Chapter 81 All Curses Come To An End! Are You Willing To Be My Loyal Friends?

Chapter 81 All Curses Come To An End! Are You Willing To Be My Loyal Friends?

Realizing that he had just been tricked, Snape exploded.

The three curses came to Wayne almost in no particular order.

Silent spell, multiple casts, faster flying speed than ordinary spells.

These skills alone can already prove Snape's strength.

Under dynamic perception, Wayne flicked his wand lightly, flying three spells in a row and blasting them on the floor of the office, making a small hole.

"Tsk, such power, Professor, I'm still a child!"

With a sarcastic expression on his face, Wayne also fired two spells from the wand in his hand. He stood tall and straight, fully entering a fighting state, with a full sense of oppression.

Feel the power of the magic spell on it.

Snape's face changed slightly, and he activated his magic power to wave his robe, and combined with the armor charm to block the two spells.

"Only Dumbledore would treat you like a child!"

"In my eyes, you are a monster!"

Snape stretched out his hand, and a closet flew from a distance and whizzed towards Wayne.

Wayne clenched his fist, and the closet flying at high speed suddenly fell apart. The broken pieces of wood hit their armor spells and fell weakly to the ground.

"Expelliarmus! (Expelliarmus!)"

Two red rays of light collided in the air, making a roaring sound. The electric light flashed continuously, and the situation entered a stalemate.

Commonly known as opposite waves.

"Where does this kid get so much magic power!"

Snape marveled in his heart. He had to devote all his efforts to ensure that his magic had the upper hand.

"Professor, show more power!"

Wayne stepped forward, the balance of victory began to tilt towards him, and the intersection of magic kept moving towards Snape.

With the gift of the Holy Spirit, even though Wayne's magic level is the same as Snape's, his disarming proficiency is about the same.

But with the blessing of talent, the power of the spell is still better than Snape.

hiss!

The wood on the ground suddenly turned into several pythons. One python "290" rushed into the spell wave to interrupt it, and turned into pieces again.

Others meandered and climbed past.

Wayne raised his wand high and made a graceful arc, like a conductor playing.

Along with his movements, thunder nets carrying strong electric current fell from the sky.

The confrontation in the office was particularly fierce. After the collision, the magic spells were shot in all directions, and deep pits of different sizes appeared one after another.

From time to time, you can still hear the roar of wild beasts.

Powerful magic overflowed from the two of them, and their robes moved automatically without any wind.

Snape had completely lost the sense of superiority he had at the beginning, and completely regarded Wayne as an evenly matched opponent.

Excluding black magic and some powerful offensive spells, it was impossible for him to take down this kid in a short time.

On Wayne's side, he also hid hundreds of millions of cards. Lord Thunder's decree was not used, and the few magics he was best at were retained.

What he wants to see is how far his normal strength can go.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three blazing fireballs shot out from Snape's wand and were blown away by Wayne's magic, scattering sparks all over the sky.

"call!"

Snape clenched his fist to his mouth and blew on it. The flames condensed into mimicry again and turned into a huge three-headed python.

"I was scared to death. I thought you were going to use the powerful fire, Professor." Wayne smiled and cast a few spells, first forcing the flame snake back, and then the golden brilliance spread like silk, wrapping the flame snake.

"Finite! (All curses are finished)"

Have you finally learned all the mantras?!

Snape was shocked.

All Curses Are Ending is an advanced version of the Curse of Stopping, which can extinguish even fierce fires. It is the most powerful terminating curse.

But it often requires the joint efforts of several wizards to perform it, which is extremely difficult.

Only strong people with profound magic power can use it alone.

The giant flame snake, which had been so arrogant just now, was suppressed and finally disappeared.

A trace of strange blue light flashed in Wayne's black onyx pupils.

"Speechless fear!"

The silent mental magic was activated, and Snape's hand that he just raised froze.

The image of going to Godric Valley that day and finding Lily from the ruins appeared before my eyes.

"No!"

Tears flowed from his eyes unconsciously, and Snape let out a heart-rending cry, but he was the most powerful double agent after all, and he soon realized that this was Wayne's attack.

Use your strong willpower to break free.

But in a duel between experts, even being stunned for a second is a fatal mistake.

When he regained consciousness, Wayne had already arrived in front of him.

"Armor protection!"

"Lumos flash!"

boom!

ten minutes later.

Snape held a cold water towel and covered his right eye while staring at Wayne with his other eye.

"You're a wizard! Not a troll!"

"Who told you that you can use fists in a duel?"

"This is a foul, I don't accept it!"

