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Hissing and roaring, Harry waved his hand and cast a spell, directly beating the guy in front of him so that his expression froze.
He was casting an Oblivion Charm, and it was a powerful one, strong enough to make someone look like Gilderoy Lockhart with one spell.
But that wasn't enough, Harry followed up with a stronger one.
The powerful spell seemed to turn into a steel pestle, directly turning the opponent's mind into a mess, making him forget everything in an instant.
At this moment, Kingsley Shacklebolt, a shrewd nephew, now looks stupid. If he doesn't pay attention, he will even drool from the corner of his mouth.
Harry had wiped all his memories... literally all!
This kid can't speak now, can't do anything, and doesn't know anyone. The only thing he remembers is a sentence that Harry just emphasized extremely.
"Dumbledore betrayed me!!!"
That's right, that's it~
This memory was strengthened by Harry's full use of Legilimency, which even used the power of the Philosopher's Stone, which can be regarded as directly refining this memory into the opponent's mind.
He was sure that Kingsley Shaker would definitely not be able to modify it, and he could only do it by asking Lao Deng to do it himself.
But Lao Deng couldn't touch this memory.
Do you still remember how Gilderoy Lockhart recovered slowly? The words left by Harry now are the only chance for Kingsley Shacklebolt's nephew to recover.
Keeping his current state, then he may have a slight chance of recovery in the future as time goes by; but if this only clue is erased or modified, then this nephew of Kingsley Shacklebolt, You can only be an idiot forever!
Of course, he could also consider sending the person to St. Mungo's for treatment, but unfortunately, the permanent spell damage ward is currently being opened in Harry's nursing home.
So when it comes to enemies, why kill them when you can kill them~
A guy like that should be put to waste, and let Kingsley Shacklebolt take him home and make trouble for himself.
Harry just wanted Kingsley Shacklebolt to face his nephew every day, listening to the kid shout out over and over again...
'It was Dumbledore who betrayed me! ! ! '
At that time, the expression on Kingsley Shacklebolt's face must be very interesting~
Chapter 720 The road of 'pilgrimage' with impure purpose
Leaving Kingsley Shacklebolt's nephew, who had been made into a mentally retarded nephew, Harry ignored the slanted mouth and started to check the things in his house.
After some searching, Harry found that apart from living in seclusion, he was basically penniless.
But this is also understandable. After all, he came here as a refugee. Hiding in such a remote place, with more assets, it will be easier to attract attention. It is better to be simple.
Harry found the wand used by this guy, and it looked like a masterpiece in Ollivander's eyes, but it didn't appeal to Harry at all, so he threw it at his feet.
In addition, there were some robes, magic books, and coins such as Gallon Nat, which were of no value to be looted, and were all thrown aside by Harry casually.
However, he did find a lot of Armenian drams and lumas at the same time. These are undoubtedly useful. After all, for Harry, if he wants to travel in such a foreign country, the local legal currency is more useful than gold Galleons. up.
Finally, some useful things Harry found were books about local customs in Armenia—of course, most of them were religious customs, all of which were written in Russian, and there was also an English-Russian dictionary. Trying to assimilate into the country.
These books can be regarded as a solution to Harry's current urgent needs. The official language of Armenia is Armenian, and the other common language is Russian, but Harry also knows a 'Hala Shao'...
It is almost impossible to quickly master a new language in a short period of time, even with Harry's memory, but there is still a genius witch Rowena living in his mind, just read the English-Russian dictionary from beginning to end Again, even though Harry still couldn't speak a word of Russian, Rowena could at least help him translate other travel guide books.
"That's about it." After confirming that there was nothing missing, Harry bypassed the guy who was standing there stupidly, cast a simple locking spell on the door from the outside, and cast Apparation to leave quietly.
He believed that Old Deng and Kingsley Shacklebolt would at least send someone to check it out, and then just ask someone to move this guy away, and Harry didn't need to take it with him.
And if no one comes...
That can only show that in their hearts, family affection is nothing compared to the so-called overall situation.
If that's the case, even if Harry forcefully pushes him back, he won't be able to stir up the slightest disturbance in the other party's heart, so he might as well stop worrying about this experience~
Not long after the magic ripples of apparition dissipated, the ripples of the doorkeys quietly appeared. Today's hut is destined to be full of people, and after a very short time, the second group of guests ushered in.
An anxious Kingsley Shacklebolt, and... Dumbledore.
To be honest, Lao Deng didn't want to come, because he was the guy who leaked the secret, and now he had to act with Kingsley, so he would feel awkward no matter what.
But he was worried, he didn't know if the Portkey he made could make Kingsley beat Harry, and he was even more uncertain if it was another conspiracy by Harry.
What if Kingsley himself or others from the Order of the Phoenix rushed to the scene and was ambushed and killed by Harry?
