Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

The whole movement is very coherent, smooth and done in one go.

"Fortunately, I have participated in the Duelist Club organized by the Dursleys before, otherwise I might have been caught in this sudden attack."

Snape thought so, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the back of his neck.

He was quite good at fighting head-on, but perhaps because he was a master of potions, he was not good at dealing with sneak attacks.

At this time, the attacker could be seen clearly. It was a big blond Death Eater. Well, he was probably a size smaller than Harry. He was staring at Snape, holding a wand as big as a twig, and was about to hit Snape for the second time.

Snape was also prepared. He would make his opponent lose all fighting ability in the next round.

"Dolphin what are you doing?"

A cold scolding sounded, and it turned out that Lucius came over with a group of Death Eaters.

Chapter 440 Press 'F' to enter the tank?

Lucius walked straight to Snape's side, and the meaning was very clear - Snape is my, Lucius's man, and you are not allowed to touch him.

"Lucius move aside and let me kill this traitor."

Thorfinn was still determined to cause trouble for Snape.

Lucius was already impatient with such behavior. He thought the other party was extremely stupid. "Dolphin, you idiot! Severus is the person the master specifically asked to see. Who are you to dare to stop him?"

It was true that most of the Death Eaters present were hostile to Snape, but even Antonin Dolohov did not take action when he saw Snape. The only ones who actually took action were the two reckless men, Travers and Dolphin.

Because even Dolohov knew that Snape was once one of Voldemort's most trusted subordinates, and he even granted almost all of Snape's requests. Since the other party dared to come to Voldemort at this time, it was very likely that he had been forgiven.

Looking at Lucius's expression, Dolphin asked uncertainly, "Is this really what the master meant?"

"Would I deceive you about this?"

Lucius said impatiently that it was annoying enough just to deal with that group of demihumans every day.

Do you expect Bella and the others to take care of those sub-humans? All these matters are left to Lucius to handle.

Then he ignored Thorfinn and turned to Snape and said, "Severus, please go in quickly. The master has been waiting in here for a long time."

Snape nodded to Lucius, then turned and entered the interior of the horror castle.

This place was originally a holy place for vampires. There was a coffin in almost every other room. That was where vampires loved to sleep. However, the Death Eaters threw away all the coffins when they occupied this place.

No one, including Voldemort, had the habit of sleeping in a coffin.

Generally speaking, people of high status would choose to live at the highest point of the castle. Just like to save a princess who was captured by the devil, the brave men could usually only fight the devil to the death on the top floor.

It’s just that Voldemort’s habits are a little different. As a standard Parseltongue, he likes dark and cold environments just like snakes.

Therefore, Voldemort's location is at the bottom of the Terror Castle.

Voldemort sat in the middle of the basement, with Bella and Dolohov standing next to him.

"You are here, my dearest subordinate."

When Voldemort saw Snape, he stood up from his seat with a heartfelt smile on his face. He was really happy.

Snape's coming here means that the research I gave him before

finished.

"Master, this is the potion you asked me to copy."

Snape pulled a test tube from his black robes and handed it to Voldemort.

“Great job.”

Voldemort took the potion with a look of satisfaction on his face, gently stroked the smooth and transparent glass bottle with his index finger, then pulled out the stopper and drank the liquid inside.

"Owner."

Voldemort drank the potion before Bella and Dolohov could.

Normally, Voldemort would not trust anyone.

Unless he's good at that, too.

Potions are also what Voldemort is good at. His own level of potion skills is not low at all, otherwise he would not be able to complete those dangerous magical transformations on his own.

"A very miraculous potion."

Voldemort closed his eyes and carefully experienced the magic of the Bresta potion: "It brings me a brand new experience."

"With the help of this potion, it's no wonder those Aurors were able to defeat my lovely servant."

Voldemort was not stingy in praising the magic of the Bresta potion.

Many times you can only understand it by experiencing it yourself.

"Severus, my most trusted subordinate, how much of this potion have you made?"

Voldemort, who had tasted the benefits of the Bresta potion, turned to Snape with burning eyes.

"As long as there are enough raw materials, I can make as much as you need."

Hearing Snape's answer, Voldemort laughed again, a happy laugh, so much so that his teeth showed: "Hehehehe."

"Very good. Severus, you did very well."

At this moment, Voldemort's blood-red eyes seemed to have seen the future: the Ministry of Magic with blood flowing like a river, and Hogwarts surrendering at his feet.

"Severus, I want you to make more of this potion. Make as many as you can. I will let others take care of the materials. You just need to concentrate on making it."

The materials were naturally handed over to Lucius to deal with. Lucius was like an all-round butler, who managed everything in order and he didn't need to worry about anything.

Now Voldemort has become accustomed to leaving everything to Lucius.

"Next year, we will give those idiots in the Ministry of Magic in England a big surprise."

"Yes, Master."

Snape lowered his head and said respectfully, his eyes had no focus at all, as if he were a walking corpse, without even the color that eyes should have.

Occlumency.

For the rest of the time, Snape basically spent his time brewing potions in the horror castle. When the potions were placed in front of Voldemort, he praised Snape in public.

But this time no one will challenge Snape again

Travers stayed in bed for a whole week, and finally had to ask Snape for help, and he personally treated him to relieve the symptoms. During this period, he tried many kinds of treatments but to no avail.

Never offend a Potions Master easily, especially one who is narrow-minded.

