One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 305 The True Secret of the Horcrux

"Shock! Death Eaters in France!"

"The mysterious man actually danced in a short skirt with the accompaniment of music! Is this a distortion of human nature or a moral depravity! I will take you into the dark heart of the Dark Lord and his persistent pursuit of ballet art."

"The rising star in the magic world——Sous bluntly said that the so-called Dark Lord is just a coward who fears death and a waste who only bullies the weak and dares not face the strong!"

"Exclusively revealed how the Avada Kedavra Curse, the first of the three Unforgivable Curses, was successfully defended against!"

"The young Sous defeated the two Dark Lords and their most dangerous Death Eaters in a devastating manner. Does it mean that the title of Albus Dumbledore's greatest wizard of the time is about to change hands? The wizarding world is about to usher in a new era." era?"

"Invented magic scrolls and spell storage technology! Successfully created the world's second Philosopher's Stone that can bring people back from the dead! Registered more than a dozen brand new spells with the Ministry of Magic in just one year! Show you the real genius How it was made."

"Dorot Reiss Umbridge, a senior official of the British Ministry of Magic, publicly stated that all the credit for Cornelius Fudge during his tenure as Minister of Magic should be attributed to South. If you can’t handle everything well, you should have stepped down long ago.”

"Currently, the French Ministry of Magic is in urgent consultation with the British Ministry of Magic on how to deal with the captured Death Eaters. I hope they will all get a dementor's kiss in the end."

"Although the mysterious man has been defeated, the crisis has not yet been resolved. The evil black magic creation, the Horcrux, has given him the ability to be resurrected infinitely. The Ministry of Magic will thoroughly disclose the secrets of the Horcrux this month, as well as the corresponding precautions."

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As what happened in France was exposed, overwhelming reports instantly swept the entire wizarding world.

Because although Voldemort's structure is not very good, his attainments in black magic and the scale of killing, destruction and death are much higher than any previous dark wizard, so he was dubbed the title of Dark Lord .

For a long time, the attitude of the wizards towards him was deep fear.

Especially in the ravaged British wizarding world, most people suffer from stress syndrome.

Even in Dumbledore's Pensieve, there are a lot of memories and details about this guy.

But now, someone stood up and rubbed the terrified and desperate Voldemort on the ground with a posture close to humiliation and crushing, breaking the myth that the Killing Curse was indefensible, and forcing him to wear a white silk skirt to dance. Ballet, and publicly exposed its true face under its ferocious disguise, it will naturally cause an unimaginable huge sensation.

Especially under the instruction of Zuo Si, Rita Skeeter, who is best at fabricating fake news and fanning the flames, can be said to be full of firepower, directly portraying the former Dark Lord as a pathetic clown.

Even the secret that his mother used the love potion to make a Muggle fall in love with her, and was ruthlessly abandoned after she stopped using it, was dug out and flogged the corpse repeatedly.

And this made Voldemort, who advocated the theory of pure blood, a complete joke.

Because he is one of the "bastards" that he said should be thoroughly cleaned.

It's as funny as Hitler in World War II when he suddenly found out he was Jewish.

The "Daily Prophet" used a large number of pages to discredit and ridicule it for several days in a row.

Although at the beginning, many people still had strong doubts about this.

But when the moving photos were released, the British magical world, which was still in a state of panic and turmoil, exploded in an instant.

Some of these photos even had to be released in high-definition, full-color, and special collection editions under the strong demands of many readers, so as to avoid the situation of being bombarded by hundreds of owl messengers every day.

Many courageous guys even magnified the photo of the white silk skirt dozens or hundreds of times, and hung it directly at the entrance of the shop to attract the attention of passers-by.

Suddenly, the British wizarding world seemed to have returned to the carnival scene when the Dark Lord had just fallen.

The terrifying atmosphere and personal image that Voldemort had managed to create with great difficulty completely collapsed in an environment of public opinion that was overwhelmed by everyone.

After all, being repeatedly rubbed, hammered, and humiliated by a Hogwarts second-year student on the ground is extremely embarrassing no matter how you look at it.

If even such a "loser" is afraid, wouldn't the British wizarding world be ashamed?

Moreover, he is afraid of death, and it is not for nothing that he is a waste who dare not face the strong and only bullies the weak.

Throughout his life, he never really dared to stand in front of Dumbledore and challenge the greatest wizard of his time.

