Chapter 10: Scattered! what happened to you? Spotty?

"Fear is coming!" Ivan waved his magic wand and pointed it on Scaly's head.

"Squeak! Squeak... Squeak..."

As soon as the spell came into effect, the gray-black mouse immediately went mad, his closed eyes blazed for an instant, and his mouth screamed with red ears.

Immediately after kicking his powerful claws on the table, the whole mouse rolled off the table like flying, knocking down a lot of cups and decorations along the way, and scurrying in the bedroom.

Ivan finally let go of seeing the effect so well.

Unexpectedly, the principle of the fear curse is the opposite of the principle of calling the gods. The latter requires the operator to recall good and happy things, while the former requires the operator to imagine a terrible event or experience into the mind of the person being operated on. .

is like a reverse mindset, or a horror plus version...

When cast a spell on Shaban, Ivan conceived a scene where Shaban was chased by a black dog.

Perhaps it was because Shaban was in his sleep before casting the spell, the power of the fear spell was combined with his sleep, and the effect of this black magic was much stronger than Ivan had imagined.

While Ivan was still happy about successfully releasing the Fear Curse, Ron and Harry, who had heard the noise in the lounge, also rushed in at this time.

Looking at a messy dormitory, Harry almost thought he was in the wrong place, and was about to ask questions, but Ron saw the gray-black mice running around in the dormitory...

"Oh, no! Zebra... Zebra! What's wrong with you? Zebra..." Ron yelled in a crushing voice, and rushed into the dormitory after a few quick steps, and rushed to Neville's bed, trying to catch him just running past. Gray-black mouse.

But at this time, Scabbard was very frightened by Ivan's magic. He regarded Ron as the black dog in his dream, and with a "swish", he went under the bed from the gap between the edge of the bed, making it easy for Ron to find it for a while. ..

"Ivan, what happened here?" Harry looked at Ivan who was staying at the table.

"I'm just practicing the spell here." Ivan shrugged, and then said with a slight guilty conscience. "Just as you see, there may be a small accident..."

Harry looked at Ron, who got under the table and was so ashamed by the mouse that he had found nothing. He felt that the accident was not small at all, so he finally sighed helplessly.

"Then we might have to catch mice all night."

"It would be nice if we could skip this morning. Snape, the professor of the potions class, is the dean of Slytherin. George told me that let's be careful..."

In the corridor of the aisle, Ron and Ivan talked about the gossip they had heard from their two older brothers, and they did not forget to feed the spot on the right hand.

"Isn't it? Professor McGonagall is also the dean, I haven't seen her favoritism." Hermione couldn't help but retorted.

"I'm not the only one who thinks so... Many senior Gryffindors say so!" Ron was very disdainful of Hermione's rhetoric. and turned to face Harry and Yi. Fan said.

"Do you think that is the case too? Professor Snape has been so dark all day, and there are even rumors in the school that Professor Snape used to be a dark wizard..."

When talking about the rumors, Ron obviously lowered his voice so as not to be heard by others.

"Impossible, Professor Dumbledore wouldn't let a dark wizard come to the academy." Harry shook his head.

Although Harry felt that Professor Snape who taught the potions class seemed to dislike him at the banquet at the beginning of school, but in the past few days at school, teaching professors in various subjects has been quite good.

No matter how bad Snape is, it won’t go bad...

Hermione also nodded again and again, and Ron had no choice but to turn his head to look at Ivan.

At this time, Ivan was holding a multi-flavored bean and teasing Scaly, when he heard a few people talking, he glanced at Harry and said.

"Professor Snape's needle is not aimed at Gryffindor, I don't know, but it must be aimed at us."

At this point, Ivan is also a little depressed. It is impossible for him to get an excellent evaluation in Snape's class.

After all, I love the house and the crow, and hate the house and the crow. Even if Snape gave him a bad review after class, Ivan would not be surprised.

Harry was seen by Ivan a little inexplicably, I really didn't understand what Ivan meant.

"Are you saying that Professor Snape hates Harry?" Hermione frowned, guessing what Ivan was thinking from the look at Harry before.

Ivan admired Hermione's tact in his heart, but he couldn't tell the truth, so he shook his head. "I'm just skeptical, don't you think that Professor Snape looks something wrong every time he looks at Harry?"