One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 231 Ten Deductions from Gryffindor

"What, Potter, you can't even deal with a mere Granger? It seems that the aura of the savior doesn't seem to be so useful."

Malfoy obviously wouldn't let go of such an opportunity, and immediately taunted maliciously.

Harry retorted without showing any weakness: "Hermione is our classmate and friend. She has the right to make choices according to her own will. This is different from the two stupid big servants around you."

It has to be said that this sentence instantly stabbed the poor self-esteem of Crabbe and Goyle severely.

After all, it is never rumors that can hurt a person's heart the most, but the cruel truth.

The two glared at Harry for a moment, and if this hadn't involved a wizard duel, they would have rushed forward and started pumping their fists.

Don't think that wizards are a group of waving wands, even if they kill people, they will maintain an elegant demeanor. They raise their wands and shout "Avada eats a big melon", and then shoot a green light that symbolizes death.

In fact, many wizards fight in a very brutal, bloody and brutal way.

Especially guys who are good at transforming magic, they will often transform themselves into the forms of various ferocious beasts, and then rush up to bite the other party to a bloody mess, and it is commonplace to fight with fists.

Seeing the aggressive appearance of the tall and burly Crabbe and Goyle, Ron was obviously a little guilty, and immediately asked, "Hey! Today is a wizard duel, right?"

"That's right! Why, are you afraid? Weasley." Malfoy sneered back.

"No, of course not. What I mean is, since it's a wizard duel, take care of the two mad dogs beside you, and don't let them defile the sacred rules."

As the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose.

Although Ron was terrified in his heart, he didn't mean to back down at all verbally, but first accused the other party of not obeying the rules.

"Be honest, you two. Don't embarrass Slytherin House!"

Malfoy turned around and gave the two servants a vicious look.

Crabbe and Goyle, who were vicious one second, were completely wilted the next second, and stood aside obediently with their wands drawn out.

Seeing this, Ron also pulled out his wand, slowly backed away and gave way to a distance of about seven or eight meters.

At this moment, Harry and Malfoy were the only ones left in the open space in the middle of the trophy room.

Since it was the first wizard duel, it could be seen that they were all very nervous, and the hand holding the wand was sweating.

After staring at each other for about ten seconds, Malfoy spoke first, "Now, let's bow to each other according to the tradition, Potter. Then count to three together, and the duel will officially begin. I can't wait to see you kneeling It looks like begging for mercy on the ground."

"That's what I want to say too."

Harry slowly raised his wand according to the records in the book, making a standard action before the duel.

After Malfoy also made this action, both sides bowed at the same time, and then began to count down together.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

"All petrified!"

"Armor protection!"

After the countdown ended, the two released their prepared spells almost immediately.

It's just that Malfoy's petrification spell was learned at home. Although its power is not very powerful, it is obviously enough to deal with first-year students.

But unfortunately, this time he met a cheating savior.

Almost without thinking, Harry used his wand to activate the scroll of the Iron Armor Charm hidden in his sleeve.

In the blink of an eye, an invisible magic shield wrapped him up, and successfully deflected the petrification spell shot from the opponent's wand.

"This...how is this possible!"

Malfoy's eyes widened in shock.

You must know that even he cannot cast the full Iron Armor Curse at his current age, let alone Harry Potter who has been living in a Muggle family.

However, Harry obviously didn't intend to explain, and immediately activated the disarming spell scroll with a very subtle movement, then raised his wand and pointed forward: "Disarm!"

moment!

A dazzling red light shot out from the front of the wand, hitting Malfoy with a bang, not only made him lose the wand in his hand, but also his whole body seemed to be hit hard by a car, and his body flew backward several times uncontrollably Mi Yuan even knocked down a few display cases before barely stopping.

no doubt!

According to the rules of a wizard's duel, Harry could now declare himself victorious.

But the clever and observant Hermione obviously noticed that the Savior would use his wand to touch the scroll hidden in the sleeve before casting a spell.

Combined with Zuo Si's recent research, he immediately understood what was going on, and his eyes became very strange, but he didn't choose to expose it after all.

With the help of Crabbe and Goyle's clumsy hands, Malfoy quickly got up from the ground with a look of astonishment on his face, as if he couldn't accept that Harry, who grew up in a Muggle family, managed to succeed twice in a row Cast a spell and undisputedly defeat himself in a one-on-one wizard duel.