On the contrary, they do everything possible to hide to avoid direct conflict, and then use various means to plan conspiracy and carry out assassination.

But in the end, he was manipulated by the headmaster with the trap set by his own death, and he was never recognized by the Elder Wand from the beginning to the end.

This is why, although Dumbledore attaches great importance to Voldemort, he always has an undisguised attitude of contempt and contempt.

As for the Horcrux, although it sounds like it can make wizards immortal, what really scares people is the mystery brought by its secrets.

Once fully exposed to the sun, it is nothing more than a soul fragment that can wake up and be resurrected.

Any wizard can easily deal with it, as long as they are careful to ensure that their hearts are not taken advantage of.

By turning Voldemort into a laughing stock and revealing all the secrets he tried to keep hidden, Zuo Si successfully dispelled the dark clouds hanging over the British Isles and brought people's fear of the Dark Lord to an all-time low.

At this moment, in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, Dumbledore was sitting in his own seat, reading these newspapers and magazines with great interest, with a very strange expression on his old face.

After a full minute, he couldn't help but asked with a smile: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​letting Tom wear a white silk skirt to dance the ballet? I have to admit that I have seen many incredible things in my life, but I have never Nothing shocks and astonishes me as much as this photo."

"Well . . . probably because I prefer ballet performances myself. And don't you think that's the best way to assuage people's fear of him?"

Zuo Si, who just came back from France, shrugged her shoulders with unabashed mockery in her tone.

Of course, he would not tell the old man in front of him that the ballet he likes is limited to female actors who can show a beautiful figure.

After all, few men with normal sexual orientation would refuse to appreciate a group of beauties dancing on the stage in short skirts and white silk.

Dumbledore nodded approvingly: "It is indeed very effective. When people associate him with a ridiculous thing, it is naturally difficult to generate fear. But what really makes me happy is that although we There were many conflicts of ideas between them, but you still made the right choice.”

"No, professor, I actually made my choice in the first year, but you didn't notice it.

Plus, Voldemort and the ideas he came up with are like all kinds of silly, paranoid fantasies popping up in the minds of rebellious teenagers.

To be honest, I don't understand how an old man in his teens can be so naive and still gain a large number of fanatical admirers.

Perhaps, as a saying goes, the tragedy of human beings lies in their ignorance and ignorance, and they only believe what they want to believe.

If you think I'm going to fall for this guy, or choose to join forces with him, it's the greatest insult to me. "

Zuo Si stated her position directly and in a very clear manner.

"I apologize for my faux pas."

Dumbledore stood up and bowed solemnly.

Because from various media reports, he understood that he could no longer treat the young man in front of him in the same way as a student.

Instead, he must be regarded as a top wizard with equal qualifications to himself.

Especially proficient in "casting spells without a wand", "casting spells silently", a large number of original spells, and completely ignoring the attack of the killing spell, he has become one of the few people who stand at the top of the magic pyramid.

Even if Voldemort is really fully resurrected, I am afraid it will not take advantage of it.

What makes Dumbledore even more gratifying is that there are successors. Even if he dies today, he doesn't have to worry too much about the British magical world falling into the control of a group of psychopaths and lunatics in the future.

Zuo Si hastily stepped aside, smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, I can't bear your apology. And about Horcruxes, I have some new discoveries that I want to discuss with you alone."

"Oh? Did you find anything from the young Voldemort who occupied Lockhart's body?" Dumbledore's eyes showed strong curiosity.

"Well, I did find some interesting things. For example, why killing must be carried out in the manufacture of Horcruxes, and why the character becomes more and more irritable and irritable after the soul is torn apart." Zuo Si replied meaningfully road.

moment!

Dumbledore fell into silence, followed by a rather helpless sigh: "Alas - it seems that you have mastered all the secrets of the Horcrux. Did Tom tell you this, or is it the result of your own research? ?”

"It was obtained through research. It has to be said that Voldemort's research on the field of souls is indeed unparalleled. It's a pity that he was too afraid of death, so that he went in the wrong direction from the beginning."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Si took out the diary from his pocket and threw it on the desk in the principal's office.

Looking at this Horcrux exuding an evil aura, Dumbledore's face instantly became extremely serious. He quickly raised his wand and cast several detection spells on it, then carefully picked it up and checked it repeatedly. Asked in a very sure tone: "Where did this thing come from?"

