"The front page headline of the Daily Prophet: The Ministry of Magic used the power of the second Philosopher's Stone yesterday to resurrect Gideon Prewett, a hero who died gloriously fighting against the Death Eaters during the First Wizarding War!"
"Soth, the creator of the second Philosopher's Stone, has brought an unprecedented impact to the entire magic world!"
"Nicolas Flamel, the creator of the first Philosopher's Stone, openly admitted that Thors's achievements in alchemy had surpassed his own."
"Congratulations to the rising star and genius of the British wizarding world for officially reaching the top and becoming the greatest alchemist of our time!"
"The Ministers of Magic of seventeen countries are in urgent talks with Fudge, hoping to obtain partial use rights of the Philosopher's Stone through a transaction."
"A famous French wizard family offered a whopping price of three million gold Galleons, hoping to buy a piece of magic mercury made from the Philosopher's Stone to revive their offspring who died in an accident."
"Beauxbatons School of Magic has officially invited you, Lord Thors, to come for academic exchanges."
"The Order of Merlin unanimously decided to award Soth the First Class Medal. The Alchemist Association invited Soth to become the leader of the organization. The International Confederation of Wizards also announced that it would accept him as an honorary member."
"The largest potion and alchemical product company in Europe wants to spend a high price to purchase the rights to Soth's image as its new logo."
…
As countless newspapers and magazines were circulated crazily in the Great Hall on the first floor of Hogwarts in the early morning, students from all seven grades fell into complete madness.
Just as Rita Skeeter had predicted, fame, wealth, power, and high status all followed like mushrooms after rain as the true purpose of the second philosopher's stone was revealed.
After all, the power of resurrection for wizards is like the Muggle world suddenly inventing a medicine that can cure all terminal illnesses. It is bound to cause a huge sensation.
This sensation was not limited to the British wizarding world, but quickly spread throughout Europe and even across the ocean.
There is no doubt that Zuo Si became completely famous this time.
If last year he was regarded as a rising star and everyone was full of expectations for his future because of his magic scrolls and spell storage technology, then now he has become the top authority and master in the field of alchemy.
After all, even Nicolas Flamel publicly admitted that Zuo Si had surpassed himself in the field of alchemy, and even used some unprecedented knowledge and technology in the process of making the second philosopher's stone.
Based on this point alone, no one would dare to raise any doubts unless someone could successfully create the third philosopher's stone.
So even though Zuo Si is still a second-year student at Hogwarts, no one treats him as a student anymore.
At least not the officials of the Ministry of Magic, not the members of the big families, and certainly not the professors in the school.
"Resurrection? Resurrection from the dead? Could it be that the Daily Prophet printed the entertainment joke in the wrong place today?"
George stared at the newspaper in his hand in amazement, then pinched the thigh of his twin brother next to him hard to make sure he was not dreaming or hallucinating.
"Ah!!! Asshole! Why are you pinching my thigh? Pinch your own!"
Fred let out a scream and even the fried egg in his hand fell to the ground.
"Hey, sorry, I'm a little afraid of pain." George explained with a grin.
"Asshole! I'm going to fight you!"
"Come on! Who's afraid of who?"
Soon, the funny couple started to wrestle with each other as usual, smearing butter, cream, peanut butter, ketchup and other things on each other's faces, which immediately attracted a lot of people to join in the booing and laughter.
Because everyone knows that the fighting between the Weasley twins never affects their relationship and feelings, but is more like a joking prank.
However, as the eldest brother, obviously Percy did not like these two younger brothers who were fooling around in school all day. He frowned subconsciously, then picked up the newspaper and glanced at it.
After a while, he noticed the name in bold letters and exclaimed, "Wait! The name Gideon Prewett sounds familiar. Damn! He...he's our uncle! Mom mentioned him before!"
"What? This resurrected dead man is our uncle!"
Ron was stunned when he heard this. His parents' reactions yesterday morning instantly came back to his mind, and he immediately understood the truth.
It turned out that my mother was crying with excitement not because a relative in the family had passed away, but because he was about to be resurrected from the dead.
