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Joel found Occlumency in the system panel. The first recharge gift pack had already raised his Occlumency level to intermediate. At that time, he could still fool the Sorting Hat, but now it was obviously not enough. He had to face the most powerful person in the world.

One of the dark wizards.

It takes 160 Galleons to upgrade Occlumency to the advanced level. To be on the safe side, he spent 1200 (160+320+640) Galleons in one breath to upgrade Occlumency to the perfect level.

A large sum of gold galleons was spent, and Joel's mind went blank. He closed his eyes and felt that there was a small world in his mind.

There are many characters in it, including Joel himself, his roommates, Haylis, Qiu, and even Professor Flitwick. Each character has an expressionless face, which makes them look scary.

Joel manipulated Sergey in his mind to reveal a devilish smile, with a big grin on his lips. Anyway, he had never seen Sergey smile like this in his life, and it was funny to see it like this.

There are a bunch of scene pictures stacked together on the other side. Joel tried to put Sergey in the Potions classroom to replace Snape, and then replayed the tampered memory.

Sergey walked up to Eddie and looked at the pot of shabby potion. He was so angry that he slapped Eddie directly on the back of the head, almost pushing his head into the crucible. Joel almost laughed when he saw this scene.

The sound comes.

After practicing Occlumency to the extreme, one can construct a memory that does not exist at all, or modify an existing memory, so that the memory seen by Legilimency is completely different from the truth. Snape relies on this skill to achieve the highest level.

Occlumency deceived Voldemort.

Joel changed his memory bit by bit. He did not touch the memory before the time travel, but he deleted and modified most of the memory after the time travel. He erased all the content related to the system, including the Soviet Union, Yongye people, and gold reselling.

Waiting for the memory that he didn't want others to see, he replaced it with studying hard all night.

This is in line with his persona as a top student. His ability to understand things through time travel is obviously not at the level of a 12-year-old kid. He has also created an aloof, cold and unsociable character. He has no friends in the college and even has roommates.

We're just casual acquaintances, not familiar at all.

He was afraid that Voldemort would cause trouble to his roommates and friends after reading his memories, so he simply changed into a loner type character with no one to love or care for him, and he could only study hard.

This corresponds exactly to the previous scene in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class where I was practicing dance spells alone.

After changing everything, Joel went through his memory again to make sure that the character setting was not too abrupt and logical, and then he felt relieved.

My brain was a little overcharged, and two years of memory had been altered in just one hour. Even if Occlumency was upgraded to the highest level, it wouldn't be able to withstand such use.

After sleeping until dawn, Joel found that he could switch freely between the two personalities. When going to the toilet, he transformed into an aloof and hard-working academic master thinking about the summoning technique. When eating, he returned to his original personality and got into a group with his classmates.

After half a day, he couldn't stand it anymore. Sooner or later, if he kept switching like this, he would have a split personality.

After thinking about it, it was more comfortable to live with his original personality. Joel just exposed the memory in his brain, completely undefended, and a simple Legilimency could read this memory.

At 6:50 in the evening, Joel came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the third floor and gently knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Professor Quirrell's voice came from inside.

Joel's heart lifted, he took a deep breath and turned the door handle.

Professor Quirrell was standing by the window with his back to him, and Joel took the opportunity to take in the whole view of the office. Professor White's desk was originally full of books, but Professor Quirrell's desk was empty.

There are only two bookshelves in the empty room. There is a small door between the two bookshelves. Inside the door is Professor Quirrell's residence. Other than that, there is nothing in the office.

Joel frowned, not letting go of all the details and recording them in his mind.

"Mr. Taylor," Professor Quirrell glanced at the dark night scene outside the window, turned around and said, "Please close the door."

Joel felt that something was wrong with Quirrell tonight. His tone was low and elegant, and actually had a bit of bewitching tone. Joel's first reaction when he heard this was to obey.

The moment he turned around, Joel realized something was wrong. He bit the tip of his tongue and stopped abruptly.

The Imperius Curse? Cold sweat broke out on Joel's back, and the tip of his tongue was bitten. Joel felt a little bleeding. In addition to the pain, there was also a rusty taste in his mouth.

"Close the door, Joel." Quirrell saw him stop where he was, changed his name, and changed his tone. Now he was talking like an ordinary person.

Joel calmed down and closed the door honestly.

He turned around to meet Professor Quirrell's probing gaze.

"Professor, you called me here because..." Joel began his performance.

"The main thing is to teach you dueling skills," Professor Quirrell said, "Defence Against the Dark Arts, on the one hand, you have to deal with dark magic creatures, and on the other hand, you have to fight against dark wizards, so dueling skills are essential."

Fighting against the dark wizard? Joel took Professor Quirrell's words for granted. Does the thief cry to catch the thief?

"I have read your transcript and I feel that you are a malleable talent, so I want to train you more..."

Training a successor to the Dark Lord?

"If there are no problems, we can start now." Professor Quirrell pulled out his wand and waved it in the air. A thick long carpet appeared out of thin air, and he spread it between the two of them.

"Leaving this roll of carpet is considered a failure," Professor Quirrell explained the rules. The long carpet is about 3 feet wide, which means there is not much room to dodge the spell. "Since your magic power has not yet fully developed, I will also

Suppress your own magic level..."

"You cast a spell first and let me see what your strongest magic level is."

Joel saw Professor Quirrell folding his arms and looking unconcerned. Coupled with the fact that he had been tricked before, he was inevitably feeling a little unhappy.

"Expelliarmus!"

Joel shouted loudly, and the wand in his hand bloomed with red light. He did not dare to use all his strength, and only used 70% to 80% of his strength.

Quirrell waved his wand lightly, and a transparent barrier stood between the two of them. Although it blocked the disarming spell, he still took a step back.

"Very good..." Professor Quirrell showed a hint of approval in his eyes, "Where did you learn the disarming spell?"

"Library," with the blessing of perfect Occlumency, Joel now lies without blinking an eye, "I don't have many friends. I can only stay in the library on weekdays."

The emotion in Professor Quirrell's eyes was dark and unclear, but he didn't say much.

The two faced each other five meters away, holding the wand in their right hand like a sword. Joel took a deep breath.