Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

He could easily sell a press release to the Daily Prophet with a headline like "Shock! Gryffindor's Savior Defeated by Slytherin Rival" and make a ton of money...

"Harry Potter falls out of the playing field, Lex Hayden wins!"

Lockhart announced loudly.

"So... Professor, can you remove the curse on Potter?" Lecos asked.

"Spells?" Lockhart was a little confused. He hadn't noticed the two conflicting spells on Harry. "Are there any other spells on Harry?"

Lycos really didn't want to pay attention to him, so he looked at Snape.

Snape knew his limits after all and did not choose to let Harry continue to suffer. Instead, he nodded with a stern face.

"Finite!"

As Snape's universal breaking spell fell on Harry, the muscles in Harry's legs finally stopped twitching.

Harry and Hermione, who were standing next to Harry, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Lycos nodded slightly, and without saying anything more, walked down from the stage.

However, just as he walked past Snape, the sinister voice sounded in his ears again.

"After Duel Club is over, come to my office."

Lycos stopped in his tracks.

He turned around and looked into Snape's eyes - a look that was both cunning and calculating.

Lycos's mood sank.

He should have thought of it earlier. Why would Snape call him up to the stage and let him and Harry have an unequal contest just because he held a grudge?

Lycos suddenly realized that Snape seemed to have some doubts about him and wanted to observe and test him properly through this duel.

In order to make Lecos use his full strength, he even offered to write off all the grudges - just to let Lecos beat Harry up and use as much strength as possible.

This is a bit difficult, Lycos thought.

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Chapter 159 Elective Courses

After the Duelling Club ended, Lycos came to Snape's Potions Professor's office.

The Potions Master's office is located in the castle's basement.

This was Lycos' second time here. The office was still as dim as the last time. There were many large glass jars on the shelves along the wall, and all kinds of strange, ugly and weird things were suspended in the jars.

The only fireplace in the office was empty and dark, as if Snape didn't need to heat it in winter.

"sit."

Snape closed the door, turned around and stared at Lycos silently.

Lycos frowned slightly, his eyes swept around the office, and he barely found a relatively clean chair by the fireplace and sat down carefully.

He felt a little nervous, because he still didn't know why Snape had called him to his office... The cunning suspicion in Snape's eyes, what did he discover...

"Lex Hayden... I thought I had overestimated you as much as possible, but I didn't expect it to be too conservative."

Snape stared into Lycos's dark golden eyes and murmured softly as if in a whisper.

"Professor, what are you talking about?" Lycos adjusted his expression and skillfully put on a harmless smile.

"Don't pretend like that in front of me, it's a bummer." Snape took two steps forward, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "If my guess is correct... Dumbledore is also helping you hide it from me, right?"

The expression on Lycos's face froze.

"Tsk, I can understand that the headmaster has his own ideas..." Snape sneered, "Calling your performance on the train 'outstanding contribution to resisting the attack' sounds like there's nothing wrong with it..."

"But everyone was desperately casting spells at the time, and few people saw your movements. Those idiots probably thought that the fierce fire was resisted by everyone together... I thought so too, until I saw your duel with my own eyes today—"

Snape slowly walked over to Lycos, a gleam in his eyes flashing repeatedly.

"Silently casting spells, instantaneous spells, free control of the flame's shape and range, and the ability to distinguish friend from foe... I can't imagine where else you could learn this kind of flame, transformed by Fiendfyre."

"Tell me, what is your relationship with the Dark Lord?"

Lycos opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

That's right, Snape is only in his early thirties now, and he has not experienced Grindelwald's era personally, so it is normal that he cannot recognize the Fire Shield... He naturally thought that this advanced magic was taught to Lycos by Voldemort.

"Professor, are you kidding?" Lycos chuckled softly. "I discovered this magic myself in the restricted section of the library. What does it have to do with the Dark Lord you mentioned?"

"And I don't even know who the Dark Lord you're talking about is. Is he a very powerful dark wizard?"

Snape's face visibly fell.

"You're still pretending. Are you addicted to it?" A stern look crossed his face, and he slammed his bony hands down on the table. "You might be able to deceive others, but you can never deceive me... Your spell-casting technique is exactly the same as that person's!"

"What kind of spell casting technique?" Lycos frowned.

"Haven't you heard of... the Barnabus Finkley Award for Excellence in Spellcasting?" Snape said coldly, "The Dark Lord won that award when he was still a student..."

"And the way you hold your wand, the rhythm of your spells, and the movements you make when you cast spells are all about 70% similar to the Dark Lord."

"It's hard for me not to suspect that you are the Dark Lord's backup!"

As Snape's slightly heated words fell, the Potions Professor's office fell into silence again.

This was the first time Lycos had heard of such a prize for such a spellcasting technique.

According to Snape, the so-called Barnabus Finclay Award for Excellence in Spellcasting was actually named after the outstanding wizard of that time, Barnabus Finclay, and was awarded to those with excellent spellcasting skills.

