Chapter 338: Black Magic Transformation, Catching Turtles In The Jar

Wayne is very confident in his spells and control skills, especially the coma spell, which is used hundreds of times a year, and he has mastered it to the point of perfection.

He said that if Norman and Toby were allowed to sleep until they got up at seven o'clock, they would never wake up at six fifty-nine.

Just now, Wayne wanted Snape to be knocked unconscious for half an hour, but now he recovered in less than twenty minutes, which was a slap in his face.

Wayne looked at the old bat with a somewhat confused look, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

He focused his gaze and placed his wand on Snape's shoulder.

Snape's expression changed, and he wanted to stop Wayne's movements, but he had just escaped the influence of the coma spell, and his mobility had not yet fully recovered, so his movements were a beat slower.

When he turned on Wayne's wand, the boy had gotten the information he wanted, and his expression became complicated:

"Professor, you are really cruel to yourself. You actually carried out magical transformation."

Dumbledore's expression also changed, and his gaze suddenly became sharp, as if he could penetrate Snape's heart:

"Severus, why don't you explain?"

Magic transformation is actually black magic transformation, because normal magic does not involve this aspect at all.

This is a very taboo category of magic, and even the books in the forbidden book area rarely introduce it.

The level of danger is not lower than that of making a Horcrux. Depending on the modified parts, it may even be more dangerous. The only difference is that Song Jin will not hurt others and torture himself.

By casting magic on the body, transforming the organs and body structure, you can make your spells more powerful, and you can also improve your magic resistance, observation, and strength. All these can be done.

Voldemort is the master of this. His body has been changed beyond recognition, but this is one of the reasons why he is so powerful.

Wayne had just used magic to explore Snape's body, but he encountered a lot of resistance. It was completely different from a normal wizard. No wonder he was only unconscious for a short time.

Faced with Dumbledore's questioning, Snape, who had just turned pale, suddenly calmed down.

"Explanation? What explanation is needed?"

"Isn't this obvious? I think this can improve my strength, so I did it. This is my personal pursuit of magic, and you have no right to interfere."

Snape sneered: "You just need to know that I won't screw up my head like the Dark Lord."

"That's not what I meant." Dumbledore frowned: "Severus, this is too risky. You need to think carefully. It's not too late to receive it now.

"No way." Snape objected flatly and glanced at Wayne.

He also has self-respect, okay?

Seeing Wayne's strength rushing towards the unpredictable abyss, how could Snape be willing to do so?

Especially after seeing the report in the newspaper, I was greatly stimulated.

It turns out that the smallest gap between the two was during the first few months when Wayne entered school.

Snape extremely regretted why he didn't bully the boy more times when he was still relatively weak.

He's fine now, and he's thankful that Wayne doesn't bully him.

So even if he takes another risk, as long as there is an opportunity to improve his strength, he will not give up easily.

What's more, now this can no longer be called an adventure?

Seeing what else Lao Deng wanted to say, Snape blocked his mouth with one sentence.

"I can't die now even if I want to. Have you forgotten my potions?"

Dumbledore was in a daze for a moment.

He also remembered that during the summer vacation, he saw the horrifying scene where Snape tortured Peter Pettigrew to death and then used a bottle of potion to revive him...

With such a magic potion, it would be difficult for him to die.

"It's better to be careful." Dumbledore gave a final reminder and stopped trying.

Everyone has their own path, and now it seems that Snape has found a development path that suits his identity as a Potions Master.

Wayne also looked at him strangely.

With the resurrection potion as a trump card, Snape does have the confidence to transform himself, but... when all these potions are consumed, will he have to ask for help again?

Misfortune

Mimi rice cake vomiting

The three of them discussed it for a while, and finally Wayne came up with an idea.

Although neither of them agreed, in the end there was no better way and they had no choice but to let him try.

Wayne and Snape left the principal's office and headed downstairs.

"Attack the professor, Hufflepuff dunks two AN"

Snape began to hug him again, still brooding over the sneak attack by Wayne, "You have something in my hands now..."

"Really?" Wayne interrupted him and sighed with regret: "Then I can only choose to silence myself and find a new Potions professor for the school.

Snape's eyelids twitched. He knew Wayne was just joking, but he still felt nervous. He took a few steps quickly to close the distance between him and the boy.

