Chapter 11 Disapparation

　　The spell Snape gave Egg tonight was simple.

　　Expelliarmus…

　　A classic that can no longer be a classic curse.

　　"All you have to do is to remove the wand from my hand, but of course I will not let you remove it so easily." Snape stared at Egg: "I will resist your attack. When did you remove the wand from me? Tonight's class is over."

　　Snape's plan was to make Egg forget about going back to the dormitory to sleep. He planned to educate the rude boy in front of him.

　　"Expelliarmus!" Egger pointed his wand sharply, Snape waved his hand, and there was a loud 'clang' sound, blocking Egger's spell.

　　"The surprise is a bit interesting, but obviously there is still a lot to be desired." Snape's hand holding the wand was behind his back, his wrist trembling slightly.

　　Looking at Egg in front of him, Snape roared in his heart.

　　What the hell is this? If you get hit by that curse, you'll be killed, right? Avada Kedavra doesn't have that much energy, does he?

　　Avatar's version of Expelliarmus?

　　Dumbledore's description suddenly came to mind. If the wizard parasitized by Obscurus releases a curse, he will be born much stronger than ordinary people.

　　What is the limit of this power? Snape felt that he now understood.

　　But his face is already here, he can't possibly step on it by himself...

　　I swear, if I practice spells with him anymore I'll be a fucking troll...

　　Snape secretly gritted his teeth, and Egg in front of him raised his wand again.

　　Snape suddenly felt flustered and hurriedly covered his chest and squatted down, his face looking very painful.

　　Egger was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "What's wrong with you?"

　　Snape's face was gloomy and scary: "Old trouble, you are lucky, you can go back now, I need to take some medicine."

　　Egg looked at Snape and felt confused. Snape quickly took out a small bottle from his robe, took a sip, and waved his hand for Egg to go out.

　　Iger returned to the common room gloomily. Egg was a little upset. He couldn't wait to try the power of Expelliarmus. At the same time, he was also a little strange. There was no mention of Snape's hidden illness in the original book?

　　On the other side, in Dumbledore's office, Snape pushed open the door with an ugly expression.

　　"Is it about Egg?" Dumbledore looked at Snape curiously.

　　Since Snape became Egg's charms teacher, Dumbledore felt that he came to see him more frequently.

　　"That guy is a monster, Albus." Snape looked at the old man in front of him angrily: "The disarming curse released by an eight-year-old child can blow up half a mountain! You never told me that it was such an exaggeration. !"

　　"Perhaps my warning was a little subtle, but I thought you would be mentally prepared." Dumbledore chuckled: "I'm curious, how did you escape?"

　　"Elixir of Fortune..." Snape said coldly with a stern face.

　　"Hehehe..." Dumbledore looked very happy: "It's really a big investment."

　　"His learning must be restricted. I don't think many people can resist such a powerful spell." Snape said with a cold face: "Have you ever seen a Muggle cannonball? That's what it feels like."

　　Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "Don't forget your unbreakable oath, Silver. You can't refuse his request, even if he wants to learn the killing curse."

　　Snape obviously regretted it, pacing back and forth hesitantly, and then looked at Dumbledore with burning eyes.

　　"Can you guarantee he won't become the next Dark Lord?"

　　Dumbledore nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course, I promise, that child has a higher pursuit than Voldemort."

　　"Don't mention that name!" Snape waved his hand impatiently, thought about it before turning and leaving the principal's office.

　　"It's so shameful to let a child be scared like that." Phineas started chattering again in the portrait on the wall.

　　Dumbledore shook his head and retorted: "We all know the power of the Obscurus. Phineas, even I can't guarantee 100% that I can subdue an Obscurus."

　　Phineas closed his eyes and didn't refute. In the corner of the office, Fawkes made a "Goo~" sound, seeming to agree with Dumbledore's words.

　　…

　　Half a month passed quickly, and Egg was wandering around the campus with nothing to do all day long. When he had nothing to do, he rode Buckbeak to the Black Lake to catch fish, and from time to time he went to the offices of Professors Flitwick and McGonagall. Learn some practical spells from them.