Could it be that the savior really possessed some kind of unknown power, which is why he defeated the mysterious man back then?

All of a sudden, Master Malfoy's heart was shaken seriously, and his self-confidence was also hit. He didn't care about the cynicism as usual, but turned around without a word, rushed out of the trophy room, and went to Slytherin to the common room.

Crabbe and Goyle followed closely behind.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared into the darkness.

"Nice job! I bet Malfoy is freaking out this time."

Ron was the first to break the silence, stepped forward and patted his friend on the shoulder vigorously to express his inner excitement.

"Hey! Thanks to these scrolls. Soth didn't lie to us. This thing really needs to be activated with a magic wand, and it can immediately turn into a spell to attack the enemy."

Harry hastily pulled the remaining three out of his sleeves, giggling all the time.

Because this is the first time he has fought with his peers, and it is also the first time he has felt the amazing power of magic. The brain secretes dopamine frantically to bring about the emotion called happiness.

Ron said in a rather envious tone: "It is indeed a good thing. If instead of two Gold Galleons, there are two Silver Sickles, I will also consider buying a few as spares."

"Don't dream! Do you know what is used to transcribe and seal the scrolls of Sous? It's the blood of fire dragons! The price of a small bottle of this thing is even more expensive than many high-level potions." Hermione Interjected angrily.

"Fire dragon's blood?!!"

Ron's mouth grew wide enough to fit a fist in an instant.

"Is it expensive?" Harry asked in an uncertain tone.

The former immediately nodded vigorously: "Of course! A small bottle of fire dragon blood can even be sold for hundreds of Galleons. Because these blood must be taken from living dragons, the danger is very high, and only the most daring wizards just try this job."

"So that's it! It seems that the price South sold to us is not expensive, it's just that the production cost is relatively high." Harry said thoughtfully.

But he obviously didn't know that the magic ink made by Zuo Si was actually mixed with a few drops of fire dragon's blood in a large bottle to strengthen the magic power.

The rest are relatively cheap blood of other magical animals, or the powder of gemstones and some magic plants.

Seeing that the two foolish boys hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem, Hermione finally couldn't help but asked, holding her forehead, "Have you guys understood the situation?

If Soth's research is successful, the scrolls will soon be popular in the wizarding world.

At that time, with the financial resources of Malfoy and the family behind him, he can easily buy dozens or even hundreds of copies.

At that time, not only will he know that you guys cheated today, but he will also use the same method to get revenge. "

"Oh—dammit!"

Poor Ron seemed to have seen that he would be beaten to death by Malfoy with money.

Just when Harry was about to say something, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the corridor, followed by the voice of the castle administrator Filch.

"Who? Who's in there?"

"Not good! Run!"

Without any time to think about it, Hermione immediately took out her wand and cast the Disillusionment Charm on the three of them, then turned around and rushed out of the trophy showroom, and began to run around in a panic.

However, they obviously forgot that the Disillusionment Curse is just a simple visual invisibility, and it cannot block the sound of footsteps when running.

Especially in this quiet night environment, no matter it is the violent panting or the sound of footsteps, it is so harsh.

Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris, obviously sensed the existence of the three of them, and followed closely behind.

In contrast, Zuo Si, who remained standing still, was completely undetected.

After the administrator ran over, he walked towards the library like a leisurely stroll.

It didn't take long to sit at the table in the restricted book area, and continue to read these books that recorded certain dangerous knowledge following yesterday's progress.

Although she hadn't rested for several nights, Zuo Si didn't feel sleepy at all.

To be exact, not sleeping has basically no major impact except that spell slots cannot be restored.

Especially as more and more divine power was transformed into pure energy controlled by him, he had already begun to break away from the category of mortals and officially became a member of extraordinary beings.

However, in order to deceive others, Zuo Si would pretend to drink some potions for recovering stamina that she prepared herself every day.

Obviously, it was an incomparably correct choice for him to come to this relatively safe world to develop indecently.

Without having to be wary of external threats, not only can you devote a lot of time and energy to transforming divine power, but you can also obtain some necessary knowledge and power from it, and further improve and build your own unique spellcasting system.

