Fall, endless fall!

For the first time, Lockhart was so close to the death he had described countless times in the book, and the direct contact of his spiritual power made him go beyond the appearance of cruelty and evil and go straight to the essence, just like when Mu Yan used his spiritual power to peep into the mystery of life, the essence of death went straight into his mind along his spiritual power!

Death, death over and over again...... Die over and over again in dead silence and darkness!

No resistance!

Pain and fear erupted like a volcano from the bottom of his heart, and it never calmed down!

Not everyone has the strong spiritual strength and perseverance of Mu Yan, and they still insist on themselves in the face of the lofty rules that are almost the essence of the world.

Lockhart collapsed at the first moment, and was swept into endless ruin without resistance.

Fortunately, the talent of "Dark Enlightenment", which Mu Yan has not yet understood, is still much worse than the legendary items like the Philosopher's Stone, and it will not pose a threat to Lockhart's life.

What he felt was like a dream, a nightmare of infinite reincarnation, a nightmare of being killed over and over again, a nightmare of only death!

In it, he would feel the pain and fear over and over again with the clearest consciousness until he ...... Wake up!

Ahh!!hhhhh

Lockhart let out a sudden scream and jerked straight from his floppy backrest.

Large drops of cold sweat slid down its cheeks, mingling with saliva that spilled from the corners of its mouth without hesitation, wetting the table like rain.

Two hands gripped the handrail, and the muscles were exposed!

He opened his mouth wide and gasped for air, his tired eyelids trembling slightly, and his pupils, which had completely lost focus, were slowly focusing.

The world in front of me gradually became clear......

Dim lighting, piles of letters, a messy study, and...... A familiar back?

A familiar black gradually became clear in his eyes, and the world in his dream seemed to appear in front of him again......

Ahh!!hhhhh

Lockhart let out a pig-killing scream again, huddled on the stool with his legs held like a cowardly child, and only dared to show a pair of frightened eyes, staring in the direction of Mu Yan.

Mu Yan turned his head and looked at Lockhart, who was trembling and had almost lost his mind with fright, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He didn't expect that his talent would have such an impact on Lockhart, and he actually scared a 32-year-old wizard to collapse!

That's not a good thing!

Mu Yan frowned, turned his head, and arranged something in his hand in an orderly manner.

"Would you like a cup of hot cocoa, Professor Lockhart?"

“.…..”

Lockhart didn't speak, and Mu Yan didn't seem to have any intention of listening to him, waving his hand slightly, and a small coffee cup slowly flew to the table in front of him.

"Drink a little, I heard that it can effectively reduce stress, relieve fatigue, and improve concentration!"

Mu Yan himself also carried a small cup, Shi Shiran walked to the chair opposite Lockhart and sat down, and swept the hemp rope that had been cut before to the ground.

"I think we need to talk......" He took a sip of hot cocoa, and the rich aroma of milk and cocoa instantly filled his nose, and a warm current rushed to his mind from the bottom of his heart, and the pain caused by Lockhart's fuss in his mind seemed to subside a lot.

"There seems to be some misunderstanding between us just now, if ......"

"Who the hell are you!" Before Mu Yan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lockhart's hoarse voice with fear.

Mu Yan stopped talking, looked up at the frightened eyes that appeared from his knees, paused, and gently put down the cup.

"Aren't I the genius student you took the most intelligent, Mu Yan?" He had a smile on his face and stared at Lockhart harmlessly, as if he wanted to make himself look kinder.

"No, no......" Lockhart shook his head excitedly, "You can't be a second-year magic apprentice, no way!" Such a huge amount of spiritual power, such a delicate spiritual power control, and ...... You have such a deep knowledge of the dark arts! You can't fool me, you can't fool me! Who are you? Who is ......?"

Lockhart muttered nervously, in his opinion, the surging elaboration of death contained in Mu Yan's talent of "Dark Enlightenment" can only reach that point by contacting death countless times and studying death!

And magic like this is a forbidden area in the dark arts!

Alas.

Mu Yan sighed, not ready to continue answering, he knew that Lockhart was really frightened this time, and now his whole spirit was on the verge of collapse, if he couldn't stabilize him, he wouldn't listen to anything.

Gently pulling out his wand, Mu Yan stood up and looked at Lockhart condescendingly, as if looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

"What are you going to do...... What are you doing! Lockhart began to scramble around his wand for his wand.

But how could he find it, Mu Yan, who had learned a lesson, had already received all the magic items on his body into his pocket.

"Are you looking for this?"

Mu Yan took out a purple wand from his waist bag and stretched it out in front of Lockhart without hesitation.

