Hogwarts Study Panel

Chapter 373, Section 371: Learning Occupational Technique
How to defend against it?

Sheen asked curiously.

Of course, he didn't forget that spells like Legilimency could be interrupted.

For example, Harry used the Ironclad Charm to deflect Professor Snape's Legilimency.

The spells of mind control, forgetfulness, confusion, and even soul-stealing all have certain countermeasures.

Furthermore, during the casting process, the caster can be interrupted by offensive spells.

That makes sense, since it's always the wizard who uses the spells, and wizards are generally powerful magicians but not physically strong.

"You agree... Mr. Green, I hope you know."

I will use a faint act of mind control to examine your meal today, and then you will understand the feeling of resistance.

Finding the feeling of resistance is the first step in learning Occlumency.

Quirrell carefully considered his words before speaking.

Sheen probably knew that magic required a certain form.

Or rather, it is the concreteness that makes magic easier.

For example, he can hardly imagine rain and snow out of thin air; to create rain and snow, he must at least release a cloud.

For example, the Separation Spell is difficult to cast directly, but if you put up a sign and surround it with bushes, casting the Separation Spell becomes much easier.

"Okay, Professor."

Sheen immediately agreed.

"Ah, ah, yes, if you have any questions, I will stop immediately."

Quirrell stood straight in front of the fireplace, his fingers turning white from gripping his wand so tightly.

"Shall we begin now?"

Sheehan looked up and stared directly into Professor Quirrell's eyes.

The most important thing in capturing the mind is to look directly into the other person's eyes.

Or rather, most magic requires the wizard to accurately identify the target before it can be cast.

A clear example is when Harry suffered an accident in Quidditch during his first year, Quirrell and Professor Snape both had to keep an eye on Harry in order to fight back.

"Yes, if that's your wish."

Quirrell forced himself not to look away, raised his wand, and nodded slightly to Sheehan.

"Legilimency!"

At that moment, it felt like Sheen's head had been gently stung by something like a bee.

But soon, that feeling was shut out.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... more than ten seconds later.

Did you see that?

Sheen tried his best to control his emotions and prevent them from changing.

"Ah, ah... soon, Mr. Green."

Quirrell remained silent for a moment, his reverent gaze becoming even more intense.

Then, Sheen felt himself being stung by a bee again.

This time, the bee's stinger was extremely sharp, attempting to pierce the defenses he had created by clearing his brain's memories.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

[You have practiced Occlumency with proficiency; your skill level has increased by 10.]

[Brain Occupation: Unlocked (10/30)]

I don't know how much time passed, maybe two or three minutes, before that layer of concealment was popped like a balloon.

And so Quirrell was finally able to see the scenes unfolding before his eyes—

Eat lamb chops, drink pumpkin porridge, eat toffee, drink pumpkin juice, have dinner, and wait for the pumpkin porridge to cook...

Quirrell couldn't help but smile.

He quickly lowered his head, focusing his gaze on the pumpkin juice on the table, no longer looking directly into Sheen's green pupils. Strangely enough, he dared not look directly into the eyes of either of the two wizards he had "sworn allegiance to"... Fortunately, it wasn't for the same reason.

Sheen could also see those scenes, those dining scenes in Iphamoni.

He grasped the feeling, which was quite simple: not to recall any memories, nor to show any emotional fluctuations.

But once you start doing it, it will be very difficult.

Because it is impossible for a wizard to control his thoughts at all times, nor can it keep his emotions and feelings consistent.

They are as agile and active as birds.

"Professor, I've let my guard down."

Sheen was somewhat frustrated; he felt he could have done better.

If he hadn't noticed the pumpkin juice on the table, which had created a breach in his defenses, he could have held out even longer.

"Oh, oh, have you let your guard down...?"

Quirrell hesitated, feeling that while the talent was terrifying, it might only be barely passing for the respected Mr. Green.

"Professor, I have a question. The wizard's resistance is ultimately arduous and limited."

If a wizard is constantly subjected to Legilimency, will their memories necessarily be read?

Or is it different for people with closed brains?

Sheen stared at the pumpkin juice and asked.

"The art of Legilimency is not easy; very few wizards can learn it, and even fewer become masters..."

Quirrell explained carefully,

“Those with closed brains can resist at any time. Just as some wizards are more sensitive to a certain type of magic, those with closed brains are more acute to the act of ‘being spied on’ and can respond in a very short time.”

As for whether wizards will necessarily have their memories read...

"Dear Mr. Green, wizards have more ways to break magic than just counter-spells—sometimes we should attack directly."

“I understand.” Sheen nodded.

The power of magic obviously varies from person to person, and those with closed minds can naturally deal with Legilimency masters.

In the end, the battle will still come down to the difference in magical skill between the two sides.

Furthermore, if a wizard has no ability to resist—referring to mental resistance and the use of spells to attack—then being subjected to Legilimency or being given Truth Potion makes little difference.

"Brain Occupation can shield against external magical forces."

Once you find that feeling, perhaps you can try to recall; the forgotten things are simply hidden deeper inside.

Quirrell explained in detail.

A glimmer of light appeared in Sheen's eyes.

He looked outside; the colorful shop windows were frozen, and Diagon Alley was full of wizards wrapped in scarves.

He recalled his memories of Hogwarts, and he had never encountered such a mystery before.

The snow fell heavily.

If someone is sitting around the stove staring at the snow.

Then those things that are unclear or hard to recall will slowly sink to the bottom of your heart and become clear as the heavy snow falls.

Rescued from the orphanage by Professor McGonagall, boarding the Hogwarts Express, meeting Justin and Hermione, arriving at Hogwarts...

Scene after scene was being constructed, and even the notification that proficiency had increased by ten on the panel could hardly interrupt Sheen's thoughts.

The things that were buried slowly emerged.

Until it was frozen in time on a certain night.

When Sheen and his two companions first enrolled at Hogwarts, they were surprised to discover a hidden room.

On the wall of the house was a portrait—the canvas was yellowed and cracked from age, and it did not depict a majestic wizard, but a snow-white owl wearing a velvet vest and small pince-nez glasses.

It was struggling to straighten its glasses with one paw while clutching an old roll of parchment with the other.

Its eyes were always fixed on them.

(End of this chapter)