Chapter 100: Snape Was Beaten Into A Pig's Head? New Talent: Walking On Water (Finally 100 Chap
Seeing Snape walk into the classroom with a gloomy face, the noise inside immediately disappeared. Even the Slytherin snakes lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe.
"Pote, did you laugh very happily just now? What are you talking about? Say it to make everyone happy."
Harry stood up bravely.
"Professor, let's talk about Quidditch again"
"Oh?" Snape said in a longer tone, and Malfoy looked at Harry with a snicker, full of schadenfreude.
"Since you like Quidditch so much, why not let you go to practice now?"
"Is it really possible?" Harry's eyes lit up.
Hermione looked up at him in disbelief, "Has your brain been kissed by a troll?"
Do you dare to accept this?
"Of course." Snape pointed to the door: "Now go out and come to confinement after ten o'clock in the evening. What do you think?"
Harry laughed dryly, sat back in his seat, and glared at the gloating Malfoy.
Malfoy showed no sign of weakness, and sparks of passion burst out when their eyes collided.
After deducting five points from Harry as a matter of course, Snape placed the swelling potions that needed to be prepared for this lesson on the blackboard.
"Everyone has a piece of material. After class, I will randomly select a few groups of lucky students to personally taste the potions they made."
While speaking, Snape looked at Harry, and finally his eyes fell on Neville Longbottom. The little fat man looked at Hermione for help.
"Granger, you go with Brown, Finnigan, you go with Longbottom."
Sensing his little move, Snape quickly made arrangements.
Hermione was helpless and could only look at Neville with pity, who was about to cry, and went to find Lavender Brown.
The little wizards quickly finished getting the materials. Hermione secretly exchanged the materials she had processed for Neville, and then took Neville and Xibo's materials and processed them again.
Although Snape saw it, he didn't say anything to stop him, and his eyes were a little dazed.
Lily was so helpful back then.
In fact, he didn't dislike Hermione's intelligence, but he didn't like Hermione's attitude of preaching to others.
That would remind him of his old self.
What if you could pluck out the special eyeballs, transplant them to Hermione, then dye Hermione's hair to Weasley's color, and finally make her mute?
A perfect young Lily appeared.
Snape was so touched that he was distracted throughout the class and wandered around the classroom unconsciously.
Unknowingly, he was behind Neville and Seamus.
The shadow of terror loomed over them, and both of them swallowed. Xixia put the chopped dried nettles into the crucible beautifully.
Reach out with your wand and stir.
Neville was agitated, and an inexplicable panic appeared in his heart. He wanted to stop Seamus, but it was already too late.
boom!
After a roar, the crucible exploded, and then three people screamed.
Hermione, who was right next to her, watched in horror as the splashing liquid flew towards her. Fortunately, the defense ring given to her by Wayne was put on her hand, and the armor spell was automatically triggered, blocking the hot liquid.
The whole class's attention was attracted.
Seeing the miserable state of Snape, Seamus and Neville, they all took a deep breath.
Damn it...is this still a human being?
Neville's upper body expanded twice, and his clothes were bursting. Seamus' right arm was thicker than an elephant's leg, and there were disgusting pustules on it.
Snape was even worse. He was so distracted that he didn't react until the disaster was imminent, but it was already too late.
The unknown potion on his forehead caused him to explode. His head swelled three times in size and he was still dizzy at the same time.
Phew!
I don’t know who it was, but laughed out loud first, and then more and more people couldn’t help it.
Using his last strength, Snape rushed out of the classroom door, his roar echoing in the air.
"get out of class is over! Fifty points from Gryffindor! Send those two idiots to the school doctor's office!"
"Neville Longbottom and Seamus Finnigan couldn't stand Professor Snape's bullying and beat his head into a pig's head!"
By lunch time, things had reached this version of events.
Ronald recounted the scene with great joy, surrounded by a group of senior students.
"Seamus lifted the cauldron and put it on Snape's head!"
It sounds extremely exaggerated, but little liars like it very much.
No matter how unreal the process is, the final result is definitely correct.
Later, many people saw Snape wrapping his head in a robe and rushing into the school doctor's office.
"What's going on?" A gentle voice came from behind, and Hermione quickly put down her knife and fork and hugged Wayne's arm aggrievedly.
"Wayne, I was almost disfigured. Fortunately, I have the defense ring you gave me."
Hermione was really frightened this time, seeing the miserable state of Neville and the others. If it weren't for the Armor Charm, she would probably be lying in the school doctor's office right now.
Lavender Brown also came over to say thank you. She was right next to Hermione, and neither of them could escape in that situation.
"Okay, okay." Wayne comforted the little witch and smoothed her hair. It was rare to see Hermione acting so weakly, and he found it quite interesting.
Tell me what's going on?"
Wayne urged again.
"You don't even care about me!" the little witch was furious, but she still told the details.
