Chapter 232 Provoking a Conflict Between the Magician and Hogwarts!

"nausea!"

Smaug's roar echoed through the space of consciousness.

"The cruelty and perversion of wizards in this world is an eye-opener for the dragon!"

"Even those damn dwarves couldn't do such a thing!"

"Bah! It's disgusting! It's so disgusting!"

Although Smaug is far from being called just, and can even be called evil, as the last real dragon in Middle-earth, he actually longs for his own kind, and he naturally feels uncomfortable with this kind of cannibalism.

What's more, although it doesn't mind killing, it really has no interest in torture, and it doesn't think it can get pleasure from torturing other creatures. As a dragon born with powerful power, the witch's behavior is unscrupulous in pursuit of power. It was really incomprehensible and dismissive to Smaug.

"I probably know how to find her weakness and hypnotize her."

Smaug no longer looked at the light curtain recording the witch's diary.

Tang Sen released it from the conscious space, and it stood in front of the little girl again.

An invisible fluctuation of mental power once again enveloped the little girl. This time, the little girl suddenly trembled, and then looked at Smaug with visible horror.

The next moment, the bodies of Smaug and the little girl fell into stillness at the same time.

Tang Sen had no ability to participate in the mental confrontation. He randomly found a witch research material from the box, and then found a flat stone to wait.

I don't know how long it took, but the little girl's body suddenly started to tremble slightly.

Then suddenly his body softened and he fell to the ground unconscious.

At this time, Smaug's golden eyes regained their luster. Rarely, Smaug's expression seemed a little absent-minded. He glanced at the little girl again, and then turned to look at Tang Sen.

"I have never seen such a simple and weird mental body. In her opinion, death is the best destination, whether for herself or others."

"So, did you succeed?"

Smaug lowered his neck and said: "No. I can easily plant psychological hints in her, but it may be difficult to change her concept of death."

It said slowly: "She now thinks that she is still under the control of the witch. Once she finds out that the witch is already dead, I can be sure that she will self-destruct without hesitation. I mean, self-destruct at any cost." "

"This self-destructive tendency is too ingrained."

Tang Sen nodded. After reading the witch's diary, he had already understood the little girl's situation.

"So, there is no way to use psychological suggestion to make her temporarily forget the memory of the tower and safely spend the preparation time I need?"

Smaug hesitated.

"Yes, but I'm afraid it will take more time to deepen the degree of hypnosis bit by bit. Of course, this may only make her forget the memory of the tower and resist suicide, but it will not completely change her cognition. .”

It hesitated, "I mean, the knowledge of death."

Tang Sen glanced at the little girl who was unconscious on the ground.

"So, even if she exerts psychological suggestion, she will still treat other people the same way she treated me on the tower."

"She would not hesitate to kill me because that, to her, would be helping me."

Smaug was silent for a moment: "Yes, Master."

"This is an instinct composed of countless deceptions and despair, just like wanting to eat when you are hungry. With my current ability, I cannot change the instinct of a living being."

Tang Sen stared at Smaug, looking at the other person's expression, and saw something strange in it.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Smaug, I didn't expect you to have compassion."

Smaug suddenly jumped up, his golden eyes widening.

"I-no, of course not!"

"I am the great Smaug! The controller of the Lonely Mountain! I have killed countless times more creatures than that disgusting witch!"

It spread its wings and roared: "Humans are just ants to me!"

He quickly explained: "It may be the first time for me to communicate with the mental bodies of other living beings. I mean, I will inevitably be affected by it."

"Maybe." Tang Sen and Smaug looked at each other and said calmly: "It doesn't matter even if you pity her. I just want to remind you that her end is doomed."

"Even if I give up the Obscurus in her body, she will die in less than two years. This process is irreversible. I can't save her, and there is no reason to save her."

"She was born as a weapon, and I have no doubt that if I put her alone in a crowd, she would try her best to kill everyone she saw - out of pure of goodwill.”

On the outskirts of London, in another secluded single-family villa.

A long table was placed in the center of the dark room, and a giant snake swam on it.

The noseless Mr. Dark Lord stared sullenly at the three Death Eaters standing behind the long table.

"Invalid spell? Dragon transformation?"

He gently tapped the table with the wand in his hand: "Is this the information you brought back?"

"Do you want to hear what the hell you're talking about?"

"Master!" Several Death Eaters trembled: "But this is indeed what we saw with our own eyes. Those Aurors had nothing to do with the magician. He was just one person, but he suppressed thousands of people present. A wizard, no one dares to resist."

Voldemort slowly stood up and walked to a Death Eater.

He used his wand to lift the other person's chin, and looked into the other person's eyes with cold eyes.

"I am the person who knows magic best in the world." He said: "So, you want to try to convince me that there is a wizard who can transform into magical animals, with a wingspan of hundreds of meters, and a breath that can kill thousands of people. The wizard's dragon——"

"Come, tell me, does such a creature exist in this world?"

"No, it doesn't exist." The Death Eater shook his head reflexively, and then shook his head quickly, "No, no, no, no, it does exist. Master, I really saw it with my own eyes. You can go to Stonehenge. There are still There are traces."

"No need to go to such trouble." Voldemort raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's Tianling Cap.

"Legilimency!"

The Death Eater trembled, and the memories in his mind were violently inserted by foreign will.

The scenes I saw today were uncontrollable, pouring out of my mind like running water.

Aurors' warning voices echoed across the vast plains.

There was a long line in front of the Goblin counter.

The magician stood on the top of the boulder, unscathed by the colorful magic light.

The dragon soared into the sky, its sharp claws piercing the Auror's chest.

Then came the raging fire!

Until the end, the magician issued a verdict and gave the magic world a final ultimatum.

