Chapter 231: Drilling the Heart and Cutting the Bones (10,000 Words Big Chapter Asking for Subscription)
Classes β the library β conduct your own research.
With the end of his conversation with Dumbledore in the Headmaster's Office, Zuosi reverted to a very regular but boring life in the eyes of the other students.
After all, these children, who grow up in a peaceful environment and have almost no existential pressure or threat, seriously lack the motivation to learn, and are also unable to appreciate the joy of exploring the mysteries of magic.
In addition, the various assignments assigned by the professors squeezed out a lot of entertainment time, which led to complaints from first- and second-year students.
Most of the assignments were done by copying each other around.
Of course, the professors at Hogwarts know this.
The purpose of their assignments is actually just to deepen the memory of these little people for certain knowledge, and by the way, to select those outstanding elites who really have talent and smart minds.
Among the first-year freshmen, Zuoth and Hermione are the only two to be selected so far.
On Saturdays and Sundays, the two of them would be called into the office by different professors to receive additional tutoring with the senior students.
Hermione's main focus was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration, while Zuoth was Professor Filius Flitwick's spells and Snape's potions.
At the end of each class, they would find a time to sit together and exchange notes and pass on what they had learned to each other.
Especially Zuo Si, who has long been an archmage, can put forward some unique insights every time, which makes Hermione's eyes shine, and even gradually produces a trace of worship in her heart.
Soon, however, this peaceful life was shattered with the arrival of the owl messenger.
Because these owls bring two things that catch everyone's eye.
One was Professor McGonagall's latest flying broomstick, the Halo 2000, given to Harry;
The other is the front page headline in the Daily Prophet, a book that teaches wizards how to make magic scrolls that can store spells, and is currently being tested by the top wizards of the International Federation of Wizards and the Wizengamot.
If approved, the inventor himself will immediately gain unparalleled fame and wealth.
And the person who recommended this book was none other than Albus Dumbledore, the chief wizard of the Wizengamot, the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, and known as the greatest wizard of our time.
As for the name of the author of the book, "Soth", it is printed in large bold font in the most conspicuous position next to the title.
"Soth, come to the headmaster's office in a moment. The reporters of the Daily Prophet and the Wizarding Weekly would like to do an interview with you. β
Just as the young wizards were attracted by the huge long package in Harry Potter's hand, Professor McGonagall suddenly came to the side and announced in a low voice.
"Can I say no?" Zuo Si asked without raising his head.
At the moment, he was trying to inject the purported most complex Patronus Charm on a sheepskin without using a wand, and the whole person had to maintain a high level of concentration, so he was full of naked and undisguised disgust at such boring things.
Professor McGonagall smiled and replied, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid not. Because this set of things you invented is amazing.
In particular, the magical symbols that are original and able to store spells have attracted a lot of attention from the International Federation of Wizards and Wizengamot.
Even the old wizards who have lived for hundreds of years and are highly respected will want to meet you.
What's more, being interviewed can make your book sell even more.
If I'm not mistaken, you don't have the money to do that expensive research, do you?
As long as you meet these people and convince them, you will not only get a lot of funding, but also increase your influence in the wizarding world.
On top of that, as a Hogwarts student, you also have a responsibility to win more honours for the school.
In fact, this should have been told to you by Professor Snape.
But he's busy with something else right now, so he can't take a break for the time being. β
"Well, I know ......"
At the moment when Zuo Si was distracted and spoke, the magic power he controlled suddenly went out of control without warning.
Moment!
The scroll on the table erupted with a blast of energy.
Rumble!
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I saw that the silver light directly lifted everything around me, including tables, chairs, and people, and at the same time, it quickly condensed into the shape of a giant dragon in the center of the hall in less than a few seconds, and then quickly dissipated without a trace.
Fortunately, the impact did not cause any injuries to any students, and everyone was just startled by the sudden energy shock.
But the frightened Professor McGonagall hurriedly straightened her glasses that were almost knocked off and warned, "In the future, you are not allowed to conduct such dangerous experiments in the lobby and common room and other crowded places." I'll apply to Headmaster Dumbledore later to give you a dedicated room. β
"Thank you so much. That way, I was free to do something more dangerous. Zuo Si casually threw away the discarded scroll and said.
