In the days that followed, Weston's life was steady, studying, eating, resting, and reading.

Some people say that there is nothing more difficult in the world than to do simple things repeatedly, and Weston in his previous life had a deep understanding of it, and even once enshrined this sentence as the most reasonable.

However, when it comes to learning magic, Weston feels that this is complete nonsense and useless. There is a new harvest every day, and you can feel your progress every day, so how can you feel difficult or boring.

Interest is your biggest teacher! Weston sighed.

Today, Flitwick has a little going on in his family, and as a result, his teacher has changed a little.

Looking at the tall, emaciated figure in front of him, Weston almost groaned.

Merlin is on top, how can this guy!

Logos of greasy hair, sallow skin, a large hooked nose, and hollow black eyes. Who's not Snape?!

"It seems that Mr. Delacour has some not-so-beautiful opinions about me?" Snape's voice came as if he were whispering, "Perhaps, our first lesson could be changed, for example, so that you can learn to respect?" ”

Weston smiled awkwardly and subconsciously wanted to retort, but Snape didn't give him the chance.

"Take out your wand!" Snape narrowed his glasses and a sinister smile on his lips, "I don't want to repeat it a second time!" ”

"Okay, Professor!" Weston nodded helplessly, then slowly drew his wand.

As soon as the wand was in his hands, a red light rushed towards him.

Weston subconsciously blocked it with his wand, and as a result, a strong force seemed to hit his hand directly, causing him to let go of his hand involuntarily.

The wand flicked off, and so did Weston!

"Get up!" Snape snorted, "Did your brain fall into the dorm?" Or have you forgotten all the magic you learned? ”

I just know it's not good! Weston struggled to his feet, trotted over, picked his wand from the ground, and raised it to Snape, his eyes full of wariness.

"It's still like that!" Snape sneered, "Remember, no matter what, a wand can't leave you!" That's the first thing I'm going to teach you! ”

Weston nodded, but his look of vigilance did not diminish in the slightest.

Sure enough, Snape spoke again, "And the second point, that's how to fight!" ”

"Come on, boy, cast your spell on me! Fast! ”

Is this special to open a large pretend to be forced to fight? Weston guessed Snape's thoughts, and suddenly felt a little resentful. I can't beat you, can't I scare you to death?

"Hurry up, boy! Don't waste time! Snape reminded impatiently.

"Divided!" Weston roared, and a flash of white light flew out of the tip of his staff and fired at Snape.

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched, and he ducked directly, and just wanted to say something, only to hear a "boom", and a loud noise echoed throughout the classroom.

A huge hole was blasted out of the wall.

Snape was silent, and the look in Weston's eyes grew strange.

Let you scare Lao Tzu! Weston thought with some pride, but after being watched by Snape for a long time, he was inexplicably a little weak.

"So, you're trying to kill me?" Snape asked in a hoarse voice, his empty eyes revealing a vicious hint, "Or ...... Professor Flitwick only taught you magic spells, not how to use your brain? ”

Weston just said sorry, and then let Snape taunt, with the implication that he was strong and that the moon was shining on the river.

Seeing that Weston had no intention of arguing, and the apology on his face was also 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 lesson changed and became a practice session for silent spells.

To be honest, Weston really admired the level of this big tsundere, especially when he successfully cast the Silent Charm version of the Floating Charm for the first time, and he clearly noticed that the mana cost of casting the Silent Charm was more than three times that of the Sound.

Should I say Snape? The first time, I understood the crux of the Silent One!

After honestly contacting the silent spell for a few days, and the few spells he learned can be successfully cast with the silent spell, the combat class began again......

"I said, if you don't learn to grow, just wait and suffer!" Snape said.

Weston doesn't remember the first time he's been brought down.

Magic, he is not lacking, spells, although there are not many, but there are more than ten, even so, he still has almost no resistance in front of Snape.

It's not that Weston is too dish, it's that Snape is too strong!

Snape's fighting style is really like flowing water, the spell seems to be given life in his hand, and he doesn't see any gestures, as if with a wave of the wand, a spell is cast, and the frequency is surprisingly high.

However, Weston is not without gains.

Although he didn't learn the new spells, his grasp of the pace of combat has really improved a lot, and just like Snape's fighting style, the connection between spells is also a science.

How to cast spells in a fluid manner was something he had been learning. This, of course, was Snape's purpose.

It's just that the tsundere Snape naturally won't say his purpose.

After a month, Weston hadn't learned a few spells, but he had made a lot of progress in the use of magic. Moreover, all the magic he currently knows can be unleashed with a silent spell, including the Patronus Charm!

This is something that even Dumbledore has not done!

It can only be said that the magic power of the Silent One is too great, even surpassing the most powerful wizard who has been famous for a long time!

Of course, magic does not equal strength.

"Today is the last day I teach you!" Snape said indifferently.

At this time, he stood in the middle of the classroom with his wand in hand, and the tip of the wand was no longer aimed at Weston, but at a stone statue.

"See clearly!" Snape reminded him, and then ignored Weston's expression, and directly cast his magic: "Blade without a shadow!" ”

A barely detectable light flashed, and Weston looked at the stone statue whose head had fallen to the ground, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, and his expression became solemn.

He noticed that the stone statue was not broken off from an uneven section, but so smooth that it could almost be used as a mirror.

"What a horrible magic!" Weston muttered to himself.

"It's black magic! Do you want to learn? Snape looked at Weston, his mouth was talking, but an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, it seemed to be ...... Interest?

Want to learn? Absolutely! Weston didn't say it directly. He knows what this magic represents!

The perception of the portal of the wizarding world is quite serious, but the teacher treats his students very leniently, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he teaches them - as long as they are real masters and apprentices and not ordinary teachers and students!

Weston knew what Snape meant, and was asking whether to learn the magic, and at the same time asking - to be my disciple!

However, it seems that you have nothing to lose? Weston weighed it and made a decision.

"Teach me, teacher!" Weston replied solemnly.

"Good!" An indiscernible smile tugged at the corners of Snape's mouth......