Of course, one will cry tears of joy when meeting a loved one who has passed away.
"That's right! You were not born yet back then, and George and Fred were still young. They don't remember Uncle Gideon at all, but I still have some impression of him." Percy said with a hint of emotion in his tone.
After all, when he was a child, the First Wizarding War was at its most intense.
Both sides have completely torn off their last disguise and are engaging in the most terrifying and brutal fight.
Almost every few days we hear news of someone being killed in action.
Especially when the news of his two uncles' death in the war came back, Percy remembered seeing his mother hiding in the kitchen and crying for a long time, with her eyes red and swollen for several days.
Ron nodded slightly: "I see. So... this time our family owes Soth a big favor?"
"It's more than just a favor. Do you know what it means to come back from the dead? He is now a big shot in the entire British wizarding world. No, he should be a big shot who can call the shots in the entire European and American wizarding world."
Percy's tone was filled with naked and undisguised envy.
I can't help but be envious!
You know, his life goal is to enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation, gain power and make a career.
But now, Zuo Si easily obtained everything he had never dared to imagine.
Unfortunately, Percy's attempt to get closer to Zuo Si and build friendship last semester failed, and the other party didn't even bother to pay attention to him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Percy's self-confidence for a long time.
But today he finally understood why Zuo Si always had a very cold attitude towards most students in school.
Because with Zuo Si's talent and ability, there is no need for him to waste time with these childish students in school.
Only senior bureaucrats in the Ministry of Magic and famous wizards from all over the world are qualified to communicate with him.
"By the way, did you see Harry this morning?"
Ron glanced at the Gryffindor table and saw that his friend was nowhere to be seen.
Percy nodded slightly. "I saw it. When he was going downstairs, he was called to Professor Snape's office. It seemed that he was going to discuss something important and serious."
"Snape?"
Ron frowned immediately and quickly cast his gaze towards the relatively empty table in the corner. Sure enough, he found that Zuo Si was not there either. Only Hermione was sitting on the chair, yawning and drinking milk.
In fact, he had no idea that at this moment in his office in the basement of the castle, Snape had decided not to hide his true feelings anymore but to confront Harry Potter.
As for Zuo Si, he just wanted to come for fun and sat silently by the side the whole time, enjoying this family ethics drama that could be broadcast on a prime-time 8 o'clock drama.
"Potter, have you read today's newspaper?" Snape asked, breaking the silence first.
"Um... not yet, Professor," Harry answered cautiously.
He had no idea what had happened to this Potions teacher who had been constantly targeting him last semester, but had actually started to change his attitude this semester.
Especially those eyes that a father looks at his son, every time the savior meets them he feels uncomfortable all over.
"Here, read it, and we'll talk when you're done."
As he spoke, Snape threw a newspaper that had been delivered this morning onto the table.
Out of curiosity, Harry subconsciously picked it up and took a glance, and immediately saw the content of the front-page headline and Rita Skeeter's unbridled praise of Zuo Si throughout the article.
Especially the eye-catching title "Resurrection from the Dead", which made him seem to understand something immediately. His face was full of shock and disbelief, and at the same time, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
"You...you resurrected my mother? Is that why you said that in Potions class?"
The savior suddenly stood up from his chair and stared at Zuo Si who was lemon drinking tea.
Although he is easily deceived and fooled by others due to his age, it does not mean that he is a fool.
"No, my dear Harry, it was not I who resurrected your mother, but Professor Snape who resurrected his beloved.
What's more, haven't you always longed to live with a mother who loves you?
Now, this wish can come true.
Although it may be slightly different from what you expected.
But I believe that all this will be solved when I meet Ms. Lily."
Zuo Si tried to comfort him, pretending to be someone who wanted to enjoy the fun and not be afraid of any trouble.
Because the scene he most wanted to see was about to happen.
"What about my father?" Harry asked subconsciously.
Zuo Si shrugged innocently: "I said that your father is not a likable guy.
Besides, I don't know him well, so why should I spend so much effort to resurrect a stranger?
What's more, if the time of death exceeds ten years, even if resurrected, a lot of memory will be lost, which is reflected in your mother.
