“A mysterious person actually dances in a short skirt to the accompaniment of music! Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? It takes you into the unknown heart of the Dark Lord and his persistent pursuit of ballet art.”
"The rising star of the magic world - Soth bluntly said that the so-called Dark Lord is nothing but a coward who fears death and a waste who only bullies the weak and dares not face the strong!"
"Exclusive reveal: how Avada Kedavra, the first of the three unforgivable curses, was successfully defended!"
"Young Soth defeated the two Dark Lords and their most dangerous Death Eaters with overwhelming force. Does this mean that Albus Dumbledore's title as the greatest wizard of our time will soon be passed to another person? Is the wizarding world about to usher in a new era?"
"Invented magic scrolls and spell storage technology! Successfully created the world's second Philosopher's Stone that can bring the dead back to life! Registered more than a dozen new spells with the Ministry of Magic in just one year! Shows you how a true genius is made."
"Dolores Umbridge, a senior official of the British Ministry of Magic, publicly stated that all the credit for Cornelius Fudge's achievements as Minister of Magic should be attributed to South. He is just an idiot who can only sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor. He can't even handle the most basic things and should have stepped down long ago."
"The French Ministry of Magic is currently in urgent consultation with the British Ministry of Magic on how to deal with the captured Death Eaters. I hope that they will all receive a Dementor's Kiss in the end."
"Although the You-Know-Who has been defeated, the crisis has not been resolved. The evil black magic creation, the Horcrux, has given him the ability to revive and regenerate infinitely. The Ministry of Magic will completely disclose the secrets of the Horcruxes and the corresponding prevention methods this month."
…
As what happened in France was exposed, overwhelming coverage instantly swept the entire wizarding world.
Although Voldemort's pattern was not very good, his attainments in dark magic and the scale of killing, destruction, and death were much higher than any previous dark wizard, so he was given the title of Dark Lord.
For a long time, wizards had a deep fear of him.
Especially in the ravaged British wizarding community, most people suffer from stress response syndrome.
Even Dumbledore's Pensieve contained a large amount of memories and details about this guy.
But now, someone actually stood up and pressed the terrifying and desperate Voldemort to the ground in an attitude that was close to humiliation and crushing, breaking the myth that the Killing Curse was undefendable, forcing him to wear a white silk skirt to dance ballet, and publicly revealing his true face under his vicious disguise, which naturally caused an unimaginable sensation.
Especially under the instruction of Zuo Si, Rita Skeeter, who is best at fabricating fake news and fanning the flames, went all out and directly portrayed the former Dark Lord as a pathetic clown.
Even the secret that his mother used a love potion to make a Muggle fall in love with her, and then ruthlessly abandoned her after stopping the potion was dug up and repeatedly whipped.
This made Voldemort, who advocated pure blood theory, a complete joke.
Because he was one of the "bastards" who should be thoroughly cleansed in his mouth.
This is as interesting as Hitler during World War II suddenly discovering that he had Jewish ancestry.
The Daily Prophet even used a large amount of space to smear and ridicule it for several consecutive days.
Although at the beginning, many people still had strong doubts about this.
But when those moving photos were released, the British wizarding world, which was originally in a state of panic and turmoil, instantly exploded.
Some of the photos even had to be released in high-definition, full-color, special collector's editions at the strong request of many readers, so as to avoid being bombarded by hundreds of owl messengers every day.
Many courageous guys even enlarged the photos of the white silk skirt dozens or hundreds of times and hung them directly at the door of the store to attract the attention of passers-by.
For a moment, 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 worked so hard to create completely collapsed in the midst of a public opinion environment that was full of supporters.
After all, being pinned to the ground, rubbed, beaten, and humiliated repeatedly by a second-year student at Hogwarts was extremely embarrassing no matter how you looked at it.
If even such a "loser" is afraid, then wouldn't it be a disgrace to the British wizarding world?
Moreover, it is not groundless to say that he fears death and is a loser who dares not face the strong and can only bully the weak.
Throughout his life, he never really dared to stand in front of Dumbledore and challenge the greatest wizard of the time.
Instead, they try every possible means to hide and avoid direct conflict, and then use various means to plot conspiracies and carry out assassinations.