Although I haven't made even a planeswalker card so far, the harvest is not small at all.

Among other things, Fiercefire, which cannot be easily extinguished and can transform into different forms, has very high plasticity.

Coupled with the elemental control of the archmage's advanced arcane ability, it is simply a big killer.

In addition, since there is no limit to the magical power of this world, if some of Faerun's spells can be converted into the spellcasting methods of wizards, then magic like the Bigby Big Hand series can be directly integrated into one, becoming It has become a spell that truly integrates offense and defense without any flaws.

Of course, it is still a bit difficult to do this with Zuo Si's current knowledge base.

But he believes it's only a matter of time until his knowledge of spells, potions, herbs, magical animals and ancient runes grows and those problems are overcome.

For people who maintain a high degree of mental concentration, time always passes extremely quickly, and a few hours pass by in a blink of an eye.

When it was almost six o'clock, the sky began to get dark, Zuo Si quickly packed up her things and put the banned books in her hand back to their original places, preparing to take a rest in the dormitory and eat a hero feast to fill her stomach.

After all, Snape had Potions class every Friday, and he didn't want to be stared at with gloomy eyes just because he was late.

After breakfast and a short rest, first-year students from Gryffindor and Slytherin houses poured into a large classroom in the basement of the castle.

Since Snape bluntly gave the savior Harry Potter a blow in the first Potions class, the Gryffindor freshmen obviously had considerable resistance to this class.

Even as soon as Harry and Ron entered the classroom, they began to guess what kind of moth Snape would mess up today, or how many points would be deducted from himself.

In contrast, the freshmen of Slytherin were all in high spirits.

Because they know that the head of their school will definitely favor themselves in class.

But there was only one person who was not happy at all, and that was Master Malfoy, who had suffered a lot last night, and he didn't even go to Harry's side to provoke him as usual.

As for Zuo Si, she was still stuck in entering the classroom.

"You were almost late!"

Snape, who was standing on the podium, reminded with a slightly dissatisfied voice.

"It's almost not late, is it?"

Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly, and walked to the only vacant seat in the corner to sit down.

His casual attitude made Snape's already quite gloomy face suddenly even more gloomy, but he couldn't just find an excuse to deduct points like he did with Gryffindor students.

Most importantly, Zuo Si's talent for mixing potions is as good as his talent for spells.

No matter what kind of medicine it is, almost all of them can be learned immediately after reading it once.

Not to mention the contents of the first-year potions textbook, even advanced potions have been learned several times.

And Snape knew that Zuo Si had been concocting physical recovery potions in his dormitory, and that potion was only a little easier than Felicia Potion.

So the method of threatening and intimidating with grades is of no use to this freshman.

Unless he was prepared to wipe out the entire first-year final exam and come up with an Elixir of Blessing or Eternity, which was considered to be the most difficult even in the book "Advanced Potion Making", otherwise there was really no way.

So Snape decisively chose to vent his anger on Harry who was at the side.

He walked straight up to the innocent-looking boy, pointed to the empty notebook and asked, "Potter! Why didn't you record anything in the last class? Ten points from Gryffindor!"

moment!

Harry froze in place like a fool.

Although he knew that Snape had been targeting him, the problem was that this reason was too far-fetched and too outrageous.

Not to mention that the students of Gryffindor House couldn't accept it, even the people of Slytherin House showed expressions of surprise and astonishment.

Just when Harry was blushing and wanted to argue, Ron, who was sitting not far away, hurriedly lowered his voice and reminded: "Don't be fooled! If you quarrel with Snape at this time, you will only get more points deducted." .”

"Damn it! I bet he must be angry at me because he couldn't do anything about Naxos." Harry gritted his teeth and complained in a low voice.

"No way. South is a student of Slytherin House. If his points are deducted, it is equivalent to points from Snape's own house. The most important thing is that South doesn't care about this at all, even if the points of Slytherin House He won't even blink if he's all locked up." Ron's tone revealed strong envy.

Because in his opinion, Zuo Si is simply the most free student in the whole first grade and even the whole school, not one of them.

As soon as the term started, most of the Slytherin house was overthrown, so that even the prefects and senior students didn't dare to make irresponsible remarks on him, and they basically did whatever they wanted.