She even forgot that she was married and had a child like you. Even her childhood memories were slowly restored with the help of Professor Snape.
So if you want to resurrect all your parents and live together as a family of three, give up this idea as soon as possible.
Because their most precious memories have all been lost, and there is no possibility of getting them back.
But Ms. Lily and Professor Snape are different. They are childhood sweethearts who grew up together and many of their memories can be traced back to their childhood.
So during the recovery process, feelings will naturally develop slowly and then eventually they will get together.
Otherwise, what do you think is the purpose of Professor Snape calling you here today? Just to inform you that your mother has been resurrected? No, he is inviting you to attend a wedding and become a member of this new family.
The most important thing is that your mother is pregnant recently and will give birth to a younger brother or sister for you around June or July next year.
How about it? Are you surprised after hearing it?
Now you not only have a mother who is willing to sacrifice her life for you, but also a professor stepfather who is very well-known in the wizarding world, as well as lovely brothers and sisters."
Without a doubt!
These words were like a bolt from the blue, directly shattering Harry Potter's young mind and worldview.
My mother was resurrected? My mother was going to marry Snape?
And they have a child! He is going to be a big brother? The huge amount of information made the savior's little head completely confused, and he couldn't recover from the huge amount of information for a long time.
Fortunately, Zuo Si had taken precautions in advance, otherwise he would probably have fainted due to "CPU" overload.
In addition, Harry also realized why Snape's attitude towards him had been a little strange since the beginning of this semester.
It turns out that everything was because he had an affair with his mother! For a moment, Harry didn't know whether he should be angry about the prairie growing on his father's head, or happy about his mother's resurrection, or desperate because Snape became his stepfather...
With such mixed emotions, he couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice, "Can I go see my mother?"
"Of course! In fact, I'm going to take you to see her. But there's a proviso. You have to sign this document first."
As he spoke, Snape pulled out a parchment scroll with the official seal of the Ministry of Magic from his arms.
Harry took just a glance and immediately realized that it was a custody transfer agreement.
If he signed, his guardian would change from his uncle or aunt to his biological mother, and he would not have to spend every summer vacation with the annoying Dursley family.
But the price is that if Snape really marries his mother, then the other party will become a veritable stepfather and have the right to discipline him.
to be honest……
This is a dilemma.
If he could help it, Harry wouldn't choose either one.
But in the end, between bad and not-so-bad, he chose the latter.
After all, Lily was his biological mother who died to protect him, and living in a wizard family was much better than living in a Muggle family.
Once the name is signed, the magical contract on the scroll takes effect instantly and is transmitted back to the Ministry of Magic at an extremely fast speed and a backup is created.
As long as Lily's identity is recognized, the contract will have legal effect.
Seeing that the contract had taken effect, a creepy smile suddenly appeared on Snape's face, and he said in an extremely gentle voice: "Don't worry, I won't force you to call me father, and I won't interfere too much with your behavior in school.
Just the opposite!
If you encounter any trouble, or are troubled by others, you can come to me.
Now, go to class. When the last class of the day is over, come directly to my office and I will take you home. "
"Okay…Okay!"
Harry was obviously frightened. He nodded vigorously subconsciously, then turned and ran away.
Because he suddenly discovered that Snape's current appearance was ten thousand times more terrifying than when he had targeted him before.
Especially that expression that seemed like an "old father" was really scary.
Compared to this, when I encountered Voldemort at the end of the first grade, his hideous and terrifying appearance seemed a bit childish.
Seeing the savior's fleeing reaction, Zuo Si finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahahaha! Dear professor, I think you, as a stepfather, will not be able to change your bad image in Harry's mind for a long time."
Snape rolled his eyes in annoyance and said, "Stop gloating over your misfortune and help me think of a solution. Compared to Harry, the bigger problem is how to make Lily accept that she was married and had a child."
Zuo Si responded nonchalantly: “Don't worry about this at all.
Just by looking at Harry's dark green eyes, Ms. Lily would immediately recognize that this was her child as soon as he appeared.
Sometimes the power of blood is so magical.
