Malfoy obviously would not miss such an opportunity and immediately made a malicious mockery.

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 servants around you."

It has to be said that this sentence instantly hurt Crabbe and Goyle's pitiful self-esteem.

After all, what hurts a person the most is never the rumors, but the cruel truth.

The two men glared at Harry instantly, and if this hadn't involved a wizard duel, they would have rushed up and started throwing punches.

Don't ever think that wizards are all a group of people waving wands. Even when killing people, they will maintain an elegant demeanor, raise their wands, shout "Avada, eat the big melon", and then shoot out a green light symbolizing death.

In fact, many wizards' fighting styles are very barbaric, bloody and brutal.

Especially those who are good at transformation magic, they often transform themselves into the forms of various ferocious beasts, then rush up to tear the opponent into a bloody mess, and fighting with fists is commonplace.

Seeing the aggressive look of Crabbe and Goyle, Ron felt a little guilty and immediately asked, "Hey! Today is the wizard duel, right?"

"That's right! Why, are you scared, Weasley?" Malfoy asked with a sneer.

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

As the saying goes, it’s better to lose the battle than the person.

Although Ron was scared to death in his heart, he did not show any intention of backing down verbally. Instead, he first accused the other party of breaking the rules.

"Both of you, behave yourself. Don't bring shame to Slytherin House!"

Malfoy turned around and glared at the two followers fiercely.

Crabbe and Goyle, who had been so ferocious in the previous second, became completely wilted in the next second, and stood aside obediently with their wands drawn.

Seeing this, Ron also drew out his wand, slowly stepped back and made room for about seven or eight meters.

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

Since it was their first wizard duel, they were all obviously very nervous, and their hands holding their wands were sweating.

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

“That’s what I wanted to say, too.”

Harry slowly raised his wand and followed the instructions in the book, performing a standard duel movement.

After Malfoy also made the same gesture, both parties bowed at the same time and then began to count down together.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

"Everyone is petrified!"

"Armor protects you!"

After the countdown ended, the two of them released the spells they had prepared almost immediately.

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

But unfortunately, this time he met the cheating savior.

Without even thinking about it, Harry used his wand to activate the scroll of Shield Charm hidden in his sleeve.

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

“This…how is this possible!?”

Malfoy's eyes widened in shock.

You know, even he couldn't cast a complete Shield Charm at his current age, not to mention Harry Potter who had always lived in a Muggle family. However, Harry obviously didn't intend to explain. He immediately activated the Disarming Charm scroll with a very obscure movement, then raised his wand and pointed it forward: "Expelliarmus!"

moment!

A dazzling red light shot out from the front end of the wand and hit Malfoy with a bang, causing him to drop the wand in his hand. At the same time, he was hit hard by a car. His body flew backwards uncontrollably for several meters, even knocking down several display cabinets, before he barely stopped.

Without a doubt!

According to the rules of wizard duels, Harry could now declare himself the winner.

But Hermione, who was smart and observant, obviously noticed that the Savior would touch the scroll hidden in his sleeve with his wand before casting each spell.

Combined with Zuo Si's recent research, he immediately understood what was going on. His eyes became extremely strange, but he ultimately chose not to expose it.

With the clumsy help of Crabbe and Goyle, Malfoy quickly got up from the ground, his face full of astonishment, as if he still couldn't accept that Harry, who grew up in a Muggle family, could successfully cast spells twice in a row and undisputedly defeated him in a one-on-one wizard duel.

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

For a moment, Master Malfoy's heart was seriously shaken, and his self-confidence was also hit. He didn't even bother to make sarcastic remarks as usual. Instead, he turned around and rushed out of the trophy display room without saying a word and ran towards the Slytherin common room.

Crabbe and Goyle followed closely behind.

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

"Well done! I bet Malfoy was terrified this time."

Ron was the first to break the silence. He walked up and patted his friend on the shoulder to express his excitement.

"Hehe! Thanks to these scrolls. Soth didn't lie to us. This thing really can be turned into a spell to attack the enemy as long as it is activated lightly with a magic wand."

Harry quickly pulled the remaining three cards out of his sleeve, grinning foolishly.

Because this was his first time fighting with people his own age, and also his first time feeling the amazing power of magic, his brain frantically secreted dopamine, bringing about an emotion called happiness.

Ron said in an envious tone, "It's really a good thing. If it wasn't two gold Galleons per copy, but two silver Sickles, I would also consider buying a few as backup."

