The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 144, Second Level: The Reason Snape Hates Jericho

"Severus Snape!" Dracula said with a wicked smile. "My dear Jericho, I've read his mind and discovered that he's still hung up on you."

"Professor Snape...still thinking about Blanche?" Lilith's expression turned strange. What do you mean by "still thinking about someone? There will be a response!"

Jericho, on the other hand, remained relatively calm, a flash of realization crossing his eyes.

"From the first time I met Coach Si, I had a feeling that Coach Si didn't like me."

“That makes sense,” Moriarty said to Jericho. “Since Professor Snape became Head of Slytherin, he has almost never deducted any Slytherin credits, except for the first Potions class, where he took three points from you.”

"Yes," Jericho gave a wry smile, "I dared not speak, much less ask. Luckily, I had the gentleman sitting next to me, allowing me to get the potion for free."

"You should be glad you didn't ask, otherwise it wouldn't just be a matter of losing credits," Dracula seemed very interested in the topic, his voice becoming more sinister: "You're a lot like Snape's nemesis James Potter, you're both equally arrogant—Jellicoe, don't deny it, although I haven't gotten to know you, I can sense that you're not a good kid!"

"Without Moriarty, you might be the strongest in Slytherin. You..."

Lilith interrupted Dracula, "Him? Without Moriarty, the strongest in Slytherin is definitely me!"

"Heh heh, if you weren't at Hogwarts, I wouldn't have come to England at all." Jericho chuckled, his meaning ambiguous, it was unclear whether he was referring to Lilith or Dracula.

"Shut up!" Dracula couldn't take it anymore and roared, "Listen to me!"

Snape thought Jericho and James Porter were very similar: they were both arrogant, loved to show off, loved to boast, and were both athletically outstanding.

Dear Jericho, have you noticed? Snape saw right through you!

"So what? And who is James Potter?" A look of confusion flashed across Jericho's face. As a true American, he didn't know James Potter, nor did he know about the love-hate relationship between Snape and James.

"Wait a minute, there seems to be an Auror named Potter in the U.S. Ministry of Magic..." Jericho's expression was gloomy, his brows furrowing unconsciously, clearly showing his displeasure.

"What does it matter to me which Potter it is?" Jericho drew his wand, sparks flying from its tip. "Dracula, let's begin the second game."

"Don't rush," Dracula deliberately teased Jericho, "The second game is related to Snape's past, and it's a two-player game I've carefully prepared for you!"

First, you must know why Snape hated James Potter.

During Snape's time at school, James Potter and his Gryffindor friends relentlessly bullied him! They even stole Snape's sweetheart, Miss Lily Evans.

Jericho stared wide-eyed at Moriarty, his movements so exaggerated he nearly twisted his neck.

Moriarty nodded expressionlessly, and Snape's scars were reopened.

Lilith sighed: "James Potter and Lily Potter were killed by the Dark Lord, and their son was named Harry Potter. I think you've heard of that name before."

"Savior?" Jericho asked casually.

Lilith raised her beautiful eyebrows, her voice unconsciously rising, "How could a newborn baby possibly kill the Dark Lord?"

"This was mostly orchestrated by Dumbledore's people. The darkness Voldemort brought to the wizarding world has not yet dissipated, and wizards desperately need a pillar of confidence. 'Harry the Savior' is undoubtedly a ray of sunshine to dispel the gloom, and the Ministry of Magic is obviously happy to see it."

Moriarty offered his analysis, and Lilith nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing that the topic had been steered astray by Moriarty and his two companions, Dracula roared like a madman!

"Jellicoe, listen up! You're too much like James. Snape doesn't hate you, he hates students like you."

Don't expect men to be tolerant in this kind of thing, right? I understand him quite well, and I also feel sorry for him.

So? I've swayed his mind. From the very beginning of the game, in Snape's eyes, you're no longer his student Jericho Blanche, but James Potter!

Can you imagine what Snape would do to you?

Don't worry, I won't let him attack you. I'll give you a flying broom. You can only fly above the hall. You can use magic to fight back, but you can't leave the broom!

