Chapter 446 Witchampwizard

Chapter 44h&wizard

"Black magic is diverse, diverse, ever-changing, and endless. Fighting against them is like fighting a multi-headed monster. As soon as one head is cut off, a new one pops up immediately, more ferocious and fierce than the original one. More cunning, you are dealing with something unpredictable and indestructible, so your defenses must be as flexible and innovative as the black magic you need to deal with."

Justin Farrelly vividly repeated to Pomona the words he heard in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson in sixth grade.

The old fool finally couldn't find even one person to apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts course, so he gave the position to Severus Snape, a potions professor who was extremely obsessed with the dark arts.

The multi-headed monster he was talking about looked like the nine-headed sea monster Hydra. It was different from the earthly python Jormungandr. It had nine heads. According to legend, it could not be killed.

Hercules smashed the eight heads of the Hydra to death with a wooden stick, and burned the newly grown heads with fire to prevent them from growing up. He then split the snake's body in half with a sword, and cut the snake's body soaked in the snake's blood. In the end, there was no cure for anyone who was struck by his sword, including Hercules himself.

"Professor?" Justin asked, "Are you listening to me?"

"Do you think Professor Snape is right?" Pomona stopped playing with the pot of mandrake and looked at the flatterer.

"I don't think there's any problem." The Muggle wizard said, "People should have the ability to be innovative and flexible."

"Don't you think he's too obsessed with dark magic?"

Justin shook his head.

"I've heard of so many things more sinister than black magic."

"Your parents want to tell you this?" she asked in surprise. She thought parents tried their best to protect their children's pure hearts.

"No, I'm watching TV." Justin said calmly. "Every day there are news reports about terrible things happening around us."

She couldn't help but think of the boy who was riding on an adult man in the bathroom. The knife in his hand made bright marks in the dark night, and there was blood on the tip of the knife.

If she had not disposed of Tobias' body and let him disappear, the news that a 13-year-old boy killed his biological father would have been broadcast on TV. That would be a very terrible thing indeed.

But if you add that the boy killed his biological father in order to protect his mother who was being abused, then he will become a less glorious little hero.

She heard the cry of a child. He was covering his ears and crying in a dark corner. The place was covered with tiles like the bathroom, and there was blood everywhere on the floor.

The blood flowing out of the body is dark red, and it will turn bright red after being diluted with water. The large pool of blood looks like a blood pool, and Irene soaked in the water looks like the legendary god of death. A vampire soaked in the blood of virgins to maintain her youthful beauty. Her eyes were wide open and she was staring at the ceiling. Her son was killing her husband because her husband planned to kill her.

The vast majority of people who kill their wives are husbands. He has so many things to do every day, and he has no time to care about what the woman is thinking.

He had no idea what his family members were thinking, so he was so shocked when he found out that his son had become a Death Eater, his daughter had eloped, and his wife had an affair.

Why isn't everyone rational and smart?

Why would someone betray?

It's all chaos.

The murder scene looked a mess, not neat and orderly at all, and it was very laborious to clean up.

She hates doing "cleaning" work, she hates being a woman, she doesn't want to tie up her waist to cater to other people's preferences, and she doesn't want to wear high heels. It looks like it will make a woman charming, but it is essentially the same as Corsets are the same and can cause harm to the body.

She was in so much pain that even if she screamed, no one would listen to her. Just like those witches who were tied to the stake, no one would help her at all.

As her soul returned to her body, she felt the feeling of another life trembling in her body again.

The moon was nearly full, and even though there were dark clouds blocking it, the bright moonlight still shone down, and there was a monster breathing heavily.

For a moment, she thought she was going to be eaten, but she was still alive and breathing.

In front of her were two arms like marble pillars. The muscles on the right arm were evenly textured and looked like an athlete. The one on the left had an ugly Dark Mark on it. It looked slightly different in color than last time. A little deeper, that's really not a good sign.

"You're bleeding," he gasped.

"Thank you for informing me." She said calmly. Her moon cycle has arrived again, two days earlier than usual, which is almost like a werewolf transformation. It may not be exactly the full moon. It may be earlier or later. That day will come. I would be particularly upset before, and women know that feeling best.

He sighed and lay down next to him, and then he started smoking again, enjoying the relaxing and comfortable philosopher's time.

"The boys must be disappointed that I am a female dean." She said sadly. "Hannah likes you very much. Maybe the girls also hope to have a male dean."

"Billy is also a man. He almost burned down the Great Hall." Severus said sarcastically. "He has never thought about who set the fire."

Compared with men, women are easier to control. A stable life is what they desire most. There is not much ambition and revenge. They are most suitable to be the dean of Hufflepuff Academy, which has the largest number of people.

"Can you help Justin?" she pleaded. "He's smart enough to be in the Law Enforcement Division."

Severus laughed.

"Do you know what your request sounded like? Don't you feel dirty?"

"You said it, why don't you get some benefits for yourself when fulfilling your obligations? Am I a fast learner? Professor?"

"You chose your way, and I chose mine. We are like railroad tracks at an intersection. After a brief encounter, we parted ways." He looked at a point in the void and blew out a puff of smoke. "Will you mourn for me?" "

She didn't quite understand what he meant, but she understood the last sentence.

"Yes, I will," she said, "but I would rather die with you."

"You're a fool."

"Tonks and Lupin, Lily and James, they are lucky and don't have to experience life and death. I'm afraid of pain, Sev."

"You never called me that."

"I just want to try." She said helplessly, "If you don't like it, I won't bark like that in the future."

"What do you call a stupid dog? Padfoot?"

"No, I just called him Sirius."

"I call him Black, and you will call him the same from now on."

"He's dead."

"Me too." He said ruthlessly, "You don't have any regrets at all? When you closed the door in my face, you did it for a group of people who don't love you at all. As you said, they want you to It’s a man who abandoned me.”

she cried.

"If Justin really wants to play adult games, let him come to see me. Even if he is applying for a job, he must go through an interview. You can't have everything ready for him to pick up."

"Why are you so fierce?"

"That's how the male dean is. Unlike you, I am kind to everyone and can accept all kinds of people. I don't need an emotional fool. I can't control my emotions and can be easily irritated by the smallest things. I am weak. I’m so vulnerable that I just think about those messy affairs all day long.”

"Why do you say that about people from my college!"

"Are you a fool?"

"You just said I was a fool!"

Snotlout's tongue looked like it had been bitten by a cat.

"You are worse than a dog. The dog can put on the sweater I knitted and won't be picky. You actually faded it. It's the dog waiting for me to come home, not me waiting for you to come home. Yesterday I moved my clothes I have such a heavy suitcase and you don’t even help me carry it. , do you really think of me as Abigail!" She hit him with the pillow on the bed. "Why don't you learn from Filius? When Sybil left school, he used the levitating spell to help her carry the box! The gentlemanly demeanor is all fake!”

Facing a soft witch who spends all her time studying how to make delicious sponge cakes, the wizard who swings his black robe and strides around the school can only be beaten.

"You are pretending to be cool, you keep pretending, keep pretending!" She provoked, and finally pissed him off.

He tickled her like a tickling charm, making her laugh.