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Chapter 281 How can people be so happy? (Subscribe)

"But you don't have to worry about my soul being corrupted by dark magic and turning into a tyrannical and cruel madman like Voldemort!"

Mu Sheng raised his right index finger, and a small green magic ball appeared at his fingertips.

“After all, magic loves me!

No spell can have any effect on my mind!"

As he spoke, the green magic ball in his hand flickered, like a little creature breathing.

'This is... the Killing Curse, Avada Kedavra?'

Dumbledore's eyes were fixed on the green magic ball.

Could it be that Avada Kedavra, the most terrifying of the three unforgivable curses, has such a gentle side?

Just like a newborn kitten.

Dumbledore extremely suspected that there was something wrong with his brain as he actually used the word "gentle" to describe the Killing Curse that made wizards shudder with fear.

But the aura emanating from the green magic ball reminded him all the time that this was the killing curse: Avada Kedavra!

"Merlin's beard!"

Dumbledore had walked out from behind the desk at some point and came in front of Mu Sheng.

He stretched out his right hand and reached out towards the firefly-like ball of light.

Just as his hand was about to touch the magic ball, Dumbledore suddenly woke up and retracted his hand.

"What a wonderful magic!"

Dumbledore, known as the greatest wizard of this century, could clearly sense that this small magic ball that looked like a candle flame seemed to contain the secret of magic.

This made him lose his mind for a moment!
"Do you want to try? I have reduced the power of the spell to the lowest level. There won't be any danger."

As he spoke, Mu Sheng pressed the magic ball on his fingertips against his chest without waiting for Dumbledore's response.

"stop."

Dumbledore was shocked when he saw Mu Sheng's actions.

After all, this is the Killing Curse. How can you use it on yourself?

He quickly tried to stop it, but was still a step too late.

He could only watch as the green magic ball shattered and turned into ripples that spread throughout Mu Sheng's body.

Then Mu Sheng's body trembled slightly a few times, his head drooped weakly, and he was no longer able to breathe.

It's like being dead!
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Dumbledore's eyes, which were full of wisdom and kindness, were now wide open, and his pupils also dilated unconsciously.

A good student came to the principal's office and died there, and it was he who called people here.

Dumbledore, who encountered this kind of thing for the first time, was a little Muggle.

Even when the Order of the Phoenix was losing the war against Voldemort, he had never felt so powerless.

"His~~"

At this moment, Mu Sheng, who had been motionless, suddenly sat up straight, took a long breath and slowly exhaled.

"Comfortable! Numb and tingling, just like a full massage for the soul."

Mu Sheng fell in love with this feeling and recommended it to Dumbledore: "Dean Dumbledore, do you want to try it too?"

'What a bad boy who loves to play pranks!'

Dumbledore realized that he had just been teased by Mu Sheng, and felt both amused and helpless.

At the same time, he was somewhat shocked that Mu Sheng could actually stop the Killing Curse from killing anyone, and he didn't even look injured.

After calming down, Dumbledore warned seriously:

"'Avada Kedavra' is the most threatening of the three unforgivable curses. What you did just now was too risky, Victori!
The Dark Arts are not something to joke about!"

Although he was shocked by Mu Sheng's pretending to be dead, Dumbledore did not feel offended. Instead, he was a little worried that Mu Sheng was not respectful enough for the dark arts.

You will suffer a great loss because of this in the future!

"Thank you for your concern, Dean Dumbledore! But don't worry, magic loves me!"

Mu Sheng thanked Dumbledore, and then a green magic ball appeared on his fingertips.

He invited Dumbledore again: "How about it? Do you want to try it?"

The flickering green ball of light looked like a devil luring people to death under Dumbledore's gaze.

"of course yes!"

Dumbledore dragged a chair over and sat in front of Mu Sheng: "Which wizard can refuse the opportunity to experience the feeling of being hit by the Killing Curse, provided it is safe?"

Dumbledore couldn't help himself after all.

The killing curse that couldn't kill anyone was too tempting for him.

If one could find a way to resist the Killing Curse through personal experience, it would be a discovery that would go down in history for the entire wizarding world.

