After a whole day and a night, a bloodshot Voldemort finally gave up the idea of taking the Philosopher's Stone out of the box.

Because he realized that the magic blessed above was not any known spell at all, but another form of magic that he had never seen before, and there were some similarities to the rune combinations mentioned in "Teaching You to Store Spells by Hand—Volume 1".

But the problem is that since the book came out last year, he has basically either been planning for the resurrection or on the way to escape, where has he had the time to calm down and study these things.

Not to mention cracking the magic blessed on the box, you can't even recognize all the runes.

As for the Death Eaters who were imprisoned in Azkaban for ten years, they were basically insulated from the outside world and could not be counted on at all.

When he was young, he had only just awakened, and he still occupied the body of Gilderoy Lockhart, a liar, and he didn't have much useful knowledge in his head.

Seeing that the Philosopher's Stone was close at hand but could not get his hands on it, the Dark Lord exuded a terrifying aura of ferocity and murderous aura all over his body, and even the most loyal Belacrites lowered his head and did not dare to say anything, for fear that his master's anger would be vented on his head.

"We must find Soth! Only he has the means to get the Philosopher's Stone! Voldemort said in a slightly gloomy voice as a student.

"Nope! You're wrong! The immediate priority is not to find Soth, but to capture a copy of the magic mercury so that I can be resurrected first. Only in this way will we have the capital to meet and negotiate with him. Don't forget, he's no ordinary second-year Hogwarts student, he's a monster with Dumbledore's blood in his veins. ”

As he said this, the elderly Voldemort's eyes flashed with a chilling glow, and it was clear that he had already made up his mind.

Although he himself prefers to use the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect and thus obtain a more powerful body.

But now, it's obvious that I can't care so much about it.

"Master, according to the information provided in the newspapers, there are just two copies of magic mercury going up for auction in Paris, France. Also, it happens to be the last place where Soth was seen. ”

August hurriedly handed over a copy of the Daily Prophet that he had brought with him during the raid on the Ministry of Magic.

Since he was originally a spy, he was particularly attentive to intelligence gathering, and even when he was in battle, he did not forget to take all the newspapers, documents and other things in his hand, and now it finally came in handy.

"Paris, France? It's just the right time to avoid the limelight. It is estimated that the Ministry of Magic must have issued a wanted warrant for us, and perhaps a large-scale search will be launched in the British Isles, so it is obviously unwise to stay and go to war at this time. ”

Voldemort glanced at the contents of the newspaper and made a quick decision.

Because he knew very well that in his current state, he wanted to do things in the British wizarding world with Dumbledore in his seat, and he was simply impatient.

On the other hand, it is relatively safe on the European continent.

With Dumbledore's personality, he would definitely not leave Hogwarts easily, so it was definitely the right choice to go to Paris, France to get a magical mercury first.

Soon, the Death Eaters took control of a few Muggle sailors and a small boat in a nearby harbor and quietly set out on their journey to the other side of the sea.

Since the average width of the English Channel was only 240 kilometres, and the narrowest Strait of Dover was only 34 kilometres wide, it took them less than two hours to leave England and appear on the outskirts of Paris.

Feeling the ubiquitous magical surveillance around him, the young Voldemort immediately sarcastically said in a slightly mocking tone: "It seems that the movement of the previous group of dark wizards in Berlin made the entire French wizarding community very nervous, and they actually put on such a big battle." Maybe I can do it again, and then encourage or instigate the dark wizards gathered here to make a little noise. ”

"You'd better not do that. Our goal is to capture a copy of Magic Mercury. If there is some chaos at this time that causes the auction to be cancelled, or if Dumbledore is attracted to it, it will be a bit more than worth the loss. The elder Voldemort warned in a stern tone.

"We can grab an invitation for you, and when the time comes, as long as you match the compound decoction, you can easily enter the auction site." August cautiously suggested.

"The hosts! Leave this task to me! I swear with my life that I will get both copies of magic mercury back for you. ”

Belraclitus' eyes flashed with a frenzied light.

At this moment, she can't wait to find a poor victim to cast the Diamond Curse, and vent the twisted and sick desires in her heart by torturing others.

