great-warnovel Chapter 297 You Now Chapter Header
Chapter 297 You Now Chapter Header
Chapter 297 You Turn Back Now
In the midst of the Fiendfire, there was no longer any need to hide, and Snape shed his disguise, his blond hair turning into greasy black hair.
"This is truly..." Dumbledore murmured, turning his head to look around in the shallow waters.
"A pleasant surprise, isn't it?" Voldemort turned his head, revealing a malicious smile.
Although the plan failed, he still felt a sense of satisfaction at seeing Hogwarts in such agony.
"Severus's masterpiece, inspired by Muggle pharmaceutical technology."
"The technology called sustained release, combined with a compound decoction, means that you only need to take one small capsule every 24 hours—" Before he could finish speaking, a raging meteor of fire slammed him into the ground.
"That child is the one I watched grow up!" Dumbledore's voice boomed like a great bell. His angry roar shook the heavens and the earth. Lava burst through the surface, almost drying up the water. A terrifying lava fire giant, as big as a mountain, suddenly rose from the ground.
The furious giant fist pounded again and again at the spot where Voldemort had fallen.
"She's my Potions professor! And a mother too!"
The old ghost was thoroughly enraged. His beard and hair stood on end as he stood atop the lava giant's head, drawing countless bolts of lightning down from the sky, striking down one after another.
Voldemort tried to break free from the giant's fiery fists and lightning, but the ground beneath his feet, mixed with water flowing in from the Black Lake, turned into a viscous swamp under the effect of Transfiguration, binding him firmly within it.
"Repent for your evil deeds, Tom!"
On the East Coast, the switch of identities between Barty Jr. and Snape surprised James for a moment, but only for a brief instant.
His wife's death drove him to near madness, and whoever those two people were, they should pay the price!
The raging wind and rain mixed with sharp blades, transforming into a deadly torrent that annihilated everything. He soared into the air, mingling with the storm of blades as he charged towards the two.
Meanwhile, the real Barty Jr. now faces the dual challenges of James, who harbors resentment over the murder of his wife, and Snape, the Potions Master, who has inexplicably turned violent and betrayed him.
The chilling rain of blades and the raging black flames of demons attacked him simultaneously, pushing him to the brink of madness.
"Severus! Are you going to betray us?!" Now he no longer needed to pretend; he could freely display his magic instead of impersonating Snape.
His spells were far more powerful than before, and he pulled out all sorts of magical items in different ways.
Alchemy bombs, spell-resistant shards, and magic bottles containing spells were thrown out as if they were free, blocking both the tidal wave of blades and the fierce flames.
Snape, enveloped in black flames, remained silent. Although James's blades did not spare him, the fierce flames turned the blades into molten iron upon approach. Unless James possessed Hermione's level of ability to break through all curses, he would not be able to break through Snape's defenses anytime soon.
Barty Jr. was no longer required to pretend; Snape was also finally free from playing the foolish pure-blood nobleman. Besides Fiendfyre and Shadowless Blade, he could also recklessly throw out all sorts of potions to enhance himself and weaken his opponents.
Some clueless biphasic monsters and werewolves tried to swarm around and take advantage of the situation, but at this moment, the two berserk male wizards were unstoppable.
Whether it's Fiery Blaze or Steel Storm, the werewolf dies the moment it touches it, and the Twins are also frightened away by the stag and the Guardian Deer.
When Jaime saw the leaping deer, the thought that it came from Snape filled him with nausea and made him even more violent.
No one had ever seen him display such terrifying magic; even at the cost of his own life, he would tear the two people in front of him to pieces!
From afar, Hermione stood atop the Astronomy Tower, gazing at Snape engulfed in flames, which helped her connect the dots.
The ability to readily produce unstable fire retardant potions, and the potions-making skills they could discuss with Lily—these were the things they found on the windowsill of the Defense Department office. A flowerpot containing a dead rat was buried there, and on it grew sapwort, one of the ingredients for a compound potion.
Even the Fountain of Youth that he initially brought to the school was probably not a Crouch family treasure, but rather his own creation.
Perhaps their identities weren't temporarily switched at a certain moment, but rather that from the very beginning, it wasn't Little Barty who came to the school.
It was Snape!
No wonder Snape didn't relay the news of Barty Jr.'s infiltration—it was Barty Jr. himself! And since he wasn't even in the Forbidden Forest, he had no way of knowing about Voldemort's arrival there!
As for why they changed identities, Hermione could more or less guess.
Voldemort's side had previously believed that Dumbledore's recovery was due to Lily's potion, so sending Barty, who was only an excellent graduate in Potions, would have been more useful than sending a Potions Master.
Snape himself, probably out of curiosity about Dumbledore's recovery or out of affection for Lily, readily accepted the offer. As Barty the Younger and as the representative of Malfoy Castle, he successfully assumed the positions of Headmaster of Slytherin and Professor of Defense.
Moreover, he knew that if he didn't come, the real Barty would have to, and he wasn't comfortable letting that real Death Eater into the school.
Of course, Hermione didn't know that becoming a Defense Strategy Professor had always been Snape's dream, but this dream was simply hidden too deeply.
Greyback, who was watching from the Forbidden Forest, also suddenly realized the truth when the identities of the two were revealed.
"Damn Snape! He never gave me the real Snape in the first place!" the werewolf king gritted his teeth.
"No wonder the success rate of the wolfsbane potion was so low, and the breakthrough to the centaur curse was so slow—it turns out it was just a fake!"
Voldemort fooled both the werewolves and Hogwarts, taking advantage of Greyback's lack of education, which prevented him from discerning the level of skill expected of a Potions Master. Hogwarts, on the other hand, did not question Barty's sudden improvement in potions skills after graduation due to the professors' preconceived notions of his genius.
Voldemort rose from the ground, his massive green flames shooting into the sky and smashing away the lava giant that had been suppressing him.
Although you won't die or get hurt, you'll still feel pain.
His robes billowed, and countless dark curses and ghosts flew out, clashing against the lightning summoned by Dumbledore.
But when he turned his head, he found that Snape, who should have been on the same side as Barty Jr., was now besieging his most loyal son with James.
"Severus! Are you going to betray us?!" he roared angrily, the slight pleasure he had felt from Lily's death vanishing in an instant.
The same words coming from Voldemort finally touched Snape's cold face.
As he directed Fiendfire to attack Barty Jr., he glanced warily at Voldemort.
Suddenly, Lily's words rang in my ears.
"Snape, it's not too late for you to turn back now."