"More dangerous?!"
Professor McGonagall keenly grasped a key word.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to blow myself up, and I'm not going to blow up the school. You're supposed to be worried about someone else than me. β
With that, Zuo Si glanced at Neville Longbottom not far away.
Before Professor McGonagall could react, the little chubby guy blew up the potions cauldron he was boiling in front of her.
A hot, corrosive, unidentified black liquid splattered in all directions, and large blisters and cysts immediately appeared on the surface of the student's skin.
All of a sudden, the entire hall was filled with the cries of students who had accidentally been recruited, as well as the screams of those who were frightened.
Professor McGonagall ignored her thoughts and walked straight to the front to clear the dangerous liquid and potions, and then, along with the other professors, sent the injured person to Madam Pomfrey for treatment.
If nothing else, the hospital will be overcrowded again tonight.
"Alasβwhat a sin."
Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh slightly.
This is the fourth time Neville has made such a big move since school started.
Perhaps because he witnessed his parents kidnapped by the Death Eater, Bellatrix, as a child, and tortured with the Mind Curse until his sanity collapsed and went completely insane, his magic is more likely to get out of control than other people his age.
This, combined with forgetfulness, often forgets what they did in the last step and what they should do next.
As a result, every time he tried to concoct a potion, Neville's pot would unsurprisingly become a huge safety hazard.
But for the sake of the results of the Potions class, I had to practice in private again and again.
For this little chubby dun's experience, Zuo Si is actually quite sympathetic.
Because facing such parents all day long, the pain and fear to endure are far more than Harry Potter, who completely lost his parents.
It's a pity that he doesn't have a good way to deal with this kind of mental and spiritual trauma.
It is estimated that only the supposedly omnipotent wishing technique can play some role.
The problem is that the mechanics of Wishing are so complex that they contain a lot of things that even the caster himself is not sure of.
Until these mysteries are figured out, Wishing Might couldn't even be crafted into a Brigade Mage card.
Therefore, as a result, Zuo Si did not dare to use the wishing technique outside of the multiverse where Faren was located, and he did not plan to summon any alien creatures through spell magic, for fear of attracting gods, demons, devils, celestial creatures and other messy things.
Just as he began to pack up his things and prepare to leave the hall on the first floor, Hermione took advantage of the chaos to pop over from the table where Gryffindor had gathered next to her, with a copy of the Daily Prophet in her hand.
"Congratulations! It doesn't seem to be long before you're going to be the most well-known student in all of Hogwarts. The girl sent her blessing in a slightly emotional tone.
Because Zuo Si has hardly made any efforts to rest and entertain since the beginning of school, she has always looked at it in her eyes, and she only has admiration and no jealousy in her heart.
After all, there is no other situation in the world that makes people feel jealous than the other party is smarter, more talented and harder than him.
It is only natural that such a person will eventually succeed.
"What, are you feeling envious?" Zuo Si asked in a half-joking tone.
Hermione shook her head slightly, "No, I'm just a little disappointed in myself. Why is it that you can learn and understand so many complex knowledge and spells so quickly, and even create something like a magic scroll based on it? But I couldn't even comprehend Professor McGonagall's special tutoring on Saturday and Sunday. β
Zuo Si replied in a low voice: "The difference in intelligence and talent between people is huge, and there is never such a thing as fairness.
You first have to understand this, and then turn around and look at the other first-year freshmen.
Whether it's Malfoy or Harry, who is hailed as the savior, or the young wizards born in pure-bloods, and their performance in school.
Have you not surpassed them by much?
Keep in mind that Miss Granger, a wizard from a so-called Muggle family, is not much different from a pure-blood family in nature, but has some special power in her blood and soul.
And the easiest way to transmit this power is to pass it on to your children through the conception of offspring.
But there are exceptions to everything.
Some wizarding families will give birth to offspring called Squibs, i.e. they cannot cast spells and have no magical talents.
Squibs are often seen as a disgrace by pure-blood families, and are eventually ostracized and banished, leaving them to blend into the Muggle world and struggle to survive.
The children they had born from marriage to Muggles, as well as the offspring of those children, were one of the main sources of Muggle wizards.
The reason why you have received an acceptance letter from Hogwarts means that you have wizarding blood in your body, and you have fully awakened, which is no worse than anyone else.