It allows relatives who have been separated for many years or have never met to recognize each other in an instant."
"You'll come along tonight, won't you?"
Whenever something related to Lily, Snape would appear extremely cautious and nervous.
After all, he was originally a "love saint", and this love was lost and then recovered, so he would naturally cherish it especially.
"Of course! How could I miss such a wonderful scene?"
Zuo Si fully demonstrated the caution of a fun-loving person who would eat the melon when it was available, and agreed without hesitation.
Just as Snape was about to say something, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside.
Then a student was heard shouting through the door: "Professor! Professor Snape! It's bad! A student was attacked on campus! And Harry Potter is the only witness and the biggest suspect!"
"Huh? What!"
Upon hearing the news, Snape lost all restraint and immediately opened the door and asked, "Tell me more carefully! What exactly is going on?"
"The scene is over there! I'll take you there!"
The Slytherin student who came to tip off had no idea how to explain, so he simply chose to lead the way.
After a while, the three of them, including Zuo Si, came to a relatively quiet corner of the corridor.
At this moment, the scene was already packed with students.
Headmaster Dumbledore and Vice-Headmaster Professor McGonagall arrived earlier and were carefully examining a stone statue that looked like a student.
Harry stood there in a daze, bewildered, looking completely stunned by the sudden accident.
Master Malfoy took the opportunity to fan the flames, saying, "Ah! You openly use evil spells to attack classmates in school! I'm afraid no one can save you this time, Potter. It looks like in an hour or two at most, you'll have to pack your bags and go back to live with those stupid and ridiculous Muggle relatives."
"Shut up! I said! I didn't do this! I just heard some weird noises!"
Harry glared fiercely at this annoying guy who always pestered him.
If Snape was his most hated professor, then Draco Malfoy was his most hated classmate.
"Humph! You still want to deny it when the evidence is irrefutable? Look at this poor fellow, his entire body has been completely turned into stone. Even the best doctors at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries may not be able to restore him to his original state. Just wait, you might be sent to Azkaban to spend the rest of your life in prison."
Master Malfoy instantly went into full fire, wanting to trample under his feet this savior who had rejected him and made him look foolish in public.
But soon, he felt a chill coming from behind him.
His first subconscious reaction was to turn around immediately, only to find that his dean was staring at him with narrowed eyes. He was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly and even began to stutter when speaking.
"Professor?!"
"Until there is evidence and the matter is not concluded, watch your mouth, Draco. If I hear these rumors and nonsense coming out of your mouth again, I don't mind giving you something to drink to ensure that you will never be able to make a sound again. Do you understand?"
Snape bent down suddenly, and with such overwhelming momentum, he scared Master Malfoy so much that he almost wet his pants.
The latter could not believe in his dreams that Snape, who had always targeted Harry and Gryffindor House, would suddenly turn his guns against "his own people".
Not only Malfoy couldn't understand it, but the other students present also found it difficult to understand.
But due to Snape's powerful aura and his usual domineering style, no one dared to raise any objections. They all shut their mouths and dared not make any sound.
As for Master Malfoy, he could only retreat dejectedly and hide in the crowd, wondering what he had done wrong to deserve such a scolding.
But just because he didn't know, didn't mean Harry didn't know.
Especially when he saw the look in Snape's eyes that said "Dad supports you", he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over and quickly lowered his head not daring to look at him.
The atmosphere at the scene also became weird.
"So touching! Father's love is as strong as a mountain..."
Zuo Si tried hard to suppress his laughter and muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
You know, it was Malfoy who used to take advantage of Snape's favoritism to make trouble for Harry, but now the situation is obviously completely reversed.
After all, the relationship between Lucius and Snape could only be considered as hypocritical at best. They were Death Eaters who had worked together under Voldemort for a period of time, and both graduated from Slytherin College.
It can't be compared with the unforgettable love and separation between Lily and him.
If he had to choose between the two, Snape would not hesitate to exchange the lives of the Malfoy family for the lives of Lily and Harry.
"Albus! What exactly happened here?" Snape asked bluntly.