Looking at the two men with very different personalities kneeling in front of him, Voldemort thought for a moment and quickly ordered: "Bela Creteus, take people to find a suitable target, then kill him and seize the invitation." Remember, I want this to happen quietly and quietly, not in the open, you know? ”

"Of course! I promise to kill them as quickly as possible, so that he doesn't even have time to scream. ”

Bela Creteus licked her dry lips and smiled cruelly.

After she had turned away with a few Death Eaters, Voldemort turned his gaze to Auguste and said in a meaningful tone, "As for you, I have a more important task for you." ”

"Please command."

August bowed his head humbly, not daring to make eye contact with his master's eyes.

"Go find out all that is to be said about Soth. If you find his place in Paris, let me know as soon as possible. Voldemort bent down and whispered in the Death Eater's ear.

"Understood."

August nodded vigorously, and then disappeared in place with the rest of his companions in a phantasmagion.

Seeing that all the Death Eaters had left, young Voldemort pointed to himself and asked, "So what do I need to do now?" ”

"You? You don't have to do anything, just stay here with me and wait for news. ”

With that, the corners of the elder Voldemort's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a hint of playfulness, and at the same time, his eyes revealed an incomparably deep ghostly light.

……

Just as the Death Eaters began to operate covertly in Paris, the entire British wizarding community exploded.

With the robbery of Azkaban Prison in the Daily Prophet, the two Dark Lords led a large number of Death Eaters to successfully raid the Ministry of Magic, and also snatched the second Philosopher's Stone with the ability to resurrect from the dead.

Whether it was Lucius Malfoy, who had once defected to Voldemort and later rebelled at the speed of light because of his downfall, or those who were on the front line of the fight against the Death Eaters, they all felt an unprecedented chill.

Especially Lucius, who knew some inside information last semester, only felt cold all over his body and cold hands and feet at the moment.

Because he knew better than anyone else that Voldemort had chosen to go to Azkaban instead of sending a direct summoning signal, it was clear that he no longer trusted Death Eaters like himself who had escaped the Ministry's reckoning.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Dark Lord, he was already a traitor who deserved to die.

For the traitors among the Death Eaters, there is usually only one end, and that is to kill the entire family, young and old, even the newborn baby.

Therefore, Lucius did not dare to slack off at all, and immediately sent an owl messenger to get in touch with Zuosi.

About a few hours later, he appeared in a luxurious estate on the outskirts of Paris, France, through Floo Powder.

"Good evening, my friend. I believe you haven't had time to eat dinner yet, right? Come along with me for a bite to eat. French cuisine is much better than British cuisine, and I wish Hogwarts would introduce some Beauxbatons menus. ”

Sitting at a table full of delicacies, Zuo Si extended an invitation to Lucius Malfoy.

At his signal, a maid trained in strict manners immediately spread out a napkin in a very pleasing motion, trying to spread it on the guest's lap.

But before he could get closer, he was clearly rejected by the other party who raised his hand.

Lucius obviously didn't have the slightest intention of eating at this time, and asked bluntly, "Do you know what happened in England?" ”

"Of course. Like the Dark Lord's comeback, and it's two such big things, the French side has already followed the trend and reported it.

But I'm curious, what the hell is going on with those idiots at the Ministry of Magic that they can be invaded so easily?

If memory serves, the Department of Mysteries claims to have a more sophisticated magical defense system than Hogwarts.

But it turned out to be so easily breached, it was like being undefended. ”

Zuo Si complained in a tone full of disdain, and at the same time took a piece of fried foie gras and put it on his plate and began to enjoy it.

According to the newspaper description, it took less than half an hour for Voldemort to lead the Death Eaters from the beginning of the invasion to the successful retreat.

During this period, except for a few brave Aurors who stood up at the beginning and tried to confront the invaders, but in the end they were outnumbered and defeated, and the rest were basically defeated at the touch of a button, and did not dare to confront these outlaws head-on.

Especially for a notorious Death Eater like Belraclitus, two or three people could chase seven or eight wizards from the Ministry of Magic.

It was because of the great panic and chaos they created that they were not hindered at all when they invaded the Department of Mysteries, which really gave people the feeling that the mud could not hold up the wall.