Also, I have one more suggestion for you.
Don't give up what you've learned in the Muggle world just because you're in the wizarding world.
Being able to observe, analyze and draw conclusions from different perspectives is an unbeatable advantage in itself.
If you can combine science and magic, you can create inventions like I did, that wow wizards. β
"Combine science and magic?!" Hermione's eyes lit up slightly when she heard this.
"That's right. Although the two systems seem to have nothing to do with each other at first glance, and even wizards still reject technology to some extent, Hogwarts' ban on all Muggle-tech products is the best example. But what if you could use magic and spells to achieve similar effects to technology? Don't forget, the wizarding world doesn't even have a decent communication device, and still uses primitive and backward owls to deliver messages. Zuo Si hinted in a slightly playful tone.
"Phone? Communication? Damn it! Zuo Si, you're such a genius! Why didn't I think of that......"
Hermione seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and she looked extremely excited and excited.
It was 1991 and landlines had become widespread in the Muggle world, and mobile phones were beginning to emerge.
Therefore, she is very aware of the importance of the communications industry, and the wealth and influence that can be brought by pioneering this field.
"It's just a mystery from the authorities. You're smart and capable, so don't waste your talent. β
After saying this, Zuo Si turned around and was about to leave.
But before he could take a few steps, Hermione stopped him from behind.
"Wait! I have one more thing to tell you. β
"Huh? What's the matter. β
Zuo Si subconsciously stopped and showed a puzzled expression.
He couldn't remember anything else that stood out in his first year other than the Philosopher's Stone and Voldemort's Quirinus Quirrell.
"It's about Malfoy and Harry's duelThe night we panicked and accidentally broke into the restricted area on the fourth floor, only to run into a big dog with three heads. Harry said that before school started, Hagrid had picked up something very important from Gringotts, and it was most likely to be guarded by the big dog. β
Hermione didn't hide anything, and said everything she knew straightforwardly.
After all, compared to the unreliable savior, and that stupid hat Ron, she is more willing to believe in Zuo Si's wisdom.
"Now that you know the whole thing, why don't you just ask Hagrid, the hunting groundsman? He lived not far from the castle. "Zuo Si gave a straightforward solution.
Because in this matter, Dumbledore thought that the traces of manipulation and interference were too obvious.
The first is that Hagrid, who went to pick up Harry, is responsible for retrieving the Philosopher's Stone, which is strange from the inside out.
Although this half-giant has doubts about his loyalty, his thick nerves and sloppy personality make him unfit for such a thing that requires secrecy, especially with a child who has no mouth to hide.
It was almost like telling Harry Potter that there was a treasure taken from the Gringotts vault and placed in Hogwarts Castle.
At the same time, he also attracted Voldemort and Quirrell, who was possessed by him.
Secondly, when Harry and the others found out that the Philosopher's Stone might have been stolen, it was the right benefit for both Snape as a suspect and Dumbledore who "coincidentally" couldn't find anyone.
It's easier to bully children's way of thinking, and they rarely doubt the professors they respect, otherwise I'm afraid they will have to go through the gang every minute.
Finally, at the end of the semester, when the House Cup was awarded, Dumbledore's naked and undisguised favoritism and encouragement.
Obviously, if the sudden opening of the Chamber of Secrets in the second semester can be explained by chance and coincidence, then the Philosopher's Stone incident in the first semester was 100% a trial prepared by Dumbledore to prepare Harry to fight Voldemort.
It took a lot of thought to get him to meet Voldemort in his weakened state, or to develop a brave and fearless character.
"Just ask Hagrid? Are you sure he'll tell us the answer? Hermione spoke with intense suspicion.
Zuo Si explained with a smile: "As far as I know, Hagrid is not a very careful person who can keep secrets. Even if he doesn't tell you the truth, at least he will inadvertently reveal some information. With this information, combined with your ingenuity, it shouldn't be difficult to find the answer. Okay, I have other things to deal with, so that's all for today's conversation. β
"Good luck!"
Hermione apparently knew that Zuo Si was going to be interviewed by the Daily Prophet and Wizard Weekly, and waved goodbye with a smile on her face.
"Thank you."