Voldemort looked at this scene with an increasingly ugly look on his face.

This was not the first time he knew about the existence of the magician. In fact, a month ago, when the other party killed his subordinate Lucius Malfoy in his hiding place, Voldemort had already begun to pay attention to this outsider. By.

But he still needs to stay dormant, he needs to get all the pure-blood families to stand in his camp, he needs to win the cooperation of giants and more other races, and most importantly, he needs to find a way to get rid of Harry Potter so that he can Being able to cut off the hopes of other wizards regarding that prophecy proves that he has defeated that prophecy.

He didn't want to reveal the fact that he had been resurrected so quickly.

So he shifted his position and moved to where he is now.

He originally wanted to take revenge on the magician later, but he did not expect that the opponent's rise was so fast that it was beyond imagination. According to what he saw at this gathering at Stonehenge, I am afraid that the opponent will soon pull out an extremely large army. followers.

He didn't expect——

The strength displayed by the magician was actually exactly as described by his subordinates.

Is it possible to transform into such a huge dragon?

Voldemort kept recalling all the knowledge he had studied related to transfiguration, but he was certain that this was absolutely impossible.

With a gloomy expression, he let go of the Death Eater's Heavenly Spirit Cap, and the Death Eater suddenly broke out in cold sweat and panted violently. He said in a panic, "Master, you saw it too. What I said is true!"

"That's right." Voldemort said in a hoarse voice, "I did see it."

He walked slowly back to his seat, then turned around abruptly and pointed his wand at the Death Eater.

"I don't need you to remind me!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green curse light engulfed the Death Eater's body, his pupils turned gray in an instant, and his body fell to the ground as stiff as a stone.

Everyone else present suddenly shuddered, and only one Death Eater let out a shrill laugh of pleasure.

It was a woman with messy hair, pale skin, thick dark circles under her eyes, and her whole person exuded a crazy and bloodthirsty aura.

This is Bellatrix Lestrange, one of the most loyal Death Eaters rescued from Azkaban by Voldemort.

As if part of the anger was vented by the killing, Voldemort's expression finally calmed down. He sat back on his stool, caressed the python's head on the table, and looked at the others.

"It seems we need to start paying attention to this outsider named Magician." He looked around and said, "How do you think we should deal with it?"

"Leave it to me." Bella stared at Voldemort with fanatical eyes and said sharply: "I will find him, torture him with the most cruel means, and then bring him to the master."

Voldemort shook his head and looked at the others.

"The Magician is a threat." A Death Eater said: "His purpose is obviously to unify the magic world. Obviously, he has won the support of those damn Mudbloods."

"Yes, he will be an obstacle to us." Another Death Eater agreed: "Maybe we can announce the master's return to the magical world. Once those mudbloods hear the news, they will be so scared that they wet their pants. "

"No, we don't need to stand on the table." A Death Eater who looked obviously more rational said: "Both the magicians and the Ministry of Magic are our enemies. Since they are already hostile to each other, we can totally Wait until they both lose.”

"When the time comes, we will directly kill the magicians, occupy the Ministry of Magic, and take control of the British wizarding world in one fell swoop."

Voldemort knocked on the table and said: "The Ministry of Magic is not the key, the key is to capture Hogwarts."

"Then provoke a conflict between the magician and Hogwarts!" The Death Eater waved his arms and said, "Just in time, let Dumbledore try the magician's strength. No matter which side loses, we can win." Take advantage of the opportunity and take action!”

"Do you think the great master needs to rely on this method?" Bella stood up angrily and pointed her wand at the wizard.

The wizard was suddenly frightened and looked at Voldemort.

Fortunately, Voldemort was not angry. Instead, he nodded appreciatively and said, "Your plan is very good. Although I am indeed the strongest wizard in the magic world, I still have to be cautious to prevent Dumbledore and magic from doing so." It’s in my interest to fight as a division.”

“The key is, how do we do this?”

"Dumbledore is not that easy to manipulate." Bella sneered.

"Obviously, neither is a magician." A Death Eater who went to Stonehenge and saw the magician with his own eyes said: "I have no doubt that no one can control the magician's mind. Of course, I mean except for the great master. outside."

The room fell into silence.

Suddenly, a Death Eater said cautiously: "Master, I think of someone."

"The Potions Professor at Hogwarts."

"Severus?" Voldemort's pale face moved, "Although he did come to see me after I was resurrected, I still have no way of confirming that during so many years at Hogwarts, he Are you still as loyal to me as before?"

"I think this is a good opportunity to verify." The Death Eater said: "If he can provoke a dispute between the magician and Dumbledore, it means that he is still on the master's side."

"That makes sense."

Voldemort thought for a while and said: "We cannot enter Hogwarts for the time being, and we need someone to contact Severus."

"I remember Mrs. Malfoy being close to him. Wait, Malfoy is dead."

"I'll go." Bella volunteered again and said, "I will verify Snape's loyalty. If he has any other thoughts, I will bring his body back!"

"Abrupt contact can easily attract Dumbledore's attention." The Death Eater said, "Snape is a professor at Hogwarts. He will almost never leave Hogwarts without a special reason."

"If Dumbledore discovers our plan, he will be on guard."

Voldemort nodded: "We need more subtle methods."

"I know a professor at Hogwarts who leaves the castle every day."

"Professor of Divination - the one who last threatened that his master had returned and predicted that we would raid Azkaban." The Death Eater said, "He goes to the Leaky Cauldron for three meals a day."

Voldemort's eyes narrowed.

"Oh that prophet."

"I almost forgot about him because of Malfoy. Is he on the magician's side now?"

"Go, find him, and bring him to me."

The bad news is that I fell while learning to skateboard, which was a bit serious.

The good news is that my hand is fine, so I won't be able to ask for leave.