As for other people's opinions, he doesn't care at all, and only focuses on the study and research that interests him.

Coupled with an extremely smart brain and terrifying wizard talent, even if you are late or don't come to class occasionally, most professors will choose to turn a blind eye.

To be honest, Ron dreamed of such campus life and privileges.

But unfortunately, at his current level, he may not even be able to complete the homework assigned by the professor independently.

Just like the previous Potions class, Snape randomly picked a relatively simple potion from the textbook, and then asked the students to find the recipes and techniques in the book to make it.

Those who are successfully transferred before the end of get out of class can get different grades according to the quality, while those who fail are all given zero points.

From the eyes full of disgust, it was not difficult to see that he absolutely disliked the potions made by these year-old wizards.

And every time he passed by Harry, Snape would purposely occupy a little longer, staring at him with gloomy eyes for a long time.

Once a mistake is made, it will immediately invite sarcasm and sarcasm.

From this alone, it's not hard to see that Harry hated Potions and Snape for a reason.

After all, it is impossible for any child to like a teacher and his class who are always looking for trouble and always make things difficult for him.

But this expression full of disgust finally changed when he came to Zuo Si's side.

Seeing the green smoke from the cauldron and the faint fragrance smelled by his nose, Snape immediately asked in a slightly surprised tone: "It's a stamina potion again? How long has it been since you slept like a regular sleeper?"

"Well——I think it's been a while." Zuo Si replied pretending to be casual.

"I have to remind you that although stamina potions can relieve fatigue to a certain extent, they cannot completely replace sleep after all. At least every two weeks or so, you need a sleep of up to ten hours. Otherwise, your body will Will be exhausted." Snape warned solemnly.

"Don't worry, professor. I have read the potions book and know the side effects of stamina potions. In fact, when this class is over, I plan to go back to my dormitory to rest immediately."

While speaking, Zuo Si properly sprinkled the chopped herbs into the pot and stirred, and at the same time added a little something like dried worms.

next second...

boom!

Everyone saw a white flame emerge from the pot, followed by the turbid potion suddenly turning into a clear and transparent potion.

You don't need to ask to know that this potion has been successfully prepared.

Zuo Si didn't pay attention to other people's reactions, directly took out a huge glass jar, and poured the stamina potion into it.

The price of this stuff in the market is fifteen gold Galleons for a small bottle, and some senior students who are under a lot of pressure when they are approaching the graduation exam will occasionally need to buy a bottle.

His pot can hold at least fifteen to twenty vials.

Moreover, the materials are all provided by Hogwarts for free for the freshmen to practice, and the cost is almost zero.

Although Zuo Si did not make the corresponding potion as required, no one came forward to blame him.

the reason is simple!

The stamina potion was far more difficult than the potion specified by Snape.

If the former can be perfectly modulated, it is naturally impossible not to modulate the latter.

"Your research is finished?" Snape raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Zuo Si shook her head lightly: "No, it's still not far away.

Reshaping so many enchantments is not an easy task.

But I recently developed a simplified version that is activated with a wand.

It can already be used to store Iron Armor Curse, Disarming Curse, Stopping Curse, Petrification Curse, Sleeping Curse, Fire Curse, Imprisonment Curse, Cutting Curse, Crushing Curse, Oblivion Curse, Muggle Repelling Curse, Patronus Charm, etc. spell.

In addition, I have basically found the rules about the formula of the ink and the processing method for the parchment.

If there is no accident, it can be compiled into a volume and published in a week or two at most.

I think those squibs, or people who are not good at spells, will definitely fall in love with this kind of magic skill that can make them get rid of their troubles. "

"Are there any samples?"

Snape was obviously very interested and caring about it.

Not many people know better than him what kind of sensation this technology will bring to the entire magic world once it is made public.

Storing spells and spells, after all, is not something that no one has tried before.

However, due to various reasons and problems, in the end it either failed, or the things produced were so expensive that there was no way to popularize them.

"Give!"

Without further ado, Zuo Si took out a scroll of the Fire Curse from his pocket and handed it over.

Snape held it in his hand for a few seconds, and quickly asked, "How do I use this thing?"

"It's very simple, just touch it with the wand to activate it." Zuo Si replied bluntly.

Out of strong curiosity, Snape lightly tapped the scroll with his wand, and instantly felt a burst of magic power being released and poured into the wand.