"They can't be blamed for their incompetence. You don't understand, it's a combination of two Dark Lords, and there's someone like August who knows the inside of the Department of Mysteries to lead the way. What's more, not long ago, Fudge sent the most elite Aurors to protect your safety, and the Ministry of Magic's protective power will inevitably become empty. ”

Lucius defended the British Ministry of Magic for the first time.

Compared to the current accusations and invective of the current Minister of Magic, he knew very well that it was not Fudge's fault.

In particular, the young Voldemort who possessed Gilderoy Lockhart had something to do with the diary that he had thrown to Arthur Weasley's youngest daughter.

As soon as he thought that he had inadvertently facilitated the two Dark Lords to join forces, sweat flowed down Lucius's forehead, making this "white peacock", who was always arrogant on weekdays, look panicked.

Zuo Si keenly caught this, swallowed the food in his mouth and asked with a smile, "What is the situation in the British wizarding world now?" ”

"The Ministry of Magic issued an urgent arrest warrant the next day, and Fudge was impeached by Parliament, and if nothing else, he should soon be out of office.

There was an expectation that Dumbledore would be able to serve as Minister of Magic and lead everyone against the Dark Lord's return, but he explicitly refused.

Umbridge is actively working, hoping to take the position of Minister of Magic.

However, due to the loss of the Philosopher's Stone, she was unable to maintain the interest relationships she had built with various families, so she didn't get much support.

In short, the entire British wizarding community was frightened by the sudden appearance of the Dark Lord.

Many pure-blood families who once supported the Dark Lord are also on the move.

After all, for them, as long as they can obtain magic mercury, it doesn't really matter who the magic stone is.

Quite the opposite!

With the Dark Lord's idea of pure-blood supremacy, they were able to get more out of it. ”

Lucius told everything he knew in one breath, and there was nothing he wanted to hide.

Because he knows that there are only three people in the wizarding world who have the strength to fight against Voldemort.

One of them is Gellert Grindelwald imprisoned in Newmontald, one is Albus Dumbledore at Hogwarts, and the other is the young man who is most hidden in front of him and has the highest potential for future growth.

Although Gellert Grindelwald's name was resounding throughout Europe, the Malfoy family had no contact or friendship with him.

Dumbledore was, in a way, more of an enemy of Lucius and his family.

So in the end, the only hope is still pinned on Zuo Si.

What's more, the two reached a cooperation agreement last year.

"So...... Now everyone assumes that Voldemort has succeeded in taking the Philosopher's Stone and will soon be resurrected? ”

Zuo Si took a sip of the juice freshly squeezed from the vineyard's own grapes, and there was a hint of playfulness in his tone.

Lucius froze for a moment, followed by what seemed to be aware of something, and immediately asked excitedly: "You mean, the Dark Lord hasn't gotten the Philosopher's Stone yet?" ”

"Of course not. Do you think I'm going to hand over the Philosopher's Stone without any protection or a backhand? In fact, the Philosopher's Stone has never really escaped my control. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his left hand and grabbed it lightly in the air, and an inconspicuous black stone filled the gap between his thumb and index finger out of thin air.

Boom!

Lucius, who witnessed this scene, subconsciously swallowed his saliva, his face full of horror.

He couldn't have dreamed that what Voldemort had managed to grab with great effort was so easily summoned by the young man in front of him, and then thrown like trash next to the table, alongside the leftover bones.

It seems that in Zuo Si's eyes, this treasure that can create magical mercury that can bring people back from the dead is not as important as the ribs in front of him.

Especially when the stains left by the soup and sauce splashed on the Philosopher's Stone almost made Lucius compulsively attack, he rushed over and wiped it clean with a handkerchief, and placed it in a luxurious box decorated with countless precious stones and gold.

Only in this way can it be worthy of the identity of this treasure.

As if he had done something insignificant, Zuo Si continued to himself, "As you can see, although the Dark Lord has succeeded in snatching the Philosopher's Stone from the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic.

However, he and his Death Eaters were unable to touch the Philosopher's Stone itself, so they naturally could not use the power of the Philosopher's Stone to resurrect it.

In other words, all the worries of the British wizarding community, including you, are pointless.

Because the one you fear is still half-dead, and simply does not have the strength to make a comeback.

So there's no need to be so nervous and scared, just do what you have to do. ”

With the last word blurted out, Zuo Si sent the magic stone stained with various soups and sauces back to the box.

