Chapter 172: The Duel Between Evan and Snape

"Get out of the way, Mason!" Snape said coldly, waving his wand quickly, not slowing down at all because Evan was his student.

"Be sensible, Professor, you know very well that Black is innocent!" Evan shouted as he dodged Snape's spell, "It's all Peter Pettigrew, who controlled Ron with the Imperius Curse, and who orchestrated the whole conspiracy." ”

Snape turned a deaf ear to Aven's shouts.

His gaze, filled with vengeful rage, stared at Blake intensely.

Black turned into a huge black dog and crossed Evan and crawled out of the portrait entrance, and Snape hurried after him, stopping again and dodging Aven's stun curse.

"Evan Mason!" Snape's face twisted as he saw Blake's vanishing figure, gritting his teeth, "I'll say one last time, get out of front of me!"

Evan gasped and stopped in front of the entrance to the common room.

He grabbed his wand, didn't get out of the way, and answered Snape with action.

"Good!" said Snape frantically, a look of desperation flashing across his face.

He recited a spell quickly from his mouth, and his wand whizzed in the air, sending out several spells in succession, like a dagger that flashed with cold light, and flew towards Aven.

Evan swooped to his right, rolling on the ground, dodging Snape's magic as fast as he could.

Under the protection of the Iron Armor Charm, a red magic spell grazed his body and flew to the side.

The force of the impact caused Evan to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Evan hurriedly got up, ignoring the pain in his back.

He saw a blue spell of light coming at him, and he hurriedly waved his wand at the small round wooden table in front of him.

The wooden table floated, spun rapidly, erected to block Snape's attack.

With a pop, the top of the small wooden table, which was originally very strong and hard, was forced to make a big hole by the blue light.

It flew backwards so fast that it flew, then came to a sharp halt again. Under the influence of Aven's spell, the worn wooden table flew back towards Snape.

The wooden table in mid-air began to deform, and it fell heavily to the ground, turning into a large black serpent, baring its sharp fangs, and sliding towards Aven.

Evan took a deep breath and held his breath, the end of his wand emitted a silvery-white light, turning into a sharp sword, slashing the large black serpent in front of him in half. The silver-white sword was unabated, and with a fierce attack, it slashed towards Snape.

The expression on Snape's face was a little surprised, he didn't seem to have imagined that Evan would be able to use such powerful magic.

He waved his wand and whispered incantations.

In the next second, a semicircular white barrier magic suddenly appeared in front of Snape, and Aven's spell slammed into it, leaving ripples on the barrier.

Evan looked at the barrier in front of Snape in astonishment, and the question that had been bothering him tonight was suddenly solved.

Sure enough, it was him, and it was all done by Snape: in the foyer, he stopped Peter Pettigrew from leaving the castle, protected himself, Harry, and Hermione from Peter's explosive dark magic, and finally sent himself to the school hospital after fainting.

Originally, Evan had hesitated, but now he had no doubt when he saw Snape's white barrier magic.

This extremely defensive barrier magic resembles Blade Shadowless, and must have been created by Snape himself, and Evan had never seen a description of such magic before.

Unlike the Iron Armor Charm, which forms an invisible wall to block attacks, Snape's magical protective barrier is visible. This barrier is extremely defensive, and instead of rebounding magical attacks, it absorbs them completely. As long as the mana does not exceed the caster itself, the barrier cannot be breached.

In addition to this, barriers can also prevent others from passing through.

In the foyer, Evan saw Peter Pettigrew being bounced back.

Snape must have been there, and Evan was sure he had been right, and he was sure he had seen Snape behind the curtain.

Evan breathed a sigh of relief, and his hard work at that time did not seem to be in vain.

Risking Peter Pettigrew's escape, he didn't directly use the Stun Charm to stun Peter, but deliberately guided him and Sirius Black, who was in a frenzy of rage, so that the two of them could completely restore the truth of the year.

He deliberately gave Peter Pettigrew a chance to defend himself, and Aven's purpose in doing this was to let Snape know the truth about what happened back then, in addition to promising Dumbledore to do everything he could to save Ron.

Snape, who was hiding behind the tent, should have heard it clearly, and he should have known who betrayed Harry's parents to Voldemort.

Who killed Lily, the only woman he ever loved in his life.

Still, Evan didn't understand Snape's thoughts.

Since he already knew the truth about the events of that year, why didn't he come out at that time, why didn't he stop Peter Pettigrew and give Peter a chance to escape to the Forbidden Forest?!

Looking at Professor Snape, whose face was gloomy as water, Aven sighed heavily, he didn't know what the other party was thinking at the time, but he suddenly had an unusually sad feeling.

He couldn't explain why, but he suddenly felt very pitiful for Professor Snape. Even if he hadn't spent twelve years in Azkaban like Sirius Black, his heart would have suffered no less than Blake's in the past twelve years.

Evan didn't want to fight any longer, he was ready to tell Snape all the facts, and he was the one who had the best interest to know the truth about Lily's death besides Harry.

But Snape didn't give Evan a chance to explain, and he took a step forward, still waving his wand, fully in a duel.

The large snake that had been cut in half by Evan suddenly turned into puffs of black smoke, and within a few seconds, the black smoke deformed and solidified into a dense mass of small cobras, which hissed and spat letters, and surrounded Evan from all sides.

Aven's face was covered with sweat, his wand swept, and a blue flame in the shape of a circular halo appeared, quickly spreading outward from the center of his feet, burning quietly on the floor, and on contact with the blue flames, all the cobras in front of him turned into black smoke and disappeared into ashes.

This is the magic he learned in the forbidden area of the library, and it consumes a lot.

The cobra in front of Aven's eyes disappeared completely, but the number of new cobras around him was increasing, and he took a step back and collapsed on the couch behind him.

About two seconds later, the sofa under Aiwen's ass suddenly came to life, and once again transformed into a black python, unexpectedly wrapping Aivan's body tightly. The python roared, opened its bloody jaw, and prepared to swallow Evan whole. (To be continued.) )