"Don't dream! Do you know what materials are used to copy and seal Soth's scrolls? Dragon's blood! A small bottle of this stuff costs more than many high-level potions." Hermione interrupted unhappily.

"Fire dragon's blood?!!"

Ron's mouth instantly grew large enough to fit a fist.

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

The former nodded vigorously immediately: "Of course! A small bottle of dragon blood can even be sold for hundreds of gold galleons. Because the blood must be taken from a living dragon, it is very dangerous. Only the most daring wizards will try this job."

"I see! It seems that the price that Soth sold to us was not expensive, it's just that the production cost was simply high." Harry said thoughtfully.

However, he obviously didn't know that the magic ink made by Zuo Si actually only contained a few drops of fire dragon's blood in a large bottle to enhance the magic power.

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

Seeing that the two fools had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, Hermione finally couldn't help holding her forehead and questioning: "Have you figured out the situation? If Soth's research is successful, then the scroll will soon be popular in the wizarding world.

By then, with the financial resources of Malfoy and his family, he would be able to easily buy dozens or even hundreds of tickets.

By then, he will not only know that you cheated today, but he will also retaliate in the same way. "

"Oh—damn it!"

Poor Ron seemed to have seen the tragic scene of himself being beaten to death by Malfoy with money.

Just as Harry was about to say something, hurried footsteps were suddenly heard outside the corridor, followed by the voice of Filch, the castle manager.

"Who? Who's in there?"

"No! Run!"

Without having time to think, Hermione immediately took out her wand and cast an Disillusionment Charm on the three of them. Then she turned around and rushed out of the trophy room, starting to run around in a panic.

However, they apparently forgot that the Disillusionment Charm only causes visual invisibility and cannot cover up the sound of footsteps when running.

Especially in such a quiet night environment, both the heavy breathing and the footsteps seem so harsh.

Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris, apparently noticed the presence of the three people and followed them relentlessly.

In contrast, Zuo Si, who stood still, was not discovered at all.

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

Not long after, he sat down at the table in the restricted book section and continued reading these books that contained dangerous knowledge from yesterday.

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

To be precise, not sleeping has basically no significant impact except that you cannot restore your spell slots.

Especially as more and more divine power was transformed into pure energy under his control, he had already begun to leave the realm of mortals and officially became a member of the extraordinary life.

However, in order to conceal his tracks, Zuo Si would pretend to drink some strength-recovering potion that he prepared himself every day.

Obviously, coming to this relatively safe world to develop rapidly was an extremely correct choice for him.

Without having to guard against external threats, you can not only invest a lot of time and energy into transforming divine power, but also gain some necessary knowledge and power from it, and further improve and build your own unique spellcasting system.

Although we haven't produced even a single planeswalker card so far, the gains have been significant.

Apart from anything else, the fact that the fierce fire cannot be easily extinguished and can transform into different forms shows that it has a very high plasticity.

Combined with the elemental control of the archmage's advanced arcane abilities, it is simply an absolute killer weapon.

In addition, since there are no restrictions on the magical power of this world, if some of Faerun's spells can be transformed into the spellcasting methods of wizards, then magic such as the Bigbye Big Hand series can be directly integrated into one, turning it into a truly integrated offensive and defensive spell without any flaws.

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

However, he believed that as his understanding of spells, potions, herbs, magical animals and ancient runes deepened, it was only a matter of time before he could overcome those problems.

For people who maintain a high level of mental focus, time always passes exceptionally quickly, and a few hours go by in a flash.

When it was about six o'clock and the sky began to brighten, Zuo Si quickly packed up his things and put the banned book back to its place, preparing to go back to the dormitory to rest for a while and have a hero banquet to fill his stomach.

After all, Snape has Potions class every Friday, and he doesn't want to be stared at with gloomy eyes by the other party for being late.

After a short break after breakfast, the first-year students from Gryffindor and Slytherin houses flocked to a large classroom in the basement of the castle.

Because Snape directly gave the savior Harry Potter a warning in the first Potions class, the freshmen of Gryffindor obviously have a great resistance to this course.

Even as Harry and Ron walked into the classroom, they began to wonder what kind of trouble Snape would play today, or how many points he would deduct from them.

In contrast, the Slytherin freshmen were all very excited.

Because they know that their dean will definitely favor them in class.

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

As for Zuo Si, he still walked into the classroom on time.

"You're almost late!"

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

"Almost means not being late, right?"

Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly and walked to the only empty seat in the corner and sat down.