Seeing what he was looking forward to appear in front of him, Lockhart looked overjoyed and reached out to grab his wand.

But as his gaze moved up to see the wand in his hands, the trembling hands slowed down, and finally stopped completely in front of the wand.

"Take it, it's your stuff, why don't you take it?" Mu Yan's voice was faint, and his eyes were as cold as iron when he looked at Lockhart.

Lockhart's hand trembled at the tip of his purple wand, and countless thoughts flashed through his frightened eyes, but finally he let out a cry of pain, withdrew his hand, and held his head and sobbed softly.

He had completely lost the courage to make a move against Mu Yan.

With a cold snort, Mu Yan threw Lockhart's wand directly at him.

"Leave what I want, and I won't embarrass you anymore!"

“.…..”

Lockhart didn't speak, and didn't even dare to raise his head, as if he was afraid of coming into contact with Mu Yan's cold eyes and returning to the world full of death again.

And Mu Yan didn't say anything more, he looked at him coldly after saying this, and the office was quiet again.

“…… You...... What do you want? After a long silence, Lockhart finally spoke again, his voice hoarse like that of a desert traveler who had not drunk water for days and nights.

"Memory! All your memories about brain domain research! Mu Yan said lightly, "Including all the use and techniques of memory magic!" ”

He removed the steaming coffee cup from Lockhart and pulled out several hexagonal prismatic crystal bottles and placed them in front of him.

Lockhart's eyes stared at the bottles arranged in a row in front of him, and he knew very well the purpose of this crystal bottle in the field of brain research—it was a container used to store the memory images extracted by special magic!

The preserved memories can be viewed in the meditation basin as if they were experienced in person.

“…… Just for this? Lockhart suddenly opened his mouth with a crying and laughing, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated at this moment.

"That's all there is to it." Mu Yan nodded affirmatively.

“.…..” Lockhart opened his mouth to say something but didn't say it, stunned for a moment, and finally buried his head in his knees and laughed miserably.

Just for this little thing, I was subjected to such mental devastation?!

A nameless anger rose in Lockhart's heart, although the study of the brain domain was precious to him, if he was asked to choose to exchange for torture like that just now, he would definitely agree without saying a word.

For Lockhart more than knowledge, he yearns for a comfortable life that has attracted much attention, and studying these things is just to make it easier to sneak into other people's minds, steal new story themes, and get more attention.

Compared to this kind of life, this knowledge is a fart!

However, in this office today, for these things that are not worth mentioning in his eyes, he actually suffered such torture!

He looked at Mu Yan with blank eyes, and the anger in his heart was quickly extinguished by the cold gaze, and only full of helplessness was left in the ashes.

Shaking his head and laughing self-deprecatingly, he gripped the wand on the stool in resignation, mechanically picked up a hexagonal bottle, and pressed it to his temple.

Another cold touch touched the center of his brow.

Lockhart shuddered, and didn't dare to move.

"I'll oversee you." Mu Yan said, and a spiritual force followed the wand into Lockhart's mind.

Speaking of which, I would like to thank Lockhart for his inexhaustible efforts to demonstrate various skills in front of Mu Yan, and point out that Mu Yan had encountered many difficulties in memory magic before.

Otherwise, even if he knew that Lockhart no longer had the courage to deal with him, he would not just enter the other party's brain domain.

Smack...... Smack......

A crisp sound continued to sound on the tabletop, and the eighteen crystal bottles were gradually filled with translucent liquid that shone with a slight blue light.

These are all of Lockhart's memories of brain domain research and memory magic.

As long as these liquids are dropped into the meditation basin and the spiritual power is probed, you can review the scene over and over again, and the effect, Mu Yan has felt, is comparable to a 4D movie.

Putting down the last hexagonal crystal bottle, Lockhart lay on the backrest and gasped slightly.

Continuous extraction of memories is very heavy on the brain, and in severe cases, it may cause irreversible damage to the brain.

But in these eighteen draws, Lockhart had no intention of stopping at all, and Mu Yan did not make any moves to stop him.

He knew that this was one of Lockhart's attitudes, extracting memories at breakneck speed, to show that he was not doing anything with his memory.

Regardless of the damage, he drew eighteen times in a row, telling Mu Yan that he should pay this time, and he has paid what he shouldn't pay, and from then on, the two of them will be cleared.

Of course, Mu Yan also had such a plan, he marked the eighteen bottles in turn, quickly put them away, and then stopped looking at Lockhart, turned around and walked out of the room directly.

From now on, all the relationships between the two of them have been flattened, not even the teacher-student relationship, and it may be more appropriate to describe it as a familiar stranger in the future.