Chapter 228 Can I teach Occlumency?

Chapter 228 Can I teach Occlumency?

"I'm sorry, Godfather, I lost my temper."

The first one to react was Draco. He patted his trouser legs and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead before standing up from the carpet.

Snape twisted his mouth, and it was unclear whether he was expressing knowledge or ridicule.

"Judging from your performance just now, the requirement to learn the Unforgivable Curses is simply a fantasy." Snape lowered his eyebrows and looked at Amanta and Harry who were rolling in a mess on the carpet with a little disgust. "If it weren't for me, your respected dean, being here, I'm afraid you would have killed each other and only had a little finger left, right?"

Amanta clenched her palms slightly. She didn't expect that when Professor Snape was about to cast the Avada Kedavra curse, the crown struggled so violently against the impending death and had such a strong impact on them.

Obviously, before this, it had always been less like a Horcrux and more like a death weapon.

Just now, she had a strong feeling that there was something alive inside, a living thing.

Compared with what happened just now, the impact on them before was minimal.

Could it be that she had kept it in the Sage's Ring before, which temporarily isolated it from the outside world, and it only woke up when it faced the threat of death just now?

It seems that she still underestimated the influence of the Horcrux.

But fortunately, their dean, Professor Snape, was present, not to mention...

Professor Snape was also an extremely good master of Occlumency.

Thinking of this, her lonely mind suddenly perked up. Amanta rubbed her painful knees without saying a word, stood up, but was thinking about something else in her mind.

Seeing that they remained silent, Snape snorted coldly and pointed his wand at the charred tabletop under the crown.

"As you can see, the Killing Curse only works on the soul fragments in the Horcrux. Although the soul fragments have been killed, these evil curses are still attached to the surface of the crown."

"What about the crown?"

Harry was still sitting on the floor. He had just found his pair of round-framed glasses on the carpet, and was now pinching the lenses, blowing on them and wiping them.

"Throw it back where it came from."

Snape said unhappily.

"I advise you not to get involved in these things again. Although your beloved dean will back you up, Slytherin is not a house that likes to get itself into trouble."

After he finished speaking, he walked away from the desk and returned to his most familiar potion workbench, fiddling with the pile of bottles and jars on the table, as if he wanted them to go back and not interfere with his research on potions.

In the past, when he did this, everyone would breathe a sigh of relief and leave with an attitude of luck and fortune.

But these little Slytherin trolls were never to his liking.

Amanta walked to the front of the potion workbench and tapped the ground with her toes.

"Professor, Ms. Helena Ravenclaw told us that the crown is a library that stores ancient magic and various rare magics..."

When Amanta said this, she paused and stopped to quietly observe Professor Snape's expression.

"Of course, there are many about potions..."

Through the mist rising from the large crucible, she vaguely saw a slight change in Professor Snape's face.

While Professor Snape was still thinking about what she had said, she quickly said, "Then Professor, before we learn the Unforgivable Curses, could you teach us how to Occlumency?"