I don't know how Voldemort would have felt when he saw the smell of onions, garlic, and gravy emanating from the Philosopher's Stone......

The corners of Lucius's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, and he hurriedly asked in a tone that was not very sure, "You expected the Dark Lord's actions?" And still toy with him? ”

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and replied, "It's not enough to play with the palm, but there is a little bit of foresight."

After all, that guy had spied on the first Philosopher's Stone made by Nicol Lemay last year, so it was only natural to keep an eye on the second Philosopher's Stone.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that he could tolerate the existence of another self at the same time.

By the way, you probably didn't know what it was when you gave that diary to the Weasleys' youngest daughter, did you? ”

"You know the diary?!" Lucius's face changed slightly.

He always thought that he had done this flawlessly, and he had not been seen by anyone at all.

"Of course I do. It was one of the most important Horcruxes of your previous master. The fact that he was able to give you this kind of thing for safekeeping shows that he trusted you at that time. But who would have thought that the Malfoy family has many traits, but it never includes loyalty. It was because you threw that journal into Hogwarts that the two Dark Lords ended up joining forces. ”

Zuo Si simply told the truth of the matter, and appreciated the wonderful expression changes on the other party's face with great interest.

Lucius, who learns the truth, first reveals an unconcealed shock, then fear, despair, and a visceral fear of Voldemort.

At this moment, he could finally be sure that he could no longer rely on the skill of repeated horizontal jumps to return to his identity as a Death Eater.

Because just by throwing important Horcruxes out like garbage to cause chaos, Voldemort would never let himself go.

After a long silence, Lucius immediately knelt down on one knee without hesitation and said in an extremely serious and serious tone: "Your Excellency, please accept my allegiance and that of the entire Malfoy family. From now on, I will be your most loyal and humble servant, willingly obeying every command you give. ”

"What, now I know I'm scared? When you thought you could control the situation, did you ever think that there would be such a day? Zuo Si couldn't help but show a playful smile.

Even if you think about it with your ass, you know that the oath of allegiance of "White Peacock" at the moment is completely to find a backer for the family, so that there is a place to shelter his family when he is retaliated by Voldemort.

"I confess that I have committed the original sin of arrogance and greed." Lucius laughed bitterly and laughed at himself. "But I promise that I will be a useful servant who can help you solve many problems and problems."

"Hehe, then let me wait and see. Until you show enough value, the agreement between us will remain the same. I will shelter your son Draco, but not the Malfoy family. ”

Zuo Si sneered and rejected the other party's idea of hugging his thighs.

But Lucius clearly didn't give up, but raised his head and continued to plead, "I will prove to you that I and the Malfoy family are worthy. But be sure to give me a chance to perform! ”

"Well—let me think about it, why don't you put Umbridge to the position of Minister of Magic as a test. If you can do it on your own, I'll accept Malfoy's allegiance. ”

Zuo Si pretended to inadvertently prescribe conditions.

He was curious to see how much of a storm the man in front of him could make in the British wizarding world.

"As you wish!"

Lucius put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply, then got up and returned to the British Isles with the help of Floo Powder.

Shortly after the White Peacock left, Lady Caroline appeared in the dining room with graceful steps.

She glanced around before she said in a half-joking tone, "The arrival of hope didn't disturb your meal." ”

"Of course not, I like to make small talk during meals. Don't know what's important about your sudden visit? Zuo Si said tentatively with a smile on his face.

"That's right. Of the three magical mercury you gave me earlier, the remaining two are about to be put up for public auction, except for the first one, which is about to be put up for auction. In order to ensure that I can win the trust of all the buyers who come to attend, I hope to be able to attend and give public guarantees. ”

Caroline didn't waste time going around in circles, and made her intentions very straightforward.

After several contacts, she has clearly realized that the young people in front of her do not like those red tape, so she decisively chose the most direct way.

"Isn't your illustrious background and the family credibility behind you enough to reassure those buyers?" Zuo Si asked with some surprise.

