The day to become the final boss

Snape quietly whispered the same: "Mr. Moores, who did you recruit?"

Wan Mo gently pushed him away, and the black-haired Slytherin stood up.

"Severus, I heard that you and Lily were childhood sweethearts?" Patting the grass clippings on his body, Hufflepuff smiled with ulterior motives.

Snape frowned slightly, "I don't think this is your business." He didn't know what Moores was thinking.

"So, as a childhood sweetheart, have you ever heard Lily complain about something annoying?"

"Of course." There was a flash of light in Snape's dark eyes, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "For example—that arrogant, self-righteous, and can't hold anything in his head except how to get the limelight all day long James Potter—”

Snape's pupils shrank, and he saw a small brown pointed thing protruding above the sunken grass, but he retracted immediately.

If I'm not mistaken, it appears to be the tip of the wand.

"Ah, I also heard that the first-year freshman Blake admires you a lot, how many times have you asked for advice after class in the past two days?" Wan Mo gestured to Snape with his back behind his back.

"Regulus is relatively humble, not at all like some stupid lions who are good at imitating four-legged creatures who can only bite and bark—" Snape taunted in an extremely hateful slow tone, reaching into the wizard concealedly. The sleeve of his robe, grasping his wand.

"The masking robe is coming!"

"Lishen Jinxie!"

Two voices sounded almost at the same time, trying their best to stop the adrenaline-boiling Potter and Sirius, telling them to wait for the best opportunity, before Lupine could be surprised by the defection of the Invisibility Cloak, Potter was hit by the spell and hanged Sirius flew out.

"Expelliarmus!" Immediately afterwards, the wand in Lupine's hand flew out and rolled away for more than ten meters, while Peter's wand was still in his trouser pocket, and he stood stupidly, a little at a loss.

Sirius, who fell to the ground, turned over and got up, and quickly responded with "there are many obstacles".The red light of the curse brushed Snape's left shoulder and hit the big tree behind, knocking off many leaves.

Snape returned a "Leg-locking Curse", and after knocking down Sirius, he added a "Quick Imprisonment" to each of the other three, so fast that people had no time to react.

"Well, look, what an upright Gryffindor." Snape smiled viciously and sarcastically, his eyes cutting at them like knives, "Four of them, sneaking around wearing invisibility cloaks , It’s really noble—of course, holding their proud little wooden stick.” His slow, clear and powerful voice made the four immobilized people gnash their teeth with hatred. "Let the humble me guess what this is for - wanting to bully the more despicable and maliciously attack? Or is this the new and most popular way to play? Please forgive me for not understanding, because I don't like fashion. "

"Pfft!" The voice of suppressed laughter came from Wan Mo.

Snape shot him a sideways look.

"Shut up! Snotluck!" James Potter's neck was flushed, and he struggled a few times, like a big bug trapped in a chrysalis.

"Snotluck, you Slytherin bastard! Coward! You only know how to sneak up, let me go! I'm going to kill you!" Sirius widened his eyes and gritted his teeth, as if to kill Sneaker. Pu chewed it up and ate it alive.

With a gloomy face, Snape volleyed with his wand, and Sirius was thrown two feet off the ground.He grinned angrily, his deep voice was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter. "Well, dirty-mouthed pure-blood mad dog Blake, coward? You deserve to call me a coward too?" The low voice suddenly became louder, "You never dare to stand in front of me, unless four against one!"

Sirius opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the angry Snape gave him and Potter a "tongue-locked throat".

His cold eyes flicked to Lupine, who rationally closed his mouth that was about to open.

Snape summoned Peter's wand with the Coming Charm, then threw it far away.

"Let me think about it, how can I repay your provocation from the first grade to the present—?"

"Severus".

Snape ignored.

"Severus—."

"What do you want to say, Moores?" He turned his eyes impatiently.

"Octopus." Wan Mo's white finger pointed somewhere, smiling innocently.

Snape followed his fingers and looked over, there was a huge orange-spotted octopus with eight claws that seemed to be enjoying the last bit of sunlight by the black lake in the setting sun, its big bare head was reflecting the warm halo.

When Wan Mo and Snape returned to the Hogwarts hall, a large number of young wizards were running out in a mess, "Oh, Merlin, go to the Black Lake to watch the fun, Potter and Black of Gryffindor They seem to have taken some kind of bewildering potion, they are lying on the octopus tentacles and doing acrobatics, as if they were broomsticks!"

"Wow! Cool!"

"Go and see our magical octopus warrior!" Accompanied by the noisy voice, nearly half of the little wizards disappeared from the hall, and Wan Mo heard the little Mr. Lockhart excitedly say that he had found inspiration and wanted to write The first adventure biography in my life.

"Mers."

"what's up?"

"I've always noticed the invisibility cloak in your hand - I remember where it was transparent in those four stupid lions?" Snape lowered his eyes and glanced at the pitch-black cloak in Wanmo's hand. "If I remember correctly, all invisibility cloaks should be transparent." (The invisibility cloaks that later imitated the death cloak in the wizarding world were all made of the hair of invisible beasts)

"Maybe it's special?" Wan Mo touched the cloak in his hand. When he looked closely at the pitch-black cloak, there was a very tiny dark halo flowing, so beautiful that it would suck people's mind in. With the movement of the white fingers , the halo becomes finer and finer.

Snape even had the illusion that the color-changing invisibility cloak belonged to Moers in the first place.

"Here you are." Wan Mo threw it over.

As soon as the invisibility cloak left Wan Mo's body, the pitch-black color was stripped off in an instant, and Snape seemed to hear a mournful cry.

What ended up in Snape's hands was another ordinary, transparent invisibility cloak.

Because in the past two days everyone is struggling with the problem of attacking and receiving, and wy is also struggling with it. Some relatives propose to attack each other or have no CP. Let’s set up a small theater to see everyone’s acceptance———

Small theater: If this article attacks each other

A few years later—

Wan Mo: "Severus, looking back on your student days, you are always cold. Don't you have any troubles that belong to puberty?"

Snape gave him a sideways glance, continued to brew his potion, and curled his lips to show that he was unwilling to answer the question.

Wan Mo blinked: "Oh, honey, I really want to know."

Snape dropped something into the cauldron nonchalantly, "Well - there was a time when I woke up every morning to the annoyance of -"

"Discovered 'morning erection'? Oh, this is so common, I thought Mr. Snape could be more unique."

Snape stopped and looked back at him. "of course not."

"what is that?"

"Myles—you really want to know?"

"Of course, maybe you're just making excuses for the boy's shy physical reaction?" Wan Mo shrugged with a smile.

"During that time," he looked at him, his deep and elegant voice was silky, like the most mellow cello, "Of course the most annoying thing when I wake up every morning is not the 'morning erection' problem, but ——When you are annoyed, why can't you stop wasting your energy, and instinctively reminisce about how you fucked you so hard in the previous dream!" Snape's smile was evil, approaching evil.

"..." Wan Mo ==.

Snape was leaning against the potion brewing table, with his arms folded across his chest, "Then—how about you, great Lord Death?"

Wan Mo coughed uncomfortably, "It's been too long, and I can't remember clearly what happened during puberty, but it was embarrassing once after I met you."

"When?"

"When you pushed up——I thought at that time, as the only god in this world, it would be too embarrassing to be pushed down, but I don't mind right away."

"Why?" Snape raised an eyebrow.

"Anyway, no matter how many times I press it back." Smiling——

"..." Snape.