"hiss!"

Speaking of excitement, it also touched the wound, causing Snape to grimace in pain.

Wayne sat on the soft sofa and couldn't help but enjoy watching him like this.

The outcome is already clear.

First-year freshman Wayne defeated the prestigious half-blood prince Professor Snape.

But Snape felt that he had lost unfairly.

Wayne suddenly cast a cold arrow, used invisible and invisible spiritual magic to sneak attack, and finally managed to break free with strong willpower.

With rich experience, he did not hesitate to put an armor spell on himself to face the coming attack.

But once again, Snape was surprised.

Wayne actually used a super powerful lighting spell. The sudden bright light nearly blinded him, and the armor spell formed at a slower pace.

Then he got an old punch.

To sum it up...

Don’t talk about martial ethics!

"Professor..." Wayne smiled when he saw Snape's panda eyes:

"You are a Slytherin who will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals. Why don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"As long as I can win, let alone fists, it won't be a problem for me to have a wand in one hand and a sword in the other.

"That's what Gryffindor was back then. He was also known as the greatest duelist at that time."

"The Sorting Hat is really dim-sighted..."

Snape sneered, waved his wand to restore everything in the office to its original state, took out a bottle of potion and poured it on his eyes, saying sarcastically:

"Ms. Helga would be ashamed if she knew someone like you could be in Hufflepuff.

"How do you talk?" Wayne was unhappy.

"If you lose, you won't lose. Why are you attacking me personally?"

"snort!"

Snape couldn't resist him, so he chose not to say anything and took out several bottles of potions to reduce the swelling in his eyes.

Results were soon seen.

However, there is still a circle of bruises left, and it seems that it will not get better today.

After some tossing, he sat back down opposite Wayne.

The atmosphere is slightly dull.

Neither of them started talking first.

Snape was still calming his inner thoughts.

It wasn't until today that he had an intuitive feeling for Wayne's talent, no, to be precise, his strength.

It would be a bit disrespectful to evaluate a wizard who can fight him to this point based on talent.

Wayne Lawrence, a newcomer to the wizarding world, is already a real powerhouse.

Snape was sure that even Voldemort, who had just entered the wizarding world, had not shown such abnormal strength as Wayne.

This kid...

Could it be that he is the reincarnation of Merlin?

opposite.

Wayne was also deep in thought, reviewing the previous confrontation with Snape and looking for his own problems.

There are many factors that contributed to his victory.

First, Snape has a lot of inconvenient black magic that he has not revealed, such as his signature Shadowless Blade.

Second, he took advantage of Silent Fear, and Snape was caught unprepared.

If he were to fight again and he was prepared, it would not have the same effect as before.

After all, it will hurt a little the first time, but you will get used to it later.

At that time, we can only rely on hard power to win.

Wayne found that he seemed to have spent too much on magic.

It was obvious that there could be more clever ways to resolve the enemy's spell, but he chose the most direct method of hard steel.

Still a little reckless.

Wayne summarized his shortcomings one by one, and it took him a while to come to his senses.

"professor."

"Huh?" Snape looked up and met the young man's gentle and shy smile.

Damn it.

Did he have a problem with his eye being punched out?

Lawrence can be shy?

"There is an old saying in the East that it is better to make friends than to make enemies. I have no conflicts with the students of your college.

"Let's end this matter this time. The principal will be unhappy if it continues."

I don't know what Lao Deng has been busy with these two days. Professor McGonagall is the one responsible for punishing him, but Wayne also knows that enough is enough.

Professors will be greatly relieved when naughty students become wise once in a while.

A sensible child may be naughty once in a while, but it will always be remembered and become an indelible stain.

This truth was quickly understood after Wayne became the ‘Devil King’.

Everything must be done in a measured way.

The school and Dumbledore will never forget his 'sacrifice'

Even Snape looked at him in surprise: "You really think so?"

"Of course." Wayne turned into the most well-behaved and sensible boy: "I also have some Slytherin friends, and I can't let them get in the middle.

Snape's eyelids twitched.

Atz...

Is this your cash machine?

He had also heard a little bit about the Celia shop that Wayne was working on.

Especially the products sold to little snakes are all labeled as privately customized and exclusive for nobles...

The price can be imagined.

"That's best." Snape slowly tightened his robes.

No matter what purpose Wayne had in proposing reconciliation, it was the best outcome for the Slytherin students.

Because they really can't play Wayne.

Snape seemed to be able to see Wayne's next seven years.

He looked at the clock on the wall and stood up suddenly.

"Come with me."

"Is this the Slytherin common room?"