However, he was fooled by the trap set by the headmaster using his own death, and he failed to gain the recognition of the Elder Wand from beginning to end.
This is why, although Dumbledore respected Voldemort, he always had an undisguised attitude of contempt and disdain for him.
As for Horcruxes, although it sounds powerful that they can make wizards immortal, what really scares people is the sense of mystery brought about by their concealment.
Once fully exposed to sunlight, it is nothing more than a soul fragment that can wake up and revive.
As long as one is careful and makes sure that one's mind is not taken advantage of, any wizard can deal with it easily.
By turning Voldemort into a laughing stock and exposing all the secrets he tried to hide, Zuo Si successfully dispelled the dark clouds hanging over the British Isles and reduced people's fear of the Dark Lord to an all-time low.
At this moment, in the headmaster's office of Hogwarts, Dumbledore was sitting in his seat, looking at the newspapers and magazines with interest, with a very strange expression on his old face.
After a full minute, he couldn't help but smile and asked, "How did you come up with the idea of letting Tom wear a white silk tutu to dance ballet? I have to admit that I have seen a lot of incredible things in my life, but nothing has ever shocked and surprised me like this photo."
"Well... maybe it's because I personally prefer watching ballet performances. And don't you think this is the best way to eliminate people's fear of him?"
Zuo Si, who had just returned from France, shrugged his shoulders with undisguised mockery in his tone.
Of course, he would never tell the old man that his favorite ballet was limited to female performers who could show off their graceful figures.
After all, few men with normal sexual orientation would refuse to appreciate a group of beautiful women dancing on the stage in short skirts and white stockings.
Dumbledore nodded approvingly. "It is indeed effective. When people associate him with something ridiculous, it is naturally difficult for them to feel fear. But what really makes me happy is that despite the many ideological conflicts between us, you still made the right choice."
“No, Professor, I actually made the choice in my freshman year, but you just didn’t notice it.
In addition, Voldemort and the ideas he proposed are just like the stupid and paranoid fantasies that pop up in the minds of rebellious teenagers.
To be honest, I have absolutely no idea how a man in his forties can be so childish and still have a large number of fanatical admirers.
Maybe it's just like what the saying goes, the tragedy of human beings lies in their ignorance and stupidity, and they only believe what they want to believe.
If you think I would stoop to the level of this guy, or choose to join forces with him, it is the greatest insult to me. "
Zuo Si expressed his position directly and in a very clear manner.
"I apologize for my impoliteness."
Dumbledore stood up and bowed solemnly.
Because from reports in various media, he understood that he could no longer treat the young man in front of him the same way he treated his students.
Instead, he must be regarded as a top wizard who is equal to himself.
In particular, his proficiency in "wandless casting", "silent casting", a large number of original spells and the ability to completely ignore attacks from the Killing Curse have made him one of the few people standing at the top of the pyramid in the wizarding world.
Even if Voldemort was truly fully resurrected, he probably wouldn't be able to gain any advantage.
What made Dumbledore even more gratified was that he had successors. Even if he died today, he didn't have to worry too much about the British wizarding world falling into the control of a group of psychopaths and lunatics in the future.
Zuo Si quickly dodged and shook his head with a smile: "Forget it, I can't bear your apology. And I have some new discoveries about Horcruxes 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 revealed strong curiosity.
“嗯,的确发现了一些比较有趣的地方。比如说为什么魂器的制造一定要进行杀戮,又为什么当灵魂被撕裂之后性格会变得越来越暴躁易怒。”左思意味深长的回答道。
瞬间!
邓布利多陷入了沉默,紧跟着颇为无奈的叹了口气:“唉——看来你已经掌握了魂器的全部秘密。这是汤姆告诉你的吗,还是你自己通过研究得到的结果?”
“是通过研究这个得到的。不得不说,伏地魔在关于灵魂领域的研究的的确无人能及。只可惜,他对于死亡太过恐惧,以至于从一开始就搞错了方向。”
说罢,左思从口袋里掏出了那个日记本随手扔在校长办公室的桌子上。
看着这个散发着邪恶气息的魂器,邓布利多的脸色瞬间变得无比严肃,迅速举起魔杖对其施展了好几个侦测性的咒语,然后才小心翼翼拿起来反复检查,抬起头用不是很确定的语气问:“这东西是哪来的?”