The condition for victory is to take the Golden Snitch from Snape!

Dracula finished speaking in one breath and then manipulated Snape to walk towards Moriarty and the other two. Snape held his wand in his right hand and tightly gripped the Golden Snitch in his left.

"It's my turn, Professor Snape." Jericho carefully straightened his collar, trousers, and robe hem, then smiled slightly at his companions, head held high, and walked toward Snape.

"Flying broomstick, here it comes!"

Jericho shouted, and a Nimbus 1700 flew out of the Slytherin common room and into his hand.

"Take off, Professor Snape!" Jericho mounted his broomstick, swung his right arm at Snape like a cowboy on horseback, and said, "No wizard dislikes Quidditch. Don't let a rival in love keep you from playing Quidditch. I'll take you to the pitch more often in the future. Life is about movement!"

Jericho's answer was a green curse!

"Extremely painful!"

The thick, sharp, and swift magical light, imbued with intense hatred, terrified Jericho.

Jericho knew he couldn't stop it, so he quickly put his hands on the broom handle and pressed down hard. With a "whoosh," he flew down, his scalp brushing against the magic light.

"I won't stand on ceremony, Professor!"

Hiding XZ wasn't Jericho's style. He used the Lansky feint and rushed towards the ground. Snape's spells chased after him, but they couldn't hit Jericho. They all hit the ground and made crackling explosions.

"A dragon has emerged from its cave!"

Snape suddenly erupted, summoning a huge black snake as thick as a bowl!

The black snake leaped up and soared into the air. Jericho flew very low, and the black snake's tail lashed out at him fiercely!

"Professor, you're ruthless!" Jericho quickly adjusted his body, now standing on the broom handle with both feet!

Snape was clearly taken aback by Jericho's skill, and he stammered, "Impossible... How could you possibly know this move?"

Jericho knew that Snape mistook him for James Potter.

This is an opportunity!

"Professor? I'm Jericho Branch! Not James Potter!" Jericho made a face at Snape. "Can you see me? Can you hear me? Professor! I know you can tell the difference between me and James!"

James is a Gryffindor, and I am a Slytherin! You are a Slytherin too!

Remember? We are all Slytherin students, we are the heirs of Slytherin!

By the end, Jericho had reached the ground. His words had worked; Snape's expression changed drastically. He clutched his head, his brow furrowed, clearly struggling.

Seeing this, Dracula quickly increased the output of the virus magic and once again controlled Snape to unleash a Cruciatus Curse!

The curse came crashing down on Jericho, who was both startled and frightened. He was too close to the ground to lift the broom!

What should I do?

I'm dying?

I haven't achieved my dream yet!

I haven't yet teamed up with my husband to win seven consecutive Slytherin titles!

I haven't represented the United States in the Quidditch World Cup yet!

I haven't yet looked up at the magical sky with my husband!

I……

In an instant, Jericho thought of many things, countless images popped into his mind, waves of resentment surged into his heart, his nose tingled, and a surge of heat burst forth from his heart!

"Dimoaka!" Jericho roared, clamping the broom handle between his feet and leaping upwards like a streak of white light, barely dodging the Crucifixion.

Now Jericho isn't riding a broom anymore; he's flying with a broom in his hand!

Moriarty narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Jericho mastered a simplified version of the flight spell, eliminating the need for incantation and enabling him to take off instantly.

"Professor Snape! I must take you to a Quidditch game!"

Having learned the Flying Charm, Jericho grew increasingly confident. He glided rapidly in the low sky, so fast that Snape would circle around and turn his head, but Snape couldn't find Jericho.

However, Jericho managed to hit Snape precisely, shouting, "Expelliarmus!"

Thanks to his extensive Quidditch experience, Jericho disarmed Snape, causing Snape to lose his balance, and Jericho seized the opportunity to rush over!

"Give it to me!"

Jericho leaped from the ground to Professor Snape's side and snatched the Golden Snitch away!

Like a Seeker catching the Golden Snitch, he gripped the snitch and shouted, "Dracula, I've won the second challenge!"

(End of this chapter)