The years of welding at Hogwarts

Of course, Noah can also directly use the brainwashing code left by Hydra to control Bucky, but such simple and crude methods are not reliable.

Bucky has already shown signs of regaining his self-awareness, and Noah doesn't want to offend him to death in this way, causing him to retaliate against him crazily after he wakes up.

But now...

Noah had an immature idea in his mind.

Since an unscientific being like Dumbledore has appeared, then as a wizard, he should be able to use magic to solve things that science cannot do, right?

He knew the mantra.

He waved to the side and someone in a white coat came up, but in his hand was a red-covered notebook with a five-pointed star on it.

"let's start."

After receiving Noah's order, the man in the white coat opened his notebook and uttered a Russian word.

"eager……"

The moment he heard this word, the man, who was originally not much different from a vegetative state, reacted for the first time. His numb eyes met Noah's gaze.

The magic power surged in Noah's body and gradually gathered in his palms.

The magic power radiating out of the body exudes a blood-red color, like a layer of blood mist.

The man in the white coat was not surprised at all when he saw this unscientific scene. In his opinion, it was not surprising that his boss, who possessed superpowers, did anything strange.

As Noah placed his hands on the man's temples on both sides of his forehead, the thick blood mist also enveloped his head.

The man suddenly began to struggle violently, his arms with bulging veins trying frantically to break free from the heavy shackles on the chair.

The man in the white coat was startled, but he continued to recite a string of irregular Russian words, "Rust, Seventeen, Dawn, Furnace, Nine..."

At the same time, Noah also recited in a very low voice a spell that he had never cast before but was familiar with, "Soul out of the body."

As the last word "truck" was uttered, the man on the chair, who had freed one arm, suddenly stopped struggling.

Noah lowered his hands that were on either side of the man's temples, "Soldier?"

The man on the chair raised his head. His lifeless eyes were no longer filled with numbness and confusion, but revealed his determination for the mission goal.

James Barnes' voice was deep and magnetic. "I am willing to obey."

Hearing Bucky's words, Noah shook his head slightly disappointed. What he wanted was not this kind of false obedience, but to remove the unstable bomb that Hydra had placed in the other party's brain from the fundamental level.

The method of implanting psychological suggestion into the other party through the Imperius Curse and letting the other party regain self-awareness by following the psychological suggestion does not seem to work.

Of course, it is also possible that his Imperius Curse did not work at all. After all, he only knew one spell, and as for the casting principle and gestures...

All we can say is that six of the seven orifices are connected.

It seems that we can only wait for a while, and then find other ways to solve Bucky's brainwashing problem after he enters Hogwarts.

"Lock him up first..."

Noah paused for a moment, as he suddenly remembered something very important.

There seems to be a thing called tracking thread in the magic world, which will attach to every underage wizard and monitor the other party's magical fluctuations?

And he had just cast a spell here, so it seemed that this stronghold could no longer be kept?

Noah immediately changed his words and instructed the man in the white coat next to him, "Abandon this base, transfer him to another place, and then lock him up for observation for a while."

"If he doesn't behave aggressively towards others, you can gradually lift the restrictions on him, as long as he doesn't get lost."

After saying that, Noah left without looking back.

However, Noah, who turned and left, did not notice that a strange light flashed in Bucky's eyes.

Chapter 9 Severus, you don’t want your little secret to be known by others, right?

At daybreak, Noah returned to his bedroom through the secret passage without showing any abnormality and without leaving any trace.

At the same time, on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle, in the headmaster's office.

Professor McGonagall, with a serious face, stared closely at the old man in front of her who was holding the snack can in the morning and was still slacking off on a document.

Next to her sat a handsome man in his thirties with long, flowing black hair that was meticulously groomed and wearing a luxurious black silk robe.

"Albus, why did you notify Severus and I to come here so early in the morning? Is there something important?"

After hearing what Professor McGonagall said, Dumbledore reluctantly put down the can of calorie bomb in his hand that tasted so sweet that it was outrageous.

"I've met the freshman you mentioned, Noah Shafrin."

When the name Shafulin was mentioned, the smile on his face disappeared and his expression became serious.

Noticing Dumbledore's expression

Professor McGonagall's expression became more serious. She reached out and adjusted her square-framed glasses. "What's the situation?"

Severus Snape, confused, sat there without any reaction, playing the role of a good listener.

"Mr. Shafrin is more dangerous than I thought," Dumbledore shook his head, and then added, "More dangerous than Tom Riddle."

He placed the freshman background check on Noah Shafrin that Professor McGonagall had given him yesterday morning in front of Snape, who didn't know the whole story.

"When I met him yesterday, for a moment, I even thought about giving up on giving him the admission letter and nipping the source of this danger in the bud."

Professor McGonagall's expression became more serious. "But he is not a..."

She wanted to say that it was just a child, but she remembered Noah's "glorious resume", which made her unable to say the word child.

Have you ever seen a normal child who, at the age of eight, could lead a criminal organization and thrive in the London underworld, becoming a giant in the dark world in just three years?

Even the legendary first Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald, when he was only eleven years old, was not as outrageous as this freshman.

"But I finally gave up this seemingly foolproof idea. After all, with his intelligence and talent..."

"Even if he doesn't receive an admission letter from Hogwarts, I have no doubt that he will be able to discover his potential in his own way."

"Let someone who could be the next Grindelwald..."

When this name was mentioned, Dumbledore was silent for two seconds before continuing.

"Or the next Voldemort's people will grow wildly in the non-magical world, which would be a very irresponsible and dangerous thing for both worlds."

Dumbledore's eyes gradually turned cold.

