Chapter 457

Chapter 457

In many ways, Wayne admits that Dumbledore is an extremely good person.

He has high emotional intelligence and high IQ, and his layout is precise and cautious, and he has fooled two generations of Dark Lords.

But this does not mean that he has no shortcomings.

Many times, Dumbledore is actually an indecisive person.

He has made the best plan, but he dares not to execute it because it will sacrifice many people.

Similarly, although he cherishes the students of Hogwarts, the teachers and students in the school are an important support for his survival.

But Dumbledore actually did not really understand what the students need.

He failed in education.

For example, in treating Harry, he had let him accept so many tests intentionally or unintentionally in the past few years.

But when Voldemort was resurrected and the war really began, he deliberately distanced himself from Harry because of the so-called protection reasons, not wanting Voldemort to know that he cared about Harry.

On the surface, he protected Harry, but because he didn't understand the rebellious psychology of this young boy, he eventually caused the tragedy of Sirius' death.

Why not talk openly.

Harry is not ignorant. As long as he is explained clearly, he will still understand the truth.

For example, now that Wayne has laid everything out, Harry didn't get angry and learned from him honestly.

But... this doesn't mean he is willing to learn from a cat.

"You said it's my teacher?" Harry pointed at the lazy cat panther with an unbelievable look.

"Meow~!"

The cat panther slapped Harry's hand away with a slap, and his eyes showed a very human disgust.

"A wise man is a teacher, but you don't even understand this principle?" Wayne said seriously, "Do you know what a panther is?"

Harry answered honestly, "I don't know."

Wayne was a little disappointed: "You just left Ilvermorny and you don't remember anything, the memory of a fish!"

When mentioning Ilvermorny, Harry thought carefully, and then suddenly realized: "I remember, there is a panther school in Ilvermorny, that's it."

"That's right, the panther's Legilimency ability is much stronger than most wizards, and Charles is the foreign aid I invited for you from senior Newt."

As he said, Wayne grabbed a handful of cat food and fed it to the panther.

Then, he took out another coin, thought about it, and finally changed it to Nat and gave it to Harry.

Harry took the coin without knowing why, and watched Wayne wrap a rubber band around him.

"Next, Charles will guess which hand you hold the coin in and use the Occlumency zone to resist its Legilimency. Any questions?"

"Yes." Harry raised his hand: "You haven't taught me the Occlumency spell yet."

Wayne rolled his eyes. He thought Harry had become smart and knew what Occlumency was, but he was still a fool.

I had no choice but to explain it to him.

"Occlumency is not a spell in the traditional sense, but it manipulates the mind to clear the thoughts and emotions in the head, so that people cannot use Legilimency to obtain effective memories and information."

"You have learned meditation, so you should know something about mental manipulation."

"Is that so? That's no problem."

Harry immediately became confident, because he has been practicing simplified meditation diligently.

"By the way, what is the rubber band for?" Harry lowered his head again.

Wayne showed a devilish smile: "If the cat leopard guesses right, I will flick you once, just once, very lightly."

As he said, Wayne pulled one end of the rubber band to the farthest point, and Harry stared at the five-meter distance between the two of them with his eyes wide open.

If he was flicked once

"Can, can I change the punishment?" Harry was about to cry.

"Stop talking nonsense, Charles, and start now."

"Meow~"

Charles responded lazily, still lying on the ground, just looking up at Harry's eyes.

Harry took a deep breath and put his hands behind his back.

First hide the coin, then follow Wayne's instructions, try to clear your mind, don't think about anything, and your eyes become wise and lifeless.

"Meow!"

The cat slapped the floor twice.

Snap!

Ah!

Harry screamed, his body trembled violently, and then began to twist violently, constantly rubbing his back, like a standing shrimp.

Pain! It hurts so much!

"Foul! You put Nat on his waist."

"Hiss, you can guess this?" Harry twisted his body and looked at the cat in surprise.

"Go on, don't waste time." Wayne pulled the rubber band and walked away again. This time, Harry would not let him go that far, at most three meters.

Wayne agreed.

"Ah!"

"Oh~!"

"fuc..."

For the next half hour, Harry's screams of various versions kept echoing in the room.

After guessing dozens of times, the cat-leopard didn't miss a single time.

"Wayne, I don't want to learn anymore." In the end, Harry had been bounced out of shape, curled up on the ground, and his body twitched wildly.

"No." Wayne shook his head: "You must learn."

Harry wanted to refuse stubbornly, but due to Wayne's majesty, he could only resist with silence.

Seeing him like this, Wayne could only use his ultimate weapon, "You know, Snape is actually a master of Legilimency."

Harry's face suddenly changed.

"Is it true?"

"Of course it's true." Wayne looked at him with his arms crossed: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Dumbledore. Snape's favorite thing is to use Legilimency to find out if the little wizard has made any mistakes."

Harry believed it completely and said viciously: "No wonder every time I'm behind my backHe can detect when someone scolds him, and he even deducts my points.

"Wayne, you don't need to say anything, I'll learn!"

Very good, the fighting spirit has been aroused.

This trick only works on idiots, but anyone with a little brain and common sense knows that it is illegal to use Legilimency without permission.

Snape is not so idle, he often uses Legilimency to listen to others scolding him.

Before leaving, Wayne asked Harry to go back and practice the state of emptying his mind more. If there is no progress on Saturday, this rubber band will become two from one.