Zuo Si bowed politely, then turned around and walked straight towards the principal's office under the gaze of many senior students, especially Ravenclaw College.
As soon as he landed in the hall on the first floor, Penelo Crivat, the female prefect of Ravenclaw House on his back foot, approached Hermione and asked with interest, "Are you familiar with South?" β
"It's not familiar, but I've only received a few times of his guidance. What, what's wrong with you? Hermione looked up warily at the other.
"No, nothing, I just wanted to know more about this eccentric genius. I really don't know how the Sorting Hat was going to give a freshman who was so suitable for Ravenclaw House to Slytherin. β
When he said this, Penelo Crivat's tone revealed strong dissatisfaction and regret.
Because all she saw was Zuo Si's deliberate display of wisdom, talent, and talent that far surpassed his peers, she naturally felt that such a freshman should belong to Ravenclaw College.
Didn't realize that under these disguises there were sinister, cunning, and good disguises, which were more in line with the characteristics of Slytherin House.
"The Sword Comes"
"I'm sorry, I don't know much about Soth, so I can't give you any answers."
Hermione seemed to sense something, and decisively chose to end the conversation with the "Eagle House" prefect, and quickly retreated to the territory of Gryffindor House.
Not long after she ran away, Gemma Farley appeared with a few Slytherin seniors and taunted in a provocative manner, "Penelope Crivat, what do you want to do with our house's genius?" β
"Does it have anything to do with you?"
Penelo Crivat asked rhetorically without showing weakness.
In the blink of an eye, the Slytherin and Ravenclaw students quickly approached the female prefects of their respective houses, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Since the professors had just taken the injured student for treatment, there was not even a single person in the hall who could step up and stop the situation from spiraling out of control.
"Humph! Of course it matters. Soth was sent to Slytherin by the Sorting Hat, and he will always be our Slytherin man. You'd better control yourself and don't spend your days trying to seduce our genius like a bitch in heat. β
Gemma Farley instantly fired on his firepower and unceremoniously launched his "poisonous tongue" ability.
"No matter how I am, I am a hundred times stronger than you, the garbage who took the initiative to send it to the door but was rejected. Oh, I almost forgot, when you confessed to someone before, you even scared them out of the way. β
Penelope Crivat wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp either, and sneered back.
"What do you say?!
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Gemma Farley, who was exposed to the black history in public, quickly turned red, and the fierceness revealed by her two eyes seemed to be about to devour each other alive.
The Slytherin Academy students who were following her even drew their wands in unison, ready to do so.
Not to be outdone, the Ravenclaw Academy behind Penelo Crivat immediately drew his wand to face it.
However, just as Gemma Farley was about to strike first, he suddenly found that many Gryffindor students were on the side of Ravenclaw.
It was none other than Percy Weiss, who was the prefect, who was leading the way.
Obviously, two academies fighting one academy, no matter how you look at it, Slytherin will suffer a big loss.
What's more, Gemma Farley was not all the students of Slytherin House who were following him, only about half of the half-blood wizards who were ostracized by the pure-blood faction.
So after weighing the pros and cons, she quickly calmed down, glared at Penelo Crewatt with a vicious gaze, and said to the others after a full minute: "Let's go!" β
In the blink of an eye, the number of Slytherin students in the hall on the first floor had decreased by more than half.
In the end, the rest of them also chose to clamp their tails and be people.
After all, the "little snakes" know how to judge the situation quite well, and they will definitely not rush to their deaths like the "fools" of Gryffindor.
When the crowd dispersed, Percy took Penelope Crivatra into a corner and asked, "What happened just now?" Why on earth did you have a conflict with Gemma Farley? β
The former explained without thinking, "It's nothing, I just want to see if I can bring Professor Flitwick's genius to our side, which rivals or even surpasses that is comparable to or even surpasses that of Headmaster Dumbledore."
After all, he didn't have the slightest sense of identity with Slytherin House from beginning to end, and he didn't even want to talk to any Slytherin College student.
Also, have you read the latest Daily Prophet?
Soth would soon become a celebrity in the wizarding world around the world.
It won't be long before the things he invented will become an integral part of the wizards' daily lives.
Ministries of Magic and well-known schools in some countries even plan to customize a complete set of corresponding teaching materials.
So if nothing else, Soth will likely lead the era.
