Chapter 305: This thing is much better than a wand (10,000 words for subscription)
In the infirmary on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, several single beds with white sheets and pillows are neatly arranged on either side.
At this moment, the famous "Savior" Harry Potter was lying alone on the innermost bed, one leg was suspended in mid-air by a splint and bandage, and one arm was also splinted and bandaged in front of his chest.
Obviously, despite the absence of Gilderoy Lockhart, a liar with Zosi's intervention, he was still injured in the game so badly that he couldn't even cure it immediately with a magic potion.
The arm was broken by a Bludger affected by the spell.
You don't need to ask to know that under the impact of that terrifying kinetic energy, with the fragile body of an ordinary human being, it is already quite lucky that it is not directly broken into two pieces and hemorrhaged.
As for the legs, it was because they fell from the broom and smashed into a piece of hardwood that was raised on the edge of the stands.
If he moves a little higher, then he may have to say goodbye to his "little brother" for a while.
After all, even in the wizarding world, it can be quite difficult and troublesome to regenerate something.
If you are unlucky enough to meet a therapist who is not professional enough, the Potter family will really perish.
But Harry clearly didn't regret it.
Because he won the match that was crucial to him, and caught the Golden Snitch before the hated Draco Malfoy.
Especially after the game, seeing the opponent's ugly stinky face like a dead father, the whole person has an indescribable joy, even if it is worth paying the price of another leg or arm.
As for the severe pain caused by broken hands and legs, gritting your teeth and enduring it will pass.
Anyway, when he lived with the Dursleys, he was bullied, beaten, and injured by his classmates, and he relied on willpower to resist it.
I have to say that this boy is indeed a ruthless person to some extent, especially to himself.
This can be glimpsed from being injured several times in Quidditch matches and not crying, and later it has developed to wearing a Drill Heart Charm without making any sound.
You must know that even the mentally twisted and crazy Death Eaters like Bellatrix can't resist the pain caused by the Mind Drill Curse, and they still let out heart-rending screams.
But at the moment, it wasn't these things that bothered Harry Potter, but the fact that he had met the house-elf who called himself Dobby last night.
Not only did he admit that he had closed the nine and three-quarters of the platform on the first day of school, but he also manipulated the Bludger and almost killed himself.
And he also swore that all this was for his own good, and that as long as he left Hogwarts, he would be away from danger.
Harry couldn't figure out how the school could be in danger with Headmaster Dumbledore and so many professors in charge.
What's more, Voldemort and the Death Eaters who made trouble in the Ministry of Magic have now been wiped out in France.
In particular, the photo of the Dark Lord dancing in a white silk skirt in the newspaper suddenly replaced the previous image of ferociousness and cruelty, which made people want to laugh at a glance, and the original sense of fear disappeared.
Thinking of this, Harry set his eyes on the copy of the Daily Prophet that he had specially left for treasure on the bedside table, as well as the large number of praises for Zuo Si on it, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes.
Because if you have such talent and strength, you don't have to worry about the lightning-shaped Horcrux on your forehead.
Just as he was about to get up and pour himself a glass of water, he suddenly saw a familiar figure push open the door and walk in from outside.
"Long time no see, I heard Professor Snape say you were thrown off your broom by Bludger and almost broke your neck?" Zuo Si took the initiative to say hello with a smile on his face.
"Soth? When did you come back? Harry had a look of surprise on his face.
Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Just came back." Didn't I advise you last time that it's better not to play Quidditch? It's too dangerous for you, and it's very easy for people with ulterior motives to take advantage of. โ
"It's all Malfoy's fault for that nasty guy who took the initiative to provoke, I can't be looked down on by him, right?" Harry defended his impulsiveness.
In fact, when he saw Bludger get out of control on the field, he realized that something was wrong.
However, the competitive spirit of young people made him not choose to withdraw from the competition immediately, but risked his life to stage a "life and death speed".