Caroline explained helplessly: "If it is an ordinary magic item or precious material, of course there is no problem. But if it's magical mercury that can bring people back from the dead, it's obviously not enough to rely on birth and family credibility. Because there are many buyers who come to the auction and whose status is no worse than mine, this is exactly what they asked. ”

"Ahh I understand. Two portions of magic mercury won't satisfy their appetites, so they want to meet me, the creator of the Philosopher's Stone, and try to get more from me. ”

Zuo Si was so clever that he guessed the other party's intentions at once.

Any about guarantees is a lie.

With the special properties of magic mercury, there is nothing in this world that can be imitated or even replaced, and you can know at a glance whether it is a genuine or a fake.

"I'm very sorry for causing you unnecessary trouble." An apologetic look on Lady Caroline's face.

But Zuo Si responded disapprerovingly: "It's okay, it's just a matter of showing up anyway." By the way, if you don't mind, can you tell me what that magic mercury is used for? ”

"I gave it to the family's hired alchemist to study."

Lady Caroline gave the answer generously.

Under her grandfather's teachings, she understood that this kind of thing was better to admit it generously than to hide it.

After all, nothing could be researched in the end.

"Research?" Zuo Si couldn't help but laugh when he heard this word. "If I'm not mistaken, those alchemists shouldn't have been able to produce any results, have they?"

Lady Caroline nodded bitterly, "Yes." After the magic mercury was removed, it completely evaporated in less than twenty-four hours.

No matter how much the alchemists tried to do it, they couldn't stop it.

Maybe...... That's the difference between a genius and a mortal.

You can create a more powerful second Philosopher's Stone, but they can't even stop the magic mercury from evaporating. ”

"No, ma'am, it's not the difference between a genius and a mortal, it's an order of magnitude difference in the field of knowledge. Also, regarding the auction, I will be on time. ”

After saying this, Zuo Si picked up a napkin and wiped the grease stains on the corner of his mouth, then stood up and walked towards the cellar.

"Thank you."

Caroline gracefully lifted her skirt, raised her wand and directly cast the illusion and disappeared in place.

While the maid and the house-elves were busy clearing the uneaten leftovers from the table, Zuo Si, who had returned to the laboratory, cast several spells directly at the only entrance, ensuring that no one could break in.

Only when he had done this did he set his eyes on the black stone door in the center of the room.

Unlike ordinary portals, this portal exudes cold negative energy from the world of death from the inside out, and the surface is densely crawled with twisted and struggling mortal souls.

For various reasons, these souls are blocked between the Veil and the real world, and they have no way to enter the world of the dead or stay in the world of the living.

They are not ghosts that remain in the living world simply because they can't let go of their obsessions, but are closer to malicious spirits such as ghosts and resentful spirits.

It was clear that Zuo Si was trying to tear a rift through the middle of the curtain by collecting these souls.

In fact, he was very close to success in the first few experiments.

The only problem now is that there is no way to control the size and stability of the rift.

If it's too small, then people can't pass it on directly;

If it is too big, it will cause the souls that have not lost their memories to flee like a tidal wave, causing unimaginable damage to the world of the living.

As for stability, it is related to whether you can go back the way you came.

Although as a traveling mage, Zuo Si can use the power of sparks to travel between different worlds.

But the problem is that the world after death obviously does not belong to the material world, or even a separate world, but a shadow and accessory of the real world.

God knows what the consequences of using the power of the spark over there will be.

Therefore, maintaining the stability of the portal has become a crucial matter.

I saw that Zuo Si first checked the portal from beginning to end, as well as the soul states that were opening their mouths wide and trying to scream, before injecting magical energy inside.

Blink Kung Fu!

The wraiths that had seemed to have been pressed the mute button suddenly let out a piercing scream, and the terrifying sound directly shattered all the glassware placed on the table, and even the tables and chairs inevitably cracked.

There is no doubt that these sounds are not ordinary sound waves or noise, but a kind of shock that contains terrible negative energy.

If calculated according to the magic level of the Faren Continent, this is basically equivalent to several mages above LV17 who cast the nine-ring necromantic magic [Banshee's Howl] together.

If there is a dense crowd around, a large number of people will die in a few minutes.

But Zuo Si directly blocked the noise like a nobody, and focused all his attention on controlling the energy.

After about two or three minutes, with a piercing scream, a black curtain appeared in the middle of the black stone door.

And there is also a two-meter opening in the middle of this curtain.

Next Second......

Hula!