左思摸着下巴装出一副疑惑的样子回答道:“不清楚,我是从占据洛哈特身体的年轻伏地魔身上搜到的。
很显然,伏地魔在学生时代就已经成功制造了第一个魂器。
所谓的魂器,其实并不像很多人想象中那样,是从身上撕裂下一小块灵魂碎片,而是以强烈的情感作为共鸣进行等分。
也就是说,如果一名黑巫师只制作一个魂器,就相当于把自己的灵魂分成了均等的两份,一份留在身体里,一份作为魂器保存起来。
如果再制造第二个魂器,就需要在原本二分之一的灵魂上再次进行分割,从二分之一变成四分之一。
每进行一次切割和分裂,都需要比上一次更加强烈的情感作为引子。
在人类所拥有的众多情感中,可以不断积累迭加的唯有强烈的杀意。
所以制作魂器最简单直接的方法就是杀戮。
最重要的是,灵魂被撕裂的次数越多就会变得越虚弱,其人格就会越容易被撕裂瞬间所积累强化的杀意影响。
以伏地魔目前的反应来看,他至少制作了六到七个魂器,才会变得如此癫狂且毫无理性。
所以年轻时代的伏地魔看起来受到的影响最小,也最为理智的一个。
这也就意味着,其实只制造一个魂器,对于心智的影响并没有那么大。”
“仅凭一件魂器就能反向推断出这么多,你在魔法领域的天赋还真是让人感到害怕呢。”邓布利多语气中透露出无比复杂的情绪。
自从有了伏地魔这个疯子之后,他就一直试图将魂器的制作方法彻底从魔法界抹除掉。
但是现在,显然已经不可能做到了。
左思知道老人在担心什么,立刻笑着保证道:“别担心,教授。我对于魂器这种有巨大缺陷的永生方法并不感兴趣,仅仅是单纯想要了解其中所蕴含的知识、技术和原理,看看能不能运用在其他地方。”
可邓布利多却苦笑着摇了摇头:“这才是我最担心的地方。你拥有无与伦比的强大天赋,以及远超包括我在内任何一名巫师的头脑,未来必然会创造出许多骇世惊俗的东西。我现在只希望在使用这些东西的时候,你能三思而后行,而不是将它们随意丢给那些没有能力的家伙去处理。”
“如果您指的是魔法石,其实伏地魔从来没有真正得到过它。”左思不以为意的摊了摊手。
“算了,我就知道你不会听我的。去忙吧,魔法部的人还在外面等着你呢。”邓布利多挥手主动结束了这次谈话。
就在左思准备转身离开的时候,他像是突然想起了什么,从办公桌里掏出了一瓶散发着宛如燃烧火焰般明亮的粘稠液体,直接用力抛了出去。
“接着!我想以你现在的魔力水平,应该是时候用到这个了。”
左思下意识伸手接住,顿时露出无比惊讶的表情:“这是……凤凰的血?”
邓布利多耐心的解释道:“没错。是福克斯在涅槃前和涅槃后的血液混合在一起,象征着死亡有新生,即便是对于普通巫师来说也价值非凡。
不过它真正的作用是让一个拥有邓布利多家族血脉的人,获得一次蜕变和重生的机会。
你需要在一年中的最后一天喝下,然后在长达一个小时的时间内抵挡住那种炙热的灼烧感,直到新年第一天的到来。
届时你会感受到一个不一样的世界和自己。”
“非常感谢。”
左思迅速将这瓶凤凰之血塞进了专门用来装重要物品的挎包。
要知道他就想要弄点凤凰之血了,只不过一直没有找到机会而已。
“不用客气。不管你是否愿意使用邓布利多这个姓氏,都无法掩盖身上流淌着的血脉。我只不过是在尽一个长辈的责任和义务。”
邓布利多显然并不知道自己送出的凤凰之血意味着什么,更不清楚费伦大陆的魔法克隆技术、生物杂交技术有多么强大且惊人。
别说是一瓶蕴含着活力和生命力的血液,就是一根毛都能给你整出一堆克隆体和杂交变异生物。
刚一走出校长办公室,左思立刻就被等候在门外走廊的乌姆里奇立刻带着一群魔法部官员围了上来,用急不可耐的语气问:“索斯阁下,那颗魔法石已经被您夺回来了,对吗?”