"Hey." Wayne curled his lips and went to squat in front of the school.

After a while, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students who were taking the Care of Magical Creatures class at the edge of the Forbidden Forest also came back, all with bad expressions.

The animals Hagrid asked them to take care of were even more disgusting than the baba tubers in the herbal medicine class. Their tails would explode from time to time, and many of the junior teachers' clothes were burned black.

Seeing Wayne, Hermione thought the boy was waiting for her and ran over happily.

"You go in first." Wayne squeezed Hermione's little hand and said softly: "I still have some things to deal with. If I have time in the afternoon, I can go to the library with you to look up information.

"Yes, I understand." Hermione responded obediently and walked into the auditorium.

Wayne glanced away and saw three sneaky figures clinging to the wall, trying to reduce their presence as much as possible.

"Malfoy, come here." Wayne said calmly.

For a moment, the three people moving against the wall froze for a moment. Except for the thinnest Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle rushed in as fast as they could.

Malfoy looked at his two followers in shock. He was stunned for half a minute before he came to him at Wayne's urging, his tone full of flattery:

"Lawrence, what a coincidence, I didn't even see you just now."

Wayne glanced at him with a half-smile, but without revealing it, he turned around and walked forward.

"Come with me."

Malfoy did not dare to disobey and followed him obediently into a side hall.

"I need your help with something..." Wayne said his request, and Malfoy's expression became uncertain.

"Can I ask why?"

"I'm sorry, I can't, but I promise you won't be really hurt." Wayne looked down at him. Although Malfoy was not short, he was still half a head shorter than Wayne.

"And you will win my favor, which I believe is what you need."

Malfoy's heart skipped a beat, remembering his father's words before he returned to school - "Remember the ancestral motto of the Malfoy family: always stand on the side of the winner."

He didn't know much information, but he also knew very well who the winner and the top of the food chain were in this school.

"I promised!"

"Wise choice." Wayne smiled and patted his shoulder: "By the way, remember to pay the tuition on the weekend."

Malfoy: "…………

The two divination classes were over, and the first day of school was finally over.

Trelawney started a new divination category this semester - astrology, which requires everyone to draw the position of the planets at the time of each person's birth. Ronald's weekend homework was doubled because he drew three Neptunes.

"Disgusting female bat." As the crowd went downstairs, Enen complained bitterly: "I have to go in here for the whole weekend now."

"Perhaps you can ask Professor Sinistra. He is an expert in astronomy and can save you a lot of time." Harry came up with a good idea. Ronald nodded repeatedly: "This way I will have time to test-fly your Firebolt."

The Firebolt that Sirius bought for Harry finally arrived at the end of the summer vacation, and thanks to Wayne's relationship, he got one out of the tight order.

They came to the foyer, which was crowded with people waiting in line for dinner. As soon as they stood still, a harsh voice came from behind them.

"Weasley, hey, Weasley!"

Harry and Ronald turned around and saw Malfoy standing there with his two followers, their mood immediately worsened.

"What?" Ronald asked angrily.

"It's nothing, I just care about you. Oh, by the way, there is a dress on the list of necessities for this semester, right? It should be used when holding dances with other schools."

Malfoy showed an annoying smile. Now he was completely acting in his true self, no, he didn't look like an actor at all.

Wayne's request was that he would irritate Harry and Ronald after class, preferably so that they could fight.

This couldn't be easier for Malfoy.

"What do you want to say?" Harry asked impatiently.

"Are you so angry, Potter?" Malfoy raised his head, "I just don't want Weasley to disgrace the school by wearing a shabby and ugly dress. If necessary, I have a few second-hand ones here. The dress is only Wearing it once is a tradition in our family.”

Goyle and Crabbe smiled in unison, and many people pricked up their ears to pay attention to what was going on here.

Ronald was shaking with anger and roared: "Who wants your dirty things? I have already bought a brand new dress. Even the house elves are not willing to touch the clothes you have worn."

The sarcasm disappeared from Malfoy's face [Ronald's words also hit his lungs. 【013704428 Feilu 190592120】

He had always viewed the release of his family's house elves as a shame.

"Shut your mouth, horse shit." Harry glared at him and pulled Ronald away.

boom!

Several people screamed, and Harry felt something white-hot brush against his cheek. He quickly reached for his wand, and then a roar echoed in the hall.

