A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

"The Daily Prophet's front page headline states that yesterday the Ministry of Magic used the power of the second Philosopher's Stone to resurrect the hero who died gloriously against the Death Eaters during the First Wizarding War - Gideon Prewett! "

"Thos, the maker of the second magic stone, has brought unprecedented impact to the entire magic world!"

"Nicolas Flamel, the maker of the first Philosopher's Stone, publicly admitted that Soth's attainments in the field of alchemy had surpassed his own."

"Congratulations to the rising star and genius in the British wizarding world for officially reaching the top and becoming the greatest alchemist of our time!"

"The ministers of magic of the seventeen countries are urgently negotiating with Fudge, hoping to obtain part of the rights to use this magic stone through a transaction."

"The famous French wizard family offered a sky-high price of three million gold galleons. They only hope to buy a piece of magic mercury made from the magic stone to resurrect the heirs of their family who died in an accident."

"The Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has officially issued an invitation, hoping that Lord Soth can come for academic exchanges."

"Sir Merlin unanimously decided to award Soth the first-class medal. The Alchemist Association invited Soth to become the chief of the organization. The International Federation of Wizards also announced that it would absorb him as an honorary member."

"The largest potion and alchemy items company in Europe wants to spend a high price to purchase the rights to Soth's image as its new logo."

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As countless newspapers and magazines were circulated wildly in the auditorium on the first floor of Hogwarts in the early morning, the students of the seventh grade collectively fell into complete madness.

Just as Rita Skeeter had predicted, fame, wealth, power and high status all sprung up like mushrooms after rain as the true purpose of the second Philosopher's Stone was revealed.

After all, resurrecting this power is as if the Muggle world suddenly invented a medicine that can cure all terminal diseases for wizards, and it will inevitably cause a huge sensation.

This sensation was not limited to the British wizarding world, but quickly spread throughout Europe and even across the ocean.

There is no doubt that Zuo Si is completely famous this time.

If the introduction of magic scrolls and spell storage technology last year was only regarded as a rising star, making everyone full of expectations for its future, then now he has become the top authority and master in the field of alchemy.

After all, even Nico Flamel publicly admitted that Zuo Si had surpassed himself in the field of alchemy, and even pioneered the use of some unprecedented knowledge and technology in the production of the second magic stone.

Based on this alone, no one dares to raise any doubts except that someone can successfully create the third magic stone.

So even though Zuo Si is still a second-year student at Hogwarts, no one will treat him as a student anymore.

At least not the officials of the Ministry of Magic, nor the members of the big families, nor the professors at the school.

"Resurrection? Resurrection from the dead? Did the Daily Prophet print an entertainment joke in the wrong place today?"

George stared at the newspaper in his hand with his mouth open, and then pinched the thigh of the twin brother next to him to make sure he was not dreaming or hallucinating.

"Ah!!! Bastard! Why are you pinching my thigh? Why are you pinching your own!"

Fred suddenly screamed and even the omelette he was holding fell to the ground.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm a little afraid of pain." George explained with a playful smile.

"Asshole! I'll fight you!"

"Come on! Who's afraid of who?"

Soon, the pair were wrestling with each other as usual, smearing butter, cream, peanut butter, ketchup and other things on each other's faces, which immediately attracted many people to boo and laugh.

Because everyone knows that the fight between the Weasley twins never affects the relationship and feelings between them, but is closer to a kind of joking nonsense.

However, as the elder brother, Percy obviously didn't like these two younger brothers who were messing around in school all day long. He frowned subconsciously, then picked up the newspaper and glanced at it twice.

After a while, he noticed the row of names marked in bold letters, and immediately exclaimed: "Wait! The name Gideon Prewett sounds a bit familiar. Damn it! He...he is Our uncle! Mom mentioned him before!"

"What? This resurrected dead man is our uncle!"

Ron was stunned when he heard this. He instantly recalled his parents' reaction yesterday morning in his mind, and suddenly understood the truth.

It turns out that the mother was crying excitedly not because a relative in the family had passed away, but because a relative was coming back from the dead.

Of course you will cry with joy when you meet your loved ones who have passed away.

