Chapter 484 Anger

Capturing Clark alive was something Mike had already decided from the beginning. In his original plan, no matter who was behind Clark, sending Clark to assassinate him was a bad move, because in this magical world, as long as Mike could capture Clark alive, he would know everything in his mind, so the only thing Mike had to worry about was that Clark would commit suicide directly. Fortunately,

Clark was not a dead man trained by the other party. When facing death, he would still do stupid things because of fear.

Some people may think that Clark's behavior is unreasonable, but in fact, all of this is reasonable.

After all, when facing death, it is difficult for people who have not undergone professional training to resist the instinctive desire to survive in their bodies.

Clark is like this. He may simply want to continue to live, or he may think that Mike is too young and will not be too decisive in doing things, and will give him a way out.

It's a pity that Mike is not a normal young man. He never intended to let Clark go.

As a result, Clark became the demented look he is now.

It has to be said that the Veritaserum and Legilimency are really a very effective combination. The former can prevent the drinker from telling lies and make his mind extremely confused, which makes it easier for the latter to invade the drinker's brain and flip through the drinker's memory as easily as flipping through a magazine.

If there is any flaw in this combination, it is that the drinker will definitely become an idiot and there is no possibility of cure.

However, this is obviously not within Mike's consideration. Mike just wants to know what is in the other party's traceless stretch bag to appear such a mask.

But unfortunately, Mike never got any results.

This is not because the Veritaserum and Legilimency spell failed, but someone had already prepared in Clark's brain.

Clark's memory is missing. Not only does it not have the memory of who asked him to assassinate Mike, but even his memory from 6th grade to 7th grade is completely chaotic. Someone cut this memory at will, turning this memory that should have been complete into a mess.

This situation was something Mike had never seen before. He even suspected that Clark must have undergone special training. Otherwise, if a normal person's memory was processed in this way, that person would have gone crazy long ago.

Thinking of this, Mike stretched out his hand and rubbed the eagle mask hard.

George and Fred, who were in the same room with Mike, finally noticed that something was wrong with Mike. They looked at each other, then shut up and sat aside quietly.

Mike was in a very bad mood. They didn't want to offend each other at this time.

But Clark, who was already in a state of confusion, didn't want to do this. At this time, he seemed to have a strong interest in his saliva dripping continuously, and began to blow bubbles with his saliva.

"Pop, pop, pop..."

This strange sound echoed in the silent room, and George and Fred both showed a gloating smile.

This sound made even calm people feel a little irritated, let alone Mike who was angry.

As expected, Mike stopped moving his hands. He looked at Clark who was playing with his saliva expressionlessly and stood up slowly.

Mike's action attracted Clark's attention. The expression on his face suddenly became terrified. He muttered meaningless sounds and seemed to be very afraid of Mike.

This was not surprising. What Mike had done to Clark in the past few hours made the other party remember him deeply. Even if he became stupid, he could not forget him.

But Mike was unmoved. He was ready to make one last attempt. Clark's current state no longer needed the truth serum.

So he took out his wand and pointed it at Clark.

"Legitimate Psychokinesis."

"Bang!"

After a slight sound, the scene in front of Mike changed drastically. Countless white lights flashed in front of his eyes, and there were also some inexplicable pictures in between.

These pictures were without exception, all of which were Clark's memories of his life in Hogwarts.

It can be seen that Clark should be very lively in Hogwarts.

Because now his brain has almost collapsed after being tortured by truth serum and Legilimency for a long time, most of his memories have become blank. The flashing white lights that Mike saw at the beginning were those memories that had disappeared. The memories that remained in Clark's mind were almost all his most precious memories.

Clark's brain could collapse at any time, so Mike did not waste time and began to quickly flip through Clark's remaining memories.

As he flipped through them, those precious memories slowly turned into blanks.

This was a very cruel thing, but Mike did it without any hesitation, and he didn't even frown.

After all, you wanted to kill me first, so it makes sense for me to kill you no matter how I kill you, right?

What's more, dying from brain collapse is not painful at all, because Clark was actually dead when his brain was first invaded.

With this in mind, Mike continued to flip through Clark's remaining memories.

However, when the smile of a beautiful black-haired woman slowly turned into meaningless white light, Mike stopped his actions.

He looked around, and it was all white. Clark's brain had collapsed, and all the memories inside had been destroyed. As for Mike, he didn't find any meaningful information in the end. Those who hid behind Clark handled it very cleanly.

With a sigh, Mike was ready to withdraw from Clark's brain.

But at this moment, the picture in front of Mike changed. The endless white light gradually faded and finally turned into darkness.

In the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes were staring at Mike, and the eyes were full of malice.

Mike's eyes were stern. He had not yet withdrawn from Clark's brain. In other words, this memory should be the deepest memory buried in Clark's brain. Mike guessed that this should be the work of those behind the scenes. The people did not do a good job, resulting in the memory fragments remaining.

However, this memory fragment has also been severely damaged, so except for the pair of eyes that Clark was most impressed with, the person in the distance and everything around him turned into darkness.

Just as Mike was guessing, a mask was thrown in front of Mike from the darkness.

It was a black eagle-head mask, exactly the same as the one found in Clark's bag!

Then, a vague voice that could not be distinguished between a man and a woman came out of the darkness.

"Hello, Mike."

Mike raised his alertness by 200%. What happened now was far beyond his expectations, which made him instinctively want to hear what the other party would say.