"Alas - the attacked child suffered a very powerful petrification magic attack. He has been completely turned into a stone. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to recover." Dumbledore sighed helplessly.
"Petrified?"
Snape's expression suddenly became serious when he heard this.
Because the petrification spell of this world is very different from the petrification magic of Faerun.
The former only makes people temporarily lose the ability to move, just like being hit by a spell of immobilization.
But the latter is true petrification, turning a person into a stone sculpture.
Therefore, in the general perception of wizards, spells that can completely petrify a person are usually terrible black magic, or some extremely dangerous magical animals.
An attack like this happening at the school means that Hogwarts is no longer a safe place.
Dumbledore nodded solemnly, "Yes, petrification. We must gather all the students and conduct a major search of the entire castle. In addition, we must notify the Ministry of Magic and the victim's parents."
"Can the power of the Philosopher's Stone restore this child?"
Professor McGonagall obviously noticed Zuo Si and immediately placed her hopes on him.
"No need to bother. I happen to know a spell that can remove petrification."
As he spoke, Zuo Si squeezed out from behind the crowd, waved his wand and cast a Faerun six-ring arcane magic that he had just transformed into a spell not long ago - [Remove Petrification].
When the tip of the magic wand touched the petrified student, the latter's hard body quickly became very soft, and within the next minute, the skin and muscles returned to full elasticity.
After his entire body had completely recovered, he fell to the ground with a thud, gasping for breath as if he had collapsed.
"What kind of spell is this?" Dumbledore looked up with surprise and curiosity in his eyes.
As the ceiling of the magic world's combat power, he learned almost all the spells when he was young, but he had never heard of any spell that could restore a person who was completely petrified to his original state.
Even the potion made with mandrake could only barely cure those who were half-petrified.
As for the total petrification...
I'm sorry, but there is really no good solution in the magic world so far.
"Removing the petrification curse. I just invented it before school started. How is it? Is it effective?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.
"Very good indeed. It seems that your talent in spells is no worse than that in alchemy. Moreover... you also saved a classmate's precious life. As the headmaster, I have decided to give Slytherin an extra 100 points."
A hint of a smile appeared on Dumbledore's originally serious face.
Because this spell is completely non-aggressive and was created simply to save people.
So he subconsciously felt that there must be a lot of kindness in Zuo Si's heart.
Little did people know that the reason why Zuo Si took the trouble to transform the petrification removal into a spell was actually just to deal with the snake monster in the secret room this semester.
With this spell, no matter how many students are petrified, they can be rescued without any effort.
Once the Eye of Petrification is destroyed, the basilisk is at best just a giant poisonous snake, which is not enough to be used as evidence.
"Professor, instead of giving me extra points here, you might as well ask this student what happened. You know, removing the petrification will put a certain burden on the body. He must be very tired now and may fall asleep or fall into a coma at any time." Zuo Si reminded calmly.
Dumbledore obviously noticed the weakness of the victim, and hurriedly lowered his head and asked: "Justin! Tell me, what happened to you just now? Who attacked you?"
“It was… it was a pair of eyes! Horrible giant pale yellow eyes! I just stared into their eyes for a moment, and then I knew nothing.”
The boy called Justin gave the answer in a weak voice while shaking violently.
As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.
"A pair of giant yellow eyes?"
"Could it be the effect of some kind of spell?"
"I don't think so. It could also be a scary magical creature."
"Damn it! Why is there something like this in school?"
The professors immediately began to discuss various possibilities in a low voice.
Because the attack left no clues and there was no second eyewitness other than the victim, all we can do is make blind guesses.
Only Zuo Si knew very well that Voldemort's Horcrux had awakened and launched its first attack, so he immediately turned his gaze to Lockhart, whose face was pale and his eyes were evasive.
But he didn't quite understand why the other party didn't write headlines such as "The Chamber of Secrets has been opened" or "The heir of Slytherin will massacre all the Muggle students in the school" on the wall to create panic.
"Thor, have you thought of anything?" Snape asked in an uncertain tone.
"No, I haven't. I just find it very strange why the other party would attack a worthless student, and use the method of petrification." Zuo Si responded with a puzzled look.