The scene at that time appeared in his mind, and Wayne couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Pfft!"
"No, as a Hufflepuff, if a professor is injured, how can I not go to express condolences?"
Wayne suppressed his laughter and said with a serious face, then waved quickly: "You eat first, I'll go see Professor Snape."
After saying that, Wayne walked out of the auditorium with the wind at his feet. His pace was so fast that his robe floated up.
Lavender Brown is still feeling: "Wayne is so kind. I heard that Professor Snape is always targeting him, and he still cares about the professor so much.
"He is indeed Hufflepuff's best student."
Hermione's eyes were numb.
She was completely disappointed in Gryffindor...
Who are these people!
On the other side, Wayne rushed to the school doctor's office as fast as he could.
He sneaked in while Madam Pomfrey was not around.
Several hospital beds were separated by curtains, and the ones on the outermost were Neville and Seamus, but they were wrapped into rice dumplings, and Wayne could hardly tell who was who.
When the two saw Wayne, they whined.
Wayne didn't understand either, so he waved his hand and walked inside, saying with concern:
"Professor Snape, I heard that you were injured. Is it nothing serious?"
On the hospital bed in the back, Snape was resting with his eyes closed when he heard the familiar sound of the playing, and his head throbbed with veins.
"Get out! Lawrence! Don't come in!"
"What did you say? I can't hear it!" Wayne pretended to be stupid and barged in, making eye contact with Snape's pig head.
"Pfft! Sorry, professor, I didn't mean to, I
"Get out! Lawrence! 50 points from Hufflepuff!"
Wayne only regretted that he didn't bring a camera to record Snape's ugly behavior.
How about applying for a time converter and sneaking back in again?
But thanks to Snape's assist and the two hundred and fifty points, he finally got ten thousand points.
Watching Wayne's disappearing back, Snape's chest kept rising and falling.
This guy should graduate quickly!
Seven years, seven more years to go.
Snape felt that if he continued like this, he would be pissed to death by Wayne before he could seek revenge on Voldemort.
At the same time, he hated Seamus and Neville with gritted teeth.
Originally, the effect of the expansion potion Snape could be eliminated with more than ten kinds of potions or spells, but...
What are these two sleeping dragon and phoenix chicks cooking up?
With Snape's level of potion master, he has never seen such a weird thing in his decades of potion refining career.
Is this a swelling potion, a scabies treatment potion, or a psoriasis removal potion?
He couldn't understand it at all.
He could only come to Madam Pomfrey, who was more accomplished in treatment.
That's why Wayne chased him and laughed at him.
Snape's eyes were like daggers, looking at Neville and Seamus through the curtains.
The order of cleaning up Po Te and Lawrence was postponed.
He wants to kill these two guys first!
The professor was almost dead, so Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's potions classes were naturally canceled in the afternoon, leaving Wayne to take care of his own little world.
At night.
Hufflepuff's score column suddenly dropped by fifty points, almost surpassing Slytherin in reverse.
It would definitely cause a sensation in Gryffindor, but the little badgers were just surprised and ignored it.
When they learned that Wayne's points were deducted because he went to visit Snape, they were more concerned about Snape's current condition.
Sometimes words are powerless, and Wayne did not have a pensieve for everyone to take turns to appreciate, so he could only draw it with his superb painting skills, which attracted many exclamations.
"Amazing!"
"It's so lifelike, I seem to see Snape with a pig's head on his head!"
"Ah, I know that look even when it turns to ashes!"
"Is there anything else Wayne can't do?"
Qiu, who was at the next table, also witnessed the whole process of Wayne's painting, and said:
"You have to draw one for you too."
"Okay." Wayne smiled and joked: "Whenever you swell up into a pig's head, I will paint it for you."
"Disgusting"
"Hiccup!" Cedric, who was sitting next to Wayne, burped.
"Wayne, can I make a copy?" a small can asked, raising his hand.
"Okay." He put the painting on the table, and a bunch of little wizards took out the parchment. If they didn't have it, they asked other people to borrow it. Those who couldn't cast the copy spell asked their friends to help.
Soon Snape·Limited Pig Head Edition spread throughout the school.
After Snape was discharged from the hospital and saw the portrait, Hogwarts was once again in turmoil...
"Wayne, what is this?"
In Hufflepuff's dormitory, Tian asked curiously as he looked at the blue bugs with gemstone luster in the transparent glass bottle on Wayne's desk.
Wayne was doing some popular science for his two roommates, "The Billywig bug is a magical animal from Australia, and its pincers are an important raw material for Bee Sugar.
One of the Billywig bugs stored in the box had an injured wing, so Wayne took it out, applied ointment, and kept it next to him for a while for observation.
When they heard the sizzling honey bees, their eyes immediately lit up.
This is one of the most popular candies in the wizarding world, and they often ask Cedric to bring a few bags back for them when he goes to Hogsmeade.
