Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 189 Ignited Fangs

No—don't.

Lupin gently reminded her, his voice as soft as a whisper.

But his reminder had no effect—it only fueled the black dog's rage—"Why, why is Lupin on Snape's side!"

Snape's attack continued:
"Imagine if your once proudest and most unrestrained best friends saw you now living like a lowly servant, dependent on someone else, even having to watch over another watchdog for them."

"Please, Snape, I'm begging you—stop talking!"

Lupin was sandwiched between the two men, and his voice was almost squeezed out of his throat.

The big black dog kept making threatening growls in its throat and paced restlessly in front of Lupin.

A tense and strange atmosphere filled the air. Snape captured this perfectly.

Lupin himself probably didn't even realize how panicked he looked—and how disoriented he was.
'Capture the spirit and seize thoughts.'

Unlike Dumbledore, who would never use this spell on students or professors, Snape's lips moved, and he began without hesitation to steal Lupin's dissipating emotions.

Panic—excitement—confusion—anger—doubt—

A variety of complex emotions lingered in the surface of Lupin's memory, all of which were captured by Snape—even though Lupin was facing away from him at this moment, he could clearly feel Lupin's inner turmoil and tension.

why?
Snape's mind raced.

Then, his gaze naturally fell on the big dog in front of him.

All the strange things seemed to begin when they pushed open this door, when they saw this dog. A dog that could understand human speech. A dog that Li Wei had taken in.
What is Lupin trying to cover up for this dog?
Snape's cold gaze fell on the black dog once more.

It had now redirected its anger and began roaring at Lupin, who was protecting it—but the posture was less like the fury of a wild beast and more like that of someone whose sore spot had been touched, desperately suppressing a more intense reaction.

a dog.

A dog that can understand complex insults and express anthropomorphic anger.

A dog that made Lupin almost lose his composure the moment he saw it and instinctively protect it—Snape wasn't so narcissistic as to actually believe Lupin was protecting him.

His thoughts suddenly turned as cold as a snake.

A cold, absurd, yet perfectly explaining answer to all the doubts flashed through his mind like lightning.

No one has ever successfully escaped from Azkaban, because a wizard without a wand is utterly powerless against the omnipresent Dementors—unless, by chance, he has a way to deceive them.

Snape's breathing paused almost imperceptibly for a moment.

His gaze suddenly turned sinister, like that of a venomous snake, fixed intently on the large black dog in front of him.

A dog that understands human speech.

A dog... ha... with gray eyes!

Snape's lips slowly curled into a cold, twisted smile, a mixture of extreme disgust and near-ecstasy.

His voice was like the whisper of a demon, filled with pleasure and a vaguely unsettling madness.

“This looks really good on you, Blake.”

"What--?"

Lupin let out a near-choking gasp and turned to look at Snape in disbelief.

The big black dog's muscles tensed up instantly, and the gurgling sound in its throat disappeared.

Seeing his reaction, Snape became even more certain—a morbid emotion was creeping into his heart!
He stopped caring about anything.

He enjoyed these reactions.

His tone was full of sarcasm, as if he were sharing a secret:
“Tell me, how does it feel to hide under a beast’s skin, Blake?”
Doesn't it feel more like home than being in a cell in Azkaban?

He paused deliberately, admiring the surging, almost bursting rage in those gray eyes.

"This look suits you quite well—betraying your best friend, causing the deaths of so many people, and now hiding under someone's protection like a stray dog."

Upon hearing this, Lupin closed his eyes in anguish.

This was actually the question he wanted to ask Sirius—what was the other person's state of mind when he did those things?

He stopped trying to dissuade him.

Snape's relentless taunts finally broke the camel's back. With a roar that was almost like that of a wild beast, his massive body suddenly stood upright!

The owner of those grey eyes shoved Lupin aside and was about to pounce on the hateful figure without hesitation—but a magic wand had already accurately pierced his neck.

"Okay~ okay~ okay~"

Snape's face contorted in extreme madness.