The last dangerous action that leads to the severed hands and feet is the result of a large amount of adrenaline secretion, and the nerves of the brain are extremely excited by external stimuli.
"You two are really a couple who love and kill each other......" Zuo Si held his forehead and whispered.
As a more rational person, he really can't understand how a trivial matter of failing to make friends has evolved into a sworn enemy who doesn't like each other little by little?
And the grudges between the two sides are still quite a bit of a posture that is accumulating deeper and deeper.
Of course, in this matter, Young Master Malfoy, who has been spoiled since childhood, must be more responsible.
After all, he provoked the first few conflicts.
"Don't mention Malfoy, tell me what's going on in France? How did you defeat Voldemort and his Death Eaters? Harry asked in a slightly excited and expectant tone.
"Nothing worth saying. The Voldemort you see in the newspapers, just like the one who possessed Professor Quirrell last semester, is just taking over another person's body, and is not technically a real resurrection. If I had been fully resurrected Voldemort, I would not have won so easily, and as for the exaggerated descriptions in newspapers and magazines, I would have regarded them as a joke. Zuo Si explained disappreciatively.
After all, the half-dead and fully resurrected Voldemort are two completely different creatures.
The latter's magic alone can far get rid of all the wizards in this world except for Dumbledore.
"Even so, that's pretty impressive. I'm not even qualified to stand in front of that person right now. Harry subconsciously clenched his wand next to his pillow.
Zuo Si noticed the other party's small movements, and comforted with a smile: "Don't worry, no matter who it is, it takes time to grow." As long as you are willing to put in the time and effort to study and exercise, you will one day gain the strength to confront it head-on. Oh yes, I also brought you a gift, I hope you like it. โ
With that, Zuo Si took out a brown wooden box slightly larger than an adult man's palm from his pocket and handed it over.
Harry hurriedly took it, opened it and looked at it, and the whole person was instantly stunned.
Because it was nothing else in the box, but a very delicate, beautiful silver revolver.
If you're a child who grew up in a pure-blood wizard family, you might not recognize what this thing is.
But Harry had lived in the Muggle world for eleven years and was well aware of the terrifying power of the gun.
Many movies and TV series have repeatedly shown that if you don't hit this thing, the probability of survival is definitely not too high.
Especially the one in the box, when you look at the magazine, you know that it is a large-caliber bullet with extremely terrifying lethality.
"How's that, do you like it?" Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness that was not easy to detect.
Obviously, he gave the Savior a gun out of some kind of bad taste, wanting to see how Voldemort would react to this thing when he was resurrected in the future.
If a headshot hangs up, the scene will be very exciting.
You know, even a wizard like Dumbledore can't maintain a lot of protective magic twenty-four hours a day.
This means that most wizards will actually be injured and die if they are hit by bullets.
What's more, the one in the box is not an ordinary firearm, but an out-and-out magic item.
Because wizards are not fools, they know how quickly and devastating Muggle weapons have evolved after two world wars.
So along with the Muggle Expulsion Charm, there is also a spell that makes everything that has been invented through science unusable.
If someone tries to break into a place where wizards gather with a gun and go on a killing spree, even if they successfully resist the expulsion spell, they will find that the firing pin will not activate the gunpowder in the bullet when they pull the trigger.
In the same way, artillery, explosives, grenades, incendiary bombs, cloudburst bombs, nuclear bombs, as well as missiles, airplanes, tanks, warships and other advanced weapons will all fail due to various unexpected situations under the effect of magic.
This is why, even though the technology of the Muggle world is changing with each passing day, the wizards of the wizarding world still do not have much sense of crisis.
Looking at the silver revolver in front of him, Harry was stunned for two or three minutes before he came back to his senses and asked in disbelief, "Where did you get this?" โ
"A small gift from a wizarding family from Switzerland gave me in private.
I secretly modified and enchanted it a bit, and it still works even in places like Hogwarts.
Of course, bullets must also be made of special ones.