Whether you want to make a career in the Ministry of Magic after graduation or stay in school to become a professor, it is necessary to have a good relationship with him.
It's just a pity that Gemma Farley, the bastard, wants to eat alone, leaving out the other three of our houses. β
"Do you think Souths will help us in our careers after graduation?" Percy's eyes flashed with a strange light.
"That's right. This is almost an established fact. Right now, he should be in the principal's office, being interviewed by well-known media outlets, including the Daily Prophet and Wizarding Weekly. This is a treatment that only those who have received or are about to receive the Order of Merlin will have. Damn it! Professor Flitwick has called me, and I'll have to rush over to it at once, and we'll talk about it sometime later. β
With that, Penelope Crivat immediately turned around and ran towards the stairs leading to the second floor.
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At the same time, in the principal's office, Zuo Si was communicating with an old man who looked very old, but his eyes were full of wisdom.
He was none other than Nicol Lemay, Dumbledore's best friend, who had lived for hundreds of years through the Philosopher's Stone.
There is no doubt that the reason why this alchemist, who has a huge influence all over the world, came all the way to come here is that he is entirely interested in the technology of making magic scrolls.
After all, he also tried to make a storage device when he was young, but because it was too expensive, it was impossible to popularize it, so he could only sell it to pure-blood families who were not bad for money, or keep it for his own amusement.
However, Zuosi's technology not only successfully solved the problem of spells being difficult to store, but also minimized the cost, so that even impoverished wizards could benefit.
On top of that, those original magic runes also opened Nicol Lemay's eyes.
However, this alchemy master didn't know that the runes used by Zuo Si were actually directly copied from the rune system of the Faren Continent, and then slightly improved according to the characteristics of different spells.
Having read the opening chapter of Netheril's Scrolls, he understood the nature of magical power far better than any wizard in this world.
In fact, the reason why this world did not have a universal magic storage device is rooted in the invention of the magic wand.
With a wand, wizards have a tool that simplifies the process of casting spells.
Emasculated and simplified spells and spells are difficult to form a stable structure independently, and often the spell is successfully released under the guidance of a wand.
So in order to make a relatively inexpensive mana storage item, you have to source the spell, find its most important core, and then expand it and stabilize the spell model.
In this way, it is possible to store spells in a cheap way.
Complicating simple spells is something that almost no wizard would have thought of.
"I see! From the beginning, we were wrong, and we are still exploring in the wrong direction, and the results can only be wrong. But you're different, you're on the right track from the start. β
Nicol Lemay couldn't help but sigh when he learned the truth.
Zuo Sishen nodded approvingly: "Yes, most wizards have fallen into the wrong place of thinking.
In fact, in the Muggle world, people conduct scientific and technological research and development differently than wizards conduct targeted research, and often adopt a trial-and-error approach.
In other words, you don't want to find the right answer all at once.
It's about trying and trying to find the mistakes that don't work, until more and more options are ruled out and fewer and fewer options are left that might be right.
The reason why the wizarding world has not been able to solve this problem for thousands of years is that there are too few people willing to work on new spells and magical technologies, and there is no decent communication with each other.
I think it's time to put aside the old notions of the past, and preferably lead an organization like the International Confederation of Wizards or the Wizengamot, to set up a dedicated body to share cutting-edge research in the wizarding world in a timely manner, and to give creative wizards some monetary and honorary encouragement.
Only then would the lifeless wizarding world not be as stagnant as it is now.
As an alchemist who has lived for more than six hundred years, you should feel the rapid development of the Muggle world in the last two or three hundred years.
In contrast, the wizards' worlds have not changed significantly from hundreds of years ago. β
After hearing this, a smile appeared on Nicol Lemay's old face, and he said in a tone of a man who had come before: "I must admit that you are as intelligent, perceptive, and have a very different way of thinking than most wizards described by Albus.
In addition, it is also clear about the existing shortcomings of the wizarding world.
But the problem is that it's not easy to get wizards to change their minds.
What's more, due to the secrecy law, many wizarding families have long been deeply disconnected from the Muggle world, and they are ignorant of the changes and developments in the Muggle world. β
"That's why we need to make a change.
After all, any miracle is created by people.