He even regretted it a little now, why did he tell Kingsley this matter immediately, he might as well just give up completely and tell the truth later, so as to at least avoid subsequent troubles.
However, all that Lao Deng was worried about did not happen, because they soon found out...that they were already late.
The room was fairly tidy, and it didn't look like it had been through a great battle, but the broken wand on the ground and the demented look on someone's face all indicated that he was absolutely impossible to be safe!
"Are you okay?!" Kingsley nervously stepped forward, wanting to check his nephew's condition.
But suddenly, the latter roared loudly!
"Dumbledore betrayed me!!!"
"This..." Suddenly, Kingsley froze in place.
And Dumbledore behind him, his complexion has changed suddenly at this moment!
After the hoarse howling, the atmosphere in the room was suppressed to the extreme. Kingsley and Lao Deng looked at each other, but they were both dumb, unable to speak at all...
At this time, Harry was using the Russian translation in his notebook to compare the introduction in the 'Travel Guide', walking leisurely in an ancient valley.
The Azat Valley, 40 kilometers southeast of Yerevan, the capital of Armenia, is a sacred place with extremely beautiful natural landscapes. Especially in this season, the verdant green trees are set against the chiseled rock walls, and there is a simple and majestic atmosphere. The breath rushed over immediately.
Of course, the purpose of Harry's trip was not to view the scenery, but to visit the Gegard Monastery at the entrance of the valley.
This ancient building, which is said to have been built in the fourth century BC, has extraordinary cave churches and tombs. It is the ultimate representative of medieval Armenian architecture and art, and it is also a holy place for countless believers to worship...
The problem is, Harry doesn't know anything about these things.
As a pure Chinese person, if you tell him things like Confucianism, Taoism, Fa and Mohism, Harry will certainly be quite interested, but if it is those outside of China, his level of understanding is basically zero.
So he is very embarrassed now, because he has no sense of substitution for this place at all, and the only etiquette he can abide by is 'clean place, please do not make noise', and it is completely impossible for him to make a pilgrimage wholeheartedly.
After walking around the entire monastery and the Upper Azat Valley, all Harry gained was his mind riddled with Rowena's needles, and the thought of 'the scenery here is so beautiful'.
"Oh, okay, okay, can't I go, big sister, can you stop poking me?"
Buzzing from being poked in the head by Rowena, Harry shook the notebook in his hand speechlessly, venting his dissatisfaction in this way.
'Hurry up, there's nothing to see in this place!That old man asked you to come here because he had no good intentions! '
"No... why did my teacher provoke you?" Feeling that Rowena was a little unreasonable, Harry gradually felt a little unhappy, "Even if you and the teacher are not alchemists of the same faction, you can't do it for no reason. Slander him!"
"What do you know!" Rowena scribbled a line of cursive characters on the notebook, "He told you to bring the Philosopher's Stone, and he clearly wanted you to take the pilgrimage! Do you know that now Everything you're going through, he's done before!"
"Pilgrimage road...does it mean visiting monasteries and churches?" Harry sighed softly when he heard the words, and asked Rowena in his mind quietly, "So, can't I bring the Philosopher's Stone to these places?"
'Are you really ignorant or pretending to be confused?Haven't you ever wondered, that Philosopher's Stone has been around for hundreds of years, why does it still have such powerful magic power?Equivalent exchange, mass-energy conservation, and perpetual motion machines of the first kind are impossible to realize... Is the ancient alchemy and those things called science you have learned all empty-handed? ! '
However, facing Rowena's questioning, Harry's expression remained indifferent.
"Rowena, I'm still the same as before...Are I sure I can't bring the Philosopher's Stone to these places?"
Chapter 720 Cracked, Bloody Formation Formed
The so-called principle of equivalent exchange means that when using alchemy, the constituent particles of the thing to be refined must be completely consistent with the constituent particles of the raw material, and then recomposed through alchemical decomposition.
This setting sounds a little bit of a joke, but it is indeed the core principle followed by ancient alchemy.
And this principle, if replaced by a scientific concept, is actually the law of conservation of mass.
The process of using alchemy is equivalent to the transformation of matter in an isolated system. The matter does not disappear or produce, but is transformed from one substance to another, while the total mass remains unchanged.
But in fact, just like the condition of mass conservation, the principle of equivalent exchange is only an ideal concept.
In the ancient alchemy, it is impossible for the material to be without loss, including the formation of the formation and the input of magic power, which are actually part of the loss.
However, the emergence of the Philosopher's Stone broke this principle.
It made the ancient alchemy, which was originally a complicated skill, suddenly become extremely simple. As long as it is what the heart thinks, any substance can be transformed at will, without any consideration of conservation issues.
