Chapter 149 How long can I live, Professor?

Pull out your wand and fight someone.

Still with Porter.

This was something that Snape had always held a grudge against, something that was rooted in his heart like a stone.

Now that the dream has come true, I should be cheering and ecstatic, but why can't I even have the strength to hold the wand tightly, let alone lift it?

Snape forced himself to look at Harry.

The face is almost exactly the same as that of "James Potter", except his expression is different. This child is just unlucky and inherited that guy's appearance. He should be more like his mother.

"Pull out your wand, Snape." Harry slowly walked towards him with his sword, the tip of the sword getting closer and closer, pressing against his throat.

The white sword blade reflected his face without any color.

Snape was silent and didn't say a word.

"Hurry up, please?" Harry urged him, "Have you turned into your favorite troll?"

"My mind is empty, worse than Sirius. I forgot that the wizard still has a wand and can cast spells?"

Snape lowered his hands, shook his head, and said in a painful voice, "No, I can't."

He had already prepared.

Killed by Lily's child.

"This is nothing like you." Harry let go of his wrist, and the sword followed Snape's robe and touched his chest, accurately cutting only the clothes without hurting the skin, "When will you be able to do this?"

So indecisive?"

"I'm sorry." Snape tilted his head and sounded timid.

"I am not only Lily Potter's child." Harry interrupted again, "I am also James Potter's child."

"It's the Potter child you hate the most."

Snape's expression finally showed some reaction, which made him hold the wand, but after much hesitation, he still couldn't pull it out.

"We need a resolution." Harry took two steps back, "If you can't make up your mind, then I'll help you."

He suddenly raised his wand.

No mantras were recited.

The silent golden bell.

Snape had no defense. He hung upside down and his robes fell down.

The divine edge is invisible!

Almost instantly, he reacted instinctively, drew out his wand, and pointed it at James' face.

The invisible blade was swung out, and Harry turned his head to dodge. He deliberately did not dodge completely. The spell rubbed his cheek, leaving a narrow wound and bleeding.

"That's it." Harry whistled and raised his wand.

The dead wood washed away by the current by the river twisted and turned into two huge snakes, which swiped at Snape fiercely, leaving no trace of strength left.

The divine edge is invisible!

Snape hung upside down in the air, his expression twisted, and the curse cut off the heads of the giant snakes. They hit the ground, and almost instantly, they twisted into a ball of small snakes, surging fiercely, forming a bridge, and headed towards Snape.

Pu continued to bite.

Black flames ignited.

It's Li Huo!

It greedily devoured all deformed creations and burned them completely.

"Do you remember anything now?" Harry asked him.

Snape gritted his teeth.

On that day eighteen years ago, at the Black Lake, there were also these two spells.

"Potter." Snape's tone gradually became calmer. He raised his wand and extinguished the fire. In just a few moments, the land was burned to desolation.

The little wizards by the lake screamed and ran away in fear. Hermione and Ron also stepped back and looked at Harry worriedly.

Harry said no more.

Raise your wand.

The clouds are misty.

Thick fog surged out and covered the sky. It was even bigger than last year in the school auditorium, almost submerging half of the black lake.

The cloud and mist spell is also a type of weather spell.

"It seems that your brain is not working well." Snape reluctantly sneered, "The tactical choices are even worse than your last year."

The curse stops!

Hurricane spell!

Two consecutive spells swept away the fog, and the transformation spell twisted the charcoal on the ground that had not yet been burned. They turned into strips of cloth, fluttering, wreaking havoc to capture Harry's traces.

call out--

Almost at the same time, a firework exploded in his face.

Produced by the Weasley Brothers.

His face was covered with ketchup.

Alder!

A huge wave of air rolled in, blowing away flakes and making Snape stagger. Before he could deal with what was on his face, his senses were pierced, and danger was approaching.

He waved his magic wand.

The robe on his body expanded and became a two-meter-thick cushion around his body.

Harry's sword failed to pierce it.

Thunderbolt explosion!

The soft deformed creation exploded, and Harry continued to press forward, swinging and slashing.

Snape dodged in a very embarrassed manner, with only the ketchup on his eyelids being cleaned. As he dodged, his face was stained with charcoal ash and dirt, and his robes were torn into pieces and messy in the wind.

"Why didn't you fight back?" Harry stared at him, "With your ability, you had at least six chances to fight back just now."

Snape didn't say anything, but continued to cast the Transformation Curse, turning out soft, non-threatening strips of cloth, which he danced around again and again, trying to tie up Harry.

Harry stopped.

Snape also stopped.

"Aren't you very curious as to why I asked my godfather to buy so many materials?" Harry said slowly.

Snape's face changed slightly.

Harry took out a bottle of potion from his hat, a dark purple one.

Snape's pupils shrank suddenly.

Thunderbird blood, loba venom, oleander sap

He could tell almost immediately what kinds of poisons were used in this bottle of potion.

Harry unscrewed the bottle cap and breathed out.

Snape's face became even more distorted.

It is even more vicious than what I first observed. It is almost entirely made up of various toxic substances. Those things, taken individually, can easily kill a wizard, but now they are mixed together in an orderly manner.

.

"Potter, what are you doing!" Snape gritted his teeth. He raised his wand and pointed it at Harry's hand. "Twist the cork back!"

"Have you finally remembered to attack?" Harry smiled softly, "You are the Potions Master, you should be able to see what materials I used?"

"Now the question is, how long will it take for a normal person to die after drinking this bottle of magic potion?"

ten minutes?

five minutes?

even faster

Thunderbolt explosion!

Snape vaguely guessed what Harry might do, but he didn't dare to think about it, let alone witness it with his own eyes. He cast instant spells, violent spells, and rushed straight towards the bottle of potion without mercy.

Armor protection!

Harry reacted quickly and the spell bounced off.

He drank the thunder potion in one gulp, and Snape watched helplessly, unable to do anything to stop him.
To be continued...