Harry Potter: This senior is pretty strong

"madness!"

Snape used the Ironclad Charm to block the longsword that was emitting ghostly blue flames, and then used another spell to knock Qin Yu, who was attacking without any defense, away.

The latter fell from mid-air and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Again!"

Qin Yu stood up, leaning on his sword, and wiped his mouth as he spoke.

That evening, Qin Yu and Professor Snape returned to the Room of Requirement for their second real-world combat exercise, which had been interrupted for two months.

Qin Yu suggested that he wanted to use that sword, since his strength was not as good as Professor Snape's, and he hoped to try a different weapon.

Snape agreed, and then Qin Yu launched a fierce attack on him.

Even with Professor Snape's mastery of magic, he was somewhat overwhelmed by Qin Yu's fighting style, which he had learned from the basilisk. After all, this kid relied on Snape's lack of ruthlessness and fought without any strategy, focusing solely on offense and essentially abandoning defense.

“Your mind is not at peace. What is the point of this training?” Professor Snape said coldly.

"If the lily in your heart is bullied, will you be at peace?" Qin Yu asked Snape quietly, holding his sword with both hands.

Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Snape's eyes, and he clenched his fist.

“Get serious, Professor!” Qin Yu challenged.

"Good!" Snape suddenly raised his wand to his face, then swung it down forcefully, and gave a solemn bow.

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes, becoming highly alert.

As long as he didn't eat a giant melon, he felt he still had a chance to survive. (Note: Avada Kedavra, pronounced similarly to Avada eating a giant melon, is a misheard translation.)

……

Half an hour later.

Qin Yu, covered in injuries, leaned against Professor Snape's back.

Professor Snape's clothes were also torn in several places, and he even had a wound on his face.

The two sat back to back on the ground, panting, without saying a word for a long time.

"Harry will hate you." After a long while, Qin Yu broke the silence weakly.

"...Did Hagrid tell you about my situation?" Snape didn't respond, but instead asked abruptly.

"Not entirely. You know I have many connections." Qin Yu didn't want to explain too much.

"Hagrid said you were the one who went with him to pick up the child?" Snape continued to ask.

"Yeah! They picked him up from a rocky island, isn't that a bit extreme? The Dursleys weren't exactly good to him, but they weren't exactly bad either. But, you know, kids can easily become very repressed if they grow up in a bad environment," Qin Yu said meaningfully.

"...It seems you know quite a bit about me." Snape clearly understood the implication in Qin Yu's words.

After all, his own childhood wasn't very good; in fact, it could be described as terrible.

Fortunately, near his home in Spider's End, he met a girl named Lily Evans. She had long, deep red hair and beautiful bright green eyes. Most importantly, she was such a kind person. The time he spent as friends with her was the happiest time of his life.

Unfortunately, he ruined everything, even losing her forever...

"Isn't it normal to care about your past? I genuinely consider you my older brother," Qin Yu said seriously.

"...Don't try to provoke me again. I don't want to heal your wounds again." Snape's tone was chilling.

"Ahem, then you should be nicer to Hermione from now on," Qin Yu changed the subject.

"As expected... he really is a tattletale," Snape murmured.

"No, she didn't say anything. But do you think I don't know your temper?" Qin Yu said irritably.

"...Have you rested enough? Let's continue."

"Um, Professor, I think we should call it a day..."

“But I think—you still have plenty of energy to spare!” Snape stood up and shouted at Qin Yu, “Pick up your flashy but impractical sword!”

"No need to rush... At least rest for another five minutes, just five minutes... Okay, okay, I'm getting up... Wait, what kind of spell is that glowing green?! We're not going to kill him..."

Fortunately, the green light was only yellowish-green, not the bright green of a melon.

……

……

Later that night, in the principal's office.

Dumbledore invited Snape to sit down for tea and looked with interest at the latter’s tattered robes and the two wounds on his face.

"Do you need me to help you with this?" Old Deng gestured and said to Snape with a smile in his eyes.

“Thank you, Professor Dumbledore! But I can handle this myself, so I won’t trouble you,” Snape said solemnly.

"So, Severus, do you think the boy can control himself now?" Dumbledore asked, getting back to the point with a serious expression.

“I can’t guarantee whether he can fully control himself, but I did hit him hard today, and he didn’t use that power because of it,” Snape said matter-of-factly.

“Oh, it seems he has made great progress,” Dumbledore said, nodding.

"Yes, he is indeed very talented in magic, and most importantly, he has an imagination that far surpasses that of ordinary people."

“That’s right, magic requires imagination the most… Hahaha, it seems you admire him quite a bit, Severus?”

"...I am simply observing and evaluating him according to your instructions."

"Yes, yes, I understand... Well then, let's wait and see. I'll find an opportunity to talk to that child."

The conversation did not last very long.

After finishing his conversation, Snape finished his tea, stood up, bowed slightly, and left the headmaster's office.

Meanwhile, Professor Dumbledore, the school principal, sat behind his desk, deep in thought.

"...Voldemort...Grindelwald's Army...Qin...Harry...The power the Sorting Hat feared...Alright, alright, could there be a little more trouble..."

Muttering these words to himself, Dumbledore suddenly pulled out his ancient wand and gently waved it at Fawkes the Phoenix.

Immediately afterwards, a long feather detached from Fox's tail, and the feather burst into flames in the air the moment it left the phoenix's body.

Fox raised his eyelids and let out a low growl of dissatisfaction.

"Don't be angry, old friend, we need your help..." Dumbledore reassured him.

The phoenix let out another soft cry, then closed its eyes again and went back to sleep.

……

Thanks to Professor Snape's treatment, Qin Yu, though covered in dirt, did not suffer any serious injuries.

When he returned to the Gryffindor dormitory area, he saw Hermione sitting in a chair reading a book in the common area.

It was late at night, and Hermione was the only one in the entire public rest area.

Clearly, she was waiting for someone to come back.

Upon seeing the injury on Qin Yu's face, the little girl naturally frowned, her face filled with worry.

"...Actually, it's not too serious...How about this, you blow on it for me, and I'll be fine right away." Qin Yu leaned closer.

Hermione puffed out her cheeks and blew a few times.

Qin Yu nodded in satisfaction and said, "Hmm, the effect is good..."

“I have an even more effective method…” Hermione said softly, looking at him.

Before Qin Yu could ask what the method was, he felt a light peck on his cheek.

Goodnight, Qin~

The little girl, having successfully "ambushed" him, immediately ran away, leaving behind those words before disappearing without a trace.

Watching the direction she disappeared in, Qin Yu touched his cheek, thinking to himself: Did this girl become admired by her classmates because of her performance today, and then some hidden attribute was activated? Isn't this a bit too domineering?

However, Qin Yu felt that he could still handle it.

Lost in thought, he left the common rest area and returned to the Gryffindor boys' dormitory.