For example, converting stones of the same weight into gold of the same mass... It seems that the mass is conserved, but what if there is almost no input of magic power and no loss at all in this process?
Turning stones into gold, making elixirs of life, refining any substance as you like... As long as you have this red stone, you don't even need to have too high alchemy attainments, you can do all of the above.
Of course, Harry has also considered the various abnormalities of the Philosopher's Stone, and he also knows that every time the Philosopher's Stone participates in refining, it must consume something as energy.
After all... a perpetual motion machine of the first kind cannot exist.
Including that he actually knows now that Rowena was so angry because she felt that Nicole Flamel was guiding Harry to find new energy for the Sorcerer's Stone, but she didn't want Harry to follow the other's old path .
But for Harry, Nicole Flamel is always a teacher worthy of his trust. Whether it is the other party's unreserved dedication or his own character, Harry feels that Nicole Flamel is definitely worth using. 'Great' to describe.
Therefore, the reason why the teacher asked me to come to Armenia to explore the pilgrimage road is definitely not as simple as Rowena thought!
It's just that Harry doesn't need to argue with Rowena now. This wise witch has always insisted that the church and others are not orthodox wizards. In addition, she is now in a rage, and now arguing may only be counterproductive.
But no matter what, he must complete the trip according to the teacher's request!
After leaving the valley, Harry turned to another ecclesiastical place, Etchmiazin Cathedral.
The church and the Zvartnots monument where it is located also have a long history, simple shapes, and have undergone continuous expansion for more than a dozen centuries, representing a bunch of titles such as Armenian architectural aesthetics and religious history.
But after walking around here, Harry also found nothing.
During this period, he also met some... I don't know if they should be called monks or priests. Anyway, among those people, Harry noticed the existence of a few wizards.
I don't know how the fat monk would feel if he saw such a scene~
Harry didn't stay here for too long, and quickly chose the last place of the trip, which was also the farthest place from here.
Considering that he was taking the so-called pilgrimage route, Harry was not in a hurry at all, and just took advantage of the Easter holiday to hike in this strange country... Well, it’s not really a long journey, after all, it’s only 100 kilometers away.
It's only two days since he wandered around. He would try his luck if he encountered a church on the way. Accidentally crossed half of the border vertically~
The Haghpat Abbey complex, Harry's final destination, seems to have many church legends in this place, but that's not what Harry came to explore.
However, just as he confirmed that he had found nothing this trip and was about to use the portkey to go home, he suddenly remembered that this complex seemed to contain another monastery.
Sanahin Monastery, built on a nearby hillside, is small in scale and is said to have been built on a church ruin around the fourth century AD.
Anyway, it's here, so let's go and see it.
Compared with the huge building complex before, this monastery looked deserted, and the small church was hardly visited. Even though he was wearing the cloak of invisibility, Harry could clearly hear the echo of the soles of his shoes falling on the stone road.
Before he knew it, he had arrived at the center of the monastery, an empty chapel.
There were many murals carved on the surrounding walls. Harry couldn't tell what the story was, and the only thing he knew was the huge cross in the middle of the room.
The sunlight slanted into the window lattice, and the shadow cast by the cross shrouded Harry, making him feel a little depressed.
"Um...that's it?"
But at this moment, he suddenly saw that in the center of the shadow of the cross, there seemed to be a circle of extremely faint imprints, like artificially drawn coils.
"Is it formed into a formation... No! This is not carved on the stone slab, but underground!"
Harry quickly realized that the imprint he saw was not something that actually existed on the stone slab of the chapel, but a projection emitted by the magic power below in a special way!
Click!
Suddenly, the stone slab in front of Harry shattered inch by inch, and a blinding red light burst out from the ground in an instant!
The blood-colored light gradually converged in front of Harry to form a huge circle and hexagon nested pattern, in which there were many other complicated patterns, and in the center of the pattern was formed by A combination of ellipses and circles looks like a strange eye.
A small bag bulged in Harry's pocket, and the Philosopher's Stone flew out of the pocket slowly due to inexplicable traction, and finally landed in the center of the entire formation.
Suddenly, that eye seemed to open suddenly!
At the same time, all the blood-like rays of light rushed towards the magic stone in the center of the refining formation, and poured into it continuously!
Harry's eyes were flushed red, and he seemed to see something extremely distorted in that ray of light, and while the surroundings were clearly silent, he felt that his ears seemed to be filled with shrill screams.
Although there are only a few sounds, they are extremely clear...
At the same time, an inexplicable sense of apology rose again in his heart... just like every time he used the Philosopher's Stone for refining.
Soon, everything returned to calm.
All the blood color disappeared, and the strange formation diagram also disappeared, and the magic stone lay quietly on the ground...
Had it not been for the rubble and wreckage surrounding him, Harry would have felt as though nothing had happened just now.