Zuo Si stroked his chin pretending to be puzzled and replied: "I don't know, I found it from the young Voldemort who occupied Lockhart's body.

Apparently, Voldemort had already managed to create the first Horcrux while he was a student.

The so-called horcruxes are not actually a small piece of soul torn from the body as many people imagined, but divided into equal parts with strong emotions as resonance.

In other words, if a dark wizard only makes one Horcrux, it is equivalent to dividing his soul into two equal parts, one remains in the body, and the other is preserved as a Horcrux.

If a second Horcrux is to be made, the original 1/2 soul needs to be divided again, from 1/2 to 1/4.

Each cut and split requires a stronger emotional introduction than the last.

Among the many emotions that human beings have, the only one that can be continuously accumulated and superimposed is the strong killing intent.

So the easiest and most direct way to make a Horcrux is to kill.

Most importantly, the more times the soul is torn apart, the weaker it will become, and the easier its personality will be affected by the killing intent accumulated and strengthened at the moment of tearing.

Judging from Voldemort's current reaction, he made at least six to seven Horcruxes before he became so crazy and irrational.

So Voldemort in his youth seemed to be the least affected and the most sensible one.

This also means that in fact, only one Horcrux is made, and the impact on the mind is not that great. "

"You can deduce so much from just one Horcrux. Your talent in the field of magic is really frightening." Dumbledore's tone revealed extremely complicated emotions.

Ever since Voldemort became a lunatic, he has been trying to completely erase the method of making Horcruxes from the wizarding world.

But now, it is obviously impossible to do it.

Knowing what the old man was worried about, Zuo Si immediately assured with a smile, "Don't worry, professor. I'm not interested in Horcruxes, a method of immortality with huge flaws. I just want to understand the knowledge, technology and knowledge contained in it." Let’s see if it can be applied in other places.”

But Dumbledore shook his head with a wry smile: "This is what I'm most worried about. You have an unparalleled talent and a mind far beyond any wizard including me. You will inevitably create many terrifying worlds in the future." Horrible stuff. I just hope now that you think twice about using these things instead of throwing them at random to those incompetent guys to deal with."

"If you mean the Sorcerer's Stone, Voldemort never really got it." Zuo Si spread his hands in disapproval.

"Forget it, I knew you wouldn't listen to me. Go get busy, people from the Ministry of Magic are still waiting for you outside." Dumbledore waved his hand and ended the conversation proactively.

Just when Zuo Si was about to turn around and leave, he seemed to suddenly remembered something, took out a bottle of viscous liquid that exuded as bright as a burning flame from his desk, and threw it out forcefully.

"Next! I think with your current level of magic power, it should be time to use this."

Zuo Si subconsciously reached out to catch it, and immediately showed an expression of incomparable surprise: "This is... the blood of the phoenix?"

Dumbledore patiently explained: "That's right. It is Fox's blood mixed before and after Nirvana, which symbolizes the rebirth of death, which is of great value even to ordinary wizards.

But its real function is to give a person with the blood of the Dumbledore family a chance to transform and be reborn.

You need to drink it on the last day of the year and fight off that scorching burn for up to an hour until the first day of the new year.

Then you will feel a different world and yourself. "

"thank you very much."

Zuo Si quickly stuffed the bottle of phoenix blood into the shoulder bag specially used to hold important items.

One must know that he wanted to get some phoenix blood, but he never found a chance.

"You're welcome. Whether you want to use the surname Dumbledore or not, you can't hide the blood flowing in your body. I'm just fulfilling the responsibility and obligation of an elder."

Dumbledore obviously didn't know what the phoenix blood he sent meant, let alone how powerful and amazing the magic cloning technology and biological hybrid technology in Faerun Continent were.

Not to mention a bottle of blood that contains vitality and vitality, even a single hair can give you a bunch of clones and hybrid mutants.

As soon as Zuo Si walked out of the principal's office, Zuo Si was immediately surrounded by Umbridge who was waiting in the corridor outside the door and led a group of officials from the Ministry of Magic, and asked in an impatient tone: "Your Excellency South, the Philosopher's Stone has already disappeared." You took it back, right?"

"Of course. But to be honest, I am very dissatisfied with the performance and response of the Ministry of Magic in this crisis. You have not shown the ability to protect the safety of the Philosopher's Stone." Zuo Si deliberately pretended to be disgusted. .