"That's right! You weren't born yet, and George and Fred were still young. They don't remember Uncle Gedion at all, but I still have some impression of him." Percy said with a hint of emotion in his tone.

After all, when he was a child, it happened to be at the height of the First Wizarding War.

The two sides have completely torn off the last disguise and are engaged in the most terrifying and brutal fighting.

Almost every few days you hear news of someone being killed in action.

Especially when the news came back that his two uncles had died in the war, Percy remembered seeing his mother hiding in the kitchen alone and crying for a long time. Her eyes were red and swollen for several days.

Ron nodded slightly: "I see. So...our family owes Soth a big favor this time?"

"It's more than just a favor. Do you know what it means to be resurrected from the dead? He is now the whole of Britain, no, he should be a big shot in the magical world of Europe and even America."

Percy's tone was filled with naked and unabashed envy.

There is no way not to be envious!

You must know that his goal in life is to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation, gain power and do something great.

But now, Zuo Si has easily obtained everything he didn't even dare to think about.

It's a pity that Percy's little plan to get closer and establish friendship with Zuo Si failed during the last semester, and the other party didn't even bother to talk to him.

This caused the somewhat arrogant Percy to suffer a huge blow to his self-confidence for a long time.

But today he finally understood why Zuo Si always had a very cold attitude towards most students in school.

Because with Zuo Si's talent and talent, there was no need to waste time with these naive students in the school.

Only senior bureaucrats in the Ministry of Magic and well-known wizards from all over the world are qualified to communicate with them.

"By the way, did you see Harry this morning?"

Ron glanced at the Gryffindor House table and found that he did not see his friend.

Percy nodded slightly: "I saw it. When he was going downstairs, he was called to the office by Professor Snape. It seemed that he was preparing to talk about something more important and serious."

"Snape?"

Ron frowned immediately and quickly turned his attention to the relatively empty table in the corner. Sure enough, he found that Zuo Si was not there either. Only Hermione was sitting on the chair, yawning and drinking milk.

In fact, he had no idea that at this moment in the office underground of the castle, Snape had decided to no longer hide and tuck in, but to have a showdown with Harry Potter.

As for Zuo Si, he just wanted to have a good time and sat silently throughout the whole process, watching this family ethics drama that could be on the eight o'clock prime time slot.

"Potter, have you read today's newspaper?" Snape asked, breaking the silence first.

"Uh... not yet, Professor." Harry replied cautiously.

He couldn't understand at all what kind of serious illness this Potions teacher who kept targeting him last semester had started to change his attitude this semester.

Especially the eyes of a father looking at his son, making the savior feel uncomfortable every time they meet.

"Here, read it, and we'll talk when you're done."

As he spoke, Snape threw a newspaper that had just arrived this morning on the table.

Out of curiosity, Harry subconsciously picked it up and glanced at it, and immediately saw the contents of the front page headlines, as well as Rita Skeeter's bottomless praise of Zuo Si throughout the article.

Especially the eye-catching title "Resurrection from the Dead", he suddenly seemed to understand something, his face was full of shock and disbelief, and at the same time, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"You...you resurrected my mother? Is that why you said those words in Potions class before?"

The savior suddenly stood up from the chair and stared at Zuo Si, who was drinking lemon tea.

Although due to his age, he is easily deceived and fooled by others, it does not mean that he is a fool.

"No, dear Harry, it was not me who resurrected your mother, but Professor Snape himself who resurrected his beloved.

What's more, haven't you always longed to live with your mother who loves you?

Now, this wish can come true.

Although it may be slightly different from what you expected.

But I believe all this will be solved when I meet Ms. Lily. "

Zuo Si tried to comfort him, pretending to be watching the fun and not afraid of the trouble.

Because the scene he wanted to see most was about to take place.

"What about my father?" Harry asked subconsciously.

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders innocently: "I said, your father is not a likable guy.

And I'm not familiar with him, so why should I spend so much effort to resurrect a stranger?

What's more, if you die for more than ten years, you will lose a lot of memories even if you are resurrected. This is reflected in your mother.

