HP: At the beginning, I influenced Snape's childhood.

"Disarm you." Without using any fancy words, Lin Mo directly unleashed a Harry Potter-style ultimate move, and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was instantly knocked to the ground, unable to get up.

A comical fall to the ground immediately drew laughter from everyone in the audience, and Snape's gloomy expression softened a bit.

Watching the battle end in a second, Lin Mo pretended to be bewildered, looked at his wand, and then at Lockhart lying on the ground in the distance.

Lin Mo went over and helped him up, saying, "Oh, Professor Lockhart, I'm so sorry, you're still not steady on your feet. Shall we try again?"

Lockhart was helped to his feet, and he didn't forget to pat the dust off his clothes and tidy his hair before trying to slide down the steps Lin Mo had given him.

He pretended to be magnanimous and said, "No need. Although I did not stand firm, everyone has witnessed Mr. Lin's strength. So let's just call it a draw."

Lin Mo could tell that when Lockhart said "barely tied," he didn't mean Lockhart and he were barely tied, but rather that he and Lockhart were barely tied.

In the end, he had the upper hand, but Lin Mo wasn't annoyed. He smiled and walked towards the empty isolation zone near the stage.

Lockhart, reflecting on Lin Mo's dueling skills and questioning his own existence, subtly paused the duel and brazenly lied, telling everyone to take a break.

But the problem is, who wants everyone to rest after a good fight?

Amidst the gasps of shock from the young wizards who seemed to be lamenting their contribution to global warming, Lin Mo calmly walked over to Snape and stood beside him.

As Snape's gaze shifted from indifference to threat, Lin Mo pretended not to understand the threat in Snape's eyes that forbade him from getting any closer and moved even closer.

"Sir, what happened to your eyes?" Lin Mo asked in a low voice, feigning a docile and naive demeanor, as if his brain had gone mad.

Snape realized that Lin Mo was deliberately playing dumb. He knew very well that the little giant next to him was perfectly capable of understanding his intentions.

So Snape frowned, took a step away from Lin Mo, as if afraid that Lin Mo's silliness would be contagious to him, and gave him a disdainful look.

"..." Lin Mo watched Snape's actions quietly, but his face showed disbelief, as if he had suffered a great setback.

Looking at his own headmaster who was now far away, Lin Mo could only speak a little louder at this distance, because he had to do it in front of everyone, so he couldn't call Snape "sir".

"Professor, how can you look at me like that?" Lin Mo's eyes were full of accusation. He pretended to be crazy and tried to cover up the fact that Snape had been tricked into becoming a teaching assistant.

Hearing the change in how Lin Mo addressed him, Snape's brows furrowed even deeper. His tone was indifferent, as if nothing had happened: "Is Mr. Lin's eye not working properly? Your poor, helpless headmaster who came here has no time to watch you play dumb."

Upon hearing Snape's words, Lin Mo knew that his little scheme was doomed, so he didn't respond to Snape and tried to change the subject.

"Professor, did you think my spell went well?" Lin Mo had no intention of discussing their agreement with Snape in public.

"...It's alright." Snape quickly realized Lin Mo's thoughts and didn't bring it up again, answering in accordance with Lin Mo's words.

That troublesome little monster! If I hadn't thought he'd behaved alright today, and if I hadn't been afraid he'd be too annoying, I wouldn't have given him any face.

The young wizards who had been eagerly anticipating the spectacle suddenly lost interest and began discussing the duel that had just taken place. The Weasley twins, meanwhile, fiddled with their cameras, repeatedly watching Lockhart's embarrassing moment.

"If Mr. Lin's brain wasn't filled with reeds, he should know that after the duel started, you shouldn't have waited for that idiot Lockhart to make those fancy moves. You should have struck him down immediately," Snape criticized Lin Mo's dueling mistake.

Having experienced countless battles in his past life, how could Lin Mo not know about this? He was just afraid that Lockhart would use this excuse to renege on his promise again.

But as it turns out, even if Lin Mo hadn't done that, Lockhart's shamelessness would still have remained the same; it's just that Lin Mo underestimated the extent of Lockhart's shamelessness.

"Yes, sir, you're right. My brain is completely filled with reeds." Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Lin Mo changed his form of address back to his original one.

It was as if Lin Mo had a hundred pounds of rebellious bones. His style today was all about rebellion. Snape listened to Lin Mo's endless lies and carefully examined the boy in front of him.

Snape now seriously suspects that the little troll in front of him is currently going through what Muggles call puberty.

Snape had never raised children, nor did he intend to raise anyone as a child. But looking at Lin Mo's smug expression, he suddenly felt an itch in his hands and really wanted to beat Lin Mo up.

"Say it again, Mr. Lin, what's wrong with your stupid brain?" Snape said, each word distinct and cold.

"I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything." Sensing something was off about Snape's tone, Lin Mo took a step back, but still felt a bit too close, so he took another step back and quickly denied it.

"So, Mr. Lin, you mean the Potions professor's ears aren't working properly because he's been taking up your free time?" Snape asked, looking at Lin Mo who had taken two steps back, with a strange expression.

"No, I didn't, I was wrong." Lin Mo immediately offered a one-stop apology. No matter how rebellious someone is, they would be instantly reduced to dust or become spineless and broken when facing Snape.

"No, no, no, how could the powerful Mr. Lin be wrong? It must be that this old professor is too old and incompetent," Snape said sarcastically.

A mischievous voice in Lin Mo's mind said, "The other party ruthlessly rejected your apology and gave you a stupid ascension curse."

"Sir, I..." Lin Mo, exasperated, silenced the funny voice, still wanting to say something.

Before he could finish speaking, Snape interrupted Lin Mo and said to Lockhart, who was still working hard on the stage, "Mr. Lockhart, if you've rested enough, I'd like to challenge you to a duel."

There are two underlying meanings in what he said. First, you are the one who wants to rest, so don't use other people to dictate your own needs.

Secondly, you overestimated yourself and wanted to duel with me, didn't you? My student defeated you, but that's okay, I will defeat you again.

"No, no need." Lockhart's face was full of smiles again. It has to be said that he was indeed very handsome; even a fake smile looked good on him.

"Mr. Lin has already done very well. As his professor, Mr. Snape must be even more capable, so there's no need for him to demonstrate again," Lockhart continued, strongly objecting to being defeated once more.

"In that case, I don't need to have a duel with Mr. Lockhart." Snape had already guessed this outcome and had no intention of forcing a duel, but he had another purpose.

Lin Mo had a bad feeling; he kept looking at Snape. Snape turned around and their eyes met.

Snape revealed a "brutal" smile: "To test Mr. Lin's abilities, I'll have a duel with him and give you another demonstration."