"That's not a problem with the Ministry of Magic, but because of Fudge's stupidity and incompetence!" An official in his fifties immediately cursed furiously.

Another witch who was not young at the side also echoed: "That's right! It's all Fudge's fault! He could have hired more Aurors by increasing the budget to ensure the safety of the entire British wizarding community. But what happened? I just wanted to enjoy myself, and I didn't use my money wisely."

"Bah! How dare you call yourself the greatest Minister of Magic in British history? Even want to get yourself an Order of Merlin? It's so shameless!"

"It's ridiculous that he still insists on not giving up his seat."

"Don't worry! In two days, when the approval from the parliament comes down, he has to leave if he doesn't want to."

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Accompanied by a burst of accusations, the current Minister of Magic, Fudge, seemed to have suddenly changed from a "good leader" praised by everyone to a sinner in the entire British magical community.

no way!

Azkaban was robbed and the Ministry of Magic was invaded. These two events with extremely bad influences must find someone to take the blame.

Otherwise, wouldn't it appear that the entire Ministry of Magic is full of trash and idiots from top to bottom?

Under the guidance of this idea, and Umbridge's private operation, many people quickly reached a consensus to push Fudge out as the scapegoat.

When the time comes, no matter what blame is put on his head, others will naturally be able to avoid this political turmoil and continue to stay in their positions and domineering.

It can be said that in terms of bureaucratic habits, the British Ministry of Magic has won the true inheritance of the British bureaucratic system, and has practiced inaction and shirk responsibility to the point of perfection.

You must know that these are the people who praised Fudge all day long a week ago.

But now when something happens, changing face is faster than flipping through a book.

Of course, they have another purpose for appearing here today, which is to get the Philosopher's Stone back.

Otherwise, the biggest piece of the Ministry of Magic's income would be cut off immediately.

And the loss of income means that the previously increased salary and allowance cannot be maintained at all, and both himself and the lower-level staff will complain.

After all, things like welfare can only go up but not down.

Looking at these flattering and fawning faces, Zuo Si raised the corners of her mouth slightly, took out the Philosopher's Stone from her pocket, and said with a blank expression, "It's not impossible to give it to you. But who can guarantee it?" Will something similar happen in the future?"

moment!

The eyes of everyone present revealed extremely strong greed and longing.

"Your Excellency South, I want to talk to you alone."

Umbridge obviously realized that this was an opportunity and immediately took the initiative to stand up.

Her behavior immediately attracted the glaring glares of several other people who wanted to compete for the position of Minister of Magic.

Just when one of them was about to speak, Zuo Si suddenly nodded in agreement and said, "Yes. Let's go over there."

Under the gaze of more than a dozen pairs of eyes, the two quickly came to a window sill on the upper floor of the castle, and stood tall and enjoyed the scenery outside the window.

After about five or six seconds, Umbridge couldn't help but whispered tentatively: "The agreement between us is still valid, isn't it?"

"Of course! My greatest strength as a person is to abide by the contract." Zuo Si replied in the affirmative without hesitation.

Hearing this answer, Umbridge breathed a sigh of relief, stared straight at the Philosopher's Stone and continued: "Then can you give me the Philosopher's Stone? With it, I can balance the interests of all parties and successfully Sit on the position of the Minister of Magic. Of course, in return, you may also get all the materials and achievements in the frontier fields from the Ministry of Magic."

"Hehe, haven't you noticed?" Zuo Si glanced at the other party with a half-smile.

"Perceived what?"

Umbridge blinked in confusion.

"It's really slow! Isn't Lucius Malfoy taking the lead in supporting you recently? Why do you think he did this?" Zuo Si asked meaningfully.

Umbridge's eyes lit up instantly, and he asked in an excited tone, "You mean...the Malfoy family supports me at your behest?"

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right. I've set up the stage for you, and it's up to you to perform. As for the Philosopher's Stone, I can't give it to you directly, that would make everything look It’s all prearranged. The most important part of the political game is to look fair and just, even if it’s only superficial.”

"Then how do I get back the Philosopher's Stone?" Umbridge asked humbly.

"It's very simple! To make some achievements that everyone can see, such as taking this opportunity to gather some forces, especially the power to dispatch and control Aurors, will naturally make others believe that you have The ability to protect the safety of the Philosopher's Stone. I will naturally send the Philosopher's Stone back at that time."