However, the other party did continue to speak after greeting, but the words he said were as unclear as if the signal was bad.

Until the end, the blood-red eyes narrowed, looked at Mike with a mocking look and said:

"We will meet again, hehehe."

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came from Mike's brain, and the surrounding darkness was shattered. Mike himself was also pulled back by a huge force...

When Mike opened his eyes again, he saw Clark's dull face. Clark's brain was now completely collapsed, and he couldn't even play with his saliva.

Mike punched the wall on the side of Clark's face, and suddenly a loud bang resounded throughout the room.

George and Fred were startled. They jumped up from their chairs and wanted to check if Mike was injured. But they stopped after taking two steps. Their faces became a little stunned.

Because, Mike's face was extremely ferocious, especially his blue eyes, which were flashing with uncontrollable anger!

"You...what's wrong with you?"

George asked with a stammer. He had never seen Mike so angry before. As Mike's friend, although he was a little scared of Mike now, he still asked.

Mike did not answer George immediately. He stared at Clark's dull face. After a while, he waved his hand and threw a ball of fire, burning him to ashes.

In the light of the fire, Mike's expression became more and more ferocious. At the last moment in Clark's brain, he finally understood everything.

The so-called memory fragments were not a work error at all, but were left behind deliberately.

They were left to provoke him.

Looking at the blooming fire, a smile appeared on his ferocious face.

"Wait, just wait, I will find you. By then..."

...

At night, the hall of Hogwarts was brightly lit, and a unique banquet was being held here.

Although it was already past curfew, the hall was crowded with people. A large number of students gathered here, laughing wantonly, enjoying the food made by the house elves who worked overtime. Some boys even drank juice instead of wine, laughing and drinking it up from time to time, which was very generous.

No wonder they were so happy, because this banquet was originally a celebration banquet for the Los Santos Security Company, and most of the people attending the banquet were interns recruited by the Los Santos company.

Although they didn't help in the previous arrest of the assassin, the assassin had been captured anyway, and now it was time for them to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Harry, Ron and Hermione, as Mike's friends, naturally received an invitation. At this moment, the three of them were sitting in their usual seats in the hall.

Harry and Ron were feasting, and even their hands and faces were covered with food. This was normal. The house elves had once again punished their dinner. They were hungry now.

But Hermione next to them was a little bit wrong. Her brows were furrowed and her expression was tangled. She looked very anxious.

It was obviously uncomfortable to have such a person sitting next to you during dinner. Harry wiped his mouth and said to Hermione helplessly:

"Hermione, what's wrong with you?"

"Yeah, eat something quickly, otherwise you will be hungry again at night."

Ron also agreed, but because his mouth was full of roast chicken and potatoes, his voice was a little unclear.

Hermione rolled her eyes at them. She saw that the two of them were a little angry now, but she finally said:

"I'm waiting for Mike. I need to persuade him again to prevent him from doing something wrong."

Ron and Harry looked at each other, and both of them were full of confusion.

"What wrong would Mike do?"

"Didn't he catch the assassin?" Hermione asked hastily, "Then how do you think he will deal with the assassin?"

Ron swallowed all the food in his mouth with great effort, and then answered casually:

"Is there any need to think about it? He will definitely torture him first, and then... uh... kill him?"

"Right! I think so too!" Hermione stood up excitedly, "But this is lynching, which is wrong. He should hand the assassin over to the Ministry of Magic and let the law judge!"

After these words came out, Harry and Ron's expressions were a little dull.

And it was not just them, Hermione spoke very loudly, and other people around heard it, and now their eyes looking at Harry and others became unfriendly.

"But," Ron picked up another fried chicken leg and took a bite, "Azkaban has been abandoned, where can the Ministry of Magic lock up the assassin? Won't he be executed on the spot when the time comes?"

"That's different!"

"What's the difference? Isn't it all death? And since he dared to assassinate Mike, isn't it normal for Mike to kill him?"

Hermione opened her mouth and waited for Ron angrily. She felt that Ron's current worldview was really problematic!

Imagine if everyone in this society was like Mike, defying the law and resorting to lynching, then the authority of the law would be gone, and once the law lost its authority, then this society would be doomed!

Hermione stretched out her finger and pointed at Ron tremblingly. She was so angry that she was shaking all over.

Harry looked at Hermione and Ron helplessly. These two were always like this. They would fight for no reason, and he would always have to mediate before this happened.

Sighing, although he was very tired, Harry still stood up as usual to act as a peacemaker.

At the same time, Slughorn was shaking the goblet in his hand, taking a sip of the red wine from time to time.

He was the only adult who could drink at the banquet, and the only professor.

In fact, the reason why this banquet was held was entirely due to Slughorn.

It was he who convinced Dumbledore against all odds. Otherwise, would these students want to hold a banquet late at night?

Wishful thinking!

As the primary contributor to this banquet and the founder of the Slug Club, Slughorn undoubtedly attracted the attention of countless people.

At this moment, he was surrounded by people, who gathered around him and kept saying compliments.

But Slughorn showed a lack of interest. He knew very well that these people flattered him to get more from him, but he really had no interest in these mediocre people.

The reason why he helped to hold this banquet was entirely for Mike, but Mike, he, did not show up.

Thinking of this, he cast his eyes on the entrance of the auditorium again. He had done this action no less than twenty times in the past half hour.