Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 271: Snape is frightened
The Dementors wanted to give Neville and Ron as new toys to the black-robed skeletons.

have to say.

I'm afraid it has really become wise.

Knowing the amazing truth that the little wizard died but did not die himself, this was definitely a wisdom that most Dementors did not have, and the black-robed skeleton was also very interested in the two little wizards.

"it is good."

The black-robed skeleton took over the two little wizards.

No one knows how Neville and Ron will play tricks on these two unlucky people. All I can say is that no matter what Neville and Ron are about to encounter, they probably won't want to go out for a night out again in their lives.

Especially Ron.

Fortunately, there were not many people in this place who witnessed what happened to them, especially no Slytherin students, otherwise the news that he was scared to the point of peeing his pants would have spread throughout Hogwarts.

Slytherin students are happy to spread Gryffindor's scandals, especially when Gryffindor students wet their pants. This kind of thing can make Slytherin criticize their "courage" for seven years. Or even longer, and perhaps it will become a legend, used by every Slytherin student to attack Gryffindor.

From a certain perspective.

Ron, who wet his pants, would surely become the shame of Gryffindor.

of course.

Maybe Ron didn't care either.

After all, he had made a lot of jokes since the beginning of the school year. Sometimes, he might have become completely numb to the jokes and accustomed to them, or even enjoy them. However, no matter what, what happened tonight would definitely leave an irreparable shadow in the hearts of Neville and Ron.

Maybe.

For them, especially Ron's reckless character, it could also have a relatively good corrective effect - no one could tell whether such an experience was good or bad for Ron and Neville's future.

Anyway.

They certainly wouldn't like being toys of the black-robed skeletons.

……

Let’s not talk about Ron and Neville’s “adventures” for now.

the other side.

Dark as ink.

The edge of the Forbidden Forest was shrouded in a thin layer of mist.

The silhouettes of the trees looked particularly ferocious in the moonlight. Snape grabbed Hermione's wrist and walked very quickly, his black robe fluttering like a bat's wings, making him look very bat-like.

No wonder students gave him this nickname.

His steps were hurried.

Soon, he dragged Hermione out of the Forbidden Forest. As her legs had not yet grown long, Hermione was panting. At first glance, she looked like an unorthodox wizard who did not exercise much.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Hermione felt like her lungs were about to explode.

She missed Ian's magic carpet.

Snape's wand slid silently into his palm, and a faint green light shone from the tip of the wand, illuminating the bushes ahead. The damp mist was like rotten cotton wool wrapped around the fir branches.

The flickering fluorescence at the tip of the wand illuminated the spider web with an eerie color.

"Which direction?" Snape's voice was as cold as ice, cutting through the whimpering wind coming from the depths of the Forbidden Forest. He didn't even give Hermione an extra glance.

"Over there, Professor... I remember it very clearly, we came back from over there." Hermione's fingers trembled involuntarily as she pointed to the dark area with intertwined branches in the southeast.

The air there seemed to be frozen, and even the slightest insect chirping was swallowed up by some invisible force.

have to say.

She has to be a top student girl.

This might be the reason why Snape chose to bring Hermione instead of Neville or Ron. At least Hermione really kept records, while Neville and Ron would probably just be at a loss if they came here.

I can't say anything.

In the end, it is possible that Snape will have to use Legilimency to find the direction - it can only be said that experience is more valuable. Snape chose to bring Hermione with him, obviously because he valued Hermione's attentiveness.

"Ah."

The Potions Master nodded.

Keeping a vigilant look, he led Hermione into the Forbidden Forest.

at this time.

The head of Slytherin House also took the opportunity to belittle the house he hated the most.

"You are a bunch of stupid Gryffindors, ignorant little wizards who have no idea of ​​the dangers of the Forbidden Forest." He sneered, and the sound of his boots crushing dead leaves startled a group of shrill screams. "There are not only harmless creatures like Bowtruckles wandering in the Forbidden Forest, but also many dangerous creatures that adult wizards find difficult to fight against."