She even forgot that she was married and had a child like you. Even her childhood memories were slowly restored with the help of Professor Snape.

So if you want to resurrect all your parents and live together as a family, give up this idea as soon as possible.

Because all their most precious memories have been lost, there is no possibility of them being able to get them back.

But Ms. Lily and Professor Snape are different. They are childhood sweethearts and playmates who grew up together. Many memories can be traced back to their childhood.

So in the recovery process, feelings will naturally develop gradually, and then they will eventually come together.

Otherwise, what do you think Professor Snape’s purpose is for calling you here today?

Just to inform you that your mother has been resurrected?

No, he is inviting you to a wedding and to become part of this new family.

The most important thing is that your mother has recently become pregnant and will give birth to a younger brother or sister around June or July next year.

How about it? Are you surprised after hearing it?

Now you not only have a mother who is willing to sacrifice her life for you, but you also have a stepfather who is a professor with a very high reputation in the magic world, as well as a lovely younger brother and younger sister. "

no doubt!

These words were like a bolt from the blue, directly shattering Harry Potter's young mind and outlook.

His mother was resurrected?

His mother is going to marry Snape?

And they have a child!

Are you going to be a brother?

The huge amount of information completely plunged the savior's little head into chaos, and he was unable to recover from the huge amount of information for a long time.

Fortunately, Zuo Si had been vaccinated in advance, otherwise he would probably pass out due to "CPU" overload.

In addition, Harry also realized why Snape's attitude towards him was strange from the beginning of this semester.

It turns out that everything happened because he had an affair with his mother!

For a moment, Harry didn't know whether he should be angry because a prairie grew on his father's head, or feel joy because his mother came back from the dead, or feel despair because Snape became his stepfather...

With such mixed emotions of sadness and joy, he couldn't help but ask in a slightly trembling voice: "Can I go see my mother?"

"Of course! In fact, I am preparing to take you to see her. But there is a proviso. You must first sign this document."

As he spoke, Snape took out a parchment scroll with the official seal of the Ministry of Magic from his arms.

Harry only glanced at it and immediately understood that it was a custody transfer agreement.

If you sign, your guardian will change from your uncle or aunt to your biological mother, and you won't have to spend every summer vacation with the annoying Dursleys.

But the price is that if Snape and his mother really get married, then the other party will become a veritable stepfather and have the right to discipline him.

to be honest……

This is a dilemma.

If he could, Harry wouldn't choose either one.

But in the end, between the bad and the not-so-bad, he chose the latter.

After all, Lily was his biological mother who stood up and died to protect him, and living in a wizarding family was far better than living in a Muggle family.

When the name is signed, the magical contract of this scroll takes effect instantly and is transmitted back to the Ministry of Magic at an extremely fast speed and a backup is generated.

As long as Lily's identity is recognized, the contract will have legal effect.

Seeing that the contract came into effect, a creepy smile suddenly appeared on Snape's face, and he said in an extremely gentle voice: "Don't worry, I will not force you to call me father, nor will I interfere too much with everything you do at school. Behavior.

Just the opposite!

If you encounter any trouble, or are troubled by others, you can come to me.

Now, go to class. When the last class of the day is over, come directly to the office and I will take you home. "

"Okay...ok!"

Harry was obviously frightened, and subconsciously nodded vigorously, then turned around and ran away.

Because he suddenly discovered that Snape's current appearance was ten thousand times more terrifying than when he was targeting him before.

Especially the "old father"-like expression is really scary.

Compared with this, when he encountered Voldemort at the end of the first grade, his ferocious and terrifying appearance seemed a bit childish.

Seeing the reaction of the savior running away, Zuo Si finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Pfft hahaha! Dear professor, I don't think you, the stepfather, will be able to change the situation in Harry's mind for a long time. Bad image."

Snape rolled his eyes angrily: "Stop gloating over others' misfortunes and help me think of a solution. Compared with Harry, how to make Lily accept that she is married and has a child is a bigger problem."

Zuo Si responded nonchalantly: "There is no need to worry about this at all.

With Harry's dark green eyes, as soon as he appeared, Ms. Lily would immediately recognize that this was her child.

