Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 188 The Return

"Hope you can handle this, Amostar."

A series of light silver sharp blades descended from the dome to the ground like curtains, cutting open the ground with the momentum of plowing and sweeping holes. The air that was also split made a sharp whistling, and the powerful magic power made the space expanded by magic become Extremely unstable, everything in the field of vision is distorted and turbulent.

I have to say that Professor Snape is a powerful wizard. In the last semester, Amosta gave a popular science to the little wizards in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class about how those long-inherited secret witches judge a As mentioned at the time, the seniors of the four Hogwarts colleges all have the level of 'court wizard' in their respective fields of expertise, and in the field of actual combat, they are also worthy of this title.

In particular, Professor Snape, who is more inclined towards black magic, is better at combat than the other three professors!
"What are you going to do about this, Amostar?"

Snape finally used the magic that he invented himself, which was also his best.

"How to deal with"

Amosta pursed his lips and smiled, and suddenly became playful. Under the gaze of Professor Snape, facing the fierce silver blades, he closed his eyes and opened his arms as if giving up resistance.

"Amosta!"

When those swift and sharp silver blades sliced ​​across the body of 'Amosta' like hot knives cutting butter, and the torn torso was piled on the ground powerlessly, Snape's face suddenly turned pale, and in an instant, he uttered a scream , He just started to take a step when he wanted to rush over, but the sudden soreness made his body weak, and he threw himself to the ground!
Outside the room, Dumbledore, who was quietly admiring the starry sky, shook his beard, his brows were vaguely helpless.

Cough cough--
There was despair in his eyes, and Snape, who was about to burst into tears, froze for a moment. He turned his head stiffly and looked in the direction of the coughing sound, only to see another intact Amostar posing, the little wizard After the prank was discovered by the professor, he tried his best to put on a nonchalant expression.
Snape turned his head to look at the pile of dismembered torsos, only to see the shattered limbs drifting away like phantoms.
"Illusion magic!"

Strength returned to his body, Snape gritted his teeth and stood up,

"I didn't expect you to be as good at this as Felius, Amosta!"

"Slightly accomplished—"

Amosta said with a smile, expressing his gratitude to Professor Lockhart again in his heart.

Those wizards who are good at Occlumency are very resistant to this kind of magic, and Professor Snape happens to be a master in this area. If it is in his calm state, then Amosta's illusion magic is likely to work. It didn't work, but Professor Snape, who was agitated by Black's intrusion into Hogwarts and his own appearance in Hogsmeade, caught a loophole in his mind.

And for those wizards who are not very determined, illusion magic can often play a surprising role, just like before in the Leaky Cauldron, Lucius Malfoy was completely unable to resist the illusion woven by Amosta.

After being teased by the students, Snape finally showed his true level from embarrassment. He lifted his wizard robe and rolled it forward. Dark magic power enveloped his whole body, and his whole body turned into a billowing black cloud, jumping straight up. up in the air.

In the huge space, the fast-moving black clouds left clear black trails in the remaining space. Those smoky trails did not dissipate with the passage of time, but always maintained a gathered state, and , Gradually sank, like black cloud rings enclosing Amosta.

"interesting--"

Amosta stared at the rapidly gathering black cloud rings with great interest and smiled slightly,
"Teleportation is prohibited and highly toxic. Interesting magic, Professor Snape, you never taught me this trick."

"More than that, Amosta"

The black clouds that suddenly hovered in front of Amosta rolled up violently, and those misty clouds gradually became real, floating in midair like a bat, and Professor Snape reappeared, condescending, Looking at Amosta indifferently, he said,

"If you touch these black rings, then..."

In the middle of speaking, Snape's sallow face turned black again, because a vortex intertwined with silver and black appeared out of thin air above Amosta's head. Although it was only as big as a millstone, it possessed extremely powerful magic power to devour it like a sea eye. Attracted by Haiyan, those black cloud rings that were not very stable in shape collapsed one after another, and were all swallowed up.

call--
Snape fell back to the ground with the wind, looked at Amosta who was strolling leisurely in the courtyard, and did not attempt to attack again.

Although it was only a few rounds of fighting, he had already used the most suitable magic to deal with opponents of all levels. As a result, he didn't even touch Amosta's wizard robe!
"Your defenses are impeccable, Amostar—"

Snape himself is also a very talented wizard, and such a person always has arrogance in his heart. Seeing himself being surpassed so simply and neatly by the student he once sheltered, his mind is inevitably complicated.
"But that doesn't mean you can-"

Boom!
The sudden low buzzing interrupted his words again. In the last second, Snape only saw Amosta smilingly raising his wand and making the ready movement to strike down. Immediately afterwards, the uncontrollable riot of magic power in his body made his consciousness It became blurry in an instant, it seemed that only a second passed, and it seemed that a long time passed. Snape, who has rich experience in actual combat, raised his wand the moment he regained consciousness, and instinctively laid down an iron armor barrier in front of him, but his arm was only halfway up. Another young hand suddenly pressed his wrist.

Snape turned his head in bewilderment, and what he met was a familiar face with a gentle smile.

He lowered his head and looked at the captured wrist again. For some reason, Snape was in a daze. He suddenly recalled that night in the Forbidden Forest six years ago. profitable.
"You should trust me, Professor Snape." Amosta said softly, "No matter what the situation, you should trust me."

Gazing at the young face, Snape's expression changed subtly.

Since the night Lily died, he could no longer feel the passage of time. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that 12 years had passed since that moment when his heart was ashamed, and he had also changed from a stupid criminal The young man who made a big mistake turned into a middle-aged man who was physically and mentally exhausted
he seems old
Under the endless starry sky, Dumbledore and Amostar stood side by side, watching the back of Snape, who was striding towards the castle, gradually disappear at the end of the road.

"Lone Walker."

The cold wind was blowing in the middle of the night, Amosta held back the fluttering gray hair on his head, and sighed for no reason.

"Severus can't get over the past—"

The eyes in Dumbledore's pupils were no longer clear, but also cloudy, and Snape was not the only one who couldn't get rid of the past with pain?

"Is it because of Harry's mother?"

Amosta asked with a positive tone.

"I'm afraid so--"

Dumbledore didn't ask Amosta where he knew this, but said with a sad face.

In people's eyes, Dumbledore has always been that omnipotent self-confidence, but in fact, only he knows how much helpless pain he has pretended in his heart.

"--if you like, Amosta, once the Sirius Black business is over, I can talk to you two about Severus' past."

After a brief silence, Amosta nodded,
"I heard from Lupine that you have arranged a place for me?"

"Director of the Student Safety Office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, what do you think of this title?"

Dumbledore blinked his clear blue eyes and smiled playfully.

(End of this chapter)