Immediately afterwards, a spell appeared out of thin air in his brain, and he immediately raised his hand and shouted at the ceiling of the Potions classroom.

"Blazing flames!"

boom!

In an instant, a large group of bright flames spewed out from the front of the wand, illuminating the originally somewhat dim environment, and at the same time frightened the little wizards who were preparing the potions, so that many people's potions had all sorts of problems. various problems.

In normal times, Snape would definitely take advantage of the problem and deduct points from the Gryffindor students one by one.

But now, he was attracted by the actual effect of the scroll, and tentatively asked: "The power of the scroll depends on the person who made it?"

"That's right. The one who put the magic and the spell into it, to be precise.

This also means that if the same spell is cast by those powerful wizards, its power may be several times or even dozens of times that of ordinary wizards.

In addition, I also considered that many powerful wizards will change the spells to a certain extent, so I explained the basic method of spell tracing in the upcoming book, so that they can record their own unique magic.

In the future, I will continue to develop an advanced version that can not use the wand to ensure that even if a wizard loses the wand, he can use the scroll he carries to fight and deal with the enemy.

In short, this will be a very large and complex work, and it is initially estimated to last for several years. "

Zuo Si didn't hide anything, and spoke out her plans and ideas openly.

Snape's eyes suddenly became very complicated, and it took a full minute to say in a low voice: "Do you know what these things mean once they are announced?"

"You mean fame? Wealth? Or is it the praise from newspapers and magazines? Or the so-called Order of Merlin?" Zuo Si raised his head and asked with a sneer.

"There are not many people in this world who can resist the temptation of fame and wealth, especially a child of your age. You may lose yourself in the praise, or even become another completely different look " Snape reminded earnestly.

But Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly: "Dear professor, please don't compare me with those idiots.

Because I know very well that in this world of magic and wizards, there is nothing like knowledge and power.

As for things like fame, wealth, and power, they are all just serving the former.

If the order is reversed, then no matter how talented and magical this person is, he will still be a second-rate wizard after all. "

Obviously, the "second-rate wizard" in Zuo Si's remarks refers to none other than Voldemort, who made the entire British wizarding world dare not even mention his name.

Hearing someone's arrogant evaluation of the Dark Lord as a "second-rate wizard", Snape immediately raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure you know what you're talking about?"

"Of course! Even if that guy comes in person, my evaluation will not change even a word. Second-rate is second-rate. Although he may be relatively high in black magic attainments, he is far superior to Principal Dumbledore and Geller in terms of ideological realm." Grindelwald is far behind. The little panic and turmoil he created is not worth mentioning in the long history of the wizarding world."

Zuo Si unceremoniously expressed his disdain for Voldemort.

Because in his opinion, this is a pathetic wretch who is extremely twisted and sickly, with serious psychological defects, who just blindly pursues eternal life and escapes death.

Its so-called "good at manipulating people's hearts and distorting thoughts" is nothing more than the lowest level of threats, intimidation, and displays of power.

Once its invincible image is destroyed, the subordinates will turn into birds and beasts in minutes.

This point has been fully reflected in the first death.

In turn, look at Dumbledore's means of manipulating people's hearts.

Even if he died, Hogwarts professors like Snape and McGonagall, as well as a large number of members of the Order of the Phoenix, were still willing to serve him.

So from the beginning to the end, Zuosi didn't think highly of Voldemort.

The latter is far worse in terms of vision, structure, and psychological quality.

Especially after tearing up the soul to make a horcrux, the mentality dropped significantly, and the whole person was as capricious as a psychopath.

They are completely different from the smart, cautious, tolerant and good at disguising when they were students.

If it is placed in Faerun, even if it is higher, it is only the second Sammaster.

Maybe he was fooled by a few devils and easily sold his soul to Bator Hell.

After all, no matter how smart a person with huge defects in heart and character like this is, he usually doesn't live long in the crisis-ridden Faerun.

"You are very conceited, more conceited than any wizard I have ever seen." Snape commented meaningfully.

But Zuo Si shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "But I have such qualifications, don't I?"

"Don't leave when get out of class is over, follow me to the principal's office."

Snape left this sentence noncommittal, and then turned to trouble the freshmen of Gryffindor College.