"The bones buried under the tree roots are all engraved with the names of fools who tried to challenge the laws of nature. I don't think you want to know how many wizards have died in this forest."

Snape's voice was sinister.

It felt like scaring a child. To be honest, after arriving at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he was not as anxious as before, after all, he could hear the movements in the Forbidden Forest from here.

Until now, there has been no special noise coming from the Forbidden Forest, which either proves that Ian has not found the dragon yet, or that Ian has been eaten by the dragon.

Whatever the case may be.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that getting anxious was useless. Of course, Snape thought Ian might be lost, after all, he knew that his nephew didn't have a very good sense of the road.

"I……"

Faced with Snape's ridicule, Hermione was about to say something.

"Don't argue with me." Snape predicted Hermione's possible behavior. "If you can walk out alive, I'm afraid you should thank your ancestors for kowtowed and broke the coffin lid below."

His voice was still as sharp and sarcastic as ever.

"Senior Ian also said this."

Hermione felt a sense of déjà vu.

She stared at Snape's suddenly tense jawline with wide eyes.

Moonlight passed over the slightly twitching mouth of the Potions Professor. Snape turned around abruptly, and the fluorescence on the tip of his wand suddenly surged, compressing Hermione's shadow into a twisted black ball and nailing it to the tree trunk.

Obviously very angry.

It’s not easy to hit the little wizard.

In the end, he could only glare at Hermione fiercely, swung his black cloak and suddenly quickened his pace. Hermione, who was following behind him, could only jog again to keep up with him.

"Professor, do you think Ian is still alive?" Hermione's heart was beating like a drum. She was worried about Ian's safety, but also because her frail body could not bear the excessive exercise.

"He's a lot tougher than you think."

Snape's tone was cold, but he still responded.

"hiss--"

At this moment, there was a roar of branches breaking in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and Snape spun around to block Hermione with amazing speed. Three spiders as big as hounds fell from the treetops.

The dark red compound eyes reflected an eerie light in the firelight. Hermione's scream got stuck in her throat - before Hermione could even exclaim, Snape's wand had already drawn a sharp arc of light.

No mantras were chanted.

The instantaneous magic killed the three spiders instantly.

"This! This is too amazing!"

Hermione gasped and looked at Snape in shock. She had not expected Snape to be so powerful. Perhaps most young wizards would not have expected it. "Don't look at me with that idiotic expression." Snape swung his wand. "Miss Granger, if flattering could help you pass the Potions exam, Hogwarts would have become a den of liars long ago. Flattering will not help you win the favor of the professor, but will expose you as a hypocrite."

Snape's voice was as sarcastic as ever.

"..."

Hermione was choked speechless.

The slight admiration that had just risen for Snape also disappeared immediately. No matter how powerful a professor is, it is difficult for him to be liked by students if he is sharp-tongued.

"Fainted!"

Snape fired another spell.

The shadow froze in midair for a moment, then fell heavily to the ground. Hermione looked closely and saw that it was a poisonous viper, lying limply in the pile of fallen leaves.

Completely passed out.

It is a protected animal and its number is rare, so Snape did not kill it. After all, he would often go into the Forbidden Forest to take the venom of this venomous snake.

The principle of sustainable development is very important to the master of potion making.

The two continued to walk forward, Snape's pace remained steady, as if the dangers in the Forbidden Forest were just an embellishment for his walk. Hermione carefully observed her surroundings.

Suddenly, her eyes were drawn to a glowing plant.

"Is that... Moonlight Grass?"

Hermione said subconsciously.

Snape paused, and didn't seem particularly worried about Ian. He glanced sideways and said, "Wrong, it's a luminous mushroom. The leaves of moongrass have serrations on the edges, but this one doesn't."

have to say.

As a Potions professor.

He still admired Hermione's talent to some extent, so he corrected Hermione's mistakes in time. Every potion master is actually an expert in herbology.

but.

Hermione was stunned at first.

Then he felt a little unconvinced.

"But, Professor Snape, I still remember what is in the textbook. The Herbology textbook, "One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi", clearly says -"

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

Snape interrupted her, his tone still cold, "If you really read the latest edition of the "Revised Collection of Magical Plants in the Book of Potions", you won't make such a mistake."

