The Revealing Charm can reveal objects that have been magically hidden.
It can be used against both Disillusionment Charm and Transfiguration.
However, it can only be effective once and cannot be applied to Polyjuice Potion that directly alter the physical body.
Before Snape could swing his wand again, the bat's silhouette had already vanished into the smoke.
"Gather quickly— Lumos— "
A powerful wizard can use two spells at the same time.
However, one of them will definitely be simple.
As he tossed the smoke, along with the small white spheres, onto the ceiling, he also used the light from the tip of his cane to illuminate the entire Great Hall.
Whether in light or darkness, it is quite quiet here.
"Reparo— "
Snape put down the smoke he had just been holding.
The Disillusionment Charm is not invincible.
It can only make a wizard disappear from sight, not from the world itself.
The wisps of smoke that drifted as he moved around could help him find Vincent, who had disappeared.
The direction is the main entrance; it could be either up or down the stairs.
With a stern face Snape suddenly leaned back, deftly dodging a small red ball flying towards his nose.
"Ha!" He lowered his wand and used the magical momentum of the Nonverbal spells to regain his balance and stand upright.
"Clang, clang—"
As you ascend the stairs, two small, black, smoky balls tumble down.
"Wayne!!!"
The roar was earth-shattering, startling the five small figures on the second floor.
"I can imagine the Old Bat's ferocious expression now."
Shh—they'll be here soon.
They crouched outside the stairwell, staring at the two names on the map.
"He has made history again."
"What?"
"Successfully flirted with the professor in the middle of the night, and even outmaneuvered him completely."
The five small figures exchanged glances and nodded in deep agreement.
Such a commotion would inevitably attract Filch's attention.
He carried a lantern on the fifth floor and strode towards the stairs.
Peeves, who was drawing on the blackboard in the Defense Against the Dark Arts on the fourth floor, chuckled and floated down through the floor.
Hehehehe—
Vincent had just run up to the second floor, heard the laughter and decided to release the Disillusionment Charm.
Snape was just one step away from the top of the stairs, saw the cloak sweep past the corner and immediately cast a Disarming Spell and Stunning Spell.
Unfortunately, while the reaction speed was fast enough, the spell's flight speed was not fast enough.
He took long strides and ran up the stairs two steps at a time.
Even if it was just a fleeting glimpse, the five small figures who witnessed this graceful figure trembled involuntarily.
"Does the Old Bat know how to fight?"
"Impossible, this must be deliberate training to improve waist and leg balance." Hermione said before donning her Invisibility Cloak.
"Let's go, we only have 50 minutes left."
"Okay, Miss Know-It-All" The twins smiled and stepped forward to clear the way.
Cedric and Rolf, who had used the Disillusionment Charm, were at the very back.
If they're unlucky enough to be discovered, these three outstanding students can still confidently slip away.
Fred and George had too much debt to bear, and being scolded and punished wasn't a one-off thing for them.
With Snape in such a pose, Vincent only glanced at him briefly before pulling out a small red ball.
His bat-shaped helmet was Transfiguration from a gas mask and could effectively filter out the pungent chili smoke.
Hehehe—
The laughter had barely started when he tossed the ball in his hand over.
As soon as the big head of the Peeves popped out, it hit its nose right in the face.
"Damn bat—cough cough cough—"
Snape swung his wand forward, clearing a space large enough to accommodate his past.
"Cough cough—two bats?" Peeves poked his head upstairs.
Vincent strode over, and then another small red ball went down.
Snape, on the other hand, was even more direct. He jumped up with his left foot on his head and used his right foot to push off the wall to make the turn.
This skill takes four or five years to master.
"Two Old Bat!"
Peeves grumbled and floated up again.
This time he was smarter and simply stretched out his hand with his face pressed against the step.
Vincent ignored him, turned sideways, and casually touched the multi-functional belt.
"Ah--"
His flailing little hands were stepped on by Snape from behind.
"Aww—"
Filch was very familiar with those two screams.
The person he interacted with most at Hogwarts was not Dumbledore, nor the mischievous students, but Peeves, who he could never get rid of.
While this is certainly gratifying, there are clearly more important things to do at this moment.
Wayne? Two Old Bat?
Batman and the Old Bat?
Vincent and Snape?
"I've found you, you bad student—"
He approached the stairwell with a sinister look on his face, and just as he was about to go down, he almost bumped into a dark figure.
With a "pop," the other party was engulfed in smoke.
"Get out of the way!" Another dark figure flashed past.
Filch felt a pain in his eyes, and rubbing them made it hurt even more.
"Meow~" Mrs. Norris bit his trouser leg and backed away.
"Ah—my eyes—"
It would have been better if I hadn't spoken, because once I opened my mouth, I choked.
He lay prone at the top of the stairs, crawling away little by little from the slowly spreading cloud of smoke.
Vincent had already reached the seventh floor, did not continue upwards.
Snape's physical abilities were surprisingly comparable to his drug-addicted self, which greatly exceeded expectations.
But life always needs some challenges.
He turned to the right side of the corridor and went into the boys' washroom.
The washbasin inside is surrounded by a ring of cubicles.
There is also a ring of beautifully patterned glass at a height of two meters on the wall.
He pointed his wand at several faucets, then used the Disillusionment Charm to hide himself.
The sound of rushing water drowned out the heavy breathing.
Snape pushed open the door and went inside, his dark pupils scanning each of the cubicles.
"Huff, huff—" He panted as he waved his wand, turning off the taps that were interfering with his judgment.
But no matter how hard I tried to concentrate, I couldn't detect a second breathing sound.
He didn't believe that eleven-year-old Vincent was physically better than him.
As the door to the first compartment on the left was pushed open, the Revealing Charm spread out from the tip of the staff.
The second one from the left is the same.
"Clatter--"
Snape quickly turned around to look.
A small white ball floats in the washbasin, where ripples spread out in circles.
He decisively pointed his wand upwards, pressing the water and smoke bombs against the ceiling.
"Wayne, is that all you're capable of?"
Provocation is useless.
Vincent, who was hiding in the third cubicle on the left, finally managed to get his breathing rhythm right.
Snape probably didn't know that there was a training program called stealth in the Muggle special forces.
It can approach the enemy silently and launch a fatal attack in the stillness.
The most basic techniques are to lower the sound of your footsteps and adjust your breathing rate.
He hadn't intended to throw it in the sink, but old man Merlin insisted on doing it for him.
If he were on the floor, Snape would suspect he was in a cubicle.
Such a precise throw is hard for a cautious person to believe as being due to luck.