His casual attitude made Snape's already gloomy expression even gloomier, 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 casting spells.

No matter what kind of potion it is, you can learn it almost immediately just by looking at it once.

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

Moreover, Snape knew that Zuo Si had been preparing a physical recovery potion in his dormitory, a potion that was only slightly easier to make than the Felicis.

Therefore, the method of using grades to threaten and intimidate is of no use at all on this freshman.

Unless he was prepared to wipe out the entire first grade in the final exam and come up with a Felicia Potion or an Eternity Potion that was considered the most difficult even in the book Advanced Potion Making, there was really no other way.

So Snape decisively chose to vent his anger on Harry who was standing beside him.

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

moment!

Harry just stood there like an idiot.

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

Not only were the students of Gryffindor House unable to accept it, even the students of Slytherin House showed surprised and stunned expressions.

Just as Harry blushed and wanted to argue, Ron, who was sitting not far away, lowered his voice and reminded him, "Don't be fooled! If you argue with Snape at this time, you will only lose more points."

"Damn it! I bet he can't do anything to Thors, so he takes it out on me." Harry complained in a low voice with gritted teeth.

"There's nothing we can do. South is a student of Slytherin College. If his points are deducted, it will be equivalent to the points of Snape's own college. The most important thing is that South doesn't care about this at all. He won't blink an eye even if all the points of Slytherin College are deducted." Ron's tone revealed strong envy.

Because in his opinion, Zuo Si was simply the freest student in the entire first grade and even in the entire school, no doubt about it.

Since he defeated most of Slytherin House at the beginning of the school year, no one, including the prefects and senior students, dared to say anything about him, and he basically did whatever he wanted.

As for other people's opinions, he doesn't care at all and only focuses on studying and researching what he is interested in.

Coupled with an extremely smart brain and terrifying wizard talent, most professors would choose to turn a blind eye even if he was occasionally late or didn't come to class.

To be honest, Ron dreams of having such a campus life and privileges.

But unfortunately, with 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 picked a relatively simple potion from the textbook and asked the students to find the recipe and process in the book to mix it.

Those who successfully transfer out before the end of the get out of class can receive different grades according to the quality, while those who fail will be treated as zero.

It was not difficult to tell from his disgusted eyes that he was extremely disgusted with the potions that were clumsily made by these young wizards.

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

Once you make a mistake, you will immediately be subjected to sarcastic sarcasm and ridicule.

From this point alone, it is not difficult to see that there is definitely a reason why Harry hates Potions class and Snape.

After all, no child would like a teacher and his class who is always looking for trouble and making things difficult for him.

However, this expression full of disgust finally changed when he came to Zuo Si.

Looking at the green smoke coming out of the pot and the faint fragrance coming out of his nose, Snape immediately asked in a slightly surprised tone: "Another physical potion? How long has it been since you had a proper night's sleep?"

"Well - I think it's been a while." Zuo Si answered casually.

"I have to remind you that although physical strength potions can relieve fatigue to a certain extent, they cannot completely replace sleep. You need to sleep for ten hours at least once every two weeks. Otherwise, your body will be exhausted." Snape warned solemnly.

"Don't worry, Professor. I've read the potion book and know the side effects of stamina potions. In fact, I plan to go back to my dorm to rest as soon as this class is over."

While talking, Zuo Si sprinkled the chopped herbs into the pot just right and stirred it, while also adding a little bit of something like dried insects.

The next second...

Bang! Everyone saw a white flame coming out of the pot, and then the originally turbid potion suddenly turned into clear and transparent potion.

You don't need to ask to know that the potion was prepared successfully.

Zuo Si ignored other people's reactions and directly took out a huge glass jar and poured the stamina potion into it.

The price of this stuff on the market is fifteen gold galleons for a small bottle. Some senior students who are under a lot of pressure due to graduation exams will occasionally need to buy a bottle.

His pot can hold at least fifteen to twenty small bottles.

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

Although Zuo Si did not make the corresponding medicine as required, no one stood up to blame him.

The reason is simple! Physical strength potions are much more difficult than the potions specified by Snape.

"Have you completed your research?" Snape raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Zuo Si shook his head gently: "No, it's still a long way off.

Reshaping so many spells is not an easy task.

However, I recently developed a simplified version that is activated by a magic wand.

