Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

She was already in a bad mood because her mind was being invaded, her privacy was being constantly spied on, and she had to endure Snape's constant insults.

Therefore, after Snape insulted Harry's father, Harry could no longer hold back.

He stood up and retorted to Snape.

Snape remained completely unfazed by Harry's outburst.

He continued his cold mockery.

Even anger is like stale tea—cold and lifeless.

"How pathetic, Potter."

Harry's chest heaved violently, like the fur of a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"I'm not weak!"

"Then prove it to me! Get rid of distractions! Control your emotions!"

Snape shouted coldly, then raised his hand and cast Legilimency again.

Harry's mind was once again unexpectedly invaded.

He had just stood up, but he slumped back into the chair.

But this time, Snape's intrusion took longer than any of his previous intrusions.

It seems that Harry's brain has finally managed to organize some decent resistance.

But it was clear that they still couldn't withstand Snape's continued onslaught.

They were defeated again in no time.

Snape's expression, which had just softened slightly, turned cold again, and he clicked his tongue in disappointment.

"Is this your proof?"

"If you can't even control your emotions, how can you control your brain shutting down?"

Harry couldn't help but get angry.

"That's enough! I've practiced for two hours already! I need a break!"

"Rest? The Dark Lord doesn't rest!"

Snape continued coldly.

"...Hmm...As long as the Dark Lord is still a carbon-based life form, he should still need to rest..."

Just then, John, who had been working diligently in the background, suddenly unleashed his power in the underlying code.

He suddenly made a sarcastic remark about Snape.

"..." Snape slowly turned his head and stared intently at John.

Harry was also taken aback; he couldn't think of such a rebuttal even when he was looking for a point.

The air froze for three seconds.

Snape suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"That's right, Merrick, perhaps our Potter really does need a rest."

The next second...

Professor Snape waved his wand.

The center of the workspace was instantly cleared out to create a hollow area.

A straight dueling arena suddenly appeared.

"Porter, I'll allow you to take a break at halftime."

"But your course isn't over yet."

"Merrick, step forward, take out your wand, and prepare for a duel."

No!

I just casually made a comment, did it really have to come down to a duel?

John looked at Snape in disbelief, but when he met Snape's unyielding gaze, he had no choice but to swallow his protest and reluctantly move onto the ring.

Although John had never fought Snape, he knew that Snape was in no way inferior to Professor Flitwick.

"I believe Professor Flitwick taught you the etiquette of dueling."

Professor Snape looked at John across from him and said calmly.

The two of them came to the center of the dueling platform, took out their wands, held them up to their chests, and nodded slightly.

They then retreated five steps together, assuming a fighting stance.

Harry, sitting in the audience, stared blankly at everything.

How did it all turn into a duel between Snape and John?

But Snape wouldn't let him leave, was it because he wanted him to observe and learn?

John, after bowing, also got into the zone.

He wasn't afraid to duel Snape; he just found it too much trouble.

Normally, when facing an unfamiliar opponent, you should first set up a defense to test their level.

However, both John and Snape started with an attack!

He collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious!

"Disarm you!"

Two red spells were cast almost simultaneously, then just missed each other.

Seeing Snape fall unconscious, John simply flicked his wand, cleanly and decisively knocking the spell away.

Snape simply waved his hand, and an invisible barrier blocked John's Exterminate weapon.

The two continued their actions.

They continued to exchange spells.

Blue or red spells flashed wildly inside the room, but were stopped by the isolation spells placed around it, which prevented them from damaging anything in the workshop.

Harry was dazzled and shocked by what he saw.

John's image in his mind has always been that of a man who uses incredible shapeshifting abilities to conjure up a bunch of stone golems to help him in battle.

I didn't expect his firepower and reaction to be so strong in a pure magic duel.

As Snape's Inverted Bell was dodged by John with a sidestep, Snape also deflected one of John's Binding Charms.

Finally, Snape's eyes hardened, and he stopped probing.

"The Divine Blade is Without a Shadow!"

John was having a great time when he suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

They abandoned their planned attack and chose to defend for the first time.

"Armor for protection!"

The defensive barrier had just been erected when, with a snap, it clicked.

The Iron Armor Curse shattered, blocking a large amount of damage, but several bloody marks suddenly appeared on John's body and face!

He staggered back a step, feeling the blood trickle down his cheek, and John was also taken aback.

However, he then turned serious and his expression turned cold.

If Ironclad Curse hadn't blocked it in time, that blow would probably have taken half his life.

Since that's the case, let's try out the newly developed spell on you!

"Obstacles are numerous!"

John waved his wand again, and dozens of walls rose from the ground, blocking the path to the dueling arena.

Seeing this, Snape could not hide his disappointment.

Unexpectedly, after only a slight setback, he chose to become a coward.

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

Snape simply waved his hand casually.

A series of explosions blasted through dozens of walls in front of them.

John, who had been hiding behind him, reappeared before him.

But at the same time, he was also exposed to John's shooting range...

"go!"

呲!

Whoosh!!

The sensation of being hit came even faster than the sound of wind breaking.

Using the Obstruction Charm to block their vision, the three steel balls, which had been charged up for a long time, struck Snape's left shoulder, right hand, and left leg.

With the blast propulsion spell developed by John, the three steel balls were launched at speeds exceeding the speed of sound.

At this speed, even the Ironclad Curse cannot completely withstand it; it can only help him offset most of the kinetic energy.

Snape's pupils contracted sharply as he was thrown back by the immense impact. The bones in the area where he was struck were nearly shattered, and his wand almost slipped from his grasp.

But before he collapsed completely, he swung his wand once more with terrifying willpower.

"The Divine Blade is Without a Shadow!!"

This time, an even more terrifying invisible blade struck John.

John's pupils contracted, and he almost instinctively raised his Ironclad Charm, simultaneously raising his hands to block in front of him.

Click!

呲! !

The Ironclad Curse shattered instantly, and John was sent flying backward, covered in blood.

The two men fell off the ring almost simultaneously.

Harry, who was watching from the sidelines, stared at the scene in disbelief, and stood there dumbfounded for a moment.

John actually killed Snape along with him?

"Cough...hiss—" John collapsed to the ground, choking on blood and foam in his throat.

This was the first time he had been so badly injured since transmigrating to this world; the pain was so intense that even his fingertips were trembling.

His body was covered in bloodstains, and his clothes were torn to shreds.

For a time, due to excessive blood loss, she even began to feel dizzy.

If it weren't for the special training I received in being beaten when I trained with Professor Flitwick...

They could just faint right there and see it.

Snape was in equally bad shape; his left scapula, left femur, and right hand bones were all shattered.

The flesh that had been hit by the steel ball was completely mangled, stained with a dark purple blood.

He struggled to his feet, supporting himself with his left hand, but his left elbow suddenly buckled halfway up, and he fell back down, kicking up a small cloud of dust.

"What are you standing there for... go find someone to save you..."

John collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood as he complained to Harry.

"Ugh... Ah, ahh!! Hang in there, John! I'm going to find Mrs. Pomfrey right now!!"

Harry snapped out of his daze and scrambled toward the exit, running toward the school hospital.

Then John and Snape were left lying on the floor in the workshop, staring at each other.