Sometimes the power of blood is so magical.

It allows relatives who have been separated for many years or even have never seen each other to recognize each other in an instant. "

"You're coming along tonight, right?"

Snape would appear extremely cautious and nervous when it came to Lily.

After all, he was originally a "love saint", and this love was lost and found, so he would naturally cherish it especially.

"Of course! How could I be absent from such a wonderful scene?"

Zuo Si gave full play to his cautious attitude and agreed without hesitation.

Just when Snape was about to say something, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside.

Immediately afterwards, a student was heard shouting through the door: "Professor! Professor Snape! Oh no! A student was attacked on campus! And Harry Potter is the only witness and the biggest suspect. people!"

"Huh? What!"

When Snape heard the news, he didn't care about being reserved. He immediately opened the door and asked, "Be careful! What is going on?"

"The scene is over there! I'll take you there!"

The Slytherin student who came to tip off the news didn't know how to explain it, so he simply chose to lead the way.

After a while, the three people, including Zuo Si, came to a relatively secluded corner of the corridor.

At this moment, the scene was already crowded with students.

Dumbledore, the principal, and Professor McGonagall, the vice-principal, arrived first and were carefully inspecting a stone statue of a student.

Harry, on the other hand, stood aside helplessly in a daze, seemingly completely frightened by the sudden unexpected situation.

Master Malfoy took the opportunity to fan the flames and said: "Ah! You openly attacked your classmates with curses in school! I'm afraid no one can save you this time, Potter. It seems that you will have to pack your luggage in an hour or two at most. Go back and live with your stupid Muggle relatives."

"Shut up! I said it! I didn't do this! I just heard some weird noises!"

Harry glared fiercely at this annoying guy who was always pestering him.

If Snape was his most hated professor, then Draco Malfoy was his most hated classmate.

"Hmph! You still want to deny the evidence? Look at this poor guy. His whole body has turned into stone. It is estimated that even the best doctor at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies will not be able to restore him to his original state. Wait. You might be sent to Azkaban and imprisoned for the rest of your life."

Master Malfoy suddenly turned on all fire, wanting to trample under his feet the savior who had rejected him and made himself embarrassed in public.

But soon, he felt a chill coming from his back.

Out of his subconscious first reaction, he immediately turned around, only to find that his dean was staring at him with narrowed eyes. He was so frightened that he stepped back and started to stutter when he spoke.

"Teach...professor?!"

"Until the evidence is found and the matter is decided, keep your mouth shut, Draco. If I hear these rumors and nonsense coming out of your mouth again, I don't mind giving you something to drink, just to make sure. You'll never make a sound. Do you understand?"

Snape bent down suddenly, with such overwhelming momentum that Master Malfoy was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

There is no doubt that this is a naked threat.

The latter could not believe in his wildest dreams that Snape, who had always targeted Harry and Gryffindor House, would suddenly turn his guns against "one of his own".

Not only Malfoy couldn't understand it, but also the other students present couldn't understand it.

But due to Snape's powerful aura and his usually domineering style, no one dared to raise any objections, and they all closed their mouths and did not dare to make any sound.

As for Master Malfoy, he could only retreat dejectedly and hide in the crowd, thinking about what he had done wrong and that he would be scolded in full.

But just because he didn't know, didn't mean Harry didn't know.

Especially when he saw the "Daddy is here to support you" revealed in Snape's eyes, he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

The atmosphere at the scene also became weird.

"It's so touching! What a father's love is like a mountain..."

Zuo Si suppressed his laughter and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

You must know that in the past it was Malfoy who used Snape's favoritism to cause trouble for Harry, but now the situation is obviously completely reversed.

After all, the relationship between Lucius and Snape can only be regarded as fictitious at best. They worked together as Death Eaters under Voldemort for a period of time, and both graduated from Slytherin College.

There is no way to compare with the unforgettable love and life and death between Lily.

If he had to make a choice between the two, Snape would not hesitate to trade the lives of the Malfoy family for the lives of Lily and Harry.

"Albus! What happened here?" Snape asked bluntly.

