Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 398: The Dark Mark is calling
An ordinary winter day, the weather outside the house gradually cools down.
For Hogwarts sixth grade students, the first class in the morning is the Defense Against the Dark Arts class taught by Snape.
In terms of objective evaluation, it cannot be said that he teaches poorly. At most, it is difficult to adapt due to the different styles.
Compared to a teacher, he is more like a ruler, constantly issuing orders, controlling and ordering endlessly.
It may be due to prejudice and rebellious psychology. Many students have not been able to adapt quickly in this subject and made little progress.
Especially the savior classmate and his partner.
A silent spell was practiced for a lot of class hours.
The effect of practicing silent spells in class many times before was very bad, so Snape set a rule for them to continue practicing.
In addition, Snape taught them an iron armor curse that had been strengthened, but it took a long time to prepare, and they had to use the silent curse to cast it, which made it more difficult.
The students naturally divided into many two-person teams and started in the vacated corners.
Pansy used some small curses on Malfoy with a bitter look, as if to vent his dissatisfaction, but it seemed to have little effect.
The curse was blocked by him lightly.
Or it's a rebound.
"You made a noise, punish you." A smile appeared on Malfoy's face.
Suddenly a flash of light was accompanied by a weird arc, hitting her arm, the girl covered her forehead, and then fell asleep dizzy.
Malfoy caught the crumbling girl and sent it to the chair by the table.
"Sleep on your stomach for a while."
Of course, it was actually his excuse, because he wanted to sleep.
Malfoy is still very sleepy. At every time of the day, he wants to hurry up and quickly use time to regain his energy.
"Draco, this is just a practice." Seeing Pansy being stunned, Snape walked over to him, sternly emphasized.
"I know, it's just that I want to take a break now, so I can only let the sparring team take a break." Malfoy shrugged, walked back to the seat in front of the desk, and sat down. On the seat, there was a tired expression.
The Silent Charm has been weakened, and his strength is also quite good, just to the extent of a nap.
As for himself, he is indeed quite sleepy lately.
Interacting with a group of unwise creatures is a very energy-consuming task, especially when they are surrounded by negative emotions.
To deal with it, it often consumes more energy, and it is said that chocolate also has the effect of helping sleep.
As for the other side, Snape quickly began his daily targeting again.
"Potter, if it weren't for Hogwarts that doesn't allow physical punishment, I would love to sew your mouth so that you don't use your mouth to sneer, **** and play slippery."
Snape patrolled his head, greasy black long hair, and quickly walked to Harry and Ron's side.
Looking at it from the side, the curvature of the man's hooked nose is so sharp and weird, coupled with the yin-like tone and mocking words, it is really difficult to make people feel good.
He mocked Harry's practice in a cold tone.
Harry, who had suffered once, chose to endure it. Compared with being locked up by Snape to find an excuse, patience is not a problematic choice.
Just as Snape gave a smug smile, the man's left hand trembled uncontrollably.
His eyes became extremely cold, and then instantly lost focus.
The tall figure suddenly arched, his breathing became heavy, his teeth gritted, as if he was enduring something.
For a moment, his feet seemed to lose support.
The man realized that something was wrong, and immediately put his palm on a table beside him, and didn't kneel down on the ground all of a sudden. He took out his wand and looked around vigilantly.
Malfoy not far away suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately noticed Snape's abnormality.
"I'm going out now." Snape frowned, restraining his violent pain, barely speaking out
My legs began to tremble due to the pain, but they were hidden in the robe and couldn't really see it.
"I'll take you to the school hospital." Malfoy stood up, walked quickly to Snape's side, and said in a low voice.
His observation ability is very keen.
Rather than being indifferent like other students. ——Just think that Snape has something to do and wants to leave temporarily.
The two left the classroom shoulder to shoulder. Malfoy helped Snape climb the cold stone steps and walked up step by step. After walking to the corridor, the two did not face the direction of the hospital. Turn off the road.
On the contrary, after turning around a few turns, he tore through the paintings hanging on the wall in a blink of an eye, and walked along the stone steps into another dark basement.
That's Snape's office.
The man was panting sharply, and sweat even leaked into his hooked nose.
Snape walked up to the lab table full of bottles and cans and grabbed a few cups.
"If you want my help, I can also prepare painkillers."
"No." Snape's hands were shaking constantly, and the colors in the glass changed.
There was a sudden tremor, and the professional potion teacher was so painful that he couldn't hold the cup, and his rock-like arm lost its stability for a while.
The hand shakes, hits the ground, and smashes to pieces
It is hard to imagine that simple pain can reach this point.
The transmission effect of the Dark Mark is determined by Voldemort's mood and the distance between the marked person and him.
The piercing pain just now made Snape feel for a moment that the Dark Lord had already come to Hogwarts.
That anger was the first time Snape felt.
Vigorous, swift, mixed with the most erosive anger, as if accumulated for a long time, the underground magma that has been suppressed for endless years is gushing out.
Snape bare his left arm at this time
The green black mark has now become a heart-stirring blood red.
Moreover, it still looks like the highest peak has subsided
"I'll come." Malfoy frowned, feeling a little uneasy. For a moment he couldn't tell whether he was affected by Snape's appearance or what omen was given in the dark.
After the viscous potion turned into a clear blue~IndoMTL.com~ Malfoy filled this cup abruptly.
After the short sting subsided, Snape coughed a few times.
"The Dark Lord is very angry." Snape said.
"Very." As if to emphasize, Snape said again, his voice a little hoarse.
"Okay, you can go now, these things have nothing to do with you, listen to your mother." Snape said coldly, and he realized that he seemed to have said something more.
"Just now, I gave you painkillers." Malfoy stared at the man in front of him and said every word.
"I can do this too. Remember, play your role as a student." Snape said coldly.
"Okay, professor, I'm back to class." Malfoy shrugged and looked at Snape without any appreciation. In the end, the conversation broke up unhappily.
There was a thin shadow in both hearts.