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He looked at Wang Yong with a solemn expression, but fortunately restrained his bad habit of taking thoughts and reading other people's thoughts.

Wang Yong waved his wand, and the silver shield disappeared from the air without a trace, the silver shield was still too heavy, too heavy for his twelve-year-old physique, even if his adult physique used the silver shield to fight, Wang Yong only used it as a protective wall this time, instead of using the silver shield to fight freely like Voldemort who had undergone body transformation.

He shrugged slightly: "Headmaster, Professor Snape seems to have used two unforgivable spells in a row, and I wonder if Azkaban is willing to accept a professor from Hogwarts." ”

Dumbledore suspended Snape's stiff body, sighed slightly, and said, "Yong, it was just a duel, wasn't it?" ”

There was a pleading tinge in his eyes.

Wang Yong smiled: "Headmaster, it was indeed just an uncontrollable duel just now. ”

gave the opponent the stairs down, and the duel ended hastily.

Dumbledore looked at Wang Yong's figure surrounded by everyone, and couldn't help but feel a sense of oppression. Is Voldemort so strong at this age? The answer, of course, is far from it. Dumbledore seemed to think that this child might be able to surpass him in a few years, far more powerful than the Dark Lord who was not under his control.

"Let's hope he's on our side." Dumbledore said to himself, after all, judging from Wang Yong's words and deeds, he is not a person who abandons everything for power.

Professor McGonagall didn't know when she stood next to Dumbledore, looking at Wang Yong's distant figure: "Headmaster? ”

"Nothing, let's see what happened to Snape." Dumbledore no longer dared to use the Dementor on anyone else. Occlumency is a spell that requires a lot of willpower and concentration, and only a few people in the wizarding world can master it.

One of the important reasons why Dumbledore manipulated people's minds so exquisitely was that other people's brains were like a book to read with him, and there were no secrets to him about the memories of the past and the thoughts of the present.

The same goes for the Dark Lord, who is also a master of manipulating people's hearts.

Snape just glanced at Wang Yong, and was hit by such a violent impact, what was in Wang Yong's brain? Or is his mental power too strong?

The Hogwarts classmates surrounded Wang Yong in the middle, looking at him with awe and adoration in their eyes.

It was so powerful that Snape even used the Unforgivable Curse, but he was helpless against Wang Yong, and was even knocked down by Wang Yong, and for a while, Wang Yong's prestige reached a new height.

Of course, he didn't want to use his prestige to do anything.

Wang Yong was holding the snow with one hand, and Susan was happily holding the other hand. The brain is communicating with Xiao Yi.

Wang Yong has been researching the sheepskins obtained in the dance and dance world through some means, including some of his own methods in the magic world.

He just wanted to compete with Snape for mental power, and he had almost no possibility of failure in this regard, but he didn't expect it to inspire some other effects.

"Just now?"

Xiao Yi replied slowly, "When he entered your sea of knowledge, he was counterattacked by the ability of the sheepskin I absorbed. ”

"Do you mean the endless sea of corpses and blood?"

"The horror and shock of the endless death and carnage is great."

Wang Yong remembered that Snape had lost consciousness in an instant, and smiled: "I grew up in a peaceful era, and I really have no concept of slaughter and death. ”

"Sooner or later, and don't think you're repulsed by that." Xiao Yi said.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Wang Yong's mouth: "Of course." ”

When a person gains the ability to completely override others, the lives of others gradually become insignificant.

……

Winters in Scotland are always so long, but this winter day makes Wang Yong deeply fascinated, probably because the Ravenclaw fireplace is too warm.

He stood on the astronomical tower of the school, looking at the canyons, mountains, and black lakes in the distance, and was speechless for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

By this time, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the whole of Hogwarts was gradually disappearing into great darkness. The stars slowly twinkled sparsely in the night sky, making it even more cold in the night.

Wang Yong was wearing a cloak, standing like a sculpture in this cold night, motionless, his eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, and as if he was just looking at his own heart.

Suddenly, under the sparse starry sky, Wang Yong's thin shadow suddenly distorted, and then—

A loud eagle chirped over the Astronomical Tower at Hogwarts.

Wang Yong turned into an eagle.

As long as he opened his wings, he would hover, and the cold moon would rise towards the night sky, Wang Yong spread his wings and hovered over Hogwarts, watching the castle get smaller and smaller, watching the Quidditch pitch gradually turn into a small square, and watching the black lake on the ground become a mirror reflecting a dark light......

After turning into an eagle, Wang Yong found that his thinking became slower, more substantial, more pure, and more like an animal, just blindly rising and circling. This made him feel a kind of eternity, a kind of coldness.

He rose higher and higher, towards the crescent moon in the sky, he passed through the thin gray light clouds in the sky, he finally felt a hint of coldness in the sky, but the air around him gradually became calmer, he spread his wings, did nothing, kept rising, he was still rising, circling, the sky was getting deeper and deeper, but he was not tired at all.

Although the eagle's eyesight was excellent, Hogwarts on the ground was finally gone.

He was still rising, and he saw a brighter moonlight on the clouds, reflecting even the clouds in the upper layers into a silver glow. The sky no longer seemed to be that blue, and he gradually turned a deep black......

Suddenly, he finally felt a trace of coldness in his body, looking at the infinite dark space in the distance, the crescent moon, or the few stars are infinitely far away from him, looking at the dark space, getting closer and closer, silently above his head, Wang Yong suddenly felt great panic.

He gathered his wings and plunged rapidly to the earth.

Yet he fell very slowly, slowly, and in an unconscious he seemed to fly far higher than he had imagined.

Fall.

Fall.

At last, he seemed to see the earth, its dotted lights, and its dark and silent mountains.

What about Hogwarts?

Wang Yong was searching, and with that faint sense of direction, he glided over the mountains and finally saw the castle of Hogwarts.

He chirped loudly and flew towards the little light.

He had never been so obsessed with the little orange light, and he had never been so obsessed with the earth under his feet.

Finally, when he flew over the Astronomical Tower, he found a little girl, wearing a thick yellow cloak, standing there stunned, as if waiting for someone.

Wang Yong hesitated for a moment and flew towards the girl.

Steady on her deep arm.

He felt himself be touched hard.

"The feathers are good, and they fly out on such a cold day. It makes people unable to sleep in the middle of the night. She put her arms around the eagle and buried her face beside her wings.

Wang Yong felt as if his feathers were a little wet.

"I dreamed that you flew into space, got lost, and never came back...... Woo......"