Hogwarts snake wizard

"Politicians? It's really disgusting!

Samael twisted his aching neck, his fingers slightly open, and stretched back the claws that had been stretched out in anger.

Damn Crouch didn't have the slightest bit of political consciousness.

At this time, both Scrimgeour and Amelia Burns were thorns in the eyes of Lao Fu.

Only by letting them smolten to the ministerial seat and letting Voldemort's men kill them both can the benefits be maximized.

This guy couldn't figure it out for such a simple task, and he had to beat him up before stopping.

On this night, the members of the Dream Fulfillment Organization tacitly did not come to disturb Samael, Samael who should have known never hid from them, should not know, Samael will never say, ask in vain.

But that doesn't mean there aren't people who don't open their eyes to provoke him.

Before Samael could close his eyes, his door was kicked open by a creature.

"Except for your weapons!"

Harry snake eyes widened angrily and looked at him indignantly.

Samael just turned sideways and dodged his hateful blow.

"Samael Gaunt, die."

"You actually dare to come back."

Harry's speed was extreme, and he attacked Samael sideways.

But before his attack arrived, black smoke was coming out of his entire leg, and sharp wooden thorns instantly extended from the floor and pierced his thighs.

"Idiot!"

Samael glanced at him with disdain, his expression relaxed, and he had no intention of making a move.

If he wanted to attack Samael by brute force, I am afraid that he would not have a chance to approach him.

The curse contained in the whole room would make even an adult wizard suffer a lot.

After all, not everyone is called Draco Malfoy!

Harry was as stupid as ever, and a layer of blood mist floated across his emerald green snake pupils.

The smell of blood stimulated his wildness and made him tremble uncontrollably.

Abruptly pulled out the wooden thorns.

The blood rushed wildly, setting him off even more crazy.

"Incompetent fury!"

Samael shook his head and sighed slightly.

The whole figure was as fast as a ghost, and in the blink of an eye it pinched Harry's neck.

The claws extended from the fingertips, piercing the looming scales on his neck, and blood suddenly flowed.

"Kill you!"

"Kill you!"

Harry roared in his mouth, struggling desperately, but the difference in strength between the two was too great, and he didn't even have the ability to hurt Samael.

"By what? You trash! "

It's all first-time being a human being (Samael isn't), and no one should let anyone, Samael slammed Harry's head against the wall behind him.

One time!

Two!

Three clicks!

......

The violent collision made him struggle much less forcefully.

The corners of Samael's mouth raised slightly, happy at the same time, but also a little contradictory.

Pets croak their teeth, which is cute, but it is somewhat infuriating.

Samael lowered her head slightly, the corners of her lips lightly against Harry's forehead.

Harry's already manic magic instantly boiled, and the only furnishings in the entire lounge were shattered in an instant.

At the moment under the corner of his lips, Harry, who was originally "full of life", became decayed and decayed in an instant.

The magic of the riot was instantly suppressed by an indescribable force, becoming obedient and well-behaved.

The body is as decaying and decaying as dead wood.

"Divine Blade Without a Shadow!"

Samael didn't turn his head, and the invisible magic blade behind him was instantly blocked by the silver shield.

"Professor, why are you so cranky."

Samael turned around and chuckled, and Harry, who was like a withered man, fell directly to the ground, silently unhappy in his heart.

"What are you doing?"

Snape was wary, he had seen Samael gently kiss the forehead of the Ministry of Magic staff, and the hapless woman was like porcelain, shattering, cracking, until it turned to ashes.

He was afraid that Harry would follow in that footsteps.

"Naturally, it's for him to heal."

Samael shrugged and chuckled, making him look a little cynical.

Snape didn't believe a single word of Samael's words, and just as Samael didn't believe that Snape would be indifferent after he hurt Harry.

The two do not trust each other, but tacitly agree to strike at the same time

and turn their arms into terrifying pythons, infinitely stretched, and sharp fangs swear to tear the enemy to pieces.

The sharp magic blade tore through the scales of the python, but it could not completely cut it off.

The python looked back, strangely adjusted the angle, and attacked again, but slammed into the transparent shield.

"Professor, why don't you believe me?"

Samael whispered, and the spell in his hand did not stop at all.

The two are just like when they first met, except that the teenager has grown up and lost his immaturity, even if he does not need to be surprised, he can beat the professor into a panic.

Snape ignored Samael's taunts, and the black mist rolled under his cloak, so deep.

As a genius who likes to study the dark arts, after so many years, Snape is more than just a god.

The dead silence of wailing, the cry seems to come from hell, like the whisper of the devil, which is creepy.

"Please me, Professor."

When Samael saw this scene, his expression gradually went crazy, and the billowing black dust instantly turned into arrows in the sky.

Snape waved his wand and tried his best to solve his proudest student.

Samael smiled and gave him enough time to cast the spell.

The black mist turned into a black liquid, and gradually differentiated into countless water droplets.

The water droplets were dense, easily passing through Samael's attack, but at the moment of close approach, they were swallowed by a black giant python with its mouth open.

"Professor, can you just do this?"

Samael looked at the panting Snape with some disappointment, he was finally influenced by a certain woman.

If he was willing to slaughter Muggles to his heart's content, using unwilling grievances as a drive, this spell might hurt him.

"It's really disappointing."

"Draco, throw Harry into the Forbidden Forest."

Samael looked at the sneaky figure outside the door and spoke directly.

Snape tried to stop it, but found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, so he could only watch Harry being dragged away by Draco.

"What I sucked away was not only his life force, but also his restless magic."

"A natural baptism will calm him down."

Samael smiled slightly and explained patiently.

"It's not just you who love Harry, it's me."

Samael slapped away Snape's hand that was about to grab his collar, speechless.

It's really wearing a straw hat and gnawing pig B, I can't see the height of an eyebrow, now I just blow my breath, and I can also hurt him, a paranoid professor, who is this inexplicable stubbornness for.

Under Snape's surprised expression, a large golden python slowly crawled to his side.

The snake's head stood high, its belly churning, and it spat out a wet-answering humanoid creature.

And he clearly felt that the "thing" was still breathing tenaciously.