"Alas - the child who was attacked was attacked by a very powerful petrification magic. He has completely turned into a stone. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover." Dumbledore sighed helplessly.

"Petrified?"

Snape's expression suddenly turned serious when he heard this.

Because the petrification spell in this world is very different from the petrification magic in Faerûn.

The former only makes people temporarily incapacitated, just like being hit by a immobilization spell.

But the latter is true petrification, turning a person into a stone-shaped sculpture.

Therefore, in the general knowledge of wizards, spells that can completely turn a person into stone are usually terrible black magic, or some extremely dangerous magical animals.

An attack like this in the school means that Hogwarts is no longer a safe place.

Dumbledore nodded solemnly: "Yes, petrified. We must gather all the students and conduct a large search of the entire castle. In addition, we must notify the Ministry of Magic and the parents of the victim."

"Can the power of the Philosopher's Stone restore this child?"

Professor McGonagall obviously noticed Zuo Si and immediately placed her hopes on him.

"It doesn't need to be that troublesome. I happen to know a magic that can lift petrification."

With that said, Zuo Si squeezed out from behind the crowd, waved his wand and cast a Faerûn six-ring arcane magic that was specially converted into a spell not long ago - [Remove Petrification].

The moment the tip of the wand came into contact with the petrified student!

The latter's hard body quickly became very soft, and returned to elastic skin and muscles within the next minute.

After his whole body completely recovered, he fell to the ground with a plop, gasping for air as if he had collapsed.

"What is this spell?" Dumbledore raised his head with surprise and curiosity in his eyes.

As the ceiling of the magic world's combat power, he had learned almost all the spells when he was young, but he had never heard of any spell that could restore a completely petrified person to his original state.

Even the magic potion prepared with mandrake could barely save those semi-petrified people.

As for full petrochemical...

Sorry, there is no good solution in the magic world so far.

"Removing the petrification spell. I just invented it before school started. How do you think it works?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.

"It is indeed quite good. It seems that your talent in spells is no worse than alchemy. And... you also saved the precious life of a classmate. As the principal, I decided to give Slytherin a hundred points."

A smile appeared on Dumbledore's originally serious face.

Because this spell is completely innocuous and was simply created to save people.

So he subconsciously felt that there must be many kind parts in Zuo Si's heart.

As everyone knows, the reason why Zuo Si put so much effort into turning the removal of petrification into a magic spell was actually just to deal with the basilisk in the secret room this semester.

With this spell, no matter how many students are petrified, they can be brought back without any effort.

Once the petrified eye is destroyed, the basilisk will be nothing more than a poisonous giant snake at best, which is not enough evidence at all.

"Professor, I think if you have time to give me extra points here, why not quickly ask this classmate what happened. You must know that removing petrification will put a certain burden on the body. He must be very tired now and may fall asleep at any time. He might have fallen into a coma." Zuo Si reminded calmly.

Dumbledore obviously noticed the victim's weakness and hurriedly lowered his head and asked: "Justin! Tell me, what happened to you just now? Who attacked you?"

"It's... it's a pair of eyes! Scary giant pale yellow eyes! I just looked at it, and then I didn't know anything."

The boy named Justin shook violently and gave the answer in a weak voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

"A pair of giant pale yellow eyes?"

"Could it be the effect of some kind of magic spell?"

"I don't think so. It could be a scary magical creature."

"Damn it! Why does this happen in school?"

The professors immediately began discussing the possibilities in hushed tones.

Because the attack left no clues and no second witness other than the victim, we can only make blind guesses.

Only Zuo Si knew very well that this was Voldemort's Horcrux that had awakened and launched its first attack, so he immediately turned his attention to Lockhart, who was pale and evasive.

It's just that he doesn't quite understand why the other party didn't write titles on the wall such as "The Chamber of Secrets has been opened", "The heir of Slytherin will bloodbath the entire school of Muggle students", etc. to create panic.

"Thos, have you thought of anything?" Snape asked in an uncertain tone.

"No, no, I just find it strange why the other party would attack a worthless student and use petrification." Zuo Si responded, pretending to be very confused.