0......Please give me flowers......
Thinking of Hufflepuff's character who dared to put anything in his mouth, Wayne quickly warned:
"This is just raw material and cannot be eaten. The sting is poisonous. The head of a person stung by the Billywig bug will become dizzy and float involuntarily."
"Really? I don't believe it!" Norman blurted out, leaving Wayne speechless.
The two of them stretched out their arms at the same time and said in unison: "Prick me!"
Wayne: “…..
so
Of course he had to satisfy the outrageous request.
One minute later.
Toby and Norman were dizzy, their feet half a meter above the ground.
"Wayne, why have you become so short?"
"Eh? Why did my fingers become six?"
"Hey hey hey, big sister with black stockings..."
The two of them were completely high, and after another half an hour, the sex disappeared.
"Do you believe me now?"
Looking at his two roommates who were unable to stand firmly, Wayne said helplessly.
"I believe it, I believe it." Norman nodded repeatedly, but his eyes were unconsciously looking at the little bottle.
This feeling... seems pretty good.
late at night.
After letting his two roommates close their eyes peacefully, Wayne got into the small world of the box.
He hung the portrait of Merlin that was popular in the magic world on the wall of the living room, lit three sticks of ambergris, and bowed three times.
"My lord, Merlin, I am willing to sacrifice ten years of luck for Cedric, Norman, and Toby in exchange for getting what I want in this lottery."
After making his wish, Wayne bowed deeply and then put the incense in the incense burner.
He didn't know if this trick would be useful to the system, but he would say goodbye first.
Useful is the best, useless...
...0....
It's not his luck, it doesn't matter.
Taking a deep breath, Wayne sat on the ground leaning on a high stool, forming a large formation of green smoke above his head.
"System, start the lottery."
The first ten consecutive rounds are over, and the purple card is the Patronus Charm.
At the end of the second ten consecutive rounds, the purple reward is the Fire Spell.
The third ten consecutive rounds are over, and the purple reward opens the way for Vulcan.
At the end of the fourth ten-game run, the purple reward is part of Nicoléme's alchemy experience.
Wayne stopped and rubbed his brow.
His body was a little swollen. For four consecutive ten consecutive spells, he extracted a large amount of ordinary magic. In addition, coupled with the results of his own hard training [more than ten magic spells were broken in succession to a large extent].
Division level.
The thin band of mana flow takes effect passively, and the magic level in the body increases rapidly, so it must be slowed down.
After half an hour, the discomfort of stomach bloating was mostly gone.
Wayne looked at his panel.
[Magic power: 2.6 seconds]
This magic power... is neither up nor down.
Compared to ordinary professors and elite Aurors, Wayne's magic power is definitely far ahead.
But compared to Lao Deng and Voldemort, I don't know how far behind he is.
When will this standard unit be replaced?
"Come again, Lian."
After resting, Wayne started with a few more purple rewards, but still didn't get the house elf.
Wayne's face gradually darkened.
Could it be...
Cedric has no luck at all?
It shouldn't be. Xiao Sai looks like a human, and he's only five or six inferior to him. He's not that bad, right?
For a moment, Wayne had some doubts about whether there was something wrong with the person he chose to inspect.
"Come again!"
It was another ten consecutive rounds, and the blue and white cards were simply ignored. Wayne clicked on the purple card and felt refreshed.
Finally something good is out.
[Talent: Walking on Water]
[Effect: Gives the host the ability to control water flow. It can still walk on flat ground above the waves. When fighting in water, the recovery rate of magic power increases. 】
As long as it's a talent-type skill, Wayne has never drawn a bad one.
It's the same this time.
After seeing the effect, Wayne ran out of the room and went to the lake to try it himself.
As soon as he thought about it, the calm lake started to ripple, and a lifelike water dragon took shape and soared in all directions.
Wayne's feet on the water, as the system introduces, are no different from those on the ground, and are even more flexible. As his thoughts change, the water will take him where he wants to go.
place.
"It's a good talent, and it's suitable for wandless casting."
Wayne finally commented.
"Come again!" His spirit was also lifted, which was a signal to ship.
In the eighth tenth company, the purple reward stone pier was dispatched.
The ninth tenth company, another contract parchment of an unbreakable oath, and a Legilimency.
In the last ten consecutive rounds, Wayne has become accustomed to guaranteeing withdrawals.
He clicked on the purple first, it was boring, it was just a killing curse.
Finally, with trembling hands, he clicked on the golden reward.
Elf, it must be an elf...
After the golden light dissipated and the contents of the card were clearly seen, Wayne's mouth gradually grew larger enough to fit an egg into it.
There was only one thought in his mind.
Sorry, Cedric, Toby, Norman.
In the next ten years, you may not have a girlfriend.
Thank you all readers for your support. This book has reached its 100th chapter. I am asking for monthly tickets again.