Zuo Si gave some operational suggestions very simply.

"I see."

As a mercenary and cunning politician, Umbridge had worked in the Ministry of Magic for so many years, and immediately realized the cleverness of doing so.

With the current Minister of Magic losing power, whoever controls the Aurors who have law enforcement powers is equivalent to controlling the police and army in the British magical world.

At that time, holding the military power in one hand and the financial and profit distribution rights brought by the Philosopher's Stone in the other hand, will naturally make the Ministry of Magic obey itself from top to bottom.

No one else can compete with him for the position of Minister of Magic.

Thinking of this, Umbridge immediately showed a smile of excitement and joy on his face: "Thank you very much for your suggestion. I guarantee that after I take the position of Minister of Magic, I will meet all your requirements without reservation. Whether it's legal or not."

"I hope so."

Zuo Si smiled disapprovingly, put away the magic stone, turned and disappeared at the corner of the stairs leading to the lower floor.

When he came near the third floor, Snape who was waiting here immediately came out from the dark corner and asked nervously, "What did Dumbledore talk to you about?"

"Nothing, something about Voldemort and Horcruxes." Zuo Si replied casually.

"That's all? Didn't he mention Harry?" Snape frowned subconsciously.

Obviously, he has now fully integrated into the role of stepfather, becoming the most loyal protector of the Savior.

Especially for Dumbledore, who wanted to train Harry Potter as the ultimate weapon against Voldemort, he began to carry out an airtight defense.

Zuo Si couldn't help but smiled and said: "Please, professor, our principal is just a little more thoughtful, a little bit more controlling, and always feels that he has to arrange everything properly. He is not a bad person in essence. We told him The conflict between them, to put it bluntly, is closer to a difference in philosophy and future path, not an endless enemy."

"But Harry is Lily's son! Absolutely! Absolutely! There must be no accidents! I swore to keep Lily free from sorrow and pain, and always be happy." Snape growled in a low voice.

"There seems to be something wrong with your mood, has anything happened recently?"

Zuo Si looked at the man standing in front of her who was clearly out of control with slightly curious eyes.

Snape pondered for a moment, and quickly responded: "Yesterday, when Harry was participating in a Quidditch match, he was attacked by a cursed Bludger, fell off his broom and nearly broke his neck. Now He is still living in the school infirmary. I think this matter may have something to do with Dumbledore's trial, or some Death Eaters sneaked into the school and tried to kill him."

"Bludger? Is he still participating in this boring and dangerous sport?" Zuo Si showed a very surprised expression.

You must know that when he left for Europe for the so-called "academic exchange", the savior had not participated in team training much.

He also thought that the other party would eventually quit and completely focus on his studies.

"Blame damn Dellaco Malfoy! The little bastard is always provoking Harry to be competitive. I shouldn't have allowed him to join the team as a Slytherin Seeker in the first place." Snape rolled his eyes angrily.

"I think Dellako should have gotten what he deserved by now, no?"

Zuo Si obviously understood Snape's behavior style very well.

He wouldn't be the love-hate Severus Snape if he didn't retaliate afterwards.

Snape replied with a sneer, "I gave Della to clean the toilets in the common room for a year without any magic."

Hearing these words, Zuo Si immediately mourned for a second for the pampered and spoiled Master Malfoy.

Because as long as he continued to make trouble for Harry Potter, this kind of punishment would accompany the entire school days in the future, and even become a kind of psychological shadow shrouded in adolescence.

After all, Snape never disappoints in favor of "our own people".

"Maybe I can talk to Harry and visit him by the way." Zuo Si offered.

"Trouble you. Now I finally understand how difficult it is to be a good father. I hope the child in Lily's womb will not be as difficult as Harry, or I will go crazy. Finally, thank you for preventing that person from returning."

After saying this, Snape turned and left in a hurry after leaving a grateful look.

no doubt!

If anyone in the entire British wizarding world is most afraid of Voldemort's return, it must be him.

Because once Voldemort returns, the first thing must be to kill Harry Potter, to prove that it was not the boy who survived the catastrophe who defeated him back then.

And the death of Harry Potter would drive his mother completely mad, embarking on a painful and desperate road of revenge.

All the goodness and happiness that you have now will disappear in an instant.

Because I have lost it, I am afraid of losing it again, and I know how to cherish it.