After a while, several "lucky guys" including Harry and Ron had problems with the medicine in the pot because of distraction, and their results were canceled mercilessly.

Although Hermione successfully concocted the designated potion, he also deducted five points for "not reminding the classmates".

In just one Potions class, Gryffindor House lost almost thirty points, which was a total disaster.

It's no wonder that Snape has been number one on the list of Hogwarts' most unpopular professors all year round.

When the Potions class was over, the little wizards who had suffered for two hours immediately fled the classroom that made them feel oppressed and suffocated.

As for Zuo Si, under the leadership of Snape, he walked through a large number of stairs and corridors, and came straight to the door of the principal's office.

After speaking the correct password to the statue, the two entered this possibly the most important room in the entire castle from the passage.

Dumbledore himself seemed to be dealing with some letters, and asked without looking up: "Severus, is there anything important?"

"Of course! With regard to the scrolls that Soth is researching, there has been great progress. I think you'd better see it with your own eyes."

Saying that, Snape immediately signaled Zuo Si with his eyes to take out another one and show it to the headmaster.

"Oh, really?"

Dumbledore also showed a curious look.

"That's right. Due to material limitations and the difficulty of tracing the source of spells, I can only make some scrolls that require a magic wand to activate, which is far from what I originally imagined."

Zuo Si casually took out the last few scrolls and placed them in front of the principal's desk.

It is not difficult to see from the expression on his face that he himself is not satisfied with this semi-finished product.

Because many of Faerun's scrolls do not require users to have magical powers at all, and even some trained thieves can use them.

But Zuo Si made these rags, but still relied on the help of external objects like magic wands, it was simply a bunch of defective products.

However, Dumbledore obviously had his own thoughts on this, quickly picked up one of them, tried to activate it and used it, and immediately praised: "Incredible masterpiece. Congratulations, South, you have invented an incredible technology. I don't think it will be long before all wizards in the entire wizarding world can't live without it. If you don't mind, can you tell me what made you think so?"

"Hmm—probably because wizards rely too much on wands.

So much so that after losing the weapon, it will become extremely fragile and become a fish to be slaughtered.

So I want to make up for this deficiency to some extent.

In fact, what I want to make is not only scrolls, but also rings, amulets and other equipment that can be used to store spells and spells.

In this way, wizards have more means to deal with emergencies.

Instead of being attacked like now, once you are attacked, you will be instantly knocked down to the ground. "

Zuo Si stroked her chin and explained half-truthfully.

"Pretty good idea.

It seems that you have already planned the future for yourself.

I look forward to seeing you invent and make these things with my own eyes one day in the future, so as to promote the development of the entire magic world.

As the principal, I have decided to give you a piece of support, which is a pass to enter the restricted section of the library at any time.

In this way, you don't need to stay up all night, stay up late in the restricted area to find and read the knowledge you need. "

After all, Dumbledore smiled and handed over a note signed with his name.

"thanks."

Zuo Si thanked him politely, and took the note which was no longer of much use to him.

After so many days, he has already imprinted the most important and essential parts of the restricted section in his mind, and he will have time to collect and sort out the rest when he has time in the future.

"By the way, when do you plan to make the technology of making scrolls public, and then sell them in the form of books?" Dumbledore tentatively pretended to be casual.

Without further ado, Zuo Si took out his notes and threw them on the principal's desk: "This includes the methods of making ink and tracing the source of spells, as well as the scroll making process of more than thirty commonly used spells. If you think these It is enough to publish a book, so let’s publish it immediately, anyway, I have no objection. If there is nothing else, I will go back and rest first.”

"Go, I will help you with the publishing matter."

Dumbledore made a promise while flipping through the contents of the note.

He understood that if such an unprecedented pioneering invention did not have the endorsement of a prestigious wizard like himself, it might take a long time for the wizarding world to recognize it.

Watching Zuo Si turn and leave the principal's office, Snape couldn't help questioning, "Is this really good?"

Dumbledore smiled back and asked: "Why not? I believe you should have felt the terrifying talent of South. For such a genius, instead of trying to suppress it, it is better to be a favor. If he can always combine interest and Concentrate on the field of invention and creation, that will be the luck of the entire magic world."

