Chapter 32:32: Lots of nonsense! Furious Snape!
The curtains on the windows are tightly closed.
Teared oilcloths and messy corpses were scattered all over the house. If he hadn't clearly known that this was a leisure house under his own name, Snape would have definitely thought that he had mistakenly entered the lair of a dark wizard.
"You are saying that you were walking on the street and accidentally bumped into a dark wizard, and a note fell out of the dark wizard's body."
"And this note happened to record a black magic, but you didn't see it. Just out of curiosity, you accidentally learned the black magic recorded on it?"
Snape stared at Ian with his sinister eyes. His face looked as ugly as a piece of crumpled paper, and his brows were twisted into an unsolvable knot.
“Yes, that’s what happened.”
Ian nodded his head like a rattle.
"Professor, I am innocent, I am the victim. My young mind was so frightened that I couldn't sleep well last night!" Ian had already opened his green eyes as wide as possible.
His words are of course half true and half false.
Even if he is not a young wizard born and raised in the wizarding world, Ian also knows that books like "Advanced Black Magic Revealed" are almost equivalent to a certain moral merit in the wizarding world.
Say it was given to him by Aurora?
Leaving aside whether you can remove yourself in this way, the limited-edition learning textbook will definitely be confiscated, and you may not be held responsible for contacting "The Secret of Advanced Black Magic"!
After all.
Aurora had a grandfather named Grindelwald.
He didn't!
Aurora's possession of "Advanced Black Magic Revealed" can be called a family origin, and if he holds "Advanced Black Magic Revealed", he will probably be beaten into the second generation of Voldemort!
“I didn’t expect that this place was once a cemetery. Professor, you don’t know. When those corpses crawled out from under the floor, I was almost scared out of my mind!”
Ian continued to be miserable in an exaggerated tone, trying to make himself appear innocent.
However.
Snape obviously didn't like this.
"Kid, do you think I'm as easy to fool as the children in the orphanage?" Snape's face was still ugly, and his voice sounded a bit gritty.
“Do you think dark wizards are everywhere?”
He obviously didn’t believe Ian’s lies.
"It must be a dark wizard. I also met one when I was in London. He has been following me and wants to arrest me for doing evil research. I'm sure it's the same one who appears in the village!"< br>
Ian wanted to strengthen the credibility of his story, so he brought up what he had experienced.
I never thought about it.
Snape's expression turned even uglier.
"Shut up! You idiot!"
He scolded Ian directly.
"Tell me the truth!"
The sense of oppression exuded by Snape increased a lot.
“It’s really like this…”
Ian’s confidence started to run low. There was no way he could be helped. Before he traveled through time, he was just a clean college student. The kind who even set up a stall selling jelly during the summer vacation and was tricked by others using fake banknotes.
If Snape hadn't sensed some emotions again due to his violent mood swings after his sudden intrusion, he might not have dared to continue to insist on his own rhetoric.
"Do you think I would believe that without anyone teaching you, a little wizard who came out of a Muggle orphanage and doesn't even know anything about magic, can teach yourself a complex black magic?"
" Oh, the Corpse Control Curse is such a level of magic that even fourth- and fifth-year students dare not say that they can learn it in just a few days!"
Snape revealed! A sarcastic sneer.
"Perhaps you do have some gifts from God, a natural legilimens..." Snape began to walk back and forth in the shabby living room.
His eyes were fixed on Ian from beginning to end, "But there are many, many more talented people in this world than you. Don't you think you can be more talented than the mysterious man?" Awesome? ”
Standard Snape-esque yin and yang.
“I didn’t say that, Professor.”
Ian retorted in a low voice.
"It seems that you have read your "History of Magic" textbook these days and know who the mysterious man is... That's good." Snape continued to observe Ian's reaction.
Suddenly.
He changed the topic again and raised his voice.
"In this case, you shouldn't use your monster-like brain to make up such stupid lies in an attempt to make me believe that you can do things that even the mysterious man cannot."< br>
"I can tell you directly that at your age, You-Know-Who doesn't know this kind of black magic." Snape's eyes were as vicious as if he wanted to eat Ian alive. "Hiss, do you know the true identity of the mysterious man?"
Ian tried to change the subject with shock.
But Snape still didn't take the bait.
He still looked at Ian fiercely.
“I can definitely send you to Azkaban now and let the Aurors use your proud Legilimency to dig out your secrets, and then you will stay there with the camera for the rest of your life. "The ghost life."
"The reason why I didn't do this was to give you a chance... You have to understand that it was my status as a Hogwarts student that allowed me to give you such a chance. !”
Snape threatened Ian fiercely.
"Professor, I don't want to go to Azkaban."
Ian looked at Snape in panic.
This can be considered a half-truth and half-false pretense.
Panic is definitely panic.
But he is not worried about being sent to Azkaban - he is not a fool, of course he can see that there must be some kind of relationship between him and Snape.
If not.
Not to mention the money, the arrangement of accommodation, and being able to take him to Diagon Alley to buy some second-hand teaching materials, I am afraid that Snape was in a good mood that day.
"If you don't want to go to jail, then tell me who taught you dark magic."
Snape stared at Ian.
"It's a dark wizard. He had a note and dropped it in front of me."
Ian still insisted on his original statement. He had no choice but to part with "The Secret of Advanced Dark Arts" that Grindelwald personally annotated.
Knowledge is guiltless!
“Bang!”
Snape was so angry that he slapped his hand on the table.
"Okay! Very good! You think that if I can't find the dark wizard, I can't verify your ridiculous claims, right?" Snape seemed to have something else in his mouth when he spoke. thing.
Gritting his teeth.
The bytes seem to be squeezed out from between the teeth.
“I’m telling the truth.”
Ian once again acted innocently, with a bit of confusion.
Hmm.
The truth is indeed the truth, but it is not the whole truth, and some artistic modifications are added... How can this not be called the truth?
"You smart brat!"
Snape sneered.
Soon.
I saw him grabbing some paper and pen on the table and writing a lot of things on the paper.
"What are you doing?"
Ian asked curiously.
“This is a note dropped by the dark wizard. Come on, Mr. Prince, prove that you are more powerful than You-Know-Who, and maybe even more powerful than Dumbledore... …God! Fu!”
Snape handed the paper to Ian.
The voice was extremely strange.
His eyes also became playful and mocking.
“Are you teaching me magic?”
Ian’s eyes lit up.
Immediately looked eagerly at the paper in my hand.
As expected.
The note did record a detailed principle of magic.
(End of this chapter)