This is the truest portrayal of Snape's heart at present.

Just when Zuo Si was about to turn around and go to Madam Pomfrey, she suddenly saw a girl with long brown hair protruding her head from the corner, and immediately raised her eyebrows and teased in pretended surprise: "Miss Granger, skipping class." It's not something that top students like you should do."

"History of Magic classes are all scripted, and I have already been able to recite them all backwards. And... I miss you."

After that, Hermione trotted across the corridor and threw herself at Zuo Si, her arms wrapped tightly around her neck, and she tiptoed to kiss her.

When the two separated, it was already five minutes later.

Feeling the violent beating of her heart and her slightly trembling body due to overexcitement, the girl licked her lips and raised her head to ask, "How did you gain from your trip to Europe?"

"Very good. A lot of things are in this suitcase, you can take it and look at it slowly."

Zuo Si handed over the box blessed with the traceless stretching spell.

But Hermione didn't open it in a hurry, but put it on the ground casually, continuing to enjoy this moment of tenderness without being disturbed.

After a while, she slowly regained her composure, and continued to ask in a slightly curious tone: "I heard you went to Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? How does it compare to Hogwarts?"

Zuo Si replied in a half-joking tone: "Well - generally not bad. As one of the three major magic schools in Europe, its background is not much worse than Hogwarts, and because Nicole Flamel has been writing a lot for a long time The donation, floor area and various facilities are much better than Hogwarts. Most importantly, the girls who were born in France are so enthusiastic, I receive a lot of flowers, gifts and love letters every day.”

"what!"

The last sentence instantly made Hermione, who was docile like a kitten one second, pissed off in the next second.

This kind of funny reaction immediately made Zuo Si couldn't help laughing, and teased while laughing: "You know? Your reaction just now is really funny and cute. Don't worry, they can't compare to it together." Your place in my heart."

"Asshole! Did you do it on purpose?"

The girl finally went back to the future at this moment, pouting her cheeks and showing a puffy look.

"Okay, don't be angry, I brought you a special gift." Zuo Si whispered in her ear.

The feeling of heat on her earlobe quickly made Hermione forget her anger, her face and neck instantly turned red, her eyes quickly became blurred, and she subconsciously asked, "Is... what kind of gift?"

Soon, she felt a foreign object in her palm.

Looking down, it turned out to be a delicate black box.

After opening it, an extremely exquisite silver ring came into view instantly.

At the front of the ring, there is also a colorful gem the size of a fingernail inlaid.

Although they don't know much about gemstones, girls can also realize their amazing value from their luster and size.

"This...is it too early? I...I'm not ready yet."

Hermione's face turned redder all of a sudden, and she was a little incoherent.

Zuo Si raised his hand and lightly tapped the girl's forehead, reprimanded angrily: "What are you thinking? This is a magic ring, which can provide you with some extra abilities."

"what?!"

Hermione woke up from that dazed state in an instant, and she was so ashamed that she wished she could find a hole to get in right away.

Her reaction fully proves that falling in love will really greatly affect a person's IQ and ideal thinking ability.

"Try it on." Zuo Si reminded softly.

Under his urging, the girl carefully took out the ring and put it on the middle finger of her right hand.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of magical energy formed an invisible force field around the body.

"What's it for?" Hermione asked in an uncertain tone.

"It makes you immune to instant-death spells like Avada Kedavra, and also grants you three fireballs, three lightning bolts, two invisibility spells, one fly spell, one teleportation spell, and one cure for serious wounds per day." Zuo Si gave the answer without thinking.

Of course, there is another function that he did not mention, that is, the location and health status of the wearer can be confirmed at any time through this ring.

And once you put it on, you can't take it off unless you cut off the whole finger.

Obviously, this ring completely uses the magic item manufacturing technology of Faerun Continent.

The purpose is also very simple, it is for the last insurance.

"Fireball? Lightning? Fly? Cure serious wounds? Are these all new spells you invented? And...and you put them all together on a small ring? Can they be used repeatedly?" Hermione said. Mouth widened in shock.

Because in the books she has seen, there is no magic item that can achieve this level.

"Remember what I told you before that one day I will reveal the truth of this world and even the universe to you?" Zuo Si asked back with a smile.

Hermione quickly responded: "Of course I remember. But you said at the time that now is not the time."