“当然。不过说实话,我对于魔法部在这次危机中的表现和应对措施非常不满。你们根本没有表现出能够保护魔法石安全的能力。”左思故意装出一副嫌弃的样子吐槽道。
“那并不是魔法部的问题,而是因为福吉的愚蠢和无能!”一名五十岁上下的官员马上暴跳如雷的咒骂道。
旁边另外一位年纪不小的女巫也跟着附和:“没错!都是福吉的错!他原本可以通过增加预算来雇佣更多的傲罗,确保整个英国魔法界的安全。可结果呢?光顾着自己贪图享乐,根本没有把钱用在刀刃上。”
“呸!就这种货色还有脸自称英国历史上最伟大的魔法部长?甚至还想给自己弄一个梅林爵士团勋章?简直厚颜无耻到了极点!”
“可笑的是,他还硬撑着不想让位。”
“不用着急!再过两天等议会的批文下来,他不想走也得滚蛋。”
……
伴随着一阵七嘴八舌的指责,现任魔法部长福吉仿佛一下子从人人称赞的“好领导”,瞬间变成整个英国魔法界的罪人。
没办法! 阿兹卡班被劫狱,魔法部遭到入侵,这两件影响极度恶劣的事情总得找那么一个人来背锅。
不然岂不是显得整个魔法部从上到下全是废物和草包? 在这种思想的指导下,以及乌姆里奇私下里的运作,许多人迅速达成一致将福吉推出来做这个替罪羊。
到时候不管什么锅直接往他脑袋上一扣,其他人自然就能躲过这场政治风波,继续待在自己的职位上作威作福。
可以说在官僚习气上,英国魔法部深得大英官僚体系的真传,将不作为和推卸责任练到了炉火纯青的地步。
要知道就是这些人,在一个星期前还整天对福吉大肆吹捧。
可现在一出事,变脸简直比翻书还快。
当然,他们今天出现在这里还有另外一个目的,那就是将魔法石要回去。
不然的话,魔法部最大的一块收入就会立刻断掉。
而收入断掉就意味着,之前涨了的薪水和津贴根本没办法维持,不管是自己还是下边的底层工作人员都会怨声载道。
毕竟福利这种东西,从来都是只能涨不能降。
看着这一张张近乎谄媚、讨好的面孔,左思嘴角微微上扬,直接从口袋里把魔法石取了出来,面无表情的说道:“把它交给你们也不是不行。但谁能保证日后不会在发生类似的情况呢?”
瞬间!
在场所有人的眼神里都透露出无比强烈的贪婪与渴望。
“索斯阁下,我想跟您单独谈谈。”
乌姆里奇显然意识到这是一个机会,立马主动站了出来。
她的这种行为,立刻引来了另外几个想要竞争魔法部长位置的人怒目而视。
就在其中一个人想要开口说话的时候,左思突然点头同意道:“可以。就让我们到那边去吧。”
在十几双眼睛的注视下,两人很快来到城堡上层的一处窗台附近,居高临夏欣赏着窗外的景色。
大概五六秒钟左右,乌姆里奇才忍不住小声试探道:“我们之间的协议还有效,对吗?”
“当然!我这个人最大的优点就是遵守契约。”左思毫不犹豫给出肯定答复。
"Haha, haven't you noticed yet?" Zuo Si glanced at the other person with a smile.
"Notice what?"
Umbridge blinked in confusion.
"How slow! Hasn't Lucius Malfoy been taking the lead in supporting you recently? Why do you think he is doing this?" Zuo Si asked meaningfully.
Umbridge's eyes lit up instantly, and she asked in an excited tone: "You mean... the Malfoy family supports me at your instruction?"
Zuo Si nodded slightly. "That's right. I have set the stage for you. Now it depends on your performance. As for the Philosopher's Stone, I can't just give it to you, because that would make everything look like it was arranged in advance. The most important thing about the political game is that it should appear fair and just, even if it's only on the surface."
"Then how do I get the Philosopher's Stone back?" Umbridge asked humbly.