"In short, gather all the students together first. The two professors will stay where they are, and the rest will search every corner of the castle."

Principal Dumbledore quickly made arrangements after some simple thinking.

After all, if there is an attack in the school, it is undoubtedly the safest to conduct a large search.

Soon, under his leadership, the professors formed groups of two and began searching room after room along the corridor.

Zuo Sizai deliberately applied to be paired with Lockhart, frightening the liar so much that he almost fainted on the spot.

After he completely distanced himself from the other professors and entered the dark cellar and warehouse, he waved his wand and sealed the door to the upper level, and said meaningfully: "How long do you plan to hide it?"

"What...what do you mean?" Lockhart asked in a trembling voice.

"It means literally. Although you pretend to be very similar, you are not Lockhart after all. Because the real Harold will never let go of any opportunity to brag even when he is extremely frightened. And Lockhart is accustomed to using his right hand, but you have held the wand with your left hand from the beginning."

Zuo Si bluntly exposed the opponent's disguise.

To be honest, he really didn't expect the young Voldemort to be so bold and dare to appear openly under Dumbledore's nose.

"Oh? You are indeed a truly smart and talented wizard as rumored."

A strange smile appeared on Lockhart's face, and then he suddenly raised his wand and shot out a red light.

"Expelliarmus!"

moment!

The red light hit Zuo Si's right hand directly, and the wand flew several meters away and fell to the ground.

"Hahahaha! You are too careless, my dear friend. If I were you, when I find something wrong with someone around me, I should take a preemptive strike instead of revealing the other person's identity first." Voldemort grinned proudly.

There is no doubt that being able to instantly defeat and subdue a genius like Zuo Si brought him a great sense of satisfaction and psychological superiority.

After all, in the traditional concept of wizards, losing the wand means losing the weapon and losing the threat, which can basically be regarded as a complete defeat.

But Zuo Si, who had thrown away his wand, was not nervous at all. Instead, he asked with a half-smile, "That's it?"

"Why, do you still want to fight without the wand?" Voldemort said with ridicule and teasing in his tone.

"Let me teach you a lesson today. The wand is just a tool, and the true power of a spellcaster always comes from himself."

After saying that, Zuo Si raised a finger and slowly read a few words from his mouth.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

The next second...

An unbearable severe pain instantly changed young Voldemort's face. He fell to the ground with a plop, twitching violently uncontrollably, accompanied by heart-rending screams.

Fortunately, the severe pain did not last long. He quickly got rid of the influence of the Cruciatus Curse through some kind of black magic, breathing heavily.

"Hoo-ho-ho-"

"Wandless casting?"

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right! No wand, no sound, instantaneous, I can do all of these easily.

So you think you win if you knock my wand off?

Innocent!

The real fun has just begun.

Use all your powers to please me!

If your performance cannot satisfy me, then I will destroy your true identity, that old diary. "

"You...you know who I am?"

The young Voldemort's expression suddenly changed.

"Of course! Tom Riddle, or Voldemort will do. In fact, this is not the first time we have met. I also met another one of you last semester. I have to say that in terms of combat experience, He is much richer than you, and at least he gave me a good experience, so I chose to let him go."

As Zuo Si spoke, he released various protective spells at will.

After a while, his body was surrounded by three layers of protection inside and three outside.

Some of them protect against energy attacks, and some protect against force field attacks and physical attacks.

In short, there are so many types that even the young Dark Lord was dumbfounded.

At this moment, he realized that the other person was the one fishing, and he was just the fish that was caught.

Thinking of this, Voldemort immediately became cautious and tried in a low voice: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"Didn't I just say that? Use your power to please me! If you are satisfied with your performance, I will let you go and promise not to tell anyone. But if you cannot satisfy me, then die here today. As far as I know, Li Huo seems to be able to destroy Horcruxes."

After saying this, Zuo Si raised his hand and summoned a blazing fire, then shaped it into the shape of a giant dragon and pounced on the opponent.

"Arrogant! Let me show you how awesome you are!"

The young Dark Lord was obviously irritated and immediately sprayed out a large amount of water column from the front of the wand, forming a huge wave and hitting Li Huo and his opponent hard.

