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Before the shape is clear, temporarily attaching himself to the strong and maintaining a balance that can be broken at any time is his main strategy now. What's more important is that his understanding of the world is too shallow. Outside of Hogwarts House, he knew so little else. He was an arcanist, not a warrior who simply needed to obey orders.

"Zhang Liang, you're not there." A voice sounded outside the door, and to Chen Ping's surprise, he didn't even notice the other party's arrival.

"Harry, what's important for you to come at this time?" Chen Ping opened the door and welcomed him in, and the only person who could hide his perception was Harry's artifact cloak. (As a side note, it's not that Harry's cloak isn't really incomprehensible to magic, but that it has to be stared at with very powerful detection magic, and there must be no obstacles.) For example, if Harry is wearing a cloak outside the door, Chen Ping is indoors, and there is a wall in the middle, then even Chen Ping's perception will not be able to feel Harry. ）

"Well, I think something is wrong, and I discussed it with Hermione, and I think I'd better talk to you." Harry said with a stern face.

"Come in and sit down."

Chen Ping waved his wand, and two glasses of frozen pumpkin juice appeared on the table, which was a spell he had come up with after studying the teleportation circle on the table in the hall, as long as it was used within the academy, a temporary food teleportation array could be generated in a specific place.

Harry took off his cloak and wiped the sweat from his face, "Something is wrong, the last time we talked about Mr. Klaus, I asked Birch about Mr. Klaus's recent movements, but he said that Mr. Klaus is still on leave, and he often receives instructions from Mr. Klaus. ”

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth curled, I have to say that the children of the Wesley family are not outstanding figures, if it were him, how could he have come to visit once or twice if he had been on sick leave for such a long time. And then as long as it's not real paste or poop in that head, there's always something going on.

"I also felt that Mr. Claus had been ill for too long, so I exchanged views with one of my elders. According to his understanding of Klaus, Mr. Klaus is a very ambitious and powerful person, and such an important event as this Three Witches Cup, as long as he is still sane, he will come to see it. What made Birch to be the referee would not have been born to Mr. Krauss. ”

Chen Ping didn't know that the elder Harry was talking about was Sirius Black, but the smile on his face deepened, and he didn't speak, but motioned for Harry to continue.

"You know what? Mr. Krauss was once the head of the magical legal department, and he was on the front line of public opposition to Voldemort even when Voldemort's forces were at their peak. He was a powerful magician who advocated the use of violence against violence, and later, the ghouls captured his son, but do you know how he did it, he tried his son, and finally sent him to Azkeban! A year later, his son died, and his wife, who was also struck by it, died shortly after his son's death. In this way, Klaus got nothing, and he thought he would. ”

Harry took a sip and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Originally, he was going to be the Minister of Magic, but his son died, his wife was gone, the family became defiled, and his reputation declined. As soon as his son died, people began to sigh how such a good teenager could go astray. In this way, one came to the conclusion that his father did not care about him. As a result, Cornelius Fudge ascended to the throne and Klaus was kicked into the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation. ”

"I think I get the news, the news from Luna is very close to what you said. From the information we have received, we can preliminarily conclude that Mr. Krauss may have been imprisoned or charged. I think we should talk to Dean Dumbledore in the near future, and what we don't have is evidence to get our hands on. Still, I have a solution. ”

Chen Ping pondered for a moment, nodded and said:

"Put this aside for a moment and tell me more about your story, about you and that person."

"That man, you mean Voldemort?" Harry asked.

"Harry, didn't anyone warn you? Don't just mention that person's name. Chen Ping seemed to think of something, and suddenly said in a solemn voice.

"What's wrong, someone did warn me, but I don't understand why?" Harry was taken aback, and replied with some nonchalant.

"Hmph, what did you teach in your previous Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, and didn't anyone teach you these important taboos?" Chen Ping spat out dissatisfied.

Looking helplessly at Harry's blank expression, Chen Ping explained, "For a wizard, there are three things that have special magical powers, you know? First, the wizard's personal belongings, including blood, hair, recently worn clothes, etc., the second is the wizard's name, and the third is the wizard's birthday, which we Chinese call the birthday eight characters. If your enemy is a powerful enough wizard, then any or more of these three things are in their hands, and he can cast curses on you, track your whereabouts, or even cast spells to kill you. ”

"Are you telling the truth?" Harry was surprised.

"Well, for example, blood is a powerful medium for spellcasting, especially the blood of enemies, if I am your enemy and I have your blood on my hands, I can curse you directly from a distance of several kilometers. Or use it to make magic potions, weapons, and more that are deadly to you. The sorcerer's birthday is a medium to cast soul positioning spells, in ancient China, a god named 6 Press, put his opponent, another god named Zhao Gongming's birthday eight characters into the straw man, and then spent seven days to release a powerful curse spell, binding the opponent's soul to the straw man, and finally killed his opponent with an arrow to the grass man. Of course, this spell is out of our reach, but the power of magic knows no bounds, so never let your opponent fully understand you. ”

"And what about the name?" Harry asked nervously.

"A powerful wizard's name is also magical, according to the level of his magic, he can detect those who say his name, the more powerful the magic, the more content he can perceive, a wizard with powerful magic can directly determine your location after you pronounce his name, and then directly descend his projection or doppelganger near you to hunt you down. So, don't just say the name of your enemy without being prepared. Chen Ping said.

Not everyone dares to be like Chen Ping, who is "Mistra below", in the area under the jurisdiction of the gods of Torrell, those who dare to do this and will do so, except for those guys who are also the incarnations of gods, I am afraid that it is Chen Ping, an outlier.

"But don't be too nervous."

Seeing that Harry was scared enough, Chen Ping also smiled and said: "To cast this kind of magic, not only the wizard itself must have enough strength, but the consumption of magic power is also considerable. ”

"Resist, how to resist the law?" Harry's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something important.

"Once this kind of spell starts to run, the recipient will be aware of it, and then you can use some corresponding spells to counter, so if we wizards show symptoms such as restlessness and headache and brain fever, we must not take it lightly, this is likely that a wizard who is hostile to you is starting to cast a spell." Chen Ping explained lightly, "As for how to counteract, there are many methods, but the principle is similar, roughly just find out the opponent's spell casting tool, location, and strike it." ”

Chen Ping didn't know how much his words touched Harry, but he clearly saw that after listening to him briefly say some basic knowledge about tracking and curse spells, Harry's expression changed significantly.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Chen Ping saw Harry's strange appearance and stopped. He had only a vague memory of the original, which determined that he could not know everything like a prophet. His knowledge and experience came more from his more than 1,000 years of experience in the world of Torreel, and from the teachings of his teacher, Iorim.

"It's nothing, I've been a little uncomfortable for the past two days, and the scar on my head is starting to hurt again." Harry reached out and touched the lightning-like scar on his forehead, frowning.

"How about I see?" Chen Ping had heard the story of the scar on his head, and he couldn't help but be a little curious.

He reached out and brushed Harry's head away, pressing his finger lightly against Harry's scar, his eyes glittering with silver.

"Phew"

As if struck by lightning, the chair Chen Ping was sitting on suddenly fell apart, he snorted, and the nosebleed was like two small red snakes, flowing out of his nostrils.

"Mistra is down, this is a soul shock!" Chen Ping cursed in his heart.

He tapped his nose with his wand to stop the bleeding, and there was a faint scorch mark on the finger of his left hand.

"Zhang Liang, what's wrong?" Harry saw Chen Ping humming and getting up from the ground, his face was different from the calm on weekdays, this time Chen Ping's expression was rare and stern.

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