"Anyway, gather all the students together first. The two professors will stay where they are, and the rest will search every corner of the castle separately."
Headmaster Dumbledore made quick arrangements after a brief thought.
After all, if an attack occurred in a school, conducting a large search would undoubtedly be the safest option.
Soon, under his leadership, the professors worked in groups of two and began searching room by room along the corridor.
Zuo Si deliberately applied to be in the same group with Lockhart, which frightened the liar so much that he almost fainted on the spot.
After completely distancing himself from the other professors and entering the dark cellar and warehouse, he waved his wand and directly closed the door to the upper floor, saying meaningfully: "How long do you plan to hide?"
"What...what do you mean?" Lockhart asked in a trembling voice.
"It means exactly what it says. Although you are disguised very well, you are not Lockhart after all. Because the real Lockhart will not miss any opportunity to brag even when he is extremely scared. And Lockhart is used to using his right hand, but you have been holding the wand with your left hand since the beginning."
Zuo Si directly exposed the other party's disguise.
To be honest, he never expected that the young Voldemort would be so bold as to appear under Dumbledore's nose.
"Oh? You really are a truly intelligent and talented wizard just as the rumors say."
A strange smile appeared on Lockhart's face, and then he suddenly raised his wand and shot out a red light.
"Expelliarmus!"
moment!
The red light hit Zuo Si's right hand directly, and knocked the magic wand several meters away and fell to the ground.
"Hahaha! You are too careless, my dear friend. If I were you, when I found that someone around him was not right, I should take the initiative instead of exposing the other person's identity first." Voldemort grinned with a smug smile.
There is no doubt that being able to defeat and subdue a genius like Zuo Si in an instant brought him great satisfaction and a sense of psychological superiority.
After all, in the traditional concept of wizards, losing the wand means losing the weapon and the threat, which is basically a complete loss.
But Zuo Si, who had thrown away his magic wand, was not nervous at all. Instead, he asked with a half-smile, "That's it?"
"What? You still want to fight without your wand?" Voldemort said with mockery and ridicule in his tone.
"Let me teach you a lesson today. A wand is just a tool, and the true power of a spellcaster always comes from himself."
After saying that, Zuo Si raised a finger and slowly read out a few words.
"Crucio!"
The next second...
An unbearable pain instantly made the young Voldemort’s face change drastically, and he fell to the ground with a thud, twitching violently and uncontrollably, accompanied by heart-wrenching screams.
Fortunately, the severe pain did not last long. He quickly got rid of the influence of the Cruciatus Curse through some black magic and was breathing heavily.
“Hoo—hoo—hoo—”
"Wandless casting?"
Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right! No staff, no sound, instantaneous, I can do all of this easily.
So you think you won by knocking my wand off? Naive!
The real fun has just begun.
Use all your strength to please me! If your performance is not satisfactory to me, then I will destroy your true self, that tattered diary. "
"You...you know who I am?"
The young Voldemort's expression suddenly changed.
"Of course! Tom Riddle, or Voldemort. In fact, this is not the first time we have met. I also met another you last semester. I have to say that he has much more combat experience than you. At least he gave me a good experience, so I chose to let him go."
As Zuo Si spoke, he casually released various protective spells.
After a while, his body was wrapped in three layers of protection inside and three layers of protection outside.
Some of them protect against energy attacks, some protect against force field attacks and physical attacks.
In short, there were so many types that even the young Dark Lord was stunned.
At this moment, he realized that the other person was the one fishing, and he was just the fish that was caught.
Thinking of this, Voldemort immediately became cautious and whispered tentatively: "What exactly do you want to do?"
"Didn't I just say that? Use your strength to the fullest to please me! If your performance satisfies me, I will let you go and promise not to tell anyone. But if you can't satisfy me, then you will die here today. From what I know, Fiendfyre seems to be able to destroy Horcruxes."
After saying this, Zuo Si raised his hand and summoned a ball of blazing fire, which then took the shape of a giant dragon and pounced on the opponent.
"Arrogant! Let me show you how powerful I am!"
