I'm Really an Alchemist

"I'm a student of Hogwarts Slytherin." The Dark Lord said, "The kind that hasn't graduated yet."

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Chapter 442 Chapter 83 Love and Hate

"See Harry?"

Lupine asked all the fleeing students around him.

No one answered him.

Countless dementors poured into the dome of the castle. These fear-eating monsters happily flew in the castle, enjoying their escaped meals.

The only spell that can repel dementors is the Guardian of God.

That's a spell that only seniors can learn!

The summoning guards need to pour happiness into the magic spell to effectively repel the dementors, but the students fleeing in the castle, even the senior students, cannot use the magic spell naturally in the face of this chaos.

"Professor Lupine!"

Ron ran over screaming, and behind him, a dementor followed, pulling his soul.

Lupine quickly pulled out his wand and used the God-Calling Guard. A white fluorescent wolf jumped out from the tip of the wand, ran in the void, and knocked away the dementors chasing Ron with a hard hit.

Ron flopped in front of Lupine.

"Did you see Harry?" Lupine asked again, helping Ron up.

Ron was shaking, his teeth chattering with fear, and being chased by a dementor was no fun experience.

"No..." he said, "Professor, what the hell is going on, why are there Death Eaters attacking, why are there so many Dementors?"

Lupine pursed his lips, looking serious.

He stood on the steps, taking in the chaos of the castle.

Facing the attack of the dementors, Ravenclaw's students were methodical. They gathered together, blocked the dementors with protective magic, and concentrated towards a certain place.

Other colleges are relatively far behind.

Running around, howling, screaming.

Surrounded by dementors.

Looking at the terrified students, Lupine couldn't concentrate on Harry Potter. He pulled Ron to his side and said in a low voice, "I'm here to drive out the dementors. You take the others to find Ivan." professor!"

Ron nodded tremblingly, staying close to Lupine.

Lupine maintained the God-calling Guard, and saved the students from the threat of the dementors. There were more and more students around him, and some senior students came back to their senses and used the God-calling Guard.

The white fluorescent lights rippled in circles.

Filled with dark castles.

The dementor slammed into the barrier guarded by the calling gods, screaming unwillingly.

While Lupin was maintaining his guard, a figure that had been hiding for a long time burst out suddenly, and rushed straight at Lupin, howling in a low-pitched and triumphant wolf.

"Armor body protection!"

Boom!

A silver-white armor appeared out of thin air, blocking Lu Ping's face, followed by the sharp sound of sharp claws tearing metal.

Ron's arms were trembling, so trembling that he could barely hold his wand.

He didn't even know how he recited the spell.

The protective spell, which was difficult to control in the past, was perfectly displayed in the explosive state, and Professor Lupine was saved at a critical moment.

And Lupine, also saw the attacker.

His pupils suddenly shrank into pinpoints.

It was a werewolf, a werewolf who transformed on the night of the full moon.

Ferocious eyes, ferocious face.

"Hahahaha, Remus Lupine!" The werewolf laughed wildly in surprise, "It seems that you still remember me, I really miss you—"

The werewolf's cruel eyes met Lupine's.

"I'm your 'father'!"

Werewolf Fenrir.

He was also the creator of Lupine's miserable life in the first half of his life, and it was he who infected Lupine into a werewolf.

"Ron, you take them away." Luping said expressionlessly, he tensed his muscles, held the wand in his hand, and adjusted his state to the best.

Ron was puzzled: "Professor, what about you?"

Lupine: "I have more important things to do!"

It is not easy to ask in detail at this time, Ron can only look at Professor Lupine with concern, leading the other students to leave.

Fenrir's bloodthirsty eyes turned to one side, and he slammed towards the students who were slowly leaving.

Bang! !

He was hit by a scarlet blood-like curse light on his chest, and the blazing high temperature erupted instantly, emitting a weird smell of barbecue.

Fenrir clutched his bloody chest, fell to the ground, and raised his head ferociously and frantically.

In front of him, above the stairs.

Lupine said indifferently: "Don't mistake your opponent, Fenrir."

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crackle.

A faint black smoke fell silently in front of the principal's office, and then took the shape of a human.

Looking at the closed stone statue, the Death Eater sneered and pulled out his wand, intending to blow up the door of the stone statue and kill anyone who could really pose a threat to the master.

"It's not what he expected."

An indifferent voice came from behind the Death Eater's head.

"The fundamental purpose of your making a fuss is to attack Dumbledore."

In the shadows of the corridor, amidst the sound of dull footsteps, Head Slytherin came out. He looked at the Death Eater indifferently, and said, "You really haven't changed at all, you're still like a rat in the gutter."

"Professor Quirrell."

Hearing this mocking address, Quirrell trembled.

It was a thrill of excitement, a thrill of anger.

"Snape..." He slowly came back to his senses, and looked directly at the man he hated to the extreme, whether it was the status of the other party in the master's heart or the harm he had done to him.

Quirrell stretched out his right hand, the thumb, index finger and middle finger on the palm were made of metal.

"This is the pain you gave me." Quirrell bent his palm, and his voice gradually rose: "Thanks to you, the master gave me more powerful black magic, more powerful power!"

"I want to return this humiliation and pain to you ten times and a hundred times over!"

Quirrell had a hideous face.

Following Voldemort for three years, he has learned many powerful black arts, and he can be regarded as the first level of combat power among Death Eaters.

"Master already knew about your betrayal." Quirrell pulled out his wand and pointed it at the expressionless Snape... At this moment, he was in a daze. Snape's complexion seemed to be whiter, as white as death gray.

But soon, hatred made him put it behind him.

Quirrell frantically attacked the silent potions professor.

Countless curse waves, majestic and profound bursts of magical power, and the short-distance apparition he mastered to the extreme, surrounded Snape like a ghost.

"You talk too much."

Snape frowned and stroked the skull ring on his pale palm.

Bang!

Laughing wildly, Quirrell knelt down on the ground, his body twisted, his face twisted, and the meridians under the skin twisted.

It was as if in an instant, all the organs of the body collapsed.

Brown blood flowed from the facial features.

"You are too close to me." Snape passed by the fallen Quirrell, extremely indifferent: "So close that I can feel the pulse of your body, the rhythm of your soul."

He passed Quirrell.

Quirrell raised his head with red eyes, and stretched out his hand towards the principal's office, which was close at hand.

Bang bang bang bang!

There was an explosion in his body.

The biological organs he possessed blew up collectively during the carnival banquet, and Quirrell fell to the ground, not even knowing how he died.

Snape walked to the edge of the corridor, overlooking the melee outside the castle.

He stretched out his hand to remove his right eye from the eye socket, and the eyeball turned into a bird in the palm of his hand. It spread its wings and flew to the sky, taking the panorama of the battlefield into his eyes.

On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, magical animals are entangled with Professor McGonagall.

On the right side of the castle is Professor Ivan who is protecting Ravenclaw.

On the left side of the castle, Pomona and other professors protect the students, surrounded by Death Eaters.

Behind the castle is the returning Dark Lord crushing Death Eaters.

Snape quickly found his target. He saw Harry Potter, who was at a loss in the melee, walking through the battlefield like a ghost.

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