Chapter 55： Severus Snape

A bit of bitterness flashed across Sean's face with his back to Slughorn.

He tucked his hands into his sleeves, then turned around, and saw Slughorn, who was originally smiling, standing in the middle of the room, and the lazy walrus-like wizard disappeared all of a sudden.

It was still Slughorn's appearance, but his eyes became indifferent and cold, his chin was slightly raised, and he looked down at Sean.

"What's the matter, sir, is there anything else?" Sean showed a puzzled expression, and usually used all his acting skills when facing girls.

He still has some fantasies.

Slughorn's bulging eyes stared straight at him. He was silent for a while, and then said in a soft voice, "A first-year little wizard knows Occlumency... No wonder, no wonder."

Sean's body tensed immediately, and the wand in his sleeve had slipped into the palm of his hand.

"I advise you not to act rashly, Wallup—sir." Slughorn looked at him indifferently.

"Professor Slughorn, can I still call you that?" Sean asked with his trademark elegant smile.

At this moment, his mind was frantically thinking about countermeasures.

First of all, who is this man disguised as Slughorn?

Tom Riddle? The first thing that came to Sean's mind was Voldemort's name, but he dismissed it immediately.

Voldemort's lifelong pursuit is immortality and power, and he will never take risks to sneak into Hogwarts with Dumbledore unless he has to.

Is that one of his Death Eaters?

Slughorn was a potions professor and could disguise himself as undiscovered. There was only one person left in Sean's mind.

Severus Snape.

Coupled with his arrogant and disdainful attitude after taking off his disguise, Sean is even more certain.

His face was quite ugly.

If the person he was facing at this time was really Snape, he would be in big trouble.

He is thoughtful and powerful, and he can't take him by surprise.

"Wallup, you're as smart as he said, not like a little wizard who just entered school." Slughorn, or rather, Snape said.

"Who? Who actually praised me secretly, I want to give him a Christmas present." The corners of Sean's mouth drew some arcs.

The other party's indifferent eyes did not fluctuate at all: "Wallup, you are indeed different. You are still procrastinating, but have you ever thought about a question?"

He got a little closer and looked at Sean condescendingly: "The calmer and better you behave, the more trouble it will bring you."

"I think I've seen it now," Sean smiled wryly, then shrugged, "but I can't live up to my talent, Professor."

"Talent?" Slughorn frowned slightly, the disdain in his eyes undisguised.

"If it wasn't for planning, do you think--are you worthy of that note?"

Sean glanced at his mouth, with such disgusting arrogance, he was sure that the other party must be Snape's old bat.

"Professor, so, in your plan, there is another item to please me?"

Snape didn't seem to like the word 'to please', and he squinted at Slughorn's face, which instead looked comical.

"In front of a person who is countless times stronger than you, you have to take advantage of your mouth. Wallup, I hate this kind of person the most." Snape's tone became more and more dangerous.

"So, what are you going to do with me?" Sean shrugged, and then showed an intriguing smile.

"You can imagine for yourself..." Snape lengthened the end of his voice.

Sean clenched the wand in his hand, and he smiled slightly: "It's probably not a good thing...Professor Snape?"

The opponent's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes became more and more dangerous.

Sean stood still and continued: "Professor Snape, have you ever wondered why I agreed to come to your office tonight?"

Even though Snape knew that Sean was probably procrastinating and making up all kinds of falsehoods, the fact that the other party called out his name already gave him a bad premonition.

Then, he saw the little wizard opposite him showing a surprised look: "You're here, Professor Dumbledore!"

Snape's body stiffened, but he didn't turn around. If Dumbledore appeared here, he would never be so calm, this kid is lying!

Although Snape reacted, his attention was really distracted for a moment.

Sean immediately took out his wand: "Protego Diabolica!"

A blue flame immediately enveloped his body.

He didn't choose offensive spells. When facing Snape, his proficiency with those spells was too low, just like the little wizard's life-threatening spell hitting Professor Moody would only cause him to bleed from his nose.

What's more, Sean can't guarantee whether Snape has any defensive magic props. In this case, protecting himself first is the most important thing Seeing the blue flame rising, Snape There was a look of disbelief in Pu's eyes, and then, with a cold look, he pulled out his wand.

A red light shot at Sean in the flame, but when the blue magic flame twisted, the light was swallowed in.

Looking at the increasingly distorted flames, Snape's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's actually true..."

In the flames, Sean had already unsecured his miniature pistol. He didn't dare to confirm whether Snape was the double agent or not. If he was loyal to Voldemort, he would be in danger today.

The gap between his own magic flame protection spell and Grindelwald is too great. Although the flame can stop the spell, it actually has a 'capacity'. After this capacity is exceeded, the magic flame protection will explode into the last fire dragon in advance to devour the enemy.

But by then, Sean would have no means of defense.

Ok? Sean narrowed his eyes.

He saw that on the opposite side of the flame, Snape's eyes flickered a few times, as if he was no longer ready to attack.

What's going on... Sean frowned.

Snape's hand holding the wand moved down slightly, as if he was about to put it down, but at this moment, he raised the wand sharply again, and then cast several consecutive spells at Sean again.

The red light was swallowed up by the magic flame again, and the flame trembled more violently.

At this moment, a voice sounded, and he laughed nervously: "Ha-Severus, you will be punished."

"You don't need to worry about it." Snape looked gloomy.

That voice brought a mocking smile: "Let me help you."

Sean's eyes widened. He saw something that passed through the flame intact and flew to his hand.