"This ring is actually part of the truth. Finally, remember not to tell anyone. Because it is a secret between us."

After saying this, Zuo Si hugged and kissed Hermione on the cheek, then turned and left, leaving only the girl standing in place with an extremely shocked expression on her face.

I don't know how long it has been.

maybe a few seconds...

maybe a few minutes...

When Hermione came back to her senses, she found that the corridor was already full of students who had just finished class.

A senior Gryffindor girl patted her on the shoulder from behind and asked with a smile, "Hey! Granger! Why are you in a daze?"

"Hee hee! I know! Today is South's day to return to school. Our Granger has been absent-minded since the morning, and he skipped class for the first time in History of Magic class. I guess he is enjoying the sweet taste." Another person next to him The senior girl laughed.

"Sorry, I still have something to do, let's go first."

Hermione shivered suddenly, and fled here at an extremely fast speed, not even responding to her roommate's greeting.

About five minutes later, she finally ran into an empty utility room out of breath, gently stroked the ring on her finger, closed her eyes to feel the powerful magical power stored inside, and then activated the fireball technique three times a day .

next second...

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

The dazzling red flame instantly covered most of the room.

The mops, brooms, barrels, brushes, and other messy things that were originally piled in the corner were all reduced to ashes under the horrific heat wave.

Even metals such as steel and copper were not spared, turning into a red hot liquid.

Such a terrifying power is even more astonishing than the Thunderbolt Explosion Curse.

At least the thunderbolt explosions used by most wizards can hardly cover such a large area, and it is impossible to turn a metal with a relatively high melting point, such as steel, into a liquid state.

Looking at the messy scene in front of her, Hermione took a deep breath and forced herself to remain calm. At the same time, she said to herself with her eyes shining: "Secrets...truth...the universe...this world...a lot of things that have never been seen before. The old magic spells and techniques...Damn it! Soth has already reminded me so clearly, I should have thought of it long ago."

There is no doubt that the clever Hermione has already noticed Zuo Si's true identity, which is also the result of the latter's deliberate effort.

It's just that she doesn't intend to tell anyone this secret, not even her biological parents.

Because from the girl's point of view, Zuo Si telling herself this biggest secret is proof of her trust in herself, and she can't live up to this trust no matter what.

What's more, the relationship between the two is in a state of intimacy like glue.

But what Hermione didn't know was that through the ring on her hand, Zuo Si saw all her actions just now, and she smiled and said to the diary she carried with her: "It seems that my training plan has succeeded. It's over."

"Yeah! She can't tolerate anyone else except you now. Maybe...you can consider taking her to Faerun next time to see what the real magical world looks like." Diary Ben suggested with great interest.

"Take her to Faerun? Are you sure you're not talking crazy? If Isadora knows about our current relationship, it's hard to guarantee that she won't do something drastic." Zuo Si rolled her eyes angrily.

"Hey! What are you afraid of! If you want to build a big harem, how can you do it without taking some risks. Don't forget, Isadora is the most obedient to you, and she won't have any sense of resistance. Not to mention that there are so many copies now. Body, it is the best time to see the stitches. If you miss it, you must not regret it."

The diary started to come up with bad ideas with a smirk on its face.

As a magical creation that carries a lot of past memories and thoughts, its personality is equivalent to that of Zuo Si before becoming a planeswalker, so it speaks without any scruples.

"How do you know that I want to build a big harem?" Zuo Si raised her eyebrows and questioned.

The diary responded solemnly: "Because I am you! We have the same bottom-level thinking and ideas. Although you have always maintained self-restraint, things like desire always need a channel to vent, otherwise they will eventually develop into Psychic weakness. Even the slightest psychic vulnerability can be deadly when confronted by a creature like the Eldrazi titans."

"So the solution you gave is to completely let yourself go and be an amorous scumbag?"

There was disdain in Zuo Si's tone, obviously he did not agree with the suggestion given by the diary.

After all, this guy represents the past self, the ordinary person living in the materialistic world, and there is no comparison with the present at all.

But the diary didn't think so, and asked with a sneer: "Why not? Don't tell me that you also want to be a lover like Snape, and only love one person in your life. Oh, by the way, I suggest you if If you're going to Zendikar, it's best to start early. Otherwise, when the Eldrazi are freed, it's going to be unbelievably dangerous, even for a planeswalker..."

(end of this chapter)