It's as if everyone didn't think you could make a Philosopher's Stone, but you slapped those wizards in the face.
More than 600 years later, where are the guys who laughed at you?
So do your own thing, ignore the words of the fools, and prove to the wizarding world with success after success who is right. β
Zuo Si summed it up bluntly.
Just when Nicol Lemay was about to say something, Rita Skeeter, who had been waiting on the side for a long time, finally couldn't help but interject: "Your Excellency Lemay, you have taken up quite a lot of time, it's time for my turn." Wizards throughout the UK and around the world are looking forward to seeing an exclusive interview on the front page of the Daily Prophet tomorrow. β
For this vulgar and extremely rude behavior, Nicol Lemay only subconsciously frowned, but did not say anything, immediately stood up and nodded at Zuo Si, and then stood up and walked out of the principal's office.
His long life has allowed him to meet many different people, and he also has a tolerance and patience that ordinary wizards do not have.
When the alchemist left completely, Rita Skeeter immediately said impatiently, "Hello, Soth. In order to make more wizards in the wizarding world know you, I will ask some questions that I hope you will answer all of them. β
"Yes. However, it is best not to involve personal privacy, otherwise you will bear the consequences. β
Zuo Si unceremoniously gave the woman in front of him a dismount.
Because he himself really doesn't have the slightest affection for the creature "journalist".
If it weren't for Professor McGonagall's request, not even a second would have been wasted on something so boring.
Rita Skeeter apparently noticed the boy's undisguised disgust and impatience with him, but she didn't take it seriously, and immediately took out a small notebook and asked, "I heard from the first-year Hogwarts students that you attacked your classmates with a stun charm on the first day of school?" And there are rumors that you broke out in the Slytherin common room with more than half of the house's students? Does this mean that you have a strong subconscious tendency to violence? β
"Why, do you want to cast me as a Muggle family who is hostile and even hateful to the wizarding world and wizards?" Zuo Si curled the corners of his mouth and showed a dangerous smile.
"Nope! I just feel that the public has the right to know the most authentic you. β
Rita Skeeter quibbled as she controlled the shorthand quill to brush the sheepskin with a garbled text.
It may be that she thinks that Zuo Si is relatively young so she is easy to bully, or it may be that she can always succeed in other interview subjects, so she showed a strong style as always, trying to dig out more "black material" and put it in the report to attract attention.
After all, wizards' means of communication were originally quite primitive and backward, so it was easier for the wizarding world to manipulate public opinion than in the Muggle world.
It's a pity that Rita Skeeter chose the wrong object this time.
"The most real? I think it's better to describe it as the most eye-catching. I'm curious, aren't you afraid of retaliation if you arrange others casually like this? Or do you only dare to provoke wizards who won't retaliate against you, or will you not dare to retaliate against you? β
Zuo Si sneered and untied the other party's old bottom.
To be honest, he really couldn't figure out how he had survived with the style of the woman in front of him.
You must know that in the UK, the number of so-called "dark wizards" has always been quite large.
Just look at the thriving shops in Tumbledown Lane.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Okay, don't focus on me, let's talk about you. Take, for example, the extraordinary friendship you have with that first-year Gryffindor student, Miss Hermione Granger. β
Rita Skeeter apparently didn't learn her lesson, but wanted to take Zuo Si into the pit of lace and gossip again.
"Hehe, you're really dead. In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless. After all, having a good reputation is very important for my future plans. β
After confirming that there was no one else in the headmaster's office, not even the portraits of the headmasters, he immediately released a blazing flame at the shorthand quill and parchment, and incinerated them all.
When he had done all this, he reached out and grabbed the nasty woman's neck, and thrust her against the wall behind him with terrifying force.
Bang!
The violent impact instantly caused Rita Skeeter's glasses to fall off her face, her face turned red because she couldn't breathe, and the whole person struggled desperately to break the hand on the card owner's neck like iron tongs.
But alas, it was all in vain.
Because Zuo Si's strength attribute had already skyrocketed to thirty-one after devouring the old blue dragon.
Not to mention a helpless female reporter, even a half-giant as powerful as Hagrid will be suppressed in an instant.
"You...... What are you doing? Fast...... Let go of me! Rita Skeeter shouted in horror.