"If we're not careful, it will be a catastrophe that affects both worlds."

Snape, who was still looking down at the files, didn't know what happened yesterday, but he could tell from the conversation between the two that anything related to this freshman would be troublesome.

"So, what you mean?" Professor McGonagall suddenly had a bad feeling.

"I want to find him a reliable guardian who can guide him and keep him from going astray."

Dumbledore looked at Minerva McGonagall, the Deputy Headmistress and Professor of Transfiguration of Hogwarts, and Severus Snape, the Head of Slytherin House and Professor of Potions, who were working diligently in front of him, with burning eyes.

The older cat girl and the big bat spirit who had been listening silently from the beginning both made a plant-like sound at the same time.

So, this old man called the two of them to his office early in the morning just to find them a troublesome job of taking care of naughty children?

Moreover, this naughty child is a future Demon Lord in reserve who, if not educated well, will develop into the Third-generation Dark Lord?

Snape stood up immediately and said to Dumbledore, "You'd better ask for help from someone else."

He is not really modest.

Looking at Snape's sinister appearance, he looks like a dark wizard who did all kinds of evil, and he was indeed a dark wizard in the past.

Is it appropriate to entrust such a former Death Eater to lead this kind of reserve demon king?

Isn't this appropriate?

Professor McGonagall was equally resistant to Dumbledore's proposal.

Not to mention that there was a huge age gap between her, an elderly woman in her seventies or eighties, and a freshman who was only eleven years old. Just the fact that she was a reserve demon king was enough to give Professor McGonagall a headache.

With Dumbledore, the old man, doing nothing all day, she had to shoulder the four responsibilities of Hogwarts principal and deputy principal, professor of Transfiguration and headmaster of Gryffindor House at the same time. She was busy enough on a normal day.

Did Dumbledore still have the nerve to exploit an old woman like her and make her serve as a guardian for a reserve demon lord who sounded quite troublesome?

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

No black-hearted capitalist is as black-hearted as Dumbledore.

If Dumbledore forced her to take on the job of guardian of the Demon Lord again, Professor McGonagall felt that she would most likely have to run away from Hogwarts.

Looking at the two people in front of him with tough attitudes, Dumbledore couldn't help but rub his forehead with a headache.

These two are the best candidates he can find. If neither of them is willing to take the job, then there will be only one person left.

Dumbledore glanced down at a book on the table: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

On the beautiful cover with various magical creatures, there is a line of small gold-plated words that specially indicate the author's name:

Newt Artemis Fido Scamander.

Forget it, Newt already has a stable family. Dumbledore would never do such a wicked thing that might lead to the breakup of someone else's family.

When saying this, Dumbledore hadn't remembered at all how he had used the whereabouts of a Thunderbird to trick Newt into going to New York, USA.

At that time, New York was in a state of high tension due to Grindelwald's influence.

With his portable zoo, he once again made big news in New York.

Although in the end Newt successfully solved this big trouble with the help of his current wife Tina Goldstein.

But the hardships they experienced in this process were quite bumpy.

At that time, Dumbledore's old lover, Gellert Grindelwald, the first Dark Lord of the wizarding world and leader of the Wizarding Party, used disguise magic to replace Percival Graves, the security minister of the American Magical Congress.

He tied Newt up and locked him in a small cell of less than ten square meters, and then uttered the classic quote that countless rotten girls regarded as the golden sentence of the European King of Jealousy:

"So, what is it that makes Albus Dumbledore so fond of you?"

Later, he blocked Newt in a subway station and whipped him with the Cruciatus Curse, forcing Newt to join the front line against Grindelwald.

As to whether the reason is to save the world or to avenge personal vengeance, it is unknown.

Coming out of his memories, Dumbledore raised his head again and returned his gaze to the two professors he trusted most.

Facing the old bee's expectant gaze, Professor McGonagall stood up calmly.

After saying that she still had to arrange the admission of new students, she left this place of trouble as quickly as if she had greased her feet.

Only Snape, who was bewildered, was left sitting there, staring at Dumbledore awkwardly.

Snape also wanted to follow Professor McGonagall's example, get up, say goodbye and leave, but Dumbledore stopped him and gave him a reason that he could not refuse.

"Severus, won't you reconsider this?"

Snape didn't even raise his eyebrows, he just stood up silently, turned around, and started walking.

"oops."

Although he was sighing, Dumbledore had an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Choosing a professor for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the new school year is really a headache."

Hearing this, Snape, who was originally walking towards the headmaster's office with big strides, suddenly stopped, his brain working rapidly.

Compared with the troublesome matter of being the guardian of the Demon King, the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts that he had always coveted did not seem to have much appeal for a moment.

So he paused for less than half a second, and then took a step forward and prepared to continue moving forward.

Seeing that bribery didn't work, Dumbledore could only use his other trump card.

"Severus, you don't want anyone to know that you secretly took a baby girl away from Godric's Hollow that night ten years ago, right?"

Snape froze instantly when he heard Dumbledore's words.

But the body stiffened only for a brief moment.

He turned around slowly, his tone so calm that no one could hear anything unusual, and his expression was flawless, "I don't know what you are talking about."

He said this very casually, and just the right amount of confusion, as if what Dumbledore said was complete nonsense.

However, he did not just walk away as if nothing had happened, and this was already the biggest flaw.

Looking at Snape, who was only tough on the outside, Dumbledore still smiled gently, and his calm tone seemed as if he was talking about something very trivial.

"Almost no one in the wizarding world knew that what James and Lily gave birth to was not just the boy in the prophecy, but a pair of twins."

"It's just that I happen to be one of the people who know about it."

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