Then, he slid smoothly along the wall and crashed onto the ground. The blood from his ruptured internal organs blocked his trachea.
In despair and grief, driven by his body's survival instinct, Snape rolled over and coughed up blood non - stop.
"Stop acting like that! Do you think I'll show mercy just because you're a bit injured and spitting blood?
Don't think I don't know. You're not fighting back now just because of Aunt Lily. To you, the others aren't even worth a fart!
If Voldemort hadn't intended to kill Aunt Lily back then, you'd probably still be Voldemort's right - hand man, Professor Snape!"
Dudley was still furious. Looking at Snape lying on the ground and spitting blood, he raised his Smelting stick again.
"Hey, cousin! Are you hurt?!"
Suddenly, Harry's anxious voice came from outside the emerald barrier.
Dudley stopped for a moment. After a quick check, he found that the emerald light curtain created by Snape was actually a variant of the All - Round Protection spell. It not only had a colored barrier to block the view but was also a defensive barrier.
"Stupid bat! Trying to deceive us and isolate the inside from the outside, making my cousin worried?!"
Dudley punched with all his might. A red light exploded, and he directly shattered the emerald light curtain set up by Snape.
The gruesome scene inside the light curtain was now in front of the first - years of Gryffindor and Slytherin.
"Dean Snape!"
Malfoy, standing on the outer edge of the corner where the Slytherin first - years were gathered, let out a cry of shock when he saw Snape lying on the ground, covered in blood.
Hearing this, the other Slytherin first - years looked over and were so shocked that they couldn't get a word out.
Dudley glanced in that direction. All the Slytherin first - years, including Malfoy, turned their heads away in unison, not daring to look.
By now, Harry had walked over to Dudley. Seeing that his cousin was unharmed, he let out a sigh of relief. Then he turned to stare at Snape on the ground with a look of hatred.
"Cousin, I want to take revenge too!"
Harry said and then tightened his grip on his wand, about to approach Snape.
Unexpectedly, Hermione and Neville suddenly stepped forward and blocked Dudley and Harry.
"Dudley, Harry, I know you have a feud with Professor Snape, but he's already in a pitiful state!"
Hermione held her head high and said bravely.
"Beating... beating a professor is wrong!" Neville, his face as white as a sheet, also summoned up his courage and said.
"But Snape indirectly caused the death of my parents!"
Seeing his two best friends trying to stop him and his cousin from taking revenge, Harry lost control of his emotions. The veins on his neck bulged, and he shouted angrily.
Hearing this, Hermione and Neville's eyes widened in shock. They couldn't get a word out and stood there stiffly.
At this time, Dudley also used his powerful magic power to forcefully break the Muffliato spell set by Snape, freeing himself from the relative mute state.
He first looked at Hermione and said coldly:
"Hermione, I hope that in the future, before you try to protect the so - called weak, you figure out the whole story and your own position. Don't waste your courage and wisdom on the wrong things and people!"
After that, he turned to Neville, whose face was as pale as a ghost.
"Neville, I've told you previously that correcting your friends' mistakes is a very brave and right thing to do. But that's not a reason for you to stop your friends just based on the surface appearances!"
"Also, I have to remind you that you should use your courage on yourself, not on your friends!"
After saying that to his two friends, Dudley suddenly reached out his hand. "Get out of my way!"
A gentle yet powerful whirlwind materialized out of thin air and blew Hermione and Neville, who were blocking his and Harry's way, back to the Gryffindor first - years' line.
In the crowd, Ron, who was extremely anxious and at a loss, quickly caught Hermione, who was swept by the whirlwind, and comforted her in a low voice.
As for Neville, he was so fat that no one dared to catch him. He just managed not to fall flat on his back thanks to Seamus reaching out to support him.
On Dudley's side, he reached out and patted his cousin on the back to help him calm down a little. Then he said,
"Don't bother avenging Harry on Snape. If you do it, it'll be a favor to him. Just stand here and watch me handle it."
"Got it, cousin."
Harry replied. He was in a really bad mood after being stopped by his friends.
Looking up, he spotted Snape, who was lying on the ground in the distance, coughing up blood and still staring at him tearfully. He got even angrier.
"Look, look! I'll let you look!"
Harry roared furiously. Immediately, he reached out and took off his round - framed glasses, took out his wand and pointed it at his glasses. "Instant Transformation!"
A glimmer of light flashed. There wasn't much change to Harry's round - framed glasses. Only the two lenses were covered with a golden - tinted transparent film.
When Harry put the glasses on again, others couldn't see his emerald - green eyes through the glasses anymore. Instead, what they saw was a dull yellow - green color, and the original feeling was gone.
Dudley witnessed his cousin's actions and his hatred for Snape grew even stronger. Then he noticed that Snape was still staring at Harry's eyes. He immediately raised his hand and cast an eye curse on Snape.
Snape covered his eyes painfully but still endured the pain without making any screams.
Dudley sneered inwardly but still waved his hand first to send out a wave of magic power to cover Harry's round - framed glasses.
He employed a more advanced transfiguration to adjust the color state of the colored film on Harry's glasses.
After the adjustment, when looking at Harry's eyes through the glasses, they were neither emerald - green nor yellow - green. Instead, they were the same golden - brown as Harry's father, James Potter.
This would guarantee that when Snape regained his eyesight and saw Harry again, he would feel desperate as if everything had fallen apart.
In addition, Dudley used alchemy to fix the modified state of Harry's glasses. And when Harry looked at the outside world through the colored glasses, he wouldn't see strange color differences. It would feel exactly the same as before the adjustment.
After doing all this, under the open stares of the Gryffindor students and the furtive glances of the Slytherin students, Dudley approached Snape again.
"Just now, I thought you'd give Harry a formal apology. But I gave you a chance, and you blew it!"
"
Dudley held his staff and said sinisterly.
But Snape still lay on the ground, covering his eyes, saying nothing and looking like he was going to hold out until the end.
"Good! Good! Good! You've got some spunk! Then have a good taste of this move! Cruciatus Curse!"
As Dudley said, he raised his hand and pointed, sending out a powerful, hatred - filled magic power. It condensed into the Cruciatus Curse, one of the Unforgivable Curses. Then it entered Snape's body, torturing him crazily.
"Ahh—Ugh... Cough... Cough..."