The next time you encounter Voldemort or one of his Death Eaters, you may want to consider using this gun if the spell doesn't work too well.
Trust me, until you're proficient in spells, this thing will work much better than a wand.
At that point, you just need to pull it out and aim at the target and pull the trigger continuously.
Maybe after a round of shooting, Voldemort's head will be like a broken watermelon that has fallen to the ground. โ
Zuo Si strongly recommended in a provocative tone.
"I ...... Can I try it? โ
Harry's eyes showed eagerness.
"Wait a minute!"
Zuo Si raised his hand and cast a spell on the door, completely blocking all sounds in the room, and then made a gesture of please.
Harry immediately understood, picked up his revolver, stuffed a blue bullet into the magazine, and aimed it at the ceiling above his head to pull the trigger.
Next Second......
A blinding blue spark erupted the moment the hammer hit the primer of the bullet!
Then the violent opposing force almost made him unable to hold the gun.
Before he could react to what had happened, the chandelier on the ceiling overhead was engulfed in a blinding blue lightning.
Despite the fact that it was silenced by magic, nothing was heard, and everything was done in complete silence.
But Harry knew that without the spell, whether it was a gun or an arc jumping between the chandeliers on the ceiling overhead, there would be a loud noise.
In about two or three seconds, when the electrical energy in the bullet was consumed, three huge copper chandeliers fell directly from the height and smashed on the ground and the hospital beds placed around it.
It is clear that the metal rings that hold these chandeliers in place have been thoroughly softened by repeated lightning strikes.
Looking at the mess in the entire infirmary, Harry stared at the revolver in his hand, his mouth wide open and speechless in shock.
He couldn't have dreamed that it was all the result of pulling the trigger once.
But in terms of lethality and destruction, this thing is much better than a wand.
"Back to normal!"
"How? I didn't lie to you, did I? โ
Zuo Si asked with a smile as he cast a spell to restore everything to normal.
Harry nodded excitedly, "This stuff is amazing!" With it, if Voldemort comes to trouble again, I'll give him a hard blow. Thank you, it's the best gift I've ever received in my life. โ
"You're welcome. There's twenty-three rounds here, and I think that's enough for you to use for a while. Also, promise me, no matter how much you hate Malfoy, don't put this thing in his head, okay? โ
Zuo Si also took the opportunity to make a small request.
"Hehe, don't worry, I hate Malfoy, but I'm nowhere near to the point where I want his life."
Harry carefully put the gun back in the box and agreed without thinking.
While the two were talking, Madam Pomfrey walked in through the door at some point, and urged with an unhappy face, "It's time for you to leave when the visitation time is over, the patient needs to rest now." โ
"Of course, ma'am."
Zuo Si didn't say a word and turned around and walked out.
But before he could take a few steps, he heard Harry's shouting behind him.
"Wait! Soth! I have one more question for you. โ
"Oh? What is it? โ
Zuo Si stopped and turned to look at the savior lying on the bed.
The question was obviously private, and Harry didn't want Madam Pomfrey to be around, so he gave Madam Pomfrey a begging look.
The latter hesitated slightly, and quickly said, "I'll give you five more minutes." โ
With that, she left the room and disappeared into the hallway.
Seeing the respected school doctor walk away completely, Harry asked in an uncertain tone, "Do you know about house-elves?" โ
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Of course I know." They were originally a very powerful race in ancient times.
However, due to the outbreak of war with the wizards, they were eventually slaughtered mercilessly, and only a few docile cubs were kept as slaves.
And these cubs are the bloodline of the house-elves.
Through magical intervention and domestication from generation to generation, these little creatures have become servile and loyal to their masters, making them ideal servants.
However, they have never been available in large quantities, and are not available with money, only those with a long history of pure-bloods or half-bloods.
To put it simply, house-elves are the equivalent of slaves in the wizarding world, and both life and personal freedom are completely controlled by their masters. โ
"What do you mean...... House-elves usually only act on the orders of their masters? Harry frowned.