It can even eliminate the fear of many ordinary wizards towards dark wizards and Death Eaters.

It will also play an extremely important role in the subsequent war with Voldemort.

Furthermore, after observing him for this school year, Dumbledore believed that Mu Sheng was a mentally healthy, sunny and good boy, and it was impossible for him to harm him!
Although a bit fickle and lustful!
But it was precisely this that confirmed to him that Mu Sheng and Voldemort were different.

Voldemort has no desire for love between men and women!
By the way, is it because of the torture that Voldemort suffered in the orphanage as a child that caused him to be unable to do that and thus become a bit of a psychopath?
After all, it is normal for a man to keep himself clean because he has no money and no power. If he is rich and powerful and still keeps himself clean, then it can only be due to physical reasons.

"I'm coming~"

Mu Sheng tapped Dumbledore's heart with his index finger, and green magical ripples instantly spread throughout his body.

Dumbledore felt a breath of death entangled in his soul, and it would disappear if his soul was twisted lightly.

However, Dumbledore was not afraid, but instead focused all his attention on experiencing this rare experience.

"The magic power, infected by the killing intent, has turned into the power that destroys the soul."

Just as Dumbledore was immersed in it, the breath of death lingering on his soul blew gently like a breeze on his face.

It was like someone was taking a brush and brushing it over his soul body from head to toe.

The force was just right, not only did it not hurt the soul body, but it also brushed away a lot of dirt and distracting thoughts.

“So transparent and comfortable!”

Dumbledore slowly opened his eyes. The killing curse made him feel relieved after a long time.

It seemed as if the fatigue that had accumulated deep in his heart for many years was also swept away.

“What an incredible gift and talent!”

Dumbledore looked at Mu Sheng with sharp eyes, even though he had long regarded Mu Sheng as a genius with more gifts and abilities than Voldemort.

At this moment, he still felt that he was too arrogant and underestimated Mu Sheng's talent.

Learning existing spells and creating more perfect spells based on existing spells are completely different in difficulty. "To be able to use the killing curse like this is like using a butcher knife as long as your body to shave the sweat hair on your face!

Victory, you will definitely achieve great things in the future!"

Dumbledore said with a hint of meaning that he had a feeling that Mu Sheng would play an important role in the war against Voldemort.

Even more important than Harry Potter!

"Isn't this natural? I am the man who is going to become the God of Magic!"

Mu Sheng accepted Dumbledore's praise without any modesty, and then asked with a smile: "How does it feel to be hit by the Killing Curse? Is it comfortable?"

“It feels so tingling and numb, it’s really comfortable!”

"Would you like to do it again?"

"Of course!"

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After reaching a consensus, the two of them were like children who had just received a new toy, taking turns to feel the thrill of being hit by the Killing Curse.

As for why Mu Sheng went to the Forbidden Forest to kill the eight-eyed giant spider, Dumbledore no longer wanted to dwell on it.

They are just a group of ferocious spiders, just kill them!
No one except Hagrid would care about the death of these eight-eyed giant spiders, and it could also avoid the risk of some disobedient little wizards being killed after trespassing into the Forbidden Forest!
after a long time
After shuddering again, Dumbledore sat comfortably in the chair and waved his hand to stop Mu Sheng from continuing.

"That's enough, Victory! I'm satisfied."

"OK!" Mu Sheng turned around and threw the 'Soul-Destroying Curse' that was prepared for Dumbledore on himself.

'Soul-shaking Curse' is the nickname he gave to this weakened version of the Killing Curse.

After a slight tremor, Mu Sheng also collapsed comfortably in the chair.

This feeling was even more comfortable than when he was exploring various avenues, and it felt like he was going to get addicted.

"No, I have to ask Penelope and the others for help to offset it with physical pleasure."

When Mu Sheng was thinking secretly, he heard Dumbledore suddenly say:

"Victrey, let me teach you a special spell!"

"Special spell, what is it?"

Mu Sheng was a little curious why Dumbledore suddenly remembered to teach him spells.