　　The professors at the school were also happy to see Iger's eagerness to learn, and they were all willing to teach him. Iger did not disappoint these teachers, and quickly absorbed the knowledge he learned.

　　At least now Egger can use the transformation technique at will. Of course, it is only for some simple transformations. He can turn a bench into a chair, but he cannot carve patterns on the chair. Occasionally, he can create some patterns, but Far from what Iger expected.

　　Egg kept thinking about conjuring up Snape's elongated face on the stool, and then sat down on it...

　　After half a month of hard work, Egg got to know all the teachers in the school, including Professor Quirrell... ①

　　At this time, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had not yet become what people call a high-risk profession. According to a certain little lion, Snape had been thinking about Professor Quirrell's position for several years...

　　Egger was a little surprised. He thought that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had changed every year since before. Come to think of it, it would be a fool to apply for the job every year.

　　Egg thinks this is good, at least Quirrell doesn't have a silly turban on his head now, and there is no smell of garlic in the classroom. He still looks quite capable and refreshing.

　　After looking at the sunshine which was still clear at noon, Egger walked towards the auditorium. It was lunch time and there were many students in the auditorium.

　　As soon as they sat down on the chairs, a large group of owls flew in from the small window above the auditorium. One of the owls let out a weird laugh, which made the little wizards look confused.

　　Egg grinned and looked up to see Lark flying over carrying a long package.

　　Turning to look at the teacher's desk, Dumbledore winked at Egg.

　　Egger suddenly felt happy. The old man really kept his word!

　　"What is this?" Aisha looked at Egg's package curiously.

　　"A gift for you." Iger tapped the wand on the package lightly: "I feel relieved!"

　　The package was opened, and a slender broom appeared in front of everyone.

　　"It's Nimbus 2001." An excited voice sounded from the side, and a brown-haired boy excitedly squeezed to Egg's side.

　　"Good afternoon, Oliver." Egg smiled.

　　The boy in front of him was named Oliver Wood, and he was Harry's future Quidditch captain. However, Wood was just in the second grade at this time, and he would not be promoted to the fifth grade until the year Harry entered school.

　　"Can I touch it?" Wood looked at Egg expectantly.

　　Egg felt that the way he looked at the broom was not like looking at the broom, but like looking at his wife...

　　"Of course..." Iger grinned and turned to look at Aisha, who was crying with excitement: "How about this? This gift can be used as a deposit for marrying you, is that okay?"

　　"What a beautiful idea." Elsa suddenly laughed and stretched out her hand to pinch Egg's little nose: "I'm not very good at riding a broom. It's a pity to give me this gift. You can keep it. Boys who play Quidditch are the best. Attracting girls."

　　Egger grinned: "No, I will have better ones in the future."

　　At the teacher's desk, the pudding on Dumbledore's spoon fell onto the plate with a clatter. His movements were a little stiff, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

　　"And I'm learning to apparate now." Egg grinned.

　　"That's not the Egg you can learn at your age." Aisha suddenly frowned worriedly.

　　Egg shook his head: "I must learn it so that I can release my restless magic power."

　　Wood and a group of little lions on the side were still excitedly watching the broom. Wood was so excited that he was at a loss and looked at Egg with a flushed face: "Eiger, can I try flying?"

　　"Of course." Egg nodded, and Wood rushed out with a broom in his arms, followed by a large group of little wizards.

　　Egg didn't pay attention to their test flight. After lunch, Egg ran to Hogsmeade, where Snape was waiting impatiently under a big tree.

　　"Too slow." Snape glanced at Egg.

　　Iger grinned: "As a man, you can't be too fast."

　　Snape looked ugly, why the hell should I talk to him?

　　"Goal, determination, calmness, three-dimensional principle, don't ask me to repeat it again, you know what to do." Snape waved his wand, and a stone on the ground turned into a circular wooden ring.

　　Snape looked at Egg: "Focus your attention, make up your mind to reach your destination, and then let this idea spread from your green bean-like brain to your whole body."

　　Pointing the wand in his hand at the ring on the ground, Snape then said: "Then, spin and feel yourself become nothing."

　　Egg took a deep breath, trying not to let himself think about the pain of being separated. He focused on the wooden circle in the distance. Egg turned around and spun quickly.