A terrifying chill blew out from the other side of the curtain in an instant, covering the entire room with white frost.

You don't have to ask to know that this is the result of the moisture in the air instantly turning into a solid state in an ultra-low temperature environment.

Enduring this terrifying ultra-low temperature that was enough to freeze the soul, Zuo Si seemed to have tried to adjust the size of the magic energy input several times, until the entrance of the curtain completely became stable, then he let out a long breath, quickly blessed himself with a large amount of protective magic, and then resolutely walked in.

When one foot is stepped on!

A gray mist completely enveloped the eyes.

In the world of death, it is impossible to see more than ten meters away, and everything including oneself gives people a hazy and blurry feeling.

Other than that, there is no sound here, no shining colors, only black and white intertwined.

At first, I could feel a biting chill, but soon a numbness that words could not describe quickly swept over my body.

Followed by a large number of jumbled absurd voices began to retrace in the mind.

"Where is this?"

"Who am I?

"Where am I going?"

"Death! This is death! I'm dead! ”

……

Through repeated confirmation and identification, Zuo Si realized that these voices were all from the thoughts of other wandering souls around him.

Since there is no sound in the entire post-death world, and there is no way to communicate and communicate, these souls can only constantly release a faint telepathy around them, transmitting their thoughts.

However, it is not difficult to see from the numb faces and eyes that they are simply sending signals, but they do not have the ability to receive signals.

The reason why Zuo Si was able to receive it was entirely because he brought his physical body over.

In the process of releasing this signal, all souls are constantly consuming their thoughts and memories, and finally become blank souls like blank paper.

Following the mighty army of souls that emerged from nowhere, Zuo Si soon came to the abyssal mouth mentioned by Grindelwald, and was instantly shocked by what he saw in front of him.

Because it's just too big!

It is so large that there is no end in sight, and the diameter is at least hundreds of kilometers.

And it seems to have an inexplicable attraction to the souls of the dead, around which billions of souls are circling.

Those who have not completely lost their memories are obviously more resistant to approaching the Abyssal Mouth, so they always try to return to the outermost part.

Those who have lost almost all their memories are like walking corpses, surrounded by a large army and jumped together, disappearing from this world forever.

What's down there?

Zuo Si's eyes flashed with intense curiosity.

To figure this out, he unleashed a shock spell directly at the army of souls that roamed around the edges.

More than tens of thousands of souls fell down on the spot, and many of them were unlucky people whose memories had not completely disappeared.

As a result, about three to five seconds later, a blinding white light erupted directly from the bottom of the abyss, forming a pillar that soared into the sky.

"Oh, oh my God! This is...... Is this pure energy formed entirely by the precipitation of countless souls? How huge! How spectacular! Zuo Si exclaimed in his heart.

He now finally understood what the source of the magical power of this world was.

It's not like Feren's magic web, which is part of the divine power torn from the two creation goddesses;

It's also not the world where Plantia Floating City is located, and the magic power comes from the core of the planet.

The magic of this world originates from the deep well formed by the precipitation of countless souls in this afterlife world.

Whether it's those magical beasts or the power in the wizard's body, they all resonate with the energy that overflows here, and finally form a variety of magical effects.

The most obvious evidence is that those souls whose memories have not yet been cleansed were thrown into the deep well, and such a strong resonant reaction was immediately triggered.

That is, all spells are essentially soul magic in its purest form.

It also explains why emotions have such a huge effect on wizards' spell casting, and why Gellert Grindelwald would say that wizards' souls are different from Muggles.

After figuring out the truth, Zuo Si did not hesitate to take out a blank card, drained and exhausted all the energy in the mana pool, and finally succeeded in making the most powerful land card to date.

[Land: Legendary Land - Entrance to the Well of Souls]

[LV10 Colorless Card (Upgradeable)]

[Card Quality: Unique]

[Effect: When the card is in effect, it can provide 300 universal mana points per day, and all spells and cards will resonate with mood fluctuations, and the more intense the emotion, the more it will increase.]