"What, now I know I'm scared? I've warned you more than once, but you've fallen on deaf ears. Now, are you ready to live with the very serious consequences? Zuo Si's eyes flickered with a chilling glow.
"Nope! No! No! No! Don't do this! If you kill me, you will not only be expelled from Hogwarts, but you will also be wanted by the entire wizarding world. You're a genius and have a great future, you don't have to. I swear, as long as you let me go, I will never mention it to anyone, nor will I write any interviews that are unfavorable to you. β
Rita Skeeter was visibly frightened, trembling uncontrollably all over her body.
She couldn't believe that the first-year student from a Muggle family in front of her was really planning to kill herself directly in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts just because she had orchestrated a little fake news.
This brutal and ruthless attitude that does not take human life seriously is no less than that of Voldemort.
"Sorry, it's too late. Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you because it's not worth it. But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living sin cannot be escaped. β
As he spoke, Zuo Si directly took out his wand and pointed it at Rita Skeeter and slowly recited a spell.
"Drill - heart - gouge - bone!"
Next Second......
An indescribable pain made Rita Skeeter open her mouth like crazy and let out a heart-rending wail.
But just as he was about to make a sound, he suddenly found that no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't make even the slightest movement.
I saw Zuo Si stretch out a finger and gently put it on his lips to make a silent movement, and whispered in his ear in a voice like a devil: "Shhhhh Don't make such a loud noise, it will make a noise to others. In the next half hour, I'll give you a make-up lesson called Price. Rest assured, I won't cast the Diamond Spell for more than ten seconds at a time, and I'll set aside time to rest, and I won't let you go crazy because of it. β
Hearing these words that were more desperate than death, Rita Skeeter's eyes suddenly revealed pleading.
You must know that the power of the Heart Drill Spell is not at all something that normal people can bear.
Even if it was just for a few seconds, it made her feel like life was worse than death, not to mention the torture that lasted for half an hour.
If she could do it all over again, she swore that she would never provoke the extremely dangerous little evil star in front of her, let alone choose to come to Hogwarts for this interview.
However, the hard-hearted Zuo Si ignored the other party at all, and would repeat the Drill Heart Spell for ten seconds every two or three minutes on average, and would also try to add different levels of malicious emotions to observe the strength of the spell.
In just five short periods, this woman's will and psychological defenses completely collapsed, and at the same time, her body began to be incontinent uncontrollably, sweating profusely, and her two bloodshot eyes looked extremely scary.
If she could, she even hoped that the other party would give her an Avada Curse to end it.
It is estimated that in Rita Skeeter's heart, Zuo Si has surpassed Voldemort's terrifying degree.
Because the latter, at least when he first entered the school, had not yet shown such terrifying talent, strength and ruthlessness.
By the end of the half-hour, Rita Skeeter was like a lifeless corpse lying on the ground, not only her clothes soaked with sweat, but also her eyes without the slightest hint of life
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"Clean up!"
Zuo Si directly waved his wand and cast a descaling spell to restore everything to normal, at least on the surface.
Immediately after, he cast a resuscitation spell on the half-dead woman in front of him.
After about a few seconds, Rita Skeeter suddenly got up from the ground, curled up and shivering as if she had woken up from a nightmare.
"Tell me, do you understand what the price is now?" Zuo Si asked expressionlessly.
"Ming...... Got it! Please, stop torturing me. I promise that in the future I will obey every command you give like the humblest house-elf. Rita Skeeter begged incoherently.
"Very good! Remember, if you try to reveal what happened today to anyone, then I will find you at the first time and torture your soul for a thousand years, ten thousand years, until the end of time, in a method that is more painful than the Heart Piercing Mantra. β
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
With that, Zuo Si raised his wand against the other party's chest, spraying hot red light from the front.
The pungent smell of scorched lake quickly filled the principal's office.
In the blink of an eye, a mysterious symbol was successfully imprinted on the surface of the skin.
If it were normal, such pain would definitely make Rita Skeeter scream.
But now, she has just experienced the torture of the Piercing Heart Curse, but she didn't even react at all, as if she had completely lost her pain nerves.
Obviously, this magical imprint left by Zuo Si can control Rita Skeeter to some extent.
While it would have been safer to make a card, he didn't want to put something like that that he would get bored just looking at in his collection.