At the same time, far away in Hogwarts, England, Dumbledore, who was discussing important matters with Fudge, finally appeared in front of everyone.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. This wizard is not a famous one. Instead, an old man like me will be in charge of teaching you. I hope you won't be disappointed."

As soon as Dumbledore appeared, he made everyone laugh with a few witty remarks.

If Dumbledore is not considered a famous wizard, then perhaps no one in the entire wizarding world can be considered famous.

"So what magic are you going to teach us, Professor Dumbledore?"

Someone in the crowd below asked.

"Magic? No." Dumbledore shook his head. "Basically, your Professor X has taught us everything that can be taught. Magic that is more powerful will be dangerous."

"I won't teach you magic for now."

Everyone looked at each other after hearing what Dumbledore said.

If the magic training doesn't teach magic, then what does it teach? It can't be teaching how to drive a tank, right? Press 'F' to enter the tank?

"So what are you going to teach us?"

Hearing this question, Dumbledore smiled mysteriously at everyone.

"A very interesting spellcasting technique, an idea provided by Dudley, which can make you at least twice as strong."

Chapter 441: The Art of Fighting Between Left and Right

"What spellcasting technique?"

Hearing that their strength could be at least doubled, especially since it was an idea proposed by Dudley, everyone immediately became excited.

"This technique is called Left-Right Fighting, and you need to prepare two magic wands."

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, he remembered that most young wizards only had one wand, so he added: "If you only have one wand, you can still achieve the same effect as long as you are proficient in wandless casting."

"If you can master silent spellcasting, this skill can be further improved. You can use 'Expelliarmus' with your left hand and 'Petrify All' with your right hand, and use one person as two people."

Wandless casting and silent casting are both very advanced casting techniques.

Fortunately, all members of the discipline team have practiced wandless casting under Grindelwald's instruction. As for silent casting, it is a bit difficult.

"As for actual combat, it's like this."

Dumbledore was naturally proficient in these two skills. He did not use the Elder Wand, but stretched out the index fingers of his left and right hands and pointed forward at the same time.

I saw a small stone not far away, which turned into a huge lion at an incredible speed. It had thick mane and sharp teeth, and looked very scary and majestic. After a deafening roar towards the sky, a pair of huge wings grew behind it, and it flew into the air the next second. Not only that, the lion turned around in the air, opened its mouth wide, and suddenly spurted out several huge fireballs with a diameter of several meters towards the front.

The temperature of the flames was so high that the little wizards standing below felt waves of heat coming, and the air around them became distorted.

Boom!

The fireball exploded violently when it hit the ground. In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the earth rolled. Countless holes were blasted on the ground, as if it had been hit by countless missiles.

"cool!"

A strong wind blew past, blowing everyone's hair into a mess. The little wizards present could not help but exclaim in amazement when they saw this scene. Their eyes were shining and they stared straight ahead. At this moment, they wished that they were the ones who could have transformed this lion.

"Guess how many magic spells I used in total."

Dumbledore was very satisfied with the effect and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Transfiguration, Levitation, and Flame, three spells in total."

As soon as he finished speaking, a little wizard responded immediately, and as expected, it was Ron.

As soon as Ron finished speaking, someone immediately refuted him.

"It's four spells: Transfiguration, Levitation, Flame, and Thunder Explosion."

The Flame Spell manipulates raging flames and cannot achieve the effect of an explosion. The exploding flame must have been created by adding other magic.

"No, it's the Transfiguration Charm, the Swelling Charm, the Loud Voice Charm, the Levitation Charm, the Flame Charm and the Thunderbolt Explosion Charm, a total of six spells." Hermione added, raising the non-existent glasses on her nose.

The others were stunned when they heard this. It was already very difficult to combine two magics together, and it was even more difficult to combine six magics at the same time. I dare not even think about it.

The difficulty of merging magic into another magic is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

The most crucial point is that Dumbledore cast the spell wandless and silently without using the Elder Wand.

"Six magic spells. I wish I could do that." Daphne looked at the lion with envy, imagining how great it would be if she could do the same.

Hearing her words, her good friend Pansy said, "It's enough for me to cast two spells at the same time."

Unlike the fantasy Daphne, she was more pragmatic. Casting two spells at the same time was enough to shock a group of adult wizards.

By the way, she is currently at the fourth stage of spellcasting, familiar with the counter-spell.

Fusion magic. Even among the members of the disciplinary group, few people have mastered the technique of magic fusion, let alone fusing six magics at a time like Dumbledore. The more magics are fused, the more difficult it becomes.

Well, it should be said that there are not many people in the entire wizarding world who can master fusion magic.

To take the most obvious example - former elite Auror Moody did not master it.

Moreover, after most wizards master the technique of fusion, they only fuse one and then begin to specialize in the practice of spells.

Of course, this is all thanks to the power of Ambiguity, otherwise Dumbledore could only have combined three spells at most.

Dumbledore smiled at the people who were discussing this and said, "I think you have already seen the power of this technique. Your goal for this holiday and next semester is to learn it. Do you have confidence?"

"Yes!" Everyone was full of confidence and shouted in unison, eager to devote themselves to practicing magic spells immediately, as if they would be the next wizard to summon a lion.

As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. If an adult wizard had heard what Dumbledore said, he would have backed down long ago.

Wandless casting, silent casting, magic fusion and simultaneous left and right fighting, these are four highly difficult casting techniques. An ordinary wizard can brag about it for the rest of his life if he masters just one of them.

"I will first tell you the key to the silent casting technique. After you have learned it, I will teach you the technique of fighting with both hands."