Anger, agitation, and anger increase the destructive power of offensive magic;

Reason and calm emotions increase the duration of the spell;

Emotions of happiness, joy, and joy multiply positive energy magic such as healing;

Killing intent reinforces spells associated with instant death and negative energy;

Love increases the effect of protective magic;

Curiosity increases the success rate of exploration and foresight;

A strong desire will greatly enhance the charm and control magic;

Negative emotions such as frustration, disappointment, fear, and anxiety cause all spells to have a one-third chance of failure.

Note that these emotional influences can only take effect in one way at a time, and multiple emotions cannot be superimposed.

[You don't need to consume mana to use this card]

[If the effect of this card is destroyed or destroyed by other magical forces, it will automatically enter the graveyard and wait for rebirth for 365 days]

Looking at the detailed description of the cards in his hand, a satisfied smile appeared on Zuo Si's face, and he immediately turned around and returned to the world of the living by the same path.

It is clear that through this exploration of the afterlife, he has touched the deepest secrets of this world.

Moreover, this land card in his hand is not the full potential of the soul well, it has only been temporarily developed to the limit with the power of the spark of his own brigade mage.

It's like the [Floating City Tower] that was originally made, after a few upgrades, it has become a [Floating City], and its quality has also been upgraded from ordinary to precious at the beginning.

In the future, when the level of the traveling mage increases, and this land card is constantly strengthened, sooner or later, the word "entrance" behind the [Soul Well Entrance] will be removed.

As for how to use the incomparably large soul energy in the deep well of the Death World, Zuo Si didn't have any ideas for the time being.

If it is purely used as a source and supplement of energy, it is obviously too wasteful.

In the same way, he did not intend to use these soul energies to make himself the god of death in this world, let alone establish the order of the underworld and the afterlife.

After hesitating, Zuo Si destroyed all the research materials and equipment, and only hid the secret in the depths of his memory, intending to wait until he had a clue.

Anyway, no one in this world has any in-depth research on the world after death, so a big soul well will not run away if it is placed there.

What Zuo Si wants to do most at the moment is to try to practice controlling his emotions so that he can have a corresponding resonant response when needed.

Obviously, this is not an easy task.

Because in the vast majority of cases, emotions are coping with external stimuli and are uncontrollable.

And the more you try to suppress it, the more your emotions will bottom out like a spring, and eventually lead to a breakdown or a bad result of depression.

But Zuo Si's purpose is not to suppress and control these emotions, but to amplify those originally small emotions through training.

For example, when fighting an enemy, try to think about things that make you feel angry, and then imagine the other person's face as the person who makes you angry, so that you can use your anger to enhance the destructive power of offensive magic.

In the same way, emotions such as happiness, murderous intent, and desire can also be stimulated when needed.

To put it simply, it is a kind of self-hypnosis.

If he can switch between different emotions repeatedly in an instant, then Zuo Si will become an extremely terrifying spellcaster.

In order to do this, for the next few days, he was like a psychopath, sometimes angry, sometimes excited, sometimes calm, sometimes murderous, sometimes with tenderness in his eyes......

The sudden change almost scared the maids and house-elves in the manor half to death.

But fortunately, practicing the transformation of emotions did not make Zuo Si lose his mind, at least when he gave an order or asked for something, he would immediately return to normal.

This continued until the day of the auction, when he restrained himself a little and followed Madame Caroline to the scene.

Since most of the people who came to participate in the bidding were big families with heads and faces in the European wizarding world, the location was set in the family castle, which was very close to the Palace of Fontainebleau.

As soon as he walked through the main entrance, a man who was older than Dumbledore came up to him and greeted him with a smile, "Welcome, Lord Soth." I'm Caroline's grandfather, and you can call me Earl Richard. ”

"Earl? Are you still an aristocrat? Zuo Si's eyes revealed a hint of curiosity.

Since the lifespans of wizards are generally outrageous, and those with a little background can easily live to be one or two hundred years old, so he is not sure if the person in front of him has experienced the French Revolution and has anything to do with the last monarch of the Bourbon dynasty, Louis XVI, who is confused (physical).

"Hehe, before the introduction of the secrecy law, my family has always had a deep connection with the French royal family, and even received a territory. Although the realm was later returned for some reason, the title was retained. The old man, who called himself Earl Richard, explained proudly.

Under his leadership and introduction, Zuo Si soon met many well-known family members.

But for some reason, he always felt as if there was a pair of eyes hiding in the dark among these people......

(End of chapter)