The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

"Is it about that person?"

This time it was Shaw's turn to be silent.

For this helpless poor man who disguises himself as indifference and meanness.

Xiao Er has mixed feelings about it, and he doesn't really want to deceive the other party with nonsense.

Snape was an extremely intelligent person, seeing Shaw's expression, his empty eyes could not help shrinking suddenly.

But he stopped talking nonsense, waved his black robe, turned around and walked towards his medicine cabinet.

Take out more than a dozen potions including veritaserum, love potion, etc., and some herbal liquids from an encrypted secret compartment.

Back on the operating table, it is just a lot of tinkering, all kinds of precise deployment, smooth movements, elegant like a superb bartender.

Soon, a bottle of soul-stirring potion with the color of imperial green was quickly prepared.

Snape packed the potion quickly, not daring to let the smell of the potion evaporate.

Xiao Er, who has been watching silently, just took a small sip, his eyes were confused for a moment, and a picture of desire flashed in his heart.

Snape was indeed a master of potions.

Such a powerful and overbearing custom-made hallucinogen.

He squeezed the medicine bottle and handed it to Xiao Er carefully.

"Take it, I don't ask what you use it for, even if it's used for murder and arson, it doesn't matter, but don't be stupid!"

Xiao Er took the potion and wanted to assure and thank you one or two

But Snape turned around and walked towards the bedroom, still spitting out the venom in his black robe.

"You are a guy who will only cause me trouble, I don't want to see your annoying face again, get out of here!"

Xiao Er's gratitude that came to his lips was severely choked back.

He couldn't help laughing and slandered Old Tsundere, and walked out of the office excitedly.

Xiao Er quickly returned to the dormitory, and then took out several black magic books.

Carefully find all kinds of soul spells inside.

The three major unforgivables are unforgivable because they all act on the soul.

One annihilation, one torture, one control, extremely evil.

These three black arts are easy to learn, and there is no counter-spell, which is an important reason why they are unforgivable.

The soul has always been a profound and taboo subject in the magic world.

You can't find similar books anywhere.

Fortunately, the Blake family has a scholarly family and a long history of family education.

Xiao Erben has the puppetry that can control the soul, and what he is looking for now is another magic spell that can monitor the emotional fluctuations of the soul.

It would be even better if there is a magic spell like a Pensieve to watch memory directly from God's perspective.

After a long time, Xiao Er put away some black magic books helplessly.

It was not without gains, he found some indiscriminate spells like Fascination Curse, Fear Curse, Daydream Curse, Fantasy Curse, etc.

However, the effect did not satisfy Xiao Er.

Shore's plan is actually very simple and rough.

First of all, all kinds of Versailles in front of Tom, arouse the opponent's despair, and tear a seam in his psychological defense.

Then feed the medicine to let the other party fall into the psychedelic state of desire.

I enter into its deepest precious memory, or observe, or manipulate, anyway, whatever.

Finally, when Tom's soul was most vulnerable, he took advantage of the situation and took control in one fell swoop.

When Xiao Er must have thought for a while whether there was another way, he suddenly slapped his forehead.

"It's really dark under the lights! Use Legilimency to read!"

He has full-level Occlumency, but this skill has become instinctive.

So let him ignore it.

Ordinary Occlumency masters are also Legilimency masters, although they are not absolute, they are similar.

Xiao Er quickly walked out to the library, where the location of the Xuehai database opened up an independent closed space.

It was Professor McGonagall who specially approved Shaw's points plan after he knew about it, and he also strongly supported some of the not-very-dangerous banned books into the library.

There are no books related to Legilimency in his ring, and the definition of this skill is also very vague, neither black nor white, and it is very difficult to learn, but it is also a necessary skill for interrogating prisoners.

So it was just controlled magic like the illusion spell by the Ministry of Magic.

Xiao Er came to the side hall of the library, and swiped a special poker card on the door of the Xuehai database.

Click, the heavy stone door slowly opened.

That's right, it's a credit card.

This castle is "alive", and Professor McGonagall, as the vice-principal, personally "contacts" the recognition magic set.

After Shaw entered the database, he found that there was already someone here, and it was Percy.

At the moment, he was holding a profound book of spells, concentrating on the book with a straight posture, and didn't notice anyone coming in at all.

Xiao Er didn't bother, he went to an area and turned over.

After a while, two books on Legilimency were pulled out.

I didn't pick a place, just read it carefully while holding it.

Three hours passed in the blink of an eye, and it was almost curfew time.

A disciplined person like Percy would not stay out at night, so he naturally had to go back to the dormitory early.

When he was returning the books on the bookshelf, he naturally found Xiao Er who was leaning on the bookshelf to read.

After being dazed, he said excitedly.

"Ah, Chief, you are here too."

Xiao Er raised his head, and a threatening aggression flashed in his eyes.

Percy felt a gust of cold wind swept over his whole body, as if he had been seen inside and out.

Occlumency, which is not too proficient, is even more crazily running.

Percy looked at Shaw in horror.

Xiao Er blinked his eyes, and cut off the unskilled instigmatism.

Smiling apologetically at Percy, he raised the book in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I was too involved in reading this book just now, and I'm not yet proficient in this spell, so I used it subconsciously."

Percy felt the peeping disappear, though his head still ached a little.

But without looking at the book in Xiao Er's hand, he tried his best to force a smile and said,

"It's okay, I'm okay, the chief's magic is getting deeper and deeper."

Shaw smiled, and took out a bottle of palliative potion from the ring and handed it to Percy.

"Drink it, it will make you feel better."

Percy was not polite, and after thanking him, he went up to pick up the potion and drank it in one gulp.

This potion was indeed produced by Snape, Percy's brows relaxed quickly, and he was also interested in observing the title of the book in Shaw's hand.

His eyes couldn't help shrinking, but he quickly calmed down again.

I muttered in my heart to be more devout in the future.

Xiao Er put the books back on the bookshelf. He basically understood the principle of Legilimency, plus he had full-level Occlumency.

At this moment, Legilimency is directly level 2, which can be described as extremely fast.

But the effect was also very rough, and Percy was the victim just now.

Shaw took the lead and walked out, Percy followed closely, and the two chatted casually.

"Percy, how's Gryffindor doing?"

Chief, it's all very good, and now I don't need to keep an eye on it, even those juniors still don't want to follow the crowd and insist on using the knight ceremony. "

"It doesn't matter, based on my positioning of Gryffindor, they are indeed the charging knights of the throne. They define themselves very clearly."

"Yes, the chief is far-sighted and wise."

Hearing Percy's slightly awkward flattery, his expression was not fake at all, very pious and fanatical.

Shore felt that Percy could only improve on his ability to read minds.

It's hard to say that he will eventually become a person like Zhao Gao under his own hands.

It's not bad if you think about it, you really can't lack a subordinate who is sycophant, yearns for power but can't handle interpersonal relationships well.

Looking at Percy's slightly whitish and shabby school uniform, Shaw pondered for a moment, and took out a bag containing two hundred Galleons from his ring.

"Take it."

Percy's face flushed instantly when he heard the clattering sound of metal in the bag, and he said in embarrassment.

"Chief, I, I am not short of money, I..."

Shaw sighed, damned pride, and forced the bag into Percy's arms.

"You are my subordinate, and you need to be very decent. This is my reward for your recent hard work. If you have a surplus, you can also make up a precious Christmas gift for your younger brothers and sisters."

After Shaw finished speaking, he left without waiting for Percy's tangled expression to respond.

Percy's eyes changed from tangled to grateful.

Clutching the money bag tightly, he bowed deeply towards the place where Xiaoer left.

Chapter 117