已经可以用来存储铁甲咒、缴械咒、停止咒、石化咒、昏睡咒、火焰咒、禁锢咒、切割咒、粉碎咒、遗忘咒、麻瓜驱逐咒、守护神咒等一系列经常会用到的咒语。

另外，关于墨水的配方和针对羊皮纸的处理方式，我也基本都找到了规律。

不出意外的话，最多一两个星期就可以整理成册进行出版了。

我想那些哑炮，亦或是对魔咒不擅长的人，一定会爱上这种能让他们摆脱烦恼的魔法技艺。”

“有样品吗？”

斯内普对此显然非常感兴趣且上心。

没有多少人会比他更了解一旦这种技术公开，将会给整个魔法界带来怎样的轰动效果。

毕竟存储咒语和法术，以前并不是没有人尝试过。

但由于各种各样的原因跟问题，最终不是失败，就是制造出来的东西昂贵到根本没有办法普及。

“给！”

左思二话不说，从口袋里掏出一张火焰咒的卷轴递了过去。

斯内普拿在手里搬弄了几秒钟，迅速询问道：“这玩意要怎么用？”

“很简单，用魔杖触碰一下进行激活就可以了。”左思直截了当回答道。

出于强烈好奇心的趋势，斯内普轻轻用魔杖点了一下卷轴，瞬间便感觉到一股魔力被释放并涌入魔杖内。

紧跟着，他的大脑里边凭空浮现出一句咒语，立刻抬起手对准魔药课教室的天花板喊了出来。

“火焰熊熊！”

轰！ 瞬间一大团明亮的火焰从魔杖前端喷涌而出，照亮了原本有些昏暗的环境，同时也把那些正在调制魔药的小巫师吓得不轻，以至于不少人的药剂出现了各种各样的问题。

换成是平时，斯内普肯定会借题发挥，把格兰芬多的学生挨个扣一遍分。

但是现在，他整个人都被卷轴的实际效果所吸引，饶有兴致的试探道：“卷轴的威力取决于制作它的人？”

“没错。确切地说，是对其注入魔力和咒语的人。

这也就意味着，同样的咒语，如果由那些强大的巫师来施展，其威力可能是普通巫师的数倍乃至数十倍。

另外，我还考虑到了不少有实力的巫师都会对咒语进行一定程度的改变，所以在即将发售的书籍中阐述了咒语溯源的基本方法，以方便他们把自己记录自己独门的魔法。

后续我还会继续开发可以不使用魔杖的高级版本，确保即便是一名巫师失去魔杖，也可以凭借自己携带的卷轴与敌人进行对抗和周旋。

总之，这将会是一个非常庞大且复杂的工作，初步估计要持续几年时间。”

左思没有掩饰什么，大大方方把自己的计划跟想法都说了出来。

斯内普眼神顿时变得十分复杂，足足过了一分钟才用低沉的声音说道：“你知道这些东西一旦公布意味着什么吗？”

“你指的是名声？财富？还是来来自报纸和杂志的吹捧？又或是所谓的梅林爵士团荣誉勋章？”左思抬起头嗤笑着反问。

“这个世界上没有多少人能够抵挡的了名声和财富的诱惑，尤其是像你这种年纪的孩子。你有可能会在一片赞誉声中迷失自我，甚至是变成另外一幅截然不同的样子。”斯内普语重心长的提醒道。

可左思却满不在乎的耸了耸肩膀：“亲爱的教授，麻烦你请别把我跟那些蠢货相提并论。

因为我非常清楚，在这个魔法和巫师的世界，没有任何东西比得上知识跟力量。

至于名声、财富、权力之类的东西，都只不过是为了得到前者而服务。

如果把顺序搞反了，那无论这个人的天赋有多高、魔法力量有多强，也终究不过是个二流巫师。”

很显然，左思这番话里的“二流巫师”指的不是别人，就是让整个英国魔法界连名字都不敢提的伏地魔。

听到有人狂妄的用“二流巫师”评价黑魔王，斯内普立刻挑起了眉毛：“你确定知道自己在说什么吗？”

“当然！就算那家伙本人来了，我的评价也不会更改哪怕一个字。二流就是二流，虽然他在黑魔法造诣方面可能会比较高，但在思想境界上比邓布利多校长和盖勒特·格林德沃差得远了。对于魔法界悠久的历史而言，他制造的那点恐慌跟动荡的影响根本不值一提。”