"This Saturday is Hogsmeade Open Day, can you change the time?" Harry begged.

Wayne was stunned, he had forgotten about it.

"Then change it to Sunday. ” (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and jumped out.

He was completely afraid of Wayne, who was simply the god of punishment in ancient Greece.

It was horrible that he could come up with such a mean punishment.

Without Umbridge's harassment, the first open day of this semester came again. This week was a double blessing.

Early on Saturday morning, students came to Hogsmeade in groups to enjoy the rare freedom.

Among them, a large number of couples went straight to the newly opened couples' cafe. Before eleven o'clock, it was already full of people.

See Everyone had long been fed up with the cramped environment of Madam Puddifoot's Tea House, so they naturally changed the date location when they had a better choice.

Celia's shop was also crowded. Because it had just opened, the goods here were 20% cheaper than those sold by Wayne and the twins in school, attracting many people to come and buy.

Wayne took Nagini to the backyard of the cafe to drink morning tea and chat about some recent things.

Nagini found something wrong.

"Someone ordered forty sets of protective gear at once. It looks like a pure blood, but I haven't seen him. I don't know which family he is from. He is quite old and looks to be in his seventies or eighties."

"I suspect it's Voldemort's people, so I used the excuse that the store is out of stock and didn't agree for the time being."

"Well, you did the right thing." Wayne praised: "At this point in time, it really can't be sold casually. ”

Protective props are just gadgets in his eyes, but in the duel between ordinary wizards, they can already affect the outcome.[]

He doesn't want to learn from the Americans and become an arms dealer to the point of selling weapons to others to use against themselves.

"Wait a minute, let me calculate."

Wayne's eyes flashed with mysterious runes, and his fingers kept pinching, and soon he got the answer he wanted.

"Acrys..."

When he calculated this surname, he knew that it must be related to Voldemort.

"It is probably the old man of the Acrys family. The previous generation of their family was imprisoned in Azkaban. They were once Voldemort's right-hand men."

"Then I'll find a reason to refuse them." Nagini was relievedAngry, it seems that I was right.

"No need." Wayne showed a wicked smile: "Why not take the money that is delivered to your door."

"Are you really going to sell it to Voldemort?" Nagini was a little surprised, thinking that this was not Wayne's style.

Wayne never cared about how much money he had, why did he suddenly...

"Of course I have to sell it, isn't it enough to sell some sample goods?" Wayne laughed, "I'll go back and make some defective products, which look fine, but will break when the spell is cast on them."

"Aren't you afraid that they will come to you to return the goods?" Nagini looked strange.

"Don't worry, they dare not." Wayne waved his hand: "If they really come to me, it would be even better, just arrest them and make Voldemort angry to death."

"That's it, you delay for a few more days, and I'll deliver the goods in two days."

Since Wayne has made a decision, Nagini will not say anything more.

Just as he was about to change the subject and report the recent income of Celia's shop, his whole body lightened and he was picked up.

"Why are you talking about work in broad daylight? Come on, let me check how you learned the softening spell?"

Nagini blushed.

Nagini was shy.

She reached down and grabbed, "I don't know the softening spell, but the hardening spell can be cast without a wand."

Hiss...

Snake demon!

Don't be so presumptuous!

Nurmengarde.

With the wand, although Grindelwald still did not walk out of the cage that bound him, here, he seemed to have become the dark lord who once dominated Europe.

After studying for a while, Grindelwald finally had the confidence to make a Horcrux with the least loss.

In the dilapidated cell, three men and two women, five people stood in front of Grindelwald, with respectful expressions, but there was still fear in their eyes that could not be concealed.

"The time to decide your fate has come."

Grindelwald played with the locket, his tone was casual, and he never looked up at the five people from beginning to end: "In half an hour, as long as you can find the key and walk out of this tower alive, then congratulations, you can return to your original world and return to normal life."

The five people's eyes flashed with excitement.

However, Grindelwald's next sentence made them feel like they were falling into hell.

"But..."

With a snap, Grindelwald closed the locket, slowly clenched his fist, and stretched out a finger:

"There is only one key to open the door, and only the first person to walk out of the tower can enjoy the treatment of the winner. The other losers..."

"Sleep here forever."

"Sir!" The oldest man among the five knelt on the ground: "Please let me go, I can give you all my wealth."

"Lord Grindelwald, I am willing to be loyal to you!" The slightly younger man also knelt down: "With your power and my wealth, you can definitely become the king of the world!"

GrindelwaldDevo's eyes became more and more indifferent: "If it was decades ago, you would have died by now."

"What gave you the illusion that you are qualified to negotiate with me?"

With a wave of the magic wand, the five people were blasted out of the room like cannonballs, falling on the steps and groaning in pain.

Grindelwald walked out of the room slowly, looking down at them, with a sarcastic smile on his lips: "The time has begun, maybe you can discuss and see who can maximize the benefits by letting go."

"This is your racial talent, isn't it?"

The five people stood up and walked down the steps while enduring the pain.

Not long after, the quarrel was heard.

"I am the patriarch! Let me live!"

"Dad, you are old, what is the point of living? Let me leave here, I can carry on the family line!"

"Daniel, I am your mother!"

"Mom, please, help me one last time, okay?"

Grindelwald listened to all these disputes, and the arc of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

Humanity is exposed, and the soul is corrupted.

All positive emotions disappear without a trace.

With such a life as a sacrifice...the power of the Horcrux will also be maximized. .