As the world turned around, pictures flashed through Harry’s mind like a movie.

When he was five years old, he watched Dudley riding on his new red bicycle. His heart was full of jealousy... When he was nine years old, he was driven to the tree by the watchdog Lippi. The Dursleys laughed on the lawn... Eleven years old. When he was wearing a sorting hat, he heard it say he could go to Slytherin...

These secrets buried in his heart were searched out one by one, and Harry kept the last trace of clarity and tried to stop it, but was helpless.

Soon, more memories were recalled by him. In a daze, Harry seemed to have returned to the night before school, listening to the Auror of the Ministry of Magic read out Dumbledore’s will... and then he was alone. I ran out of the auditorium and ran into Phoenix Fox...

No, no, you can’t go any further, Professor Dumbledore said that this matter must be kept secret from everyone...

Harry struggled frantically. He wanted to break free from this state. Perhaps his efforts had some effect. The surrounding scenes were becoming more and more blurred, but his body seemed to be caught by someone. Control the same, follow Phoenix Fox step by step...

While resisting hard, Harry tried hard to recall the notes Ivan gave him, and finally vaguely remembered that in addition to resisting in his brain, he could also directly interrupt the mind of the spell by attacking the caster!

Realizing this, Harry focused all his attention on his right hand. The real body also made the exact same movements as in the memory space. He raised his hand with great effort, thinking In the memory of Snape’s location, he waved his wand and roared loudly.

"Expelliarmus~ (except your weapon

A crimson light beam flashed in mid-air.

Then Harry found that the scene in front of him suddenly broke apart, and he returned to Snape’s office again, with a dark, long strip flying towards him.

Harry took the thing subconsciously, and after looking down at it, he realized that it was a magic wand.

"Come here!" Snape’s harsh voice sounded in the darkness ahead.

Harry suddenly looked up, and Snape’s figure gradually emerged from the dark shadow, but he looked a little embarrassed, obviously he was hit by his own disarming curse.

"You must think you are very capable, right? Potter?" Snape strode forward, snatching his wand, staring at Harry with his eyes, and questioned.

"I didn’t!" Harry retorted angrily. "It’s you who said I can use other methods to resist your spell... I think that also includes casting a spell on you..."

"This is not the reason you wantonly attacked the professor! And the Dark Lord will not stand in front of you and let you cast a spell on him..." Snape said viciously.

"You didn’t let me cast a spell on you, did you? I rebelled against your magic!" Harry stared at Snape and said stiffly.

"Bullshit! Your barren spell-casting skills can’t handle anyone!" Snape roared loudly. He seemed to be about to say something, but in the end he held it back and turned to a gloomy question. "I saw Fox in your memory just now. Where is it going to take you? Was it Dumbledore’s order?"

"No Fox, nothing. I deliberately built a memory in my mind to lure you into being fooled..." Harry forced control of his facial expressions and said dryly, avoiding Snape’s gaze as much as possible.

"Don’t want to lie in front of me! I know more about Occlumency than you do!" Snape said coldly. "Dumbledore left you with something, right? Or did he have some other arrangements? I should have thought of it, he would never have left you alone..."

Harry squeezed his wand tightly and said nothing.

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me, I can see for myself!" Snape pulled an ugly smile on his face.

"Then tell Voldemort, right?" Harry questioned loudly.

Snape’s expression froze suddenly.

Harry looked at Snape angrily and continued. "I’ve seen it all. During last summer vacation, you healed Voldemort’s injury and discussed with him how to rescue those Azkaban prisoners... and you also stayed by Voldemort’s side the other day... …"

"So you have entered the mind of the Dark Lord during this time?" Snape’s eyes flickered, and he said contemptuously. "I think Dumbledore should have reminded you, don’t try to do this again, it seems you didn’t listen to a word."

I can’t control those dreams! Harry was aggrieved, but he didn’t want to show weakness in front of Snape, so he said tit-for-tat. "If I don’t get into Voldemort’s mind, I won’t see your solemnity in front of him!"

"Obviously, all you see is what the Dark Lord wants you to see!" Snape interrupted Harry’s words. "You don’t have the ability to tell right from wrong at allPotter! You don’t even understand what is true and what is false..."

"But I never expected you to figure this out. After all, your performance over the years is as stupid as your arrogant father!" Snape said sarcastically.

Harry was trembling with anger. He held his wand tightly and wanted to give Snape a second time, but the only remaining reason told him that Snape was deliberately irritating himself. If he did it first, he would have reason to teach him. Yourself.

However, his forbearance didn’t help much, and Snape stretched out his hand sharply, and sternly snapped. "Bring it!"

"What?" Harry was still angry, and didn’t even pay attention to Snape’s meaning.

"In order to prevent you from losing control, I don’t think you need to use the magic wand in the following teaching." Snape explained slowly.

"This is unreasonable. How can I resist your magic if I don’t have a wand?" Harry stepped back and looked at Snape angrily.

"Of course use your brain!" Snape said harshly. "If you really don’t want me to see some memories, then find a way to empty your brain, or use your will to drive me out... The Dark Lord will not stand in front of you and cast spells on you!"

Harry stood there blankly and hesitated for a long time, until Snape was impatient and seemed to be ready to do something with him, and reluctantly handed over his wand.

Because he knew that he had no chance of defeating Snape when the opponent was defensive.

"Ivan, Ron, and Hermione know that I’m practicing magic in your office tonight!" Harry said abruptly after Snape took the wand, and the words were full of warnings. The time didn’t go back, Ivan and others would definitely notify the Ministry of Magic.