In the following days, Weston's life has been very stable, studying, eating, resting, and reading.
Some people say that the most difficult thing in the world is to do simple things over and over again. Weston in his previous life understood this deeply and even regarded this sentence as the truth.
However, when it comes to learning magic, Weston feels that this is completely nonsense and of no use at all. There are new gains every day and you can feel your progress every day, so how can it be difficult or boring?
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Interest is your greatest teacher! Weston sighed.
Today, something happened at Flitwick's family, so his teacher changed a little.
Looking at the tall and thin figure in front of him, Weston almost groaned.
Merlin, how could it be this guy!
The trademark greasy hair, sallow skin, big aquiline nose, and empty black eyes. Who else could it be if it wasn’t Snape?!
"It seems that Mr. Delacour has some unflattering opinions about me?" Snape whispered, "Maybe our first class can be changed, for example, so that you can learn respect?"
Weston smiled awkwardly and subconsciously wanted to refute, but Snape did not give him this chance.
"Take out your wand!" Snape narrowed his glasses and had a sinister smile on his lips, "I don't want to repeat it a second time!"
"Okay, Professor!" Weston nodded helplessly, and then slowly took out his wand.
As soon as he got the wand, a red light rushed towards him.
Weston subconsciously blocked it with his wand. As a result, a strong force seemed to hit his hand directly, causing him to let go of his hand involuntarily.
The wand flew away, and so did Weston!
"Get up!" Snape shouted coldly, "Is your mind in the dormitory? Or have you forgotten all the magic you learned?"
I knew it was nothing good! Weston stood up with difficulty, trotted over, picked up the wand from the ground, raised it and pointed it at Snape, his eyes full of vigilance.
"That's pretty cool!" Snape sneered, "Remember, no matter what, the wand can never leave your side! This is the first point I want to teach you!"
Weston nodded, but his vigilance did not diminish at all.
Sure enough, Snape spoke again, "And the second point is how to fight!"
"Come on, boy, cast your spell on me! Quick!"
Are you just pretending to be beaten? Weston guessed Snape's thoughts and suddenly felt a little angry. I can't beat you, so why can't I scare you to death?
"Split into pieces!" Weston roared loudly, and a white light quickly flew out from the tip of the staff and fired towards Snape.
Snape raised the corner of his mouth and ducked away. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a "boom", and the loud noise echoed throughout the classroom.
A huge hole was blown out of the wall.
Snape fell silent, and his eyes when looking at Weston became strange.
Let you scare me! Weston thought with some pride, but after being looked at by Snape for a long time, he felt inexplicably guilty.
"So, do you want to kill me?" Snape asked in a hoarse voice, with a vicious meaning in his empty eyes, "Or...Professor Flitwick only taught you
A curse without teaching you how to use your brain?"
Weston just said sorry, and then let Snape mock him, as if he was forcing others to be strong, and the bright moon shines on the river.
Seeing that Weston had no intention of arguing, and the apologetic look on his face was very strong, Snape snorted coldly and let him go.
"You don't need to learn any magic before you learn to control your magic!" Snape said.
The next day, the course changed and became a silent spell practice class.
To be honest, Weston really admired the level of this arrogant person, especially when he successfully cast the silent version of the floating spell for the first time. He clearly realized that the magic power consumption of casting the silent spell was higher than the sound one.
more than three times.
Should I say he deserves to be Snape? I understood the crux of the Obscurus for the first time!
I have been practicing silent spells for several days, and after I can successfully cast several spells I have learned with silent spells, the combat class begins again...
"I said, if you don't learn to make progress, you're going to suffer a lot!" Snape said.
Weston couldn't remember how many times he had been knocked down.
He had no shortage of magic power. As for spells, although he didn't know many, he knew more than ten. Even so, he still had almost no resistance in front of Snape.
It's not that Weston is too weak, it's that Snape is too strong!
Snape's fighting style was really like running water. The spell seemed to be given life in his hands. There were no gestures. It was as if a spell was cast with a wave of the wand. The frequency was surprisingly high.
However, Weston did not gain anything at all.
Although he did not learn any new spells, his grasp of the rhythm of combat has indeed improved a lot. Just like Snape's fighting style, the connection between spells is also a science.
How to cast spells smoothly and smoothly is something he has been learning. Of course, this is also Snape's purpose.
However, the arrogant Snape naturally would not reveal his purpose.
After a month of this, Weston has not learned many spells, but his application of magic has improved a lot. Moreover, all the magic he knows so far can be released with silent spells.
, including - the Patronus Charm!
This is something that not even Dumbledore has accomplished!
It can only be said that the magic power of the Obscurus is too huge, even surpassing the most powerful wizard who has been famous for a long time!
Of course, magic power does not equal strength.
"Today is the last day I teach you!" Snape said calmly.
At this time, he was standing in the middle of the classroom, holding his own wand. The tip of the wand was no longer pointing at Weston, but at a stone statue.
"See clearly!" Snape reminded, and then ignored Weston's expression and directly cast his own magic: "God's Blade is Shadowless!"
An almost undetectable light flashed through, and Weston looked at the stone statue whose head had fallen to the ground. His pupils could not help but shrink, and his expression became solemn.
He noticed that the broken section of the stone statue was not an uneven cross-section, but was so smooth that it could almost be used as a machine mirror.
"What a terrifying magic!" Weston muttered to himself.
"This is a dark magic! Do you want to learn it?" Snape looked at Weston, and while he was talking, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, which seemed to be... interest?
Do you want to learn? Of course you do! Weston didn't say it directly. He knew what this magic meant!
The sectarianism in the magic world is quite serious, but teachers are extremely tolerant towards their students, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they teach them everything they have - as long as they are real masters and apprentices, not ordinary teachers and students!
Weston knew what Snape meant. He was asking whether he should learn this magic. He was also asking - should he be my disciple?
However, it seemed that he had nothing to lose? Weston weighed it and made a decision.
"Ask me, teacher!" Weston replied solemnly.
"Very good!" A faint smile appeared on the corner of Snape's mouth...