Chapter 323 Hogwarts Four Months Later

Monday morning, March 13, 1994, light wind.

More than four months have passed since the Christmas holidays, and the weather in Hogwarts has gradually become milder, the snow has melted into the ground, and the buds have poked their heads out.

In the same ten days, the second game of the Triwizard Tournament will also usher in.

After a whole cold winter, the little wizards have been particularly fond of staying outside the castle recently, lying on the grass beside the black lake, lazily basking in the sun.

But this kind of love does not include attending classes.

At this moment, there is a group of distinct half-sized wizards standing on the lawn. Judging from the colors of the costume designers, you can tell at a glance that these people are from Gryffindor and Slytherin.

At this moment, Harry was looking at the figure walking in the distance with despair, the large black robe, the always greasy hair, and the never-ending venomous tongue...

More than half a year has passed, and he still can't figure out what kind of injury Professor Lu Ping suffered. He always has to take a few days off every month to rest.

If possible, he would really like to switch Snape and Professor Lupin so that he could have fewer Potions lessons every month.

Regarding Snape, Harry felt inexplicably complicated. It was undeniable that Snape was the person he should be most grateful to, whether it was for the Occlumency technique or for his subsequent treatment.

But no matter how much kindness he showed, he couldn't withstand the other party's ridicule and targeting day after day. Reason told him to be grateful to Snape, but whenever the other party sprayed venom wantonly, he couldn't help but have the urge to take action. .

Yes, take action. After the Christmas vacation, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class has also undergone major reforms. Dark creatures and methods of dealing with them are no longer explained in the classroom as usual.

Instead, like the Magical Creatures Care class, classes were held outdoors, and the content transitioned from theory to practice, and even dueling skills and emergency response were taught.

In short, the changes in the curriculum have given all the little wizards at Hogwarts an inexplicable confidence, and everyone looks like a master of duels.

Especially the carrying of wands. In the past, there were many kinds of carrying wands, such as those in pockets, those on waists, those on ears, and even those that were forgotten in the dormitory.

But now, everyone uniformly puts the wand in the sleeve of the robe. As long as they flick their wrist slightly, the wand will be held in their hands immediately.

Developing such a habit is not only a requirement of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but also Filch's indiscriminate spot checks.

With the permission of Professor McGonagall, Filch has the right to randomly check whether young wizards carry standard wands.

As long as you are found to be carrying illegally, you will basically be deducted points, and those who do it frequently will be punished by being imprisoned.

In short, everything seems to be changing subtly.

Back to business.

Snape stepped in front of everyone, with no trace of emotion in his indifferent eyes.

"The spell we learned today - the Locking Tongue Charm."

"Even dark wizards usually shout out spells during battles, relying on words to drive emotions, and relying on emotions to strengthen the power of spells. Therefore, sealing the opponent's tongue is a necessary means."

Snape's tone was full of sarcasm as always, but it was undeniable that the lecture content was full of useful information. Although it seems to be introducing the locking tongue curse, what is it actually?

With a little effort, you will find that there are techniques to mobilize emotions and enhance the power of spells.

Of course, apart from Hermione who was thoughtful, everyone else in Gryffindor was already focused on the effect of the spell.

"...The locking tongue spell can stick a person's tongue to the roof of the mouth. It is not as gentle as 'silent', which is exactly what I hope."

Snape said it seemingly casually, but his eyes were fixed on a boy who once had a scar on his forehead.

The Locking Tongue Curse, like the Shadowless Blade, was a curse invented by Snape alone.

Magic seems to love such obsessive people very much. As long as they can focus, these people can often achieve amazing achievements.

"Now I need someone to come up and be my assistant to show you the effects of this spell. So, Potter..."

Although he had expected it, Harry still had a little extravagant hope before every roll call. Maybe Snape would forget about him today...

"Dude, don't go. The old bat has no good intentions." Ron grabbed Harry's wrist and whispered weakly.

"Ron, do I have the right to refuse?" Harry shook off Ron's hand.

Looking at his friend's expression as if he was on the execution ground, Ron's lips slightly opened, but he didn't say anything.

He knew that what Harry said was right. They had no right to refuse, because if they refused, Snape would take even more severe revenge. This had already been proven.

Rather than doing this, it would be better to let Snape vent his anger at the beginning, so that at least the second half of the class would be relatively peaceful.

On the other side, in the Slytherin team, Malfoy was unwilling to stand alone and said: "Pote, thank you for your selfless dedication."

What he got in response was Harry's glare.

And Snape seemed to be waiting for this scene. Before Harry could react, he heard the nightmare sound again.

"Potter's selflessness earns him one point from Gryffindor. However, for ignoring his classmates' thanks and showing rudeness, Gryffindor loses five points."

"It's like this again..." Harry clenched his hands, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down his mood.

Now Snape is no longer satisfied with simply deducting points, but always uses this method of plus and minus to humiliate him every time.

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A few minutes later.

Seeing Harry's face turn red, Snape calmly waved his wand to undo the spell.

Regarding the invention of the Locking Tongue Curse, he had not told anyone the corresponding story, because this curse was invented for another Potter - James Potter.

He was stopped by four people in public, his wand was disarmed, he was hung upside down by a golden clock, and under the gaze of his beloved girl and other passers-by, he had his pants stripped off by another Potter, ridiculed, abused, and humiliated...

Snape would never forget Old Potter's smug expression at that time. What made him even more unforgettable was that this scene was also seen by Lily...

After unlocking Harry's tongue locking spell and looking into those emerald green eyes, Snape felt that the pleasure of revenge just now disappeared in an instant.

"Now, work in pairs. Practice the locking tongue spell with each other..."

Following Snape's order, the young wizards immediately began to form teams in an orderly manner, and seemed to be accustomed to this.

…

"Harry, are you okay? We'll find Professor McGonagall after class. Old Bat, this is murder!"

Ron was still teaming up with Harry. At this moment, he looked at Harry who was gasping for air and felt inexplicably distressed.

"It's useless, Snape is within the rules." Although he was still a little short of breath, Harry knew clearly in his heart that there was no use asking Professor McGonagall about this matter.

Even if you know you are being targeted, as long as you are within the teaching rules and there is no irreversible harm.

So Professor McGonagall, who is based on the principle of fairness, will not stand up for them, because the rules are the rules.