Chapter 190 Fabricating Memories

"Perhaps I should give you some praise, Miss Jane."

In Snape's dim cellar, the familiar dry humor sounded again.

This was supposed to be a 1v2 private lesson for Jane and Harry on Occlumency, but now the cellar is filled with hissing venom.

But Harry escaped unexpectedly because Snape was concentrating on "praising" Jane's performance in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"What an excellent and outstanding Slytherin student, winner of the three-year award for special contributions to the school—"

For a moment, Jian Yu couldn't tell whether Snape was really praising her or mocking her.

But based on her experience in studying Snape over the past three years——

There is a 99% chance that this is sarcasm.

Snape crossed his arms, his eyes slid down his nose to Jane's face, his brows furrowed again to the point where a fly could be caught:

"Let's look at Miss Jane's history of attending school in just a few years. In 1991, she bravely entered the restricted area on the first day of school. In 1992, she drove a speeding car to school at the same time. In 1993, she came face to face with a Dementor before entering the school gate. This is worth remembering in history."

"In 1994, she endured a full week after the start of the school term before attacking the professor. I think I should applaud her for her progress."

Confirmed, this is 100% sarcasm.

"Our distinguished headmaster also entrusted me to teach her Occlumency, but I think she might have been sent to Azkaban before she could learn it."

"If your guardian wasn't Dumbledore and this wasn't Hogwarts, imagine what would happen if you used the Imperius Curse—"

But before Snape could finish spraying the venom, Harry, who had escaped, ran straight into the muzzle of the gun.

"No, I heard them say that it was Moody who threatened her—"

Perhaps because he had been with Sirius for a long time, Harry's courage and bravery had greatly improved.

When it came to Jane Yu, he couldn't control himself from contradicting Snape.

Jian Yu was amazed by his courage.

Snape's expression became even darker, and his anger immediately shifted to another target:

"Very good, Potter. It seems that you have also learned from Miss Jane how to contradict the professor. What are you going to learn next, the Imperius Curse?"

"Perhaps the Imperius Curse is too easy for you. Do you want to learn how to use the Killing Curse on people, Potter?"

"Twenty points from Gryffindor for your disrespect for the professor."

The courage that Harry had just mustered was immediately beaten back by Snape's venom + point deduction, and he dared not say a word.

It seemed that randomly picking a Potter and scolding him was a good way for Snape to cheer himself up, so he changed the subject:

"I hope you know what you are here for, especially you, Potter."

"You can sense the Dark Lord's emotions and thoughts, but I don't know if he can sense yours - that's why the Headmaster asked you to learn."

He paused for a moment, then turned his gaze to Jian Yu:

"If Moody hasn't made you stupid, I don't need to bother you any more."

After getting her nod, Snape twitched his mouth in satisfaction and drew out his wand.

He pointed the tip of the staff at his temple, and a silver object was pulled out and fell into a stone basin.

"I'm going to get into your brains," he whispered, "and see if you can resist... Potter, you go first - Legilimency!"

Jian Yu pulled out a chair and sat down, but soon she couldn't sit still anymore because the office was in chaos.

Harry's eyes became confused, and he swayed left and right in a daze.

Soon he bent his knees, tripped over his right foot with his left foot, and prostrated himself before Jian Yu.

Unfortunately, before he fell, one of his legs hit the table leg with its leg twisted, and his knee quickly swelled up to be as thick as his thigh.

Even more unfortunately, before he lost control, he hit Snape's arm, causing his wrist to become red and swollen.

Jian Yu had to find medicine in the cellar drawer to reduce their swelling.

"Nice summer holiday, Potter, with your dog Godfather, making my garden your home."

Snape said coldly, his contempt evident in his words:

"I never thought that my cauldron could become his dog toy. Maybe the Black family is so poor that he can't even catch the frisbee."

Jian Yu clicked his tongue and shook his head.

If you don't want people to know, then don't do it.

Looking at Harry's flushed face, he must have been so desperate that he wanted to jump into the Black Lake.

After Snape and Harry had two more 1v1 training sessions, the Bat Professor seemed to have lost his patience with him:

"After you were able to turn potions into an unknown solid, I gave up hope on your brain, Potter."

"Get a hold of yourself and stop showing me those Muggle girl pictures and Veela in your head."

Harry almost became a boiled shrimp, feeling so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die.

He stared at the floor, as if he could dig out gold from it, and didn't even dare to look in Jian Yu's direction.

Snape sneered, opened the drawer and took out a wolf-tooth flying saucer with sharp teeth and a cold glow. It was obviously the masterpiece of the twins.

"Take it to your dog godfather and tell him to hold it in his mouth to get rid of those dirty thoughts in his head."

Then he turned to Jian Yu and began to introduce the key points of advanced brain occlumency:

"Eliminate distractions, put aside emotions, and block your own specific thoughts, feelings, and memories--"

"Use your imagination when necessary to conceive scenes—"

Snape pointed the tip of his staff at her: "Are you ready?"

Being possessed by telepathy is a very strange feeling, as if your brain is being invaded by a magical power, yet it is also firmly blocked outside.

It's like a flying bird can only lightly touch the sea surface but cannot dive deeper.

Just like kneading clay or making a movie, Jane tried to fabricate the memories to show Snape.

What to fabricate?

Harry holding the Triwizard Tournament trophy?

Boiling a magic potion resulted in a pot of porridge?

A balanced diet pyramid?

Meat, eggs, milk, carbohydrates, vegetables...

Beef, lamb, chicken, kale...

What a big farm...

Snape suddenly stopped his Legilimency and glared at Jian Yu fiercely:

"Practice makes perfect? ​​What an excellent research spirit! I applaud your understanding of coprolites."

"With such a passion for balanced eating, perhaps you should go work with the house elves in the kitchens at Hogwarts."

Jian Yu looked up at the ceiling.

This cellar ceiling...is so dark!

These crucibles piled to the top...are so bright!

Snape's face... is so gloomy!