"What about Potter? Are you going to continue to let him shoulder that heavy responsibility?" Snape frowned subconsciously.

"Of course! Harry is Harry, and South is South. What's more, do you think that a wizard as smart as South with unlimited potential will be easily manipulated by others? So give up your unrealistic delusion, unless you Want to be his enemy, otherwise don't rush to do things that are doomed to fail."

When he said this, Dumbledore's tone was full of warning.

Because in Zuo Si, he saw the shadows of himself, Voldemort, and Gellert Grindelwald when they were young.

They're all just as smart, just as talented, just as cocky...

"But I think South doesn't seem to have even the slightest affection for that person. He was just a second-rate wizard when he was in potions class."

Snape obviously didn't take it seriously, but felt that there was a lot of room for maneuver.

"Second-rate wizard? Soth said this?" A very strange expression appeared on Dumbledore's face.

Although he himself has always had enough confidence to defeat his former student in a one-on-one wizard duel.

But considering the Horcrux problem, he still couldn't make up his mind to do it.

But that doesn't mean Voldemort is weak.

Just the opposite!

In Dumbledore's magnificent life, Voldemort is the strongest enemy he has ever encountered, bar none.

Not even Gellert Grindelwald can match his mastery of spells and dark arts.

The centenarian really couldn't figure out why Zuo Si dared to call Voldemort a "second-rate wizard".

However, this obviously contemptuous evaluation reassured him a lot, at least he could be sure that Zuo Si didn't like Voldemort at all.

Even if the two meet in the future, there is a high probability that they will become enemies.

Just to be on the safe side, Dumbledore finally decided to do a little test just in case.

After all, Voldemort was at Hogwarts right now, and in an extremely weak, half-dead state.

By the way, we can also see if Zuo Si will show the same greed and desire as others when facing the Philosopher's Stone.

In fact, known as the greatest wizard of our time, Albus Dumbledore was not as kind as many outsiders imagined.

Otherwise, he would not have watched Voldemort take control of the British wizarding world, and then slaughter Muggles and Muggle-born wizards.

As the only wizard with the ability to prevent the tragedy from spreading at the time, this is not just a "because there is a Horcrux, there is no point in killing Voldemort" and other bullshit that can be explained.

Many of those who died were Dumbledore's students, close friends, and members of the Order of the Phoenix who gave up their lives.

It is more because Dumbledore is very different from ordinary people and even ordinary wizards when it comes to viewing life and death.

In his view, death is nothing but a great adventure.

This point has been repeatedly emphasized more than once in the original work.

So Dumbledore himself was never afraid of death, and rarely felt sad or painful for the death of others.

It's this emotional aloofness that makes him extraordinarily calculating and manipulative.

Unfortunately, this time he obviously chose the wrong partner.

Whether it's Voldemort or the Philosopher's Stone, the attraction to Zuo Si is almost zero.

In fact, there is also a powerful sub-artifact called "Alchemy Stone" in Faerun. Its effect is almost the same as that of the Philosopher's Stone, and even stronger.

Its interior generates a substance called magic mercury.

Mages can use this substance to convert iron into more than two tons of silver, or lead into about half a ton of gold.

If you mix magic mercury with a healing potion, you can create a magic potion that brings the dead back to life.

As long as it is sprinkled on the corpse, the effect is equivalent to [Complete Resurrection] in the Nine Rings Divine Art.

Compared with the alchemist's stone, which can resurrect the dead, it simply prolongs life, and cannot even prevent the aging of the body. The effect of the magic stone is really not very good.

What's more, it's not that Zuo Si doesn't know how to make similar life-prolonging potions, and she knows more than one kind.

But the problem is that life-extending drugs need to continue to work.

It's not that you don't have to worry about anything after drinking it.

Once the person taking the life-extending potion walks into the anti-magic force field, or is hit by dispelling effects such as dispelling magic and cleavage, the whole body may age, collapse, and die within a few seconds.

This is also the reason why the Netheril archarcanists transformed themselves into liches after the second-generation Goddess of Magic banned the magic net with ten rings and above and abolished [Iolum Longevity].

The longevity potion is really unreliable,

In addition, the [Iolum Longevity Art] in the Netheril era was a standard eleven-ring magic, which was very different from the later castrated legendary version.

(end of this chapter)