Following Snape, Wayne entered the Slytherin common room and looked around.

The walls, seats, and even the statues opening the doors are all snake-shaped.

The Slytherin Common Room is located at the bottom of the Black Lake. According to legend, before the school was established, it was a dungeon for prisoners....

Wayne's first feeling after coming in was that he was cold.

The lounge area is huge, similar to Hufflepuff's.

The fireplace is obviously burning brightly, but because it is filled with green and cool colors, it makes people feel chilly.

I don't know why Slytherin chose the cell as his student's dormitory in the first place.

"Professor Snape!"

See Snape

Suddenly arriving, the few young wizards in the lounge immediately jumped up and said hello respectfully.

Seeing the bruises on his eyes, everyone was a little confused.

Then he saw Wayne behind him, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

Why did the dean bring Lawrence here?

Is it to make them vent their anger?

"Malins, go call all the male prefects. Daphne, go find the female prefects." Snape ordered calmly.

The two students whose names were called rushed into the men's and women's dormitories.

Soon, a total of six prefects from three grades hurried over, followed by many classmates behind them.

After seeing Wayne, they all glared at him.

There were also people who wanted to mock him because of Snape's presence.

"Shut up!" Snape threw a cold look at them, blocking their words.

Facing their own dean, they did not dare to resist at all.

Malfoy was among the crowd and looked at Wayne curiously, wondering why Snape would bring him to the lounge.

Looking around, Snape announced in a slow voice:

"It's time for the chaos to end."

"We are Slytherins, not Gryffindors."

"You shouldn't waste too much of your time and energy on meaningless things."

"I brought Lawrence here to put an end to this ridiculous commotion."

Snape motioned for the six prefects to come forward and the other students to step back, leaving space for them.

"You six are Lawrence's opponents. No matter you win or lose, everything will end here."

These words made the six prefects' eyes widen involuntarily.

"What, you don't have confidence in yourself?" Snape looked sideways.

"No, Professor, we will definitely defend the honor of Slytherin!"

Snape was noncommittal: "I hope so. Others should stay away."

In fact, he himself knew clearly that even if the number of prefects doubled, they would still not be Wayne's opponent.

But that was his purpose.

Slytherins are used to obeying the stronger.

If you don't defeat them completely, there will be countless conspiracies and tricks waiting for you in the future.

This was how Voldemort earned respect and awe back then.

He wants Wayne to come and solve the problem once and for all.

Whoosh!

The other melon-eating snakes retreated to the edge of the wall, silently cheering for their prefects.

These prefects are now the highest combat power in Slytherin. Unlike other colleges who are appointed by the school, Slytherin's prefects are elected by the students through duels.

Definitely the strongest group of people in that grade.

Although Wayne had defeated many little snakes in the past few days, there was not a single prefect among them.

Only Selwyn, Nott, and Travers had some drumming in their hearts.

You know, when Wayne defeated them, he didn't even take out his wand...

Can a few prefects do it?

The six Tigers 1.2 looked at Wayne, who still had a warm smile, with a cold look on his lips.

Following Snape's order.

Various light spells fill the common room!

One minute later.

Snape's eyelids twitched as he looked at the six prefects hanging from the ceiling. The snakes in the room were all silent.

He always kills people, where is his bad habit!

Wayne slowly took back his wand and looked at him: "Professor, is this all right?"

Snape snorted coldly, but Snape, who had been prepared for it, was still a little uncomfortable. He waved his wand and put down all the prefects.

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Submit it, accept it, Laurence, Slytherin students will no longer cause trouble for you and other Hufflepuffs."

Daniel Avery, the seventh grade prefect and student council president, no longer looked at Wayne with hostility in his eyes.

It was replaced by awe.

"I just took advantage of some talents." Wayne said modestly:

"You are all the future backbone of the wizarding world. Today I specially asked Professor Snape to resolve the misunderstanding."

"After all...I'm a Hufflepuff and I like making friends."

"When I entered school, the Sorting Hat told me the advantages of Hufflepuff..."

"As a Hufflepuff, you will have loyal friends."

He slowly stretched out his palm with a very friendly smile:

"Are you... willing to be my most loyal friends?"

Snape's mouth twitched, and the emotions in his heart were difficult to express in words.

Is this how you understand this sentence?

Sorting Hat, you are doing a lot of harm to people!

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Thank you for your monthly votes, rewards, and various data support. There will be another chapter soon, which will be late.

Also, I would like to ask, if I write the spell in English, can you adapt to it?

If I think it affects the reading experience, I will just use Chinese. .