"Expecto Patronus! A spell that can summon your own Patronus!"

Dumbledore then explained the spell gestures of 'Expecto Patronus' and the things to pay attention to when casting the spell.

When Mu Sheng heard the word "Expedience Patronus", he instantly understood why Dumbledore suddenly wanted to teach him the spell.

The old man was still worried that his soul would be eroded by black magic, so he wanted to add some protection to Mu Sheng's soul through this spell that required happiness and beauty to cast.

Old Deng, you have made the road wider!
".That's about all you need to keep in mind when casting the spell. Now I'm going to show you how to do it. Pay attention, Victory!!"

After explaining the key points of the 'Expecto Patronus' spell, Dumbledore took out his wand.

Swing diagonally upwards and forward!
"Call the gods to protect you!"

The tip of the wand instantly released a blinding white light, illuminating the entire principal's office.

Then a pure white phoenix was born from the light, circling and flying in the room.

Fox on the bird stand also flew up, following closely beside its white fellow, chirping from time to time.

After circling for a few times, the white phoenix suddenly pounced towards Mu Sheng, passed through his body, and then turned into a spot of light and disappeared.

"Chirp!"

After seeing his companion disappear, Fox didn't care and flew back to the bird stand.

Mu Sheng carefully felt the feeling of peace, comfort, happiness and joy when the white phoenix passed through his body.

This spell was basically not difficult for him.

He has so many happy memories!

A large number of memories suddenly emerged in Mu Sheng's mind, including the memory of him holding the Unobstructed Conference in the world of giants, and the memory of him riding a horse across the world in The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

There are also memories of him sitting on the back of his mother's bicycle as a child before he traveled through time, chattering about what he had done at school that day!

After a while, he took out his willow wand, waved it forward, and shouted:
"Call the gods to protect you!"

A blindingly bright light suddenly burst out, and everything in the room was dyed with this rich white light.

Dumbledore on the side couldn't help but raise his hand to block the dazzling light.

"There are so many happy memories. Isn't Victory an orphan?"

'Did he grow up in a honey pot before he went to the orphanage?'

Dumbledore was shocked, he had never seen anyone so happy.

The endless white light flashed and then quickly collapsed inward, condensing into a two-meter-tall white armored warrior with both hands on the hilt of the sword.

Unlike the illusory white phoenix summoned by Dumbledore, this armored warrior exudes a sense of substance from head to toe.

"Boom boom boom!"

Dumbledore couldn't help but go up and knock on the chest of the pure white armor a few times, and sure enough, a dull sound was heard.

“Can people really be this happy?”

Other people's patronus is used to fight against and eliminate fear, but your patronus can probably just swing the sword and chop fear to death, right?
Then Dumbledore saw that the pure white armored warrior, under the control of Mu Sheng, was practicing sword in the principal's office.

Dumbledore looked at the table and chair that had been split in half and murmured, "It's really good at chopping."

Wait! What is it chopping?
"Stop it, Victory, make it stop."

Ten minutes later, Mu Sheng left the principal's office.

Dumbledore looked at the messy scene in the room with a relieved smile on his face.

After Voldemort disappeared inexplicably, he knew that his student was most likely not dead, but had used some evil black magic to survive.

This is also the reason why he allowed Quirrell to continue teaching in Hogwarts even though he knew there was something wrong with him.

The enemy hiding in the dark is the most dangerous.

Not only Voldemort, but also those Death Eaters who used various means to escape the fate of being imprisoned in Azkaban.

They all need a bait to catch them out.

However, when the fish is too big and too ferocious, the fisherman is in danger of capsizing.

Before this, Dumbledore didn't dare to guarantee that he would win!
Fortunately, now there is Mu Sheng, a little wizard whom even he feels inferior to, which suddenly relieves Dumbledore of a lot of burden.

The White Devil, who has always been relied upon by others, also experienced the joy of having someone to rely on.

A dozen days later, it was July 7th.

Hogwarts ushered in the last day of the semester, and Dumbledore left the school at the invitation of the Ministry of Magic.

Quirrell finally waited for his opportunity.
(End of this chapter)