Boom!

After a loud noise, the fire was extinguished.

But Zuo Si stood there without even moving, only a few drops of water were splashed on his face.

The huge waves just now were basically blocked by the protective force field.

I saw him wipe it gently with his fingers, and then joked with a smile: "Is it water?

No! These are the tears of the weak!

Looking at your current state, it's so disappointing that you can't even get me hurt despite your best efforts.

So the so-called Dark Lord is this level?

If I were you, instead of living in hiding like a cockroach or a mouse, it would be better to choose a heroic death. "

"Are you deliberately irritating me?"

Voldemort in his youth was obviously not as irritable and irritable as he would become later, but was instead extremely sensitive and vigilant.

"Haha, have you discovered it? This is worthy of praise. But the problem is that your status as a weakling has not changed. Let us spend a little time to play."

As he spoke, Zuo Si was like a mobile fort, instantly releasing a large number of overwhelming spells.

Since he did not recite the spell and did not wave the wand, Voldemort could only roughly judge what kind of magic it was through the fluctuation of magic power. Not only was it very difficult to deal with it, but he would also often miss one or two of them.

In the blink of an eye, Lockhart's gorgeous and expensive robes were torn to pieces.

The famous Dark Lord could only do his best to resist and dodge with his shirtless body and buttocks half exposed. He danced like a clown in the Swan Lake under the control of Zuo Si. He looked absolutely embarrassed.

Zuo Si even took out a music box and placed it on the shelf next to him as an accompaniment.

After the song ended, he stopped attacking and sneered, "You danced well. I don't see that you are quite talented in dance and art. Maybe... you are more suitable for the job than the Dark Lord." Go and perform at a ballet company in London. After all, a weakling doesn't deserve a title like the Dark Lord, that would just make people laugh."

"What the hell do you want to do?!!!"

Voldemort was obviously very angry, his face was completely red from his neck to his face, and his eyes were densely covered with bloodshot eyes.

You know, he has never been so humiliated since he was born.

"It's nothing, I'm just bored to kill some time. Besides, I'm very satisfied with your performance just now, so you can go."

Zuo Si casually opened the door leading to the upper floor behind him and made a gesture of invitation.

This move instantly stunned the furious Voldemort, who was stunned for a long time, unable to figure out what the other party's purpose was.

But after much hesitation, he still controlled Lockhart's body and ran out.

Nothing else!

I just wanted to find a safe place to hide the diary as a Horcrux.

In this way, even if the controlled Lockhart dies, he can find another person to resurrect.

When Voldemort was completely gone, Zuo Si bent down to pick up his wand, touched his chin and analyzed: "The Horcrux is much more complicated than I expected. It is not so much a relatively stable soul fragment, but something A replica of memory and personality. But what they have in common is that their emotions are very easy to lose control of."

"Emotionally out of control easily?"

Diary couldn't help but ask.

Zuo Si smiled and replied: "Yes! As a student, Voldemort should have been the best at forbearing and pretending in his entire life.

But have you noticed that when I started to stimulate him, this guy could hold it in at first, but soon lost his mind.

Especially in the final stage, he couldn't help but want to use some black magic to die with me several times.

But he held back until the last minute.

So there is a price for tearing one's soul apart to create a Horcrux!

And the cost is far greater than many people imagine.

Otherwise, there are so many dark wizards in this world, and Horcruxes should have become widespread long ago. "

"I think we should capture him and do some more in-depth research, especially on the soul." The diary quickly gave his own suggestions.

But Zuo Si refused: "Don't worry, now is not the time.

This research cannot begin until the Horcrux has absorbed enough life force and is completely resurrected.

Until then, let him continue to mess around in the castle.

After this incident, he should have an extremely strong desire for power.

I have to find a way to get him some sacrifices to prevent the students in the school from suffering. "

"How about Azkaban? There are many Death Eaters and death row prisoners imprisoned there."

"Azkaban is too eye-catching. Let's go to the European continent in a few days under the guise of academic exchange. I heard that there are more dark wizards in prison there..."