"It's very simple! Make some achievements that everyone can see. For example, take this opportunity to gather some power, especially to firmly grasp the power to dispatch and control Aurors. Naturally, you can make others believe that you have the ability to protect the safety of the Philosopher's Stone. Then I will naturally send the Philosopher's Stone back."
Zuo Si gave some very straightforward operational suggestions.
"I see."
As a cunning politician who is only interested in profit, Umbridge has worked in the Ministry of Magic for many years and immediately realized the wisdom of doing so.
With the current Minister of Magic out of power, whoever controls the Aurors, who have law enforcement powers, will be equivalent to controlling the police and army of the British wizarding world.
By then, with one hand holding the military power and the other holding the financial and profit distribution rights brought by the Philosopher's Stone, he would naturally be able to make the Ministry of Magic obey him from top to bottom.
There was no one else who could compete with him for the position of Minister of Magic.
Thinking of this, Umbridge suddenly showed an excited and joyful smile on her face: "Thank you very much for your advice. I promise that when I take the position of Minister of Magic, I will meet all your requests without reservation, whether it is legal or illegal."
"I hope so."
Zuo Si smiled disapprovingly, put away the magic stone, turned around and disappeared around the corner of the stairs leading to the lower floor.
When he arrived near the third floor, Snape, who was waiting there, immediately came out from the dark corner and asked nervously, "What did Dumbledore talk to you about?"
"Nothing, some topics about Voldemort and Horcruxes." Zuo Si answered casually.
"Is that all? Didn't he mention Harry?" Snape frowned subconsciously.
It was obvious that he had now completely assimilated into the role of stepfather and had become the Savior's most loyal protector.
Especially for Dumbledore, who wanted to train Harry Potter to be the ultimate weapon against Voldemort, he began to take tight and strict precautions.
Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and said, "Please, professor, our principal is just a little bit deep-minded, a little bit more controlling, and always thinks he has to arrange everything properly. He is not a bad person in essence. To put it bluntly, the conflict between him and us is more like a difference in ideas and future paths, not an ever-lasting enemy."
"But Harry is Lily's son! Absolutely! Absolutely! No accidents can happen! I swore to keep Lily away from sadness and pain, and to keep her happy forever." Snape growled in a low voice.
"You seem to be a little off, what happened recently?"
Zuo Si looked at the man standing in front of him with a slightly curious look, his emotions clearly out of control.
Snape pondered for a moment, then quickly responded, "Harry was attacked by a cursed Bludger during a Quidditch match yesterday. He fell off his broom and nearly broke his neck. He is currently staying in the school infirmary. I think this may be related to Dumbledore's trial, or maybe some Death Eaters have sneaked into the school and want to kill him."
"Blurred ball? Is he still participating in this boring and dangerous sport?" Zuo Si showed a very surprised expression.
You should know that when the savior set off for Europe for the so-called "academic exchange", he rarely participated in team training.
He thought that the other party would eventually quit and focus all his attention and energy on studying.
"It's all that damn Draco Malfoy's fault! The little bastard was always provoking Harry and arousing his competitive spirit. I shouldn't have allowed him to join the team and become the Slytherin College Seeker." Snape rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"I think Draco has gotten his comeuppance now, hasn't he?"
Zuo Si obviously knew Snape's style of doing things very well.
If he hadn't retaliated afterwards, he wouldn't be the Severus Snape that people both loved and hated.
Snape sneered and replied, "I have ordered Draco to clean the toilets in the common room for a year, and he is not allowed to use any magic."
Hearing this, Zuo Si immediately observed a second of silence for the spoiled Master Malfoy.
Because as long as he continues to make trouble for Harry Potter, this punishment will accompany him throughout his school years and may even become a psychological shadow that hangs over his adolescence.
After all, Snape has never disappointed anyone when it comes to favoring "his own people".
"Maybe I can go talk to Harry and visit him at the same time." Zuo Si took the initiative to suggest.
"Thank you for your help. I now finally understand how difficult it is to be a good father. I hope the baby in Lily's belly will not be as difficult as Harry, otherwise I will go crazy. Finally, thank you for preventing that person from returning."
After saying this, Snape gave a grateful look and turned away in a hurry.
Without a doubt!
If there was anyone in the entire British wizarding community who feared Voldemort's return the most, it would be him.
