Hogwarts snake wizard

As soon as Harry left, the duel club had a sense of displeasure.

Flower Peacock tried to tell two jokes to regain everyone's attention, but to no avail.

Just as Snape was about to leave, a loud roar sounded at his feet.

All eyes are back on the stage.

Snape stepped back warily, staring at Samael not far away.

"WOW~ Unreasonable Mr. Gaunt."

Snape's face was cold, and he looked closely at Samael.

"Professor, I think we can also have a mentoring battle between us."

Samael was straight to the point about his purpose, he really lacked the opportunity to fight against such a strong man.

"As you wish!"

"Everyone back off!"

Snape unexpectedly agreed, and it was also an opportunity for him to see Samael's strength.

Lockhart hurriedly began to evacuate the crowd, and he had already learned the extraordinary strength of these two men from the retreating crowd.

"Except for your weapons!"

"Except for your weapons!"

One after the other, the two released such a spell, and the spell collided and disappeared invisibly.

Snape's face was expressionless:

"Save the ridiculous temptation, show your true strength, in a real battlefield, so that you will die."

"As you wish, professor!"

Samael waved his wand gracefully, and the whole person was filled with indescribable nobility.

One after another terrifying explosions were heard endlessly, mixed with sparse magic light.

The Demolition Charm was the first attack spell he mastered, followed by the Smashing Charm.

The two spells were released in unison, and the momentum was huge, stirring up the dust.

Both the little wizards and the onlooker teachers were lamenting the power of Samael's spell.

Snape's ears roared a little, but he smiled rarely, and the armor shield in front of him flashed with bright silver magic patterns, and Samael's combo was magnificent, but it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

Samael knew that this kind of top wizard who had participated in wizard wars was difficult, and he was not confident that he could hurt Snape with the spell just now.

As soon as the wand was raised, the broken floor detached from the ground, and under the command of the wand, it turned into a huge boulder arm, slamming hard in Snape's direction.

Before he could be proud, the five fingers on his arm broke in unison, smashing the stage apart.

Samael's expression changed, and he cast spells continuously, a water curtain constantly rotated on the outside, and a thick defensive shield inside.

"Isn't the water array wall completely unstoppable?"

Samael looked at the iron-armored spell shield that the invisible blade slashed through, and couldn't help but sigh.

Together!

Two!

Three ways!

The blades swept overwhelmingly, but did not produce any magic fluctuations.

Snape's self-created divine blade is shadowless, hidden and powerful.

Samael's armor shield instantly became precarious.

He didn't put down the defense again, and it wasn't his style to defend blindly.

A large amount of water gushed out from the wand, and the snake's mouth in the water instantly flooded the entire stage.

Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall, who were watching the show, all protected the two and prevented them from accidentally injuring the rest of the students.

With the dance of his wand, the water dragons and water snakes intertwined and rushed towards Snape, trying to drown him in the water.

A huge platform formed under Snape's feet to prop him up without letting him fall into the water, apparently the result of Transfiguration.

This time, Samael could see clearly that just an armor protection had stopped all of his attacks.

The exaggerated magic pattern on the iron armor spell made Samael and Percy's eyes light up instantly.

"Bells and whistles!"

Snape disdained, throwing out several "Shadowless Strikes" in a row, Samael could only dodge in a panic, he was still accumulating big moves, and there was no time to fight back.

"Not necessarily, Professor."

Samael wiped his sweat, cast spells together with his left and right hands, the water dragon and water snake hit madly, his forehead was slightly raised, a thick mist appeared in his eyes, and the dome of Hogwarts Hall was covered with dark clouds and thunder shining.

"Professor, water conducts electricity."

Samael's tone was indescribably taunt, the previous attack was not useless, although it did not flush Snape into the water, it also wet his clothes.

The thunder fell wildly, and both Snape and Samael felt a tingle.

Samael can summon the Thunder and has a certain degree of resistance, but is not completely insulated on his behalf.

Snape used the flying spell to get out of contact with the water, but he did not dodge the scattered thunder, and the whole person instantly changed his skin color.

This move can be said to kill the enemy by one thousand and self-damage eight hundred.

Neither of them felt good.

Snape's face was dark, and a spell flew towards Samael, who had the heart to resist, but the strong sense of paralysis made it difficult for him to move.

Samael was instantly shot away, and even the wand flew into Snape's hand.

This demonstration starts with the Disarming Spell and ends with the Disarming Charm, which is like a cycle.

"Stupid!"

Snape held his wand in his hand, looked at Samael condescendingly, and scolded angrily.

"I don't think so!"

Samael gasped and said hoarsely.

Then his right hand instantly turned into two giant pythons, and with a flick of his arm, one bit Samael's wand, and the other crashed into Snape.

The wand returned to his hand.

This scene seems to go back to the first time the two met.

Samael gasped in frustration, he was no longer able to fight, and taking back his wand was just the last of his dignity.

He had no other means to perform, whether it was natural magic or black magic that he was good at.

But what about this, is this really Snape's full strength?

You know, except for the last weather spell, he didn't even break Snape's defenses by the previous means.

Most importantly, a wizard who is good at combat will inevitably use the Apparition Transfiguration into his own combat skills, which happens to be limited by Hogwarts.

The crowd of melon-eating people looked at Samael who stepped down in shock, thinking that they are all students, why are you so strong.

Embarrassed Lockhart was puzzled.

This is a second grader? The mysterious man was just like that.

Moreover, isn't Snape a Potions professor? Do you want to exaggerate too.

Cedric and the others opened their hands to help Samael, but they were all mercilessly slapped away by him.

What's going on? I Samael don't want face?

Snape waved his wand continuously on the stage, erasing the traces of their battle and restoring it to its original state.

When he walked in front of Samael, he indifferently threw down a bottle of potion, said nothing, and walked away without looking back, and he still had to be "abnormal" with Dumbledore Harry Potter.

"Cool!"

Samael didn't have any worries, opened the potion and drank it, and as soon as the others tried to stop it, they heard Samael's cheerful voice.

At this time, he even felt that the shriveled cells became moist, and a coolness rushed straight to his mind, turning into a torrent of magic power to moisturize his whole body.

"Mana Recovery Potion? Good thing, this is much stronger than the spiritual potion that Beverly brewed. After

hearing this, Beverly, who just wanted to step forward to offer condolences, snorted coldly and turned her head and left.

It was embarrassed by the crowd.

Samael was at a loss.