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Chapter 232 Provoking a conflict between magicians and Hogwarts!
"nausea!"

Smaug's roar resounded through the space of consciousness.

"The cruelty and perversion of wizards in this world is simply an eye-opener for dragons!"

"Even those damned dwarves can't do such a thing!"

"Bah! Disgusting! It's so disgusting!"

Although Smaug is far from being just, or even evil, but as the last true dragon in Middle-earth, he actually longs for his own kindred, and he naturally feels uncomfortable with this kind of fratricide.

What's more, although it doesn't mind killing, it really has no interest in torture, and it doesn't feel that torturing other creatures can give it pleasure. As a giant dragon born with powerful power, the witch's unscrupulous behavior in pursuit of power It really made Smaug incomprehensible and dismissive.

"I probably know how to find her flaws and hypnotize her."

Smaug no longer looked at the curtain of light where the witch's diary was recorded.

Tang Sen released it from the space of consciousness, and it stood in front of the little girl again.

An invisible fluctuation of mental power enveloped the little girl again, this time, the little girl suddenly trembled all over, and then looked at Smaug with eyes of horror visible to the naked eye.

The next moment, the bodies of Smaug and the little girl fell into a stillness at the same time.

Tang Sen did not have the ability to participate in the mental confrontation. He randomly found a book on witch research materials from the box, and then found a flat stone to wait.

After an unknown amount of time, the little girl's body suddenly trembled slightly.

Then suddenly his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

At this time, Smaug's golden pupils regained their spirits. Smaug's expression was uncommonly absent. He glanced at the little girl again, and then turned his head to look at Tang Sen.

"I have never seen such a simple and weird mental body. In her view, death is the best destination, whether it is for herself or for others."

"So, have you succeeded?"

Smaug bent his neck, and said, "No. I can easily plant a psychological suggestion on her, but it may be very difficult to change her concept of death."

It slowly said: "Now she thinks that she is still under the control of the witch. Once she finds out that the witch is already dead, I can be sure that she will self-destruct without hesitation. I mean, self-destruct at any cost. "

"This tendency to self-destruct is all too ingrained."

Tang Sen nodded. After reading the witch's diary, he had already understood the little girl's situation.

"So, there is no way to make her temporarily forget the memory of the tower through psychological suggestion, and spend the preparation time I need safely?"

Smaug hesitated.

"Yes, but I'm afraid it will take more time to deepen the degree of hypnosis little by little. Of course, this may only make her forget the memory of the tower and resist suicide, but it cannot completely change her cognition. .”

It hesitated, "I mean, the perception of death."

Tang Sen glanced at the little girl who passed out on the ground.

"So, even with psychological hints, she will still treat other people the same way she treated me on the tower."

"She will not hesitate to kill me, because to her, it is helping me."

Smaug was silent for a moment: "Yes, master."

"This is an instinct composed of countless deceptions and desperation, just like wanting to eat when you are hungry. With my current ability, I cannot change the instinct of living beings."

Tang Sen stared at Smaug, looked at the other's expression, and saw something strange in it.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Smaug, I didn't expect you to have compassion."

Smaug jumped up immediately, and his golden pupils widened.

"I—no, of course not!"

"I am the great Smaug! Master of the Lonely Mountain! I have slaughtered countless times more creatures than that disgusting witch!"

It spread its wings and roared: "Humans are just like ants to me!"

He quickly explained: "It may be the first time for me to communicate with the mind and body of other creatures. I mean, I will inevitably be affected."

"Perhaps." Townsend and Smaug looked at each other, and said calmly, "It doesn't matter if you show mercy, I just want to remind you that her end is already doomed."

"Even if I give up Moran in her body, she will die in less than two years. This process is irreversible. I can't save her, and I have no reason to save her."

"She was born as a weapon, and I have no doubt that if I left her alone in the crowd, she would try her best to kill everyone she saw—out of pure goodwill."

On the outskirts of London, another secluded single-family villa.

A long table is placed in the center of the dark room, and a giant snake swims on the table.

The noseless Mister Dark Lord stared sullenly at the three Death Eaters standing behind the long table.

"Ineffective spell? Dragon transformation?"

He gently tapped the table with the wand in his hand: "Is this the information you brought back?"

"Do you want to hear what you're talking about?"

"Master!" Several Death Eaters shuddered: "But this is indeed what we saw with our own eyes. Those Aurors and those Aurors can't do anything against the magician. He is only one person, but he suppressed thousands of people present. A wizard, no one dares to resist."

Voldemort stood up slowly and walked in front of a Death Eater.

He lifted the opponent's chin with his wand, and met his cold eyes.

"I am the person who knows magic best in the world." He said, "So, you are trying to convince me that there is a wizard who can transform into magical animals, and has a wingspan of hundreds of meters, and one breath is enough to kill thousands of people." The wizard's dragon—"

"Come on, tell me, is there such a creature in this world?"

"No, it doesn't exist." The Death Eater shuddered reflexively, and then shook his head quickly, "No, no, no, it does exist, master, I really saw it with my own eyes, you can go to Stonehenge. There are still There are traces."

"Don't be so troublesome." Voldemort raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's sky cap.

"Legislasia!"

The Death Eater trembled, and the memory in his mind was roughly inserted by an external will.

The scene I saw today was uncontrollable, pouring out of my mind like running water.

Aurors' warnings echoed across the vast plain.

There is a long line in front of the goblin counter.

Standing atop the boulder, the magician is unscathed by the multicolored glow of the spell.

The dragon soared through the sky, piercing the Auror's chest with its sharp claws.

Then came the blaze!

Until the end, the magician issued a sentence, giving the magic world an ultimatum.