Because once Voldemort returns, the first thing he will do is to kill Harry Potter to prove that it was not this boy-who-lived who defeated him.
Harry Potter's death would drive his mother completely crazy and lead her on a painful and desperate path of revenge.
All the beauty and happiness you have now will vanish in an instant.
Because I have lost something before, I am afraid of losing it again, and I know how to cherish it even more.
This is the truest reflection of Snape's inner thoughts at the moment.
Just as Zuo Si was about to turn around and head to Madam Pomfrey, he suddenly saw a girl with long brown hair sticking her head out from the corner. She immediately raised her eyebrows and pretended to be surprised and teased, "Ms. Granger, skipping classes is not something an honor student like you should do."
"History of Magic is all rote memorization. I already know it by heart. And... I missed you."
After saying that, Hermione trotted across the corridor and pounced on Zuo Si, hugged his neck tightly with both arms, and kissed him on tiptoe.
By the time the two separated, five minutes had passed.
Feeling her heart beating violently and her body trembling slightly due to excessive excitement, 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 that was blessed with the Traceless Extension Spell.
However, Hermione did not rush to open it. Instead, she put it on the ground and continued to enjoy this moment of tenderness without being disturbed.
After a long while, she slowly regained her composure and continued to ask with a slightly curious tone: "I heard that you went to Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? How does it compare to Hogwarts?"
Zuo Si answered in a half-joking tone, "Well, generally speaking, it's not bad. As one of the three major magic schools in Europe, its foundation is not much worse than Hogwarts. Moreover, due to Nicolas Flamel's long-term large donations, the area and facilities are much better than Hogwarts. Most importantly, those French girls are so enthusiastic. I receive a lot of flowers, gifts and love letters every day."
"What!"
The last sentence instantly made Hermione, who was as docile as a kitten in the previous second, explode in the next second.
This funny reaction immediately made Zuo Si burst into laughter. While laughing, he teased, "You know what? Your reaction just now was really funny and cute. Don't worry, even if they are put together, they can't compare to your status in my heart."
"Asshole! Did you do this on purpose?"
The girl finally came back to the future and pouts her cheeks, looking angry.
"Okay, don't be angry, I brought you a gift specially." Zuo Si whispered in his ear.
The feeling of the hot air on her earlobes quickly made Hermione forget her anger. Her face and neck instantly turned red, and her eyes quickly became blurred. She subconsciously asked, "What is...a gift?"
Soon, she felt a foreign object in the palm of her hand.
I looked down and saw that it was an exquisite little black box.
After opening it, an exquisite silver ring instantly came into view.
At the front end of the ring, there is a colorful gem as big as a fingernail.
Although she didn't know much about gemstones, the girl was able to realize their amazing value from their luster and size.
"This... This is a little too early, right? I... I'm not ready yet."
Hermione's face suddenly turned even redder, and she became a little speechless.
Zuo Si raised his hand and flicked the girl's forehead gently, reprimanding her unhappily: "What are you thinking about? This is a magic ring that can provide you with some extra abilities."
"ah?!"
Hermione instantly woke up from her dazed state, and was so ashamed that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into immediately.
Her reaction fully proves that love really does greatly affect a person's IQ and ideal thinking ability.
"Try it on." Zuo Si reminded softly.
At his urging, the girl carefully took out the ring and put it on the middle finger of her right hand.
Immediately afterwards, a magical energy formed an invisible force field around the body.
"What's it good for?" Hermione asked in an uncertain tone.
"It can make you immune to instant death magic like Avada Kedavra. You can also use fireball three times, lightning three times, invisibility twice, flight once, teleport once, and cure serious injuries once every day." Zuo Si gave the answer without hesitation.
Of course, there is another function he didn't mention, which is that the wearer's location and health status 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 entire finger.
Obviously, this ring was made entirely using the magic item manufacturing technology of the continent of Faerun.
The purpose is very simple, which is to get insurance.
"Fireball? Lightning? Flying? Cure serious injuries? Are these all new spells you invented? And... and you put them all in a small ring? And it can be used repeatedly?" Hermione opened her mouth in shock.
Because in the books she had seen, no magic item could do this.
"Remember I told you before that one day I would reveal to you the truth about this world and even the universe?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.