The young Dark Lord was obviously enraged, and immediately sprayed a large amount of water from the front of his wand, forming a huge wave, which smashed directly towards the position where Fiendfyre and his opponent were.
Boom!
After a loud bang, the fire was extinguished.
But Zuo Si stood there without moving at all, only a few drops of water splashed on his face.
The huge waves just now were basically blocked by the protective force field.
He wiped it gently with his fingers, then smiled and said jokingly: "Is it water?
No! These are the tears of a weak person! Look at your current state. You tried your best but you couldn't even hurt me. It's so disappointing.
So the so-called Dark Lord is this level? If I were you, I would rather choose a heroic death than live like a cockroach or a rat. "
"Are you deliberately irritating me?"
The young Voldemort was obviously not as irritable and angry as he was later. Instead, he was extremely sensitive and vigilant.
"Haha, did you notice? That's commendable. But the problem is that your identity as a weak person has not changed. Let's spend a little time to have some fun."
As he spoke, Zuo Si was like a mobile turret, instantly releasing a large number of overwhelming spells.
Since he did not recite any spells or wave his wand, Voldemort could only roughly determine what kind of magic it was by the fluctuations of magic power. Not only was it very difficult to deal with, but he would often miss one or two of them.
In the blink of an eye, Lockhart's gorgeous and expensive robe was torn to pieces.
The famous Dark Lord could only resist and dodge as best he could with his upper body naked and half of his buttocks exposed. He danced like a clown to Swan Lake under Zuo Si's control, looking extremely embarrassed.
Zuo Si even took out a music box and placed it on the shelf next to him as accommodation.
When the song ended, he stopped attacking and sneered sarcastically, "You danced well. I didn't realize you have talent in dance and art. Maybe... you are more suitable for performing in the London Ballet Company than being the Dark Lord. After all, the weak are not worthy of the title of Dark Lord, which will only make people laugh."
"What the hell do you want to do?!!!!"
Voldemort was obviously extremely angry. His entire neck and face were red, and his eyes were bloodshot.
You know, he has never been humiliated so much since he was born.
"Nothing, just killing time. Also, I'm very satisfied with your performance just now, so you can go."
Zuo Si opened the door leading to the upper floor behind him and gestured for invitation.
This action instantly frightened the furious Voldemort. He stood there for a long time, unable to figure out the other party's purpose.
But after hesitating for a long time, he still controlled Lockhart's body and ran out.
For no other reason!
I just wanted to find a safe place to hide the diary that serves as a Horcrux.
In this way, even if the controlled Lockhart died, he could find another person to resurrect him.
After Voldemort was completely gone, Zuo Si bent down to pick up his wand, stroking his chin and analyzing, "Horcruxes are much more complicated than I expected. Rather than being a relatively stable soul fragment, they are more like replicas of some kind of memory and personality. But the common point is that their emotions are very easy to get out of control."
"You lose control of your emotions easily?"
The diary couldn't help but ask.
Zuo Si smiled and replied, "Yes! As a student, Voldemort should have been the best at forbearance and disguise in his entire life.
But did you notice that when I started to stimulate him, this guy could still hold it back at first, but soon lost his mind.
Especially in the final stage, he couldn't help wanting to cast some black magic to die with me several times.
But I held back until the last moment.
So there is a price to pay for tearing your own soul apart to create a Horcrux!
And the cost is far greater than many people imagine.
Otherwise, with so many dark wizards in this world, Horcruxes should have been rampant long ago."
"I think we should capture him and do some more in-depth research, especially on his soul." The diary quickly gave its suggestion.
But Zuo Si refused and said, "Don't worry, now is not the time.
This research can only begin after the Horcrux has absorbed enough vitality and been completely revived.
Until then, let him continue to mess around in the castle.
After this incident, he should have an extremely strong desire for power.
I have to find a way to give him some sacrifice so that the students in the school won't suffer."
"How about Azkaban? There are many Death Eaters and death row prisoners there."
"Azkaban is too eye-catching. Let's go to the European continent in the name of academic exchange in a few days. I heard that there are more dark wizards imprisoned in the prison there..."
(End of this chapter)
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