Voldemort looked at this scene, his face became more and more ugly.

It was not the first time he knew the existence of a magician. In fact, a month ago, when the other party killed his subordinate Lucius Malfoy in his hiding place, Voldemort had already begun to pay attention to this foreigner. By.

But he still needs to hibernate, he needs to get all the pure-blooded families to stand in his camp, he needs to win the cooperation of giants and more other races, and most importantly, he needs to find a way to get rid of Harry Potter, so that he can Being able to cut off the hope of that prophecy in the hearts of other wizards proves that he has defeated that prophecy.

He didn't want to reveal the fact that he had been resurrected so quickly.

So he shifted positions and moved to where he is now.

He wanted to take revenge on the magician later, but he didn't expect that the speed of the opponent's rise was so unimaginable. According to what he saw at the gathering at Stonehenge this time, the opponent might soon pull out an extremely huge magician. followers.

He didn't think of--

The strength shown by the magician is actually the same as what his subordinates described.

Is it possible to transform into such a huge dragon?

Voldemort kept recalling all the knowledge related to Transfiguration he had studied, but he was sure that this was impossible.

With a gloomy expression, he loosened the Death Eater's cap, and the Death Eater was panting violently in cold sweat. He said in a panic, "Master, you saw it too. I'm telling the truth!"

"That's right." Voldemort said with a hoarse voice, "I did see it."

He slowly walked back to his seat, then turned abruptly, pointing his wand at the Death Eater.

"I don't need you to remind me!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green curse light engulfed the Death Eater's body, his pupils turned gray in an instant, and his body fell to the ground as stiff as a stone.

Everyone else in the room shuddered, only one Death Eater let out a high-pitched laugh.

It was a woman with messy hair, pale skin, thick dark circles, and a mad and bloodthirsty aura exuding from her whole body.

This was Bellatrix Lestrange, one of the most loyal Death Eaters rescued by Voldemort from Azkaban.

It seemed that killing had vented part of his anger, Voldemort's face finally calmed down, he sat back on his stool, stroked the head of the giant python on the table, and looked at the others.

"It seems that we need to start paying attention to this outsider named Magician." He looked around and said, "How do you think we should deal with it?"

"Leave it to me." Bella stared at Voldemort frantically, and said sharply, "I will find him, torture him with the cruelest means, and bring him before the master."

Voldemort shook his head, then looked at the others.

"Magicians are a threat." A Death Eater said, "His purpose is obviously to unify the wizarding world. Obviously, he has won the support of those damn Mudbloods."

"That's right, he will be our hindrance." Another Death Eater agreed, "Maybe we can announce the return of the master to the wizarding world, once those Mudbloods hear the news, they will definitely pee their pants in fright. "

"No, we don't need to stand on the stage." A death eater who seemed to be more sensible said: "Whether it is magicians or the Ministry of Magic, they are our enemies. Since they are already hostile to each other, we can completely Wait for them to lose both."

"At that time, we will directly kill the magician, then occupy the Ministry of Magic, and take control of the British magic world in one fell swoop."

Voldemort knocked on the table and said, "The Ministry of Magic is not the key, the key is to occupy Hogwarts."

"Then provoke a conflict between the magician and Hogwarts!" The Death Eater waved his arms and said, "It's just right, let Dumbledore try the magician's strength, no matter which side loses, we can fight Take the opportunity to make a move!"

"Do you think that a great master needs to rely on this method!" Bella stood up angrily, and pointed her wand at the wizard.

The wizard was startled and looked at Voldemort.

Fortunately, Voldemort was not angry. Instead, he nodded appreciatively and said, "Your plan is very good. Although I am indeed the strongest wizard in the magic world, you still have to be cautious. Let Dumbledore and the magic It's in my best interests to fight the division."

"The point is, how do we do this?"

"Dumbledore is not such a manipulative person." Bella sneered.

"Obviously, neither is the magician." A Death Eater who went to Stonehenge and saw the magician with his own eyes said: "I have no doubt that no one can influence the mind of a magician. Of course, I mean except the great master." outside."

The room fell into silence.

Suddenly, a Death Eater said cautiously: "Master, I think of someone."

"Professor of Potions at Hogwarts."

"Severus?" Voldemort's pale face moved, "Although he did come to see me after I was resurrected, I haven't been able to confirm that during all these years at Hogwarts, he Are you as loyal to me as you were back then?"

"I think this time is a good opportunity for verification." The Death Eater said: "If he can stir up a dispute between the magician and Dumbledore, it means that he is still on the side of the master."

"Makes sense."

Voldemort thought for a while and said, "We are temporarily unable to enter Hogwarts, and we need someone to contact Severus."

"I remember Mrs. Malfoy being close to him. Wait, Malfoy is dead."

"I'll go." Bella volunteered again, saying, "I will verify Snape's loyalty, and if he has any other intentions, I will bring his body back!"

"Sudden contact can easily attract Dumbledore's attention." The Death Eater said, "Snape is a professor at Hogwarts. If there is no special reason, he will hardly leave Hogwarts."

"If Dumbledore finds out about our plan, he will be prepared."

Voldemort nodded: "We need more subtle means."

"I know a Hogwarts professor who leaves the castle every day."

"Professor of Divination—the one who threatened that his master had returned and predicted that we would raid Azkaban." The Death Eater said, "He goes to the Leaky Cauldron for three meals a day."

Voldemort's eyes narrowed.

"Oh that prophet."

"Because of Malfoy, I almost forgot about him. Is he on the side of the magician now?"

"Go, find him, and bring him to me."

　The bad news is that I fell while learning to skateboard, which was a bit serious.

　　The good news is that my hand is fine, and I will definitely not be able to ask for leave.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)