Hermione quickly responded, "Of course I remember. But you said it wasn't the right time."
"This ring is actually part of the truth. Finally, remember not to tell anyone. Because this is a secret between us."
After saying this, Zuo Si hugged and kissed Hermione on the cheek, then turned and left, leaving the girl standing there alone, her face full of shock.
I don’t know how much time had passed.
Maybe a few seconds...
Maybe a few minutes...
When Hermione came to her senses, she found that the corridor was full of students who had just finished class.
A senior Gryffindor girl patted her shoulder from behind and asked with a smile, "Hey! Granger! What are you daydreaming about?"
"Hehe! I know! Today is the day that South returns to school. Our Granger has been absent-minded since this morning and even skipped History of Magic class for the first time ever. I guess he is savoring the sweetness of it now." Another senior girl nearby teased.
"Sorry, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Hermione shuddered suddenly and fled from here at an extremely fast speed, without even responding to her roommate's greeting.
About five minutes later, she finally ran into an empty utility room, panting, and gently stroked the ring on her finger. She closed her eyes to feel the powerful magical power stored in it, and then activated the fireball spell that she performed three times a day.
The next second...
Boom!!! The blinding red flames instantly covered most of the room.
The mops, brooms, buckets, brushes, and some miscellaneous items that were originally piled up in the corner were all turned into ashes under the horrific heat wave.
Even metals such as steel and copper were not spared and turned into red, boiling liquid.
Such terrible power is even more shocking than the Thunderbolt Explosion Spell.
At least the thunderbolt explosions cast by most wizards can hardly cover such a large area, and are simply unable to turn metals with relatively high melting points such as steel into liquid.
Looking at the mess in front of her, Hermione took a deep breath and forced herself to stay calm. At the same time, she muttered to herself with shining eyes: "Secrets... the truth... the universe... this world... a lot of magic spells and techniques that I have never seen before... Damn it! Soth has already reminded me so obviously, I should have thought of it long ago."
There is no doubt that the clever Hermione has already realized Zuo Si's true identity, and this is also the result of the latter's deliberate act.
But she didn't intend to tell this secret to anyone, not even her biological parents.
Because in the girl's view, Zuo Si telling her this biggest secret was proof of his trust in her, and she would never let this trust down.
What's more, the relationship between the two is in a very close state.
But what Hermione didn't know was that through the ring on her hand, all her actions were seen by Zuo Si, who smiled and said to the diary he carried with him: "It seems that my training plan was successful."
"Yes! Now she can't see anyone else in her eyes except you. Maybe... your next step can be to consider taking her to Faerun to see what the real magical world is like." The diary suggested with interest.
"Take her to Faerun? Are you sure you are not talking nonsense? If Isadora knew about our current relationship, she might do something extreme." Zuo Si rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Hehe! What are you afraid of? If you want to build a large harem, you have to take some risks. Don't forget that Isadora will listen to you and will not resist at all. What's more, there are so many clones now, it's the best time to take advantage of opportunities. If you miss it, you must not regret it."
The diary started to give bad advice with a smirk on its face.
As a magical creation that carries a large amount of past memories and thoughts, its personality is equivalent to Zuo Si before he became a planeswalker, so it speaks with extreme recklessness.
"How do you know I want to build a large harem?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows and asked.
The diary responded seriously, "Because I am you! We share the same basic thoughts and ideas. Although you have always maintained self-restraint, desires always need a channel to vent, otherwise they will eventually develop into a spiritual weakness. If you encounter a creature like the Eldrazi Titan, even the smallest mental loophole will become extremely fatal."
"So your solution is to completely let go of yourself and become a promiscuous scumbag?"
There was disdain in Zuo Si's tone, and it was obvious that he did not agree with the advice given in the diary.
After all, this guy represents his past self, the ordinary person living in a materialistic world full of desires. There is no comparison with the present at all.
But the diary didn't think so. It sneered and asked back, "Why not? Don't tell me you want to be a lover like Snape and love only one person for your whole life. Oh, by the way, I suggest that if you want to go to Zendikar, you'd better leave early. Otherwise, when the Eldrazi are released, it will become more dangerous than you can imagine, even for a planeswalker..."
(End of this chapter)