Spell casting techniques, as the name suggests, is a general term for the various methods a wizard uses when using magic.

These include the way the wand is held, the movements of waving the wand, the frequency of spell casting, the rhythm of the duel, etc.

Snape had been with Voldemort for many years, so he was naturally very familiar with Voldemort's outstanding spellcasting skills, which had won the award. When he saw Lycos's spellcasting movements, he immediately had an association...

For the first time, Lecos discovered that the spell-casting techniques in his muscle memory were deeply influenced by Voldemort.

No wonder Snape was suspicious.

'But I'm actually a good person! I'm not the Dark Lord's backer as Snape imagined.' Lycos thought, 'Snape is also on Dumbledore's side. Would he find an excuse to secretly get rid of me?'

Thinking of this, he looked up at Snape, trying to make some excuses.

However, at this moment, Snape seemed to be completely certain of his judgment. He suddenly raised his left hand and rolled up his long and wide sleeves.

A pale red mark appeared on Snape's left forearm - it was a huge skull with a long snake spewing out of its mouth as a snake head.

That is the Dark Mark that every Death Eater must leave!

Snape suddenly poked his wand on the pattern of the Dark Mark. As he moved, the light red color gradually deepened, from light red to scarlet, then to deep red, and finally formed an inky black.

At the same time, Lycos felt a burning sensation on his left forearm.

The Dark Mark broke free and emerged from under the skin of the forearm, revealing a Dark Mark exactly the same as the one on Snape's forearm...

Snape actually used the communication function of the Dark Mark in front of Lycos, forcibly activating the Dark Mark of other people nearby, and also revealing the Dark Mark that Lycos had hidden well to Snape.

Snape reached out and pulled up Lycos's arm, looking at the black mark, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Uh..." Lycos rubbed his brow. "Professor, if I say I drew this when I was bored, would you believe me?"

"Tsk." Snape laughed coldly, "Do you believe that?"

Lycos could only let out a long sigh.

"Professor, we're on the same side. Don't shoot...oh no, don't do it." He whispered, "Why don't you ask Professor Dumbledore for the details?"

"I don't believe Dumbledore will tell the truth." Snape sneered and walked to the other side of the fireplace and sat on another chair. "I just want to know now, who are you to the Dark Lord? Can I trust you?"

It can be seen that Snape has also started role-playing...playing the role of a loyal Death Eater who was forced into Hogwarts by Voldemort and worked diligently for twelve years.

Unfortunately, Lycos was not the faction Snape had imagined.

Lycos is a spy among spies, and can always come up with more identities.

"I mean, you really can go ask Professor Dumbledore." Lycos stared into Snape's eyes and said word by word, "I'm always on your side."

Snape's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Are you sure?" His voice became trembling.

"Sure and certain." Lycos' tone was very calm.

With the sound of a chair falling over with a bang, Snape left the office without looking back, his cloak fluttering behind him, like a big bat living in the dark.

The cold wind from the corridor outside blew into the room, making Lycos shiver.

Although he and Snape were both double-agent undercover agents mediating between the Death Eaters and Hogwarts, Lycos kept his true identity a secret from Snape, and Dumbledore also helped to hide his identity.

This is all to better protect the undercover's secrets.

Even if we believe in Snape's professionalism, the more people know his identity, the more dangerous it becomes.

At the same time, Lecos was not sure whether Snape would still be willing to give everything to defeat Voldemort after learning that there were other double-faced undercover agents besides himself...

Of course, that was something Dumbledore needed to focus on.

Before Voldemort's resurrection, Lecos has at least two years to use as a buffer. He needs to improve his strength as much as possible during these two years so that he can have some power to protect himself when the danger really comes.

Thinking of this, Lecos walked out of the Potions Professor's office and closed the door gently.

"Looks like there's one more thing I need to put on the agenda... I need to deliberately change my usual spell-casting techniques."

Lycos took out Tom Riddle's diary from his snakeskin wallet, turned around and walked towards the main tower of the castle, ready to hurry to the Room of Requirement.

Regarding the question of spellcasting techniques, it seems that we can also ask the winner of the Barnabus Finkley Excellent Spellcasting Award that year and see what Tom Riddle thinks...

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The Easter holiday is coming soon.

The second-year wizards have something new to consider - they should choose their third-year courses, and this time the course selection is related to the fifth-year Ordinary Wizarding Level examination.

Therefore, course selection needs to be treated with caution.

In the Slytherin common room, there was a lot of noise as the young wizards were discussing the new elective courses.

"Lex, do you think I can drop Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Draco held up the elective course schedule and circled it with his quill in frustration. "I don't want to be a drama actor for another three years."

"That's all you can think about," Lycos said. "We have to take all the original subjects. These are the major subjects... As for the electives we have to choose, they are the five listed on that piece of paper."