"I don't know if you realize, but wizards are actually a very fragile species."
"We get hurt, we bleed too. Injuries that are fatal to Muggles aren't much better on us.
If unlucky, even a Doxy bite can kill a wizard!"
"And magic is the foundation that all wizards take pride in.
It is precisely because of magical power that we can proudly declare ourselves vastly different from Muggles.
Any young wizard, just by learning one or two minor hexes, can easily defeat several adult Muggles. This is unimaginable in the eyes of Muggles!"
"We are so powerful, yet so fragile.
Like delicate porcelain, looking bright and beautiful, but once someone glimpses a wizard's weakness, no matter how exquisite and powerful the magic is, it can hardly pull us back from hell.
What's more deadly is that possessing magic isn't exclusive to wizards. In the Muggle world, this mighty, vast power capable of changing the world is called 'technology' by them!"
Carefully observing the changes in Seko's expression—
Snape's tone was as soft as magic, not appearing aggressive, but every intonation and word seemed to possess a certain magic that made it impossible to look away, compelling people to involuntarily start pondering the words he spoke.
Like a torch held high in the dark night, speaking the truth to him.
This was not a skill that could be learned later, nor a specialty mastered by spending experience points, but more like a rare and special personality charm!
Like a born leader, able to gather people's hearts around him unknowingly.
If adhering to justice, such a person would be an outstanding lighthouse standing in the storm!
No matter what desperate situation they encounter, as long as followers can see his back when they look up, all the hesitation and helplessness in everyone's hearts will vanish in an instant!
And if he chooses to be an enemy of the world—
He can also rope in a group of lunatics in the eyes of others. Like the Morning Star shining coldly with its dark glory in the night sky, making those die-hard loyalists who disregard good and evil willingly follow him to the deepest part of hell, personally offering the firewood to burn the entire world to ashes!
Looking at the long river of history, such figures have actually been born among both Muggles and wizards.
The former single-handedly ignited the flames of World War II. For the survival and rise of his race and country, he did not hesitate to personally create a hell where life was plunged into misery, even nearly ruling the world.
The latter once gathered a group of Saints who feared no death, spreading his dangerous thoughts to every corner. Even his enemies were persuaded to join by his speeches standing atop blue flames.
This is magic superior to magic.
And now, the devil who bewitched people's hearts finally extended his tentacles into the pure-blood preserve for the first time.
At this moment known to no one, Snape secretly launched his first direct confrontation with pure-blood ideology, an invisible yet far-reaching contest.
If it could yield a satisfactory result, it would be of immediate and huge help to Snape in winning people's hearts in the future!
"You are addicted to the illusory dreams painted by the Death Eaters. Holding the desire for family revival, you begin to blindly follow their violent creed.
Little do you know that you are just a moth flying into the fire. Everything you do is just pushing the Bulstrode family to the edge of the cliff!"
The alarm clock rang.
Snape paused, practiced raising his wand to patch up Seko with a Full Body-Bind Curse, before continuing to speak.
"Life finds a way.
When you oppress other wizards on behalf of pure-blood families, it also means that the Bulstrode family needs to bear the wrath of the entire British wizarding world.
Even if you are lucky enough to survive the endless years of war, and even truly see a world of pure-blood supremacy, how many living people will be left in the entire Bulstrode family by then?"
"I don't expect you to understand my words now. After all, in your eyes, I am just a fledgling who luckily defeated you by relying on despicable means.
No matter what proposition, bearing such a label, it is probably difficult to convince you."
"I will make a deal with you, Seko.
I will prove to you that there is a path in this world that can bring glory to one's family without violence and conflict. This is my promise to you.
And as the price, you know what I want!"
Every time the alarm clock rang, it was a charge bugle for Snape to launch an attack on pure-blood ideology.
He knew he was destined not to succeed in making Seko change camps today. Even all the words spoken so far would be forcibly forgotten soon after!
But it didn't matter.
What Snape had to do was to make Seko remember what happened today again at just the right time.
Only at that moment of emotional turmoil would these admonitions today become the last straw that broke the camel's back, exerting an effect that satisfied Snape.
This was a link in a long-term plan currently existing in conception.
These honey-coated words today would bury the foundation of shaken faith for the arrival of that day in the future!
When the alarm clock rang for the fifth time, Snape stood up from the chair, pointed his wand at Seko, but what he released was no longer the Body-Bind Curse.
"Thanks to the pressure you brought, the Memory Charm has become the spell I practice most so far."
Milky white light emerged.
Amidst Snape's whispered "Obliviate," the Memory Charm erased Seko's memory of this period like an eraser, turning it into a faint silhouette buried deep in his subconscious, leaving only a false scene deliberately created by Snape to replace everything that happened!
Only when Snape personally spoke a certain sentence and made a certain movement to activate it in the future would Seko recall everything from today again.
Remembering the unbearable colic in his abdomen.
Remembering his humiliating defeat under the joint hands of two first-years.
Remembering that an overestimating Slytherin freshman actually asserted directly that the Death Eaters would fail, and dared to arrogantly declare making a deal with him after that!
Furious!
As the object contacting Seko's memory, Snape could clearly feel the other party's emotions at this moment.
However, under his superb memory-weaving technique, the Memory Charm exerted a perfect effect, making Seko's eyes reveal a confused look after a while.
Knowledge is power.
Whether it was the variant spell of the Lighting Charm "Lumos Solem" earlier, or this profound usage of the Memory Charm that even many adult wizards wouldn't know at this moment, they were all results of Snape borrowing books from the library since the first day of school.
The reason why Seko would feel angry now was nothing more than because Snape was too weak, making him feel that his failure was just an accidental event.
But if in the not-too-distant future—
Snape could defeat Seko one-on-one in a duel fair and square!
When he fell to the ground doubting his life and recalled the words Snape said on this day, could he still laugh when facing this seemingly ridiculous deal?
Greatness begins with smallness.
Even Dumbledore and Voldemort were just students at Hogwarts in the distant past.
Who can conclude that Snape, who defeated him, won't become the next legend?!
This was the fatal blade carefully polished by Snape, prepared to truly shake Seko, and also to stab into the abdomen of pure-blood ideology!
Seko once said that he would come for a real duel when he felt Snape was strong enough in the future.
This future referred to three or four years, or maybe after graduation. Obviously, before that, Seko didn't think Snape was qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as him.
However, Snape thought a few years was too long; he seized every minute!
No need to wait for Seko to find him.
When the time was ripe, he, this overestimating first-year freshman, would challenge Seko to a duel himself
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