Hermione's eyes widened.

“And a revised set?”

She had obviously missed the mark in the instructions, and Snape's expression was sarcastic, as if he was mocking her ignorance, but he didn't say anything else and just kept walking forward.

"Okay, Professor, I was wrong." Hermione bit her lip and silently memorized the title of the book. The two did not stop, which did not delay their search for Ian.

Maybe admitting mistakes really does work.

When a poisonous tentacle vine with metallic leaves emerged from the pile of rotten leaves.

Snape's instructions continued.

"Tell me the correct way to deal with this mutated magic herb." His voice was chillingly calm, and he squatted down to collect the magic potion materials he came across.

How could my nephew's safety be more important than the ingredients for the potion?

That guy deserves a lesson!
"Uh..." Hermione stared at the twisted tentacles. The description in the textbook in her memory collided violently with the real thing in front of her. "Should it be cleaned with diluted moonstone solution?"

She spoke tentatively.

But the professor's mouth curled up in a cold arc.

"That outdated theory should have been sent to the Gringotts safe long ago." Snape mocked mercilessly. To him, the contents in textbooks were sometimes really outdated.

"If you were smart enough, you would know that you should use it..." Snape continued walking with Hermione and explaining, and when they finally came to a charred open space.

Hermione's breathing suddenly hitched.

"It's right here!" She pointed at the burn marks on the ground. "Senior Ian conjured a flying carpet here to send us back to the castle! Look, there are still traces of his magic there!"

Snape's eyes fell on the ground, and his pupils shrank slightly. The charred land still had a lot of magical fluctuations, which was a powerful force that was enough to make him feel palpitations.

The area swept by Li Huo accurately avoided a small open space, which was obviously where the three unlucky students were standing at the time. Even he found it difficult to achieve such control.

It's Lihuo after all.

Few wizards can control it to this extent.

"Dumbledore's teachings?" Snape seemed to have a new understanding of Ian's strength. At the same time, he still believed that it came from Dumbledore's teachings to Ian.

have to say.

Even as an elite spy, Snape still lacked some sharpness. Perhaps this was related to the fact that he had never witnessed the scene of Grindelwald using the Fiery Blaze.

if not.

He should be able to tell that Ian's Fiendfyre has some traces of Grindelwald in it. Although he has formed his own school, he still has traces of "master-disciple".

of course.

Even though you can't see that.

After feeling the residual magical fluctuations, Snape felt a little relieved. The dragon in the Forbidden Forest might really be no match for Ian.

"This kind of strength...even Dumbledore probably couldn't have achieved it when he was a child." Snape didn't know whether he should be annoyed or happy. He only knew that it was fortunate that Dumbledore had a very special liking for Ian.

That kind of indulgence is unreasonable.

But it is indeed a good thing for Ian. Otherwise, if Ian was regarded as the second Riddle, Snape didn't think Ian would have a chance to live to adulthood.

He has come to know his old principal better and better.

"Which way did he go?" Snape turned his head and looked at Hermione again. Hermione also identified the direction and recalled the location where the sound of the terrifying dragon roar came from.

"Ian went in that direction..." Hermione had a very strong memory. She raised her hand and pointed in a direction, and just when she was about to say something.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar tore through the clouds.

The treetops in the distance were shaking violently.

That was a terrifying dragon roar.

Not only Hermione felt her soul tremble, even Snape was frightened by the sound - that was definitely not the terrifying sound that the dragon he knew could make.

"Damn it! That's not even a dragon!"

Snape looked shocked.

Before Hermione could react, Snape dragged her towards the direction of the dragon's roar. The night wind was howling, and the shadows of the trees were flying away. She had never seen Snape lose his composure like this before.

His black robe billowed like raging waves.

The coldness in his eyes was replaced by shocked and angry eagerness.

Hermione's heart was beating so fast it threatened to burst through her chest.

Is even the professor frightened?
Can Ian survive?
(End of this chapter)