"Don't do this, boy!"

Harry turned around sharply and saw Moody limping down the marble stairs, wand in hand, pointing directly at a snow-white stoat.

"Did he hurt you?" Moody asked angrily: "I hate people who attack others from behind! Don't touch him!"

The latter sentence was said to the two followers. Crabbe and Goyle were so frightened that they stayed in place and did not dare to move when Moody's magic eyes stared at them.

Moody pointed his wand up and down at the struggling ferret, and the ferret's body rose ten feet into the air, and then suddenly fell down.

"..."What are you doing, Professor Moody!" said a surprised voice.

Professor McGonagall walked over quickly from the marble staircase, holding a stack of books in his arms.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall." Moody responded calmly, "I'm just teaching the students a lesson."

"Oh my God!" Professor McGonagall screamed, and the books in her hands fell to the ground, but she didn't care to pick them up and pointed the wand at the ferret. A moment later, with a crackling sound, Malfoy recovered. , huddled up and lay on the ground shivering.

"Moody, we never

Use transformation as punishment!" Professor McGonagall looked at him angrily: "Dumbledore must have told you.

"Probably." Moody said casually, "But I forgot."

"I, I want to tell my father!" Malfoy muttered in humiliation with tears in his eyes. Moody heard it and approached fiercely: "Lucius? I was very early

Knowing him, you tell him that Moody is keeping a close eye on his son. "

"Oh yes, your Head of House is Snape, right?"

"Yes. Malfoy said resentfully.

"He's an old friend too. You can ask him to talk to me." After that, he limped away again. Professor McGonagall shook his head feebly. After a while, he used his wand to close the book.

They all picked it up and walked into the auditorium.

"I have begun to like him." Ronald was trembling with excitement: "When will the Defense Against the Dark Arts class be held?"

"Thursday." Harry also stared at Moody's back, feeling as happy as drinking a bottle of iced Coke.

While eating, he was still asking Ronald about Moody's past glorious deeds, and Fred and George next to him also joined in.

"He's so cool," George said. "We had his class this morning."

"How was it?" Harry asked eagerly.

"I've never had a class like this before," Fred said.

"He really understands." Li Qiaodan also showed an unfinished expression.

"What do you know?"

"Know everything, how to destroy corpses and eliminate traces, how to subdue dark wizards, and even how to aggravate their crimes through fighting.

While they were having a heated discussion, the door of the auditorium was violently pushed open.

(Ma Qian Zhao) Snape walked in angrily, accompanied by Malfoy with messy hair and red eyes.

They went straight to the guest seat, and Snape stared at Moody coldly.

"The younger ones were beaten, and here comes the older ones."

Moody put away the wine bottle before they stood in front of him, stood up and sneered.

"So, any advice, Snape?"

"I don't want to argue with you." Snape showed a fearful look: "Dumbledore invites you to go. I hope that after talking to him, you can understand that the student is not the one you hunted before.

criminals for such a simple reason. "

"What's the difference?" Moody's magic eye rolled around, and finally he looked at Malfoy, who was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Snape.

Moody laughed horribly: "How can the son of a villain like Lucius be such a good thing? Death Eaters are Death Eaters and they will never change."

Snape frowned and touched his left arm: "Go and tell Dumbledore these things."

"Malfoy, go back and eat. Malfoy ran away quickly.

Snape led Moody out of the hall. When passing by the Gryffindor table, he deducted thirty points from Harry and Ronald on the grounds of rejecting the kindness of his classmates. The two of them were furious.

The steak was cut into minced beef.

All the way to the door of the principal's office, there was no communication between the two, only the sound of Moody's magic eye turning.

"Dongpo meat."

Snape read the command and motioned for Moody to step forward.

Moody snorted coldly and stepped over him, turning his magic eyes completely backwards to stare at the situation behind him.

Seeing Snape's expression as normal, I felt a little more relaxed.

He didn't knock on the door, just pulled the knocker and walked in. When he saw clearly that there was a young man inside, Moody's original eye's pupil shrank uncontrollably, and a feeling rose in his heart.

A huge bad feeling.

The next second, the young man smiled and took out a lighter-like mechanism and pressed it gently——

In an instant, light and shadow distorted, and the realm expanded!