"What belongs to you, but is used by others more than yourself?"
"My name."
"Where can a mosquito bite you without you feeling itchy?"
"On someone else's body."
"Where is the place with the highest death rate in the world?"
"The bed."
...
The competition proceeded in a cruel manner.
If at first the little eagles dealt with it easily with a playful mentality, then as time went on, even the most optimistic students' expressions became serious.
Especially after Snape achieved a glorious streak of 50 consecutive wins, none of the little eagles present could sit still anymore.
It wasn't just first and second-year students.
After the first fifth-year little eagle disregarding martial ethics personally entered the arena, more upper-year little eagles also joined in!
This was no longer just a competition.
It was a war!
A war of wisdom determining whether they could defend the ancient glory of Ravenclaw!
One challenger after another went up in succession, but they were quickly defeated by Snape!
The silence at the entrance of Ravenclaw Tower was deafening.
When someone who had failed once went up again, Snape didn't mind, welcoming all comers and granting them a defeat as the ending.
More little eagles gathered here, attracted by this exaggerated scene of one person fighting a whole house.
Meadowes went up with great interest.
After luckily winning one round against Snape, eliciting warm applause from the surroundings, she unfortunately suffered two consecutive losses and was eliminated.
But Meadowes didn't care about winning or losing anyway. She took this opportunity to curiously size up the boy beside her.
Logically speaking, he was a Slytherin student; doing nothing without profit should be his nature. However, Meadowes really couldn't see what his purpose was in going to such great lengths to facilitate this challenge.
On the other side, after noticing Meadowes' arrival, Snape also paid some attention to this tragic girl mentioned in passing in the original work.
The Photographic Memory - Purple and Spell Genius - Blue on him came from Meadowes, which made Snape very clear about what kind of powerful talent the other party possessed!
Putting aside a special case like Snape—
Meadowes should be the most outstanding student in class among this batch, even surpassing Lily, who had studied two years in advance, at times!
Even after graduation, this accomplished witch would die at the hands of Voldemort, who perceived the threat in advance!
Just this point was enough to prove that Meadowes should have had a boundless future, and was also a main target Snape wanted to develop in his study group.
Currently, the number of people in his study group in Slytherin was stuck at a little over thirty.
This included most of the first-year half-bloods, and a very small number of second-year underachievers.
There was no need to think about upper-year little snakes. Being proud and arrogant, even if their own grades were unsightly, it was impossible for them to bow their heads and ask Snape for advice.
Therefore, wanting to develop more students to provide experience, Ravenclaw, most suitable as a target, naturally entered Snape's sight.
Their arrogance was similar to Slytherin's, yet fundamentally different.
The pride of Ravenclaw stemmed from the knowledge they themselves possessed.
If Snape could prove that he possessed more outstanding wisdom than them, and could teach this knowledge to them well, presumably quite a few little eagles would be moved, willing to join the study group and become a part of it.
This was tantamount to a stream of living water.
It could further expand the scale of Snape's study group, which had currently reached the end of its expansion, significantly increasing the amount of experience harvested each week.
Secondly, Ravenclaw students were dominated by rationality.
The influence of the "Muggle Threat Theory" on them certainly couldn't be as immediate as on the little snakes poisoned by pure-blood ideology since birth. However, under long-term subtle interference, they would inevitably start to ponder whether Snape's words were credible and true.
And coincidentally, what the Muggle Threat Theory feared least was verification!
Unlike the idealistic and arbitrary pure-blood ideology, every step of the Muggle Threat Theory was carefully designed by Snape. Except for the final psychological suggestion and subtle distortion of concept guidance, all the processes within could completely be called well-founded!
Moreover, what Snape wanted to see was not a complete opposition between wizards and Muggles.
What he wanted was that before the exposure of the wizarding world in the future, wizards must possess the power to protect themselves!
This relatively moderate concept was destined to be easily accepted.
Snape had always attached great importance to the aspect of ideological erosion. As long as it involved large-scale application, the main focus was "moistening things silently."
A large number of Ravenclaw students left behind shameful defeats in front of him.
Until a yawning Shirin walked over, Snape's terrifying winning streak finally met its first defeat!
The moment the Veela arrived, all the surrounding students uncontrollably immersed themselves in the infection spreading uncontrollably like a virus.
And when they finally regained their senses—
Only then did they belatedly see Snape revealing a bitter smile. After looking at each other briefly, they invariably erupted in thunderous cheers!
"Little brother, you're not doing too well. How come you suddenly have time to do such ostentatious showing off?"
Shirin smiled faintly.
But no matter how she probed, she couldn't see any clues from Snape's expression.
"You're only two years older than me. There's no need to call me little brother, right?"
"My mom told me to look after you in the future. You won't suffer a loss by letting me call you brother."
Shirin said grumpily.
After yawning again, she immediately waved her hand and said a dashing goodbye.
"If it weren't for the huge commotion you guys caused, I wouldn't have bothered to come out. Waking up early is the great enemy of beauty. If you make me get up again because of you, little brother, don't blame me for using my wand to educate you then."
Shirin came lightly and left lightly.
Except for finally freeing a group of little eagles from the nightmare, she didn't take away a single cloud.
The enthusiastic cheers lasted for more than five minutes before ending.
Gazes fixed on Snape one by one, eager to know what this defeated opponent had to say!
However, Snape just smiled lightly disapprovingly, not regarding this failure as a shame at all, but politely said words that made all the little eagles' vision go black!
"I had a great time today, and I believe you did too.
So after the Christmas holidays are over, I will come again. Don't mention it; this is what I should do."
At this moment, the hearts of all little eagles were surprisingly consistent:
You better not come over here—!!
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