左思毫不客气表达了自己对于伏地魔的鄙夷。

因为在他看来，这就是一个精神上极度扭曲病态，心理上有严重缺陷的可怜虫，只是一味的追求永生、逃避死亡。

其所谓“擅长操纵人心、扭曲思想”的手段，也不过是最低级的威胁、恐吓与展示力量。

一旦其无敌的形象被摧毁，那么手下分分钟就会化作鸟兽散。

这一点在第一次死亡的时候已经被体现的淋漓尽致。

反过来再看看邓布利多操控人心的手段。

就算是死了，像斯内普、麦格等霍格沃茨的教授，还有大量凤凰社的成员，依然愿意效忠于他。

所以从始至终，左思都不太瞧得起伏地魔。

后者不管是眼界、格局、还是心理素质都差得太多了。

尤其是撕裂灵魂制造魂器后，心智明显下降的厉害，整个人就跟个神经病一样反复无常。

与其学生时代的聪明、谨慎、隐忍和善于伪装完全就像是截然不同的两个人。

如果是放在费伦，哪怕往高了说也不过是第二个萨马斯特。

搞不好被几个魔鬼稍微忽悠一下，就把自己的灵魂轻而易举卖给了巴托地狱。

毕竟像这种心里和性格都有巨大缺陷的人，不管有多么聪明，在危机四伏的费伦通常都活不久。

“你很自负，比我见过的任何巫师都要自负。”斯内普意味深长的评价道。

可左思却不以为意的耸了耸肩膀：“但我有这样的资格，不是吗？”

“一会儿下课的时候别走，跟我去一趟校长室。”

斯内普不置可否的撂下这句话，然后便转身去找格兰芬多学院新生的麻烦去了。

没过一会儿功夫，包括哈利、罗恩在内的好几个“幸运儿”就因为走神导致锅里的药剂出现问题，结果被毫不留情的取消了成绩。

赫敏虽然成功调制出了指定的药剂，可也被他以“没有提醒同学”为理由扣掉了五分。

仅仅一堂魔药课，格兰芬多学院就痛失了差不多三十分，简直就一场彻头彻尾的灾难。

难怪斯内普常年都是霍格沃茨最不受欢迎教授排行榜的第一名。

等魔药课结束，煎熬了整整两个小时的小巫师们便立刻一窝蜂的逃离了这个让他们感到压抑窒息的教室。

至于左思则在斯内普的带领下穿过大量的楼梯跟走廊，径直来到位于校长办公室的门口。

向雕像说出了正确的口令后，两人便从通道中进入到这间可能是整个城堡内最重要的房间。

邓布利多本人似乎正在处理一些信件，头也不抬的问：“西弗勒斯，有什么重要的事情吗？”

“当然！关于索斯正在研究的那些卷轴，目前已经有了非常大的进展，我认为你最好还是亲眼见识一下比较好。”

说着，斯内普立刻用眼神示意左思再拿出一张来向校长展示。

“哦？真的吗？”

邓布利多也露出了好奇的神色。

“算是吧。受到材料限制和咒语溯源的困难程度，我暂时只能做出一些需要魔杖才能激活的卷轴，与最开始设想的相差甚远。”

左思随手将最后几张卷轴掏出来放在校长的办公桌前。

从脸上的表情不难看出，他本人对于这种半成品并不满意。

因为费伦的很多卷轴根本不需要使用者拥有魔法力量，甚至就连一些经过训练的盗贼都能使用。

可左思做出来这些破烂，却还要依赖魔杖这样的外物帮助，简直就是一堆残次品。

不过邓布利多对此显然有自己想法，迅速拿起其中一张尝试着激活并使用了一下，立马赞叹道：“难以置信的杰作。恭喜，索斯，你发明了一项不得了的技术。我想用不了多久，整个魔法界所有的巫师都会离不开它的。如果不介意的话，能告诉我是什么让你当初产生了这样的想法吗？”

“嗯——大概应该是觉得巫师们太过于依赖魔杖。

以至于在失去武器后会变得无比脆弱，变成任人宰割的鱼肉。

所以想要在某种程度上弥补这个缺陷。

其实我想要制作的不仅仅是卷轴，还有戒指、护身符等可以用来存储咒语和法术的装备。

这样一来，巫师们就有了更多可以应对突发状况的手段。

而不是像现在这样一旦遭到偷袭，立刻就会被瞬间放倒在地。”

左思摸着下巴半真半假的解释道。

“相当棒的想法。

看来你已经为自己规划好了未来。

I am looking forward to seeing you invent and produce these things one day in the future, thereby promoting the development of the entire wizarding world.

As the principal, I have decided to give you a support pass that allows you to enter the restricted area of ​​the library at any time.