　　The feeling of deformation, squeezing, and comfort filled his mind again. Egger didn't dare to be distracted, and the round wooden ring was firmly locked in his mind.

　　Then there was a 'pop' sound, and Egger apparated into the wooden circle.

　　In Egg's previous position, a strand of blond hair fell leisurely.

　　"It's a failed attempt." The tip of Snape's staff picked up the hair that was falling on the spot, and looked at Egg with a cold face: "If you come here a few times, maybe you will ask me for a hair growth potion? I I don't want to spend time on those useless things, and I'll throw them all away when I get back to school."

　　Egg panted slightly. The first independent Apparition was a bit of a shock to him: "You'd better keep it, I think your greasy hair may need hair growth potion."

　　"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth..." Snape felt that his resistance to Egg's poisonous tongue had improved a lot. Then he waved his wand, and another wooden circle appeared in front of Egg: "Do it again, if you still have the energy. ."

　　Egger waved his hand and breathed heavily: "It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy, you just get used to it."

　　As he spoke, Egger stared at the wooden circle in the distance again, turned around, and with a slight explosion in the air, Egger returned to his previous position.

　　Snape looked expectantly at Egg's position before he moved. Unfortunately, he didn't see anything fall this time, and Snape was a little disappointed.

　　"I succeeded?" Egger was a little excited.

　　Snape turned around and left with an expressionless expression: "Barely."

　　Egg looked at the wand in his hand and grinned with joy. The door of the orphanage flashed in his mind. Egg spun again and the air exploded. A few seconds later, Egg appeared at the door of the orphanage.

　　"Old woman Hull? Lord Egger is back~" Egger rushed into the dilapidated room excitedly, but the room was empty, and some old objects had disappeared. It seemed that the orphanage had been merged.

　　Egg looked at the empty house, sitting on the doorstep with his knees in a somewhat melancholy mood, feeling mixed.

　　"Flocks of birds..." Iger shook the wand in his hand, and several birds jumped out from the tip of the wand, chirping and spinning around Iger.

　　Waves of loneliness hit him, and for the first time, Egger felt what emptiness was.

　　There was an explosion behind him, and Egg knew who it was without turning around.

　　"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore, let me feel sad for a moment..." Iger didn't look back, looking at the dilapidated small courtyard in front of him with dull eyes.

　　"It seems that Mr. Poisonous Egg is a little sad?" Dumbledore's old voice in his imagination did not appear, but Snape's drawled whisper came to his ears.

　　Egg looked at Snape in surprise: "Why are you? How do you know this place?"

　　"Experienced wizards will find traces of Apparition in the air, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net, not to mention that you still smell of milk..." Snape looked at Egger: "I thought someone like you had such a venomous tongue. The child must have some kind of love-deficit syndrome, but it seems that I was wrong at the moment, you are still a baby?"

　　As he spoke, Snape smiled sarcastically.

　　"A greasy person like you will like others. In comparison, I think I look much more normal." Egger said without changing his face: "So, why did you come to me? You don't think you'll do it for a while. Will my Obscurus explode in the future?"

　　Snape snorted: "Dumbledore asked me to tell you to return to the academy as soon as possible to prevent anything happening to your small body of several dozen pounds."

　　Iger spread his hands and didn't take it seriously. It was a rare trip out to play. How could he go back so quickly?

　　Then he turned around and walked out of the yard Shiran, and ran away staggeringly.

　　…

　　In the Hogwarts principal's office, Dumbledore looked at Snape who came to complain and laughed: "I don't remember that I asked you to tell him, Sev."

　　"I don't remember when my whereabouts fell into your eyes, Albus." Snape's expression remained unchanged: "And I don't think it's okay to let an Obscurial who is powerful before he enters school run around. It's a wise choice."

　　"I think he will be measured." Dumbledore looked at Egg's figure in the smoke in front of him. With a wave of his hand, the smoke dissipated. Then he looked at Snape curiously: "I thought you were starting to I like that child, Sev. Calculating his age, if you had a child, he would be about this age. Seriously, don't you really want to find a suitable one? I have quite a few good candidates..."

　　Snape turned around and left with an ugly expression, and the old man started chattering endlessly again...