"That's right. For house-elves, it is a supreme honor to serve the master of a family. Any house-elf who is expelled for making a mistake will not only be spurned by the wizards, but will also be despised by their own kind. Zuo Si replied bluntly.
"Will there be house-elves who secretly take some action behind their master's back?" Harry asked in a tone of uncertainty that was not very clear.
Hearing this, Zuo Si immediately realized that this was the little elf named Dobby from the Malfoy family, and said in a slightly playful tone: "Generally speaking, this situation is very rare, but it does not mean that it does not exist. After all, there is never a shortage of outliers in any group. Also, if there really are such house-elves, I suggest you better pay more attention. โ
"Why?" Harry blinked inexplicably.
"Because all the ancient wizarding families in the entire wizarding world would not like the existence of such house-elves. Because no one knows if its deviant behavior will spread like a spark among other house-elves, eventually leading to a large-scale revolt and uprising, and even a war that will affect most of the wizarding world. โ
Zuo Si very clearly points out the peculiarities of Dobby.
Because this is currently the only house-elf who is unwilling to be enslaved and has made substantial resistance.
Although in the eyes of many people, this kind of rebellion is just a tiny spark, and it is still far from being able to make a big noise.
But he knew that the large-scale withdrawal of slavery from the stage of history was formed under the ignition of this small spark.
If Lucius learns about this, he will not hesitate to give Dobby a Diamond Heart Charm, and then decapitate it and make it into a taxidermy to warn the other house-elves in the manor.
Yes!
Malfoy's house was not just one Dobby, but several house-elves.
Harry clearly understood the complex interests behind it, and simply raised his head and asked, "But they're just fighting for freedom, what's wrong with that?" โ
Zuo Si explained playfully: "Think about it, if those ancient families lost the service of the house-elves, they would have to clean the house, cook, wash clothes, mow the lawn and garden, and clean up all kinds of pests by themselves.
How will you maintain a decent life and the superiority of a pure-blood family when the time comes?
Remember, Potter, what is not right in this world will be supported and recognized by everyone.
More often than not, what people really care about is the tangible benefits.
When you can get some people to get a huge benefit, even if it's wrong, they won't hesitate to choose to support it.
On the other hand, if you infringe on someone's interests, even if it is right, they will do everything they can to prevent and destroy it.
As slaves in the wizarding world, the existence of house-elves is the best example of this.
If you want to change all this, the first thing you need is power, strong enough to crush all opposing voices. โ
"Like Voldemort?"
Harry uttered a shocking remark.
In fact, due to the Horcruxes, his thoughts, personality, and many other aspects are often and inevitably affected by them.
If someone else heard this, I am afraid that they would faint on the spot.
But Zuo Si touched his chin and responded with interest: "Yes, just like Voldemort." Although his methods and theories were wrong, it was a good choice to use his power to subdue his opponents and promote his own ideas. Alright, that's all for today's conversation, I don't want to be banished a second time by Madam Pomfrey. โ
With that, Zuo Si turned and left the infirmary, and in a few moments disappeared near the stairs leading to the lower floor.
As for Harry Potter, he was lying alone in bed with a thoughtful expression on his face.
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With Zuosi's reappearance in everyone's sight, many Hogwarts students have fallen into a cult of personality for him.
After all, it had defeated the Dark Lord and his most powerful and loyal Death Eaters in a near-crushing manner, and had single-handedly dispersed the dark clouds that hung over the British wizarding world.
This record alone is enough to make him a hot star.
In addition, Hogwarts students are most likely to have idol and power worship when they are teenagers.
So no matter where Zuo Si goes, he will always be followed by a group of boring guys who want to observe and imitate his words and deeds.
If it weren't for the cold and unapproachable aura that he exuded all over his body, he would have been surrounded by fanatical fans long ago.
Especially the "little snakes" of Slytherin House, the eyes that looked at Zuo Si were full of admiration.
