Snape stared at the smiling Amosta with a distinctive sharp look, trying to see through the essence of that confidence, but Amosta always responded to his scrutiny with great calmness, and there was no cowardice in the slightest.

When was the last time you saw Amosta hands-on?

Snape couldn't help but think about it, and it didn't take long for him to remember the night of Christmas Eve in his fifth year, when Amosta had a rampant fight with a dark witch of unknown origin in the Forbidden Forest, and even had a hand with Dumbledore when he returned.

At that time, he was all about keeping Amosta from Dumbledore, and he didn't think much about how incredible it was for a little fifth-year wizard to block Albus Dumbledore's disarming spell, and when he came back to his senses later, he wanted to find out Amosta's true dueling level, but he had already vaguely found that it was difficult for him to force him to go all out.

When this kid was in the fifth grade...

Snape moved his lips, and suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Amosta in action, six years later.

Six years - that's a long time for a gifted young wizard, and it's enough to make a huge difference in his abilities.

But--

Snape's dark eyes moved, holding his breath, still unable to understand that Amosta dared to claim that only Dumbledore could make him take it seriously..., was this a bit too arrogant?

No, Snape shook his head inwardly, self-defeating the idea.

He watched the child grow and knew that Amosta was not a person who could not recognize himself, and that Amosta had been out and about for the past few years, and he knew better what the wizarding world was like today than he had always been at Hogwarts.

"Perhaps you have abandoned the virtues of humility and prudence these days, Amosta--"

Snape's eyes narrowed as he whispered an eerie, fierce magic swept out of his body

"But since you don't think a dangerous criminal like Blake is worth taking seriously, as your dean, I think it's necessary for me to make you realize once again what an unscrupulous dark wizard can do."

"You're going to do it with me, Professor Snape?"

Amosta's eyebrows furrowed strangely, "I thought you knew I wasn't the kind of person who made a lot of nonsense. ”

"I used to think so, Amosta, but now I might have to change my mind."

Rows of flickering candles on the ceiling vibrated violently under the deep magic, and the tip of a birch wand peeked out of Snape's wide sleeve,

"Take out your wand, Amosta, try to defeat me, and if you can't, get out of here with your confidence—" Snape's tone faltered, but then became as determined as the look in his eyes,

"Never come back!"

Dumbledore didn't say a word, and through the door panel, Amosta couldn't see what his expression was, but it was clear that he had acquiesced to Professor Snape's actions, and might even want to take the opportunity to get a closer look at himself.

Looking at the resolute Professor Snape, Amosta raised his forehead and smiled bitterly, he was just spending Halloween with Lupin at his residence, not only did Sirius Black, who had been looking for a while, suddenly jump out, but even Professor Snape had to pull out his wand and argue with him.

Could it be that I still have Voldemort's cursed aura on me, resonating with Lupin because I was so close?

"If you insist on doing this--"

As a sign of respect, Amosta put away his frivolity, his expression returned to calm, his naturally drooping right hand suddenly opened, and before Snape could react, the decorated and warm living room where the two of them were standing had expanded dozens of times in a rapid haze, and Amosta, who was originally in front of him, also appeared a hundred feet away, and, with a leisurely step, approached Snape,

"So, as you wish."

When Amosta's voice settled, Snape, who was in a trance, suddenly felt like he had fallen into deep water, and a clear pressure lingered around him, this pressure was so heavy that it faintly made him feel suffocated!

The thin figure that was pacing a hundred feet away became tall and impassable at this moment, and even the rhythmic footsteps exuded majesty.

This feeling --

There was a palpitation in Snape's eyes, he had experienced it in the Dark Lord!

Not necessarily the most powerful, but the Dark Lord must be the most evil...

Most of the wizarding world didn't know what it was like to face Voldemort, but Snape, who had followed him, knew that the crushing sense of powerlessness, fear, and despair was so deeply rooted in the soul that you couldn't muster the courage to resist.

But now, years later, Snape never dreamed of reliving this nightmarish fear in another wizard who was his protégé.

At this moment, Snape was already convinced that Amosta had the strength to face a legendary wizard like Dumbledore, but... He still struggled to raise his wand, he wanted to see if Amosta could ...

"Except for your weapons!"

With a sharp low, the red beam of light that shot out from the tip of the staff crossed a distance of eighty feet in the blink of an eye, grazing past Amosta's cheek with extreme precision... However, it did not hit.

Da, da, da...

The sound of steady footsteps made Snape's eyelids tremble, and his temptation failed... That young man was no longer the little wizard who was wary of all the troubles at the sorting ceremony many years ago!

In the moment he was distracted, the distance between the two men had reached fifty feet.

Snape swallowed and foamed, knowing he had to come up with more powerful magic, but, worried, his eyes narrowed, and he raised his wand again, pointing at Amosta.

Silent mantra, upside down Admiralty!

Bang!

Amosta didn't dodge the spell, and the milky white iron armor barrier that appeared out of thin air after the second magic transformation did not fit in front of him, but unexpectedly appeared five feet in front of Snape, and this directly caused Professor Snape to be blown away by the explosion caused by the collapse of the magic of the upside-down Admiralty Spell released by himself!

Da, da, da...

The footsteps were still steady, the greasy black hair sticking to his cheeks, and Snape, who looked embarrassed, got up from the ground and looked at Amosta with a look of disbelief.

Snape knew that his apprentice genius was very good at magically changing standard spells, but to have the Iron Charm appear directly in front of his opponent across such a distance... He didn't know exactly how this was done, but he knew it meant that Amosta had the ability to make the Iron Barrier change more complex forms...

The distance between the two had been reduced to fifty feet, and at that distance, Snape could already see Amosta's expression clearly... Like the deep blue sea, there is no trace of waves in the calm, but there is an irresistible fear hidden under the deep and bottomless sea.

A sense of powerlessness came over Snape's heart, and he didn't do his best, he also knew many advanced dark arts, some of which were powerful spells taught by the Dark Lord himself, and had jaw-dropping and terrifying effects.

But Snape never thought of using those spells, first because he didn't want to hurt Amosta, and now because he knew that even if he used it, it wouldn't have any effect.

Leopard in the tube - It's not that you have to crack to see the true level of your opponent.

"Remember the magic I taught you, Amosta!"

Sweat ran down his cheeks, and Snape straightened up, gasping slightly, "I told you to only use it when your life is at stake. ”

"Shadowless--"

Amosta didn't stop, he smiled and said, "Very powerful offensive magic, I used this spell to slaughter the red-scaled dragon in the Norwegian Fire Dragon Nature Reserve the year before last. ”

Snape's face darkened, if this one day someone dug up, his own reputation in this life...

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