Hogwarts: I can load entries infinitely!
Chapter 201
"Just now... what happened to that child?"
Wormtail shrank his neck and asked cautiously, his voice unable to conceal fear and uneasiness.
He kept his eyes on the floor, as if he dared not look directly at Snape standing in front of him.
"Don't ask,"
Snape said coldly, not even bothering to turn his head.
"That's not something we can understand. This is part of the Dark Lord's big plan. We just need to do our part and help the Dark Lord get what he needs."
When Wormtail heard this, the fear on his face not only did not subside, but became even stronger.
He licked his lips nervously, and his steps unconsciously moved closer to Snape, lowering his voice and asking again.
"But... don't you think this is a little... wrong? The child looks..."
"I said, don't ask!"
Snape turned his head suddenly, a trace of anger flashed in his black eyes, and he interrupted Wormtail's words with a tone as sharp as a knife.
Wormtail was frightened, but he obviously didn't realize how annoying his behavior was.
He took another step closer, even putting his face close to Snape's shoulder.
Snape frowned immediately, with an expression of extreme disgust on his face.
He waved his hand to push Wormtail away, with undisguised disgust in his tone.
"Stay away from me, Wormtail!"
Wormtail seemed not to hear and still stood very close.
Snape's nostrils were irritated by the strong smell of alcohol, which was mixed with the cold sweat that kept coming out of Wormtail's body, blending into a disgusting stench.
Snape's face became even gloomier, he took a step back and simply covered his nose with his robe sleeve.
Finally.
After enduring Wormtail's disgusting sweat and endless complaints along the way, Snape and Wormtail finally arrived at their destination.
This was an empty room with no decorations on the walls and a stale musty smell in the air.
The only thing that caught the eye in the middle of the ground was an old trap door, like the entrance to a cellar.
Snape's eyes sank slightly, and he walked straight forward, reaching out to open the trapdoor.
However, at this moment, a low and slightly cheerful voice came from behind them.
"Severus, good evening. Oh, Pettigrew, long time no see."
The voice was like a gust of cold wind, and the two of them stiffened instantly.
They turned stiffly and looked at the source of the voice.
Standing at the door was a tall old man, wearing a fancy shirt, which formed a strange contrast with the white robe on his body.
The iconic silver hair and snow-white beard fell to his abdomen, and the blue eyes flickered slightly in the moonlight.
He held a huge brazier in his hand, and the familiar patterns shone in the firelight.
If Deveraux was there, he would definitely recognize that this brazier was the one in the headmaster's office of Hogwarts!
Dumbledore slowly bent down, put the brazier on the ground, and then put a small bunch of his hair into the fire, his movements were unhurried.
He raised his head and his eyes fell on Snape.
"Dumbledore..."
Snape whispered the name, his voice cold and complicated.
His eyes met Dumbledore's, and the two of them just confronted each other, as if the air was filled with invisible gunpowder.
Wormtail, who was standing aside, was completely at a loss. His face instantly lost color, and his whole body trembled like a sieve.
His feet softened, and he fell to the ground.
He stared at Dumbledore in horror, his mouth opened, but no sound came out.
The next moment, a pungent smell spread in the air-Wormtail's pants were wet, and a pool of liquid was spreading rapidly from under him.
But no one cared.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Expelliarmus!"
Without any hesitation, Snape and Dumbledore waved their wands at the same time, and the silver-white beams drew two dazzling arcs in the air, rushing straight towards each other.
Dumbledore's spell was as fast as the wind. With a slight wave of his hand, Snape's spell dissipated in the air as if it was bounced off by an invisible barrier.
Snape looked much more embarrassed. He quickly rolled over and barely avoided Dumbledore's spell.
"Boom!"
Dumbledore's spell fell on the trapdoor, and a huge explosion echoed in the room.
The old trapdoor was instantly blown in half, and wood chips flew everywhere, revealing a dark and deep cellar entrance.
The two did not stop, and spells flashed in the air one after another, and sharp sounds of breaking through the air came one after another.
Although Snape performed well, he was obviously at a disadvantage in the face of Dumbledore's offensive.
Every spell of Dumbledore was extremely accurate, as if he had already seen through every move of Snape.
Snape was secretly reserved. Although his spells were fast, they were obviously not as deadly as usual.
There was a trace of struggle in his eyes, but more of it was calm calculation.
He knew that he could not fight the old man with all his strength, and he might not even need to.
"Bang!"
A spell passed through the air, and Snape wanted to dodge but it was too late.
He closed his eyes and prepared for the inevitable impact.
However, the expected pain did not come.
Snape opened his eyes hesitantly, only to see a white figure blocking him.
The figure was like a lifeless statue, expressionless, with skin as smooth as plaster.
It stood quietly, as if all the magic in the air had calmed down around it.
"Professor Ravenclaw, good evening."
Dumbledore's voice became softer.
He stopped the wand in his hand and stared at the sudden uninvited guest intently.
Snape and Wormtail were stunned, their eyes locked on the statue-like figure, shock and confusion filled their faces.
The "statue" slowly turned its head, revealing a cold and delicate face.
It was not wearing clothes, but there was no dirt on its smooth body, as if it was some kind of extraordinary existence.
"Good evening, Albus."
The voice was low and full of magnetism, but it revealed an irrefutable majesty.
"Go back to bed, you are not my opponent."
(Second update! I finally wrote the 200th chapter. Thank you for your support. I really thank you for reading all the way to now!!!)
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