This way, you don’t have to stay up all night looking for and reading the knowledge you need in the restricted area.”

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

"Thanks."

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

After so many days, he had already imprinted the most important and essential parts of the forbidden books area in his mind, and he could collect and organize the rest slowly when he had time in the future.

"By the way, when do you plan to make the technology for making scrolls public and sell them in the form of books?" Dumbledore asked casually.

Without saying anything, Zuo Si took out his notes and threw them on the principal's desk. "Including the methods of making ink and tracing spells, they are all here. There are also the processes of making scrolls of more than 30 commonly used spells. If you think these are enough to write a book, then publish it immediately. I have no objection anyway. If there is nothing else, I will go back and rest."

"Go ahead, I'll help you with the publishing."

Dumbledore made the promise as he flipped through the contents of his notes.

He understood that if such an unprecedented groundbreaking invention was not endorsed by a wizard as prestigious as himself, it might take a long time for the wizarding world to recognize it.

After watching Zuo Si turn around and leave the principal's office, Snape couldn't help but question, "Is this really a good idea?"

Dumbledore smiled and asked, "Why not? I believe you should have already felt Soth's terrible talent. For such a genius, it is better to do him a favor instead of trying to suppress him. If he can always focus his interest and energy on the field of invention and creation, it will be a blessing for the entire wizarding 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 Soth is Soth. Moreover, do you think a wizard as smart as Soth, who has unlimited potential, can be easily manipulated by others? So give up your unrealistic delusion. Unless you want to become his enemy, don't rashly do things that are doomed to fail."

As 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 are all equally smart, equally talented, equally proud and conceited...

"But I feel that Thors doesn't seem to have any favorable impression on that person. Even in the Potions class, he commented that he was just a second-rate wizard."

Snape was obviously a little disapproving, and instead felt that there was a lot of room for maneuver.

"Second-rate wizard? Did Thors say this?" A very strange expression appeared on Dumbledore's face.

Although he has always been confident enough to defeat his former student in a one-on-one wizard duel.

But considering the issue of the Horcrux, he ultimately couldn't make up his mind to do it.

But this does not mean that Voldemort is weak.

Just the opposite!

In Dumbledore's eventful life, Voldemort was the strongest enemy he had ever encountered, no doubt about it.

Even Gellert Grindelwald cannot match his proficiency in spells and dark magic.

The centenarian really couldn't understand why Zuo Si dared to describe Voldemort as a "second-rate wizard".

However, this obviously contemptuous comment made him feel more at ease. At least he could be sure that Zuo Si did not like Voldemort at all.

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

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

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

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

In fact, although he is known as the greatest wizard of our time, Albus Dumbledore is not as kind as many outsiders imagine.

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

As the only wizard who had the ability to stop the tragedy from spreading at that time, this cannot be explained by just some nonsense like "there is no point in killing Voldemort because of the Horcruxes".

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

It is more because Dumbledore has a huge difference from ordinary people and even ordinary wizards in his view of life and death.

To him, death was just a great adventure.

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

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

It is this emotional indifference that makes him particularly calculating and very good at manipulating others.

But unfortunately, he obviously chose the wrong person this time.

Be it Voldemort or the Philosopher's Stone, their appeal to Zuo Si is almost zero.

In fact, there is also a powerful sub-artifact in Faerun called the "Alchemist Stone", which has the same effect as the Philosopher's Stone, or even more powerful.

A substance called magic mercury is generated inside it.

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

If magic mercury is mixed with a healing potion, it can create a magical potion that can bring the dead back to life.

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

Compared to the Alchemist's Stone that can resurrect the dead, the Philosopher's Stone is not very effective as it simply prolongs life and cannot even prevent the body from aging.

What's more, Zuo Si is not incapable of mixing similar life-extending potions, and he knows how to mix more than one.

But the problem is that the life-extending potion needs to work continuously.

It doesn't mean you don't have to worry about anything after drinking it.

Once a person who takes a life-extending potion walks into an anti-magic field, or is hit by a dispelling effect such as dispel magic or great disintegration, the entire body may age, collapse, and die within a few seconds.

This is also the reason why after the second generation goddess of magic banned magic webs above ten rings and abolished the [Iolum Immortality], the great arcanists of Netheril transformed themselves into liches one after another.

The longevity potion is really too unreliable.

In addition, the [Iolum Immortality] of the Netheril era is a standard eleven-ring magic, which is very different from the later castrated legendary version.

(End of this chapter)