Snape, His Edge Laid Bare

Seeing Snape grasp the wand, Wizet maintained the Guardian Meditation, intently observing Snape's movements.

At this moment, Snape exuded a unique coldness, a coldness forged from iron and blood, like a sword saturated with blood.

Wizet held his breath. Looking at Snape, he felt as if he were looking at a swordsman, a swordsman with his sharp edge fully exposed.

In fact, the Sectumsempra gave him a similar feeling, as if he were unleashing a sword aura.

"Sectumsempra!"

Snape's voice seemed very soft and short, but every word he uttered was full of explosive power and unstoppable will.

It's a contradictory feeling.

The Sectumsempra is not a contradictory magic.

Snape slightly raised his wrist, the movement seemingly effortless.

With a wave of the wand, chilling, invisible sword energy rapidly spread from a point to a line.

Swish.

The sharp sound was like the sound of blowing on bamboo, short but unstoppable.

The snake's molt trembled slightly twice, then split in two, falling Silencio to either side.

Snape just put down his wand, as if sheathing a sword, and returned to the gloomy look that Wizet was familiar with.

"This snakeskin isn't that tough. I'll only give you ten minutes." Snape put down his wand. "Also, suppress the Dark Magic in the Sectumsempra ..."

"Use 'control' and 'precision' to throw this balanced magic off balance, making it only 'sharp'. I want the snakeskin fragments, not the fragments of Dark Magic."

Wizet's earlier judgment was correct; Snape valued the snake's molt itself, its purity that required no additional attributes.

Such a fast sword.

The charm of that sword strike is worth savoring repeatedly.

Wizet let out a soft breath, still using Mental Magic to savor Snape's casting movements, incantation tone, and the spirit he displayed.

He suddenly realized that the way Snape used the Sectumsempra was highly similar to the Snape in Hagrid's memory.

If that's the case... perhaps we can use another memory as a "fulcrum" to present the Sectumsempra.

As the saying goes, "all roads lead to Rome," and the knowledge of Mental Magic that Wizet has studied can also help him master other forms of magic.

Snape wanted him to finish cutting the snake skin as soon as possible, which would require a bit of a "shortcut".

Wizet closed her eyes, raised her wand to her temple, Obscurus Core pumped Ancient Magic Power from her core, using it to cast Memory Extraction Charm.

Using Ancient Magic Power to establish a bond and connect two sets of memories will produce some unique effects.

This is one of the results of his magical research. When teaching Luna, he actually used a similar method, using the Pensieve to produce a similar "empathy" effect.

He first extracted memories related to young Snape, then the memories from before, and finally the concept of sword energy...

Gathering these memories together is like kneading a lamp wick, kneading them all together...

Wizet opened her eyes, a strange coldness emanating from the depths of her gaze.

Snape turned to look at Wizet, first frowning, then raising an eyebrow, as if he had discovered something strange.

Wizet's arms hung limply, and what he held in his hand seemed less like a wand and more like a sharp sword.

He adjusted his posture, standing as straight as a pine tree, before calmly raising his hand and swinging his wand upwards, slicing a clean straight line through the air.

"Sectumsempra!"

Unlike Snape's chanting, Wizet's chanting was brighter, yet equally unstoppable.

Whoosh!

The sound of the bamboo flute rose again, but it was much longer and more drawn out, unlike Snape's ability to control it so freely.

And indeed, the result was as described: Snape's Sectumsempra only made the snakes tremble, while his Sectumsempra affected the bones.

Those skeletons that came into contact with the Sectumsempra were chopped into pieces along with the molted snake.

The surrounding skeletons seemed to be blown by the wind, making a "crackling" sound as they rolled to the side.

Snape's brows furrowed, and the emotions in his deep eyes, like those he displayed when casting the Sectumsempra, were filled with disgust and longing.

Dumbledore, sensing something amiss, walked over to Snape and whispered, "In him... I see a reflection of yourself in your student days..."

"Heh... Is this something to reminisce about?" Snape crossed his arms and chuckled coldly, tapping his fingers lightly on his upper arms as if counting.

Dumbledore shook his head and said nothing more.

Wizet maintained this feeling, continuously swinging her arms and releasing bursts of sword energy to slash at the snake's molt.

Unbeknownst to them, bone dust filled the cave tunnel, like a gentle snowfall. The enormous snake molt shrank continuously, being cut into small, regular fragments that fell to the ground.

Only after the snake's molt was completely cut did Wizet exhale a long breath, press his wand against his temple again, and fully restore the memories of the massage.

A burning pain shot through his fingers as he gripped the wand. He looked up and saw deep cuts on both his index finger and thumb.

He relaxed at that moment, and blood flowed out from the wound.

"Episkey!" Wizet used his other hand to cast a spell, quickly healing the wound on his finger.

"Using tricks, this is the punishment." Snape stepped forward, glancing at the remaining white marks on the wound. "It took about six minutes; I'd give it a barely passing grade."

Wizet nodded. "I understand! I will focus on practicing this magic from now on and will not use such tricks again."

If one could cast the Sectumsempra as freely as Snape, the nearby skeletons wouldn't be affected—a fact Wizet was well aware of.

"I thought I'd get an 80," Dumbledore said, walking over as well. "At the end of this cave tunnel, there's another door."

"I tried to open that door, but the usual methods didn't seem to work... After all, this is Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, so I guess I'll have to use Parseltongue."

Snape said, "Collect the snakeskin, dust off the bone meal, and we should move on."

Wizet, waved his wand to gather the snakeskin fragments, and put them into the bag that Dumbledore.

"Dust and Grime Begone!" Wizet waved his wand at the bag, cleaning the bone dust off the snakeskin.

After the initial cleaning, he reached into the bag to check again for any remaining bone meal.

The moment he touched the snakeskin fragment, "The Wizard Combat Guide" suddenly opened, and countless pages flew up.

The Ancient Magic Power he had collected had also changed, and were now completely absorbed by "The Wizard Combat Guide".

With the infusion of Ancient Magic Power, the pages flew even more wildly, and it seemed that it would take some time before the contents could be revealed.

Wizet had encountered similar situations before, so she was unfazed and followed Dumbledore deeper into the cave tunnel...