It was a complex emotion that mixed together the hatred and pain accumulated over more than a decade with the ultimate pleasure of the moment!

His wand tip was pressed firmly against Sirius's neck—the veins on his neck were bulging, making one worry that the wand tip might pierce him and draw blood at any moment.

He looked into those grey eyes, so close to his, burning with rage and resentment, and his voice even began to tremble slightly with excitement.

"Oh, Blake, as expected of Blake, you can hide in the castle safely after turning into a dog and wagging your tail, right?"

The next second, Snape's face suddenly drew close to Sirius's, and he said through gritted teeth, each word distinct and forceful:

"I guess you're here for Harry? Not satisfied with betraying and killing your good brother James—you want to take Lily and her precious child with you too, don't you?"
"Ah! The great Black pure-blood family, are they already eager to offer their final loyalty to the Dark Lord?!" Jaime said.
Lily
These two names were branded like red-hot irons deep into the souls of the two men.

Sirius's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and his expression turned into that of a demon.

"I did not betray James!"

Sirius roared, his eyes fixed on the shocked Lupin beside him.

He can't be killed by Snape here! He hasn't killed Peter yet, he hasn't reunited with his godson, he can't just die here like this, so pathetically!

A magic wand—if there were a magic wand right now—Lupin, would you believe me?

"It's Wormtail! It's Peter Pettigrew! That coward! Traitor! At the crucial moment, I replaced the Secret Service with him—because everyone knew James would choose me, so I used this seemingly safer method."

"Oh, what a convincing story."

Snape scoffed, his eyes filled with utter, cold contempt.

"A hero who died more than a decade ago, and an escaped murderer."

"Who do you think will believe you? The Ministry of Magic? Dumbledore? Or—"

Snape suddenly realized where he was, and his anger paused for a moment, but was quickly reignited by even greater pleasure!

"Is it still that son of your best friend—the one who treated you like a murderer?"

"Shut up! You're not worthy to mention Harry! Nor are you worthy to mention Lily and James!"

Sirius struggled violently, ignoring the fact that the tip of the cane had already pierced further into his neck.

He turned to look at Lupin and shouted:
"Lupin, Peter isn't dead! Did you see the headline of the Daily Prophet on July 14th? The Weasleys have won the lottery—Peter is in that group photo!"

"What did you say--!"

Lupin stared wide-eyed at Sirius!

The next second, he immediately started moving!
"Hey—Snape, calm down! There's more to this than meets the eye, let's get this straight!"

"I know it more clearly than ever!"

Snape roared at Lupin and shoved him aside.

"Alright, the lie detector game is over—time to hit the road, you stupid, despicable, and vile creature!"

Snape unleashed a torrent of vile insults at the man before him, and magic began to gather at the tip of his wand.

"No—Snape, don't rush to do it!"

"Except your weapons!"

Snape turned abruptly and cast a spell on Lupin without hesitation!

The immense impact sent Lupin flying, crashing him onto the sofa.

"Lupin!"

"Do you even have time to worry about others—like a fuchsia!"

Snape hung Sirius upside down in mid-air.

The satisfaction of personally executing the traitor for Lily.

The joy of personally avenging the villains who had bullied him.

The combination of these two emotions gives rise to the ultimate pleasure of 'getting revenge'!
Snape couldn't help but open his arms and burst into laughter!
His smile was so joyful!

So insane!!!

His wand slowly pointed at Sirius Black in mid-air, savoring his desperate and ferocious expression.

He swore—he would kill him with the most painful and vicious magic!

"No—Snape!"

Lupin struggled to support himself and reached out his hand, but this only fueled Snape's arrogance.

"Let's do it!"

Sirius closed his eyes in anguish, utterly despondent.

But at this time.

The office door suddenly opened again.

"Are you all here?"

The figure that everyone had been longing for was standing outside the door.

Despite the tense atmosphere, Li Wei showed no surprise or astonishment.