After all, in this world, he was the first person who dared to judge Voldemort to his face as a coward and a waste.
Even the number of students who went to the elective course on making magic scrolls skyrocketed, filling up almost every time, in stark contrast to Snape's temporary and lifeless Defence Against the Dark Arts class.
As for poor Gilderoy Lockhart, although he was not completely drained by Voldemort's Horcrux, the diary, he died, but his body was extremely weakened by the erosion of dark magic for a long time, and he is now lying unconscious in the bed of St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital.
According to the attending physician, it is highly likely that he will never wake up again in his life.
Of course, thanks to Lockhart's contributions, Zuo Si has thoroughly mastered the method of making Horcruxes, as well as the complex principles behind them.
In this way, in peace and tranquility, Christmas arrived as scheduled.
Since the Horcruxes had been dismantled in advance, and the basilisk didn't know where Voldemort had been hidden, the atmosphere at the school was no different than before.
Most of the students signed up to go home and planned to spend time with their parents and loved ones.
Even Harry, who originally wanted to stay at the school, was semi-coerced by Snape to sign the list of students who would stay at the school.
The only thing that makes Zuo Si feel more regretful is that without the basilisk attack in the original plot, Hermione would naturally not have mixed the compound decoction and then turned into that cute catwoman form.
For Frecon, this was more inexplicably more exciting than his normal human form.
Maybe......
Can you deliberately create an accident and have some zero-distance interaction with the girl who has become a half-cat and half-human?
"Hey! Soth! What are you thinking? โ
With the girl's shout, Zuo Si quickly recovered from the wonderful fantasy, and immediately responded with a weak heart: "No, it's nothing, I'm just thinking about how to spend the Christmas holiday." โ
"Really? I don't think you just looked a little weird, as if you were thinking about something rude. Hermione's eyes showed intense suspicion.
"How could it be! What's more, we are all so close to each other, even if we are rude, where can we be rude? โ
Zuo Si pulled the girl closer to his arms, trying to distract her by kissing her.
I have to say that Hermione is too immature for him who is experienced in this area, and he is so provoked that he completely forgets what he wanted to say just now.
In the end, it was the cry of the poisonous leopard on the side that made the girl suddenly come back to her senses, quickly tidied up her messy clothes, hair and skirt, and said in a slightly twisted voice: "My parents want to invite you to the house to spend Christmas Eve together, are you free?" โ
"You're going home?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Because the Granger couple was definitely upper-middle-class in this era, but the family's house was not very large.
According to the girl's own introduction, the first floor is basically a living room and kitchen, and the second floor has only her room and a storage room full of miscellaneous items except for the master bedroom, and there are no guest rooms at all.
Zuo Si didn't understand a little, where did the other party plan to let him rest at night?
Staying out of sleep at night was as easy for him as eating and drinking, the Granger couple certainly didn't know it.
Could it be that British parents are so open-minded that they allow their daughters to sleep in the same room with male classmates at this age?
Hermione obviously sensed something from Zuo Si's expression, and immediately blushed and explained, "Don't think crooked! My parents have cleaned up the utility room on the second floor and you can sleep next door to me. โ
"Is there a surprise on Christmas Eve?" Zuo Si asked with a smile.
"You...... What surprises do you want? Hermione was visibly nervous and flustered.
Zuo Si smiled slightly and whispered in the girl's ear.
Moment!
The latter raised his leg and kicked Zuo Si in anger, and said viciously: "Don't think! โ
Zuo Si was not angry, but spread his hands with a smile: "Then I will have to decline the kindness of Mr. and Mrs. Granger." Why don't you let your parents come to my house? โ
"To your house?"
Hermione was momentarily stunned.
Because she didn't know what this so-called "home" meant.
Is it the house in London's Muggle community, or the property in the wizarding world.
"You haven't been to the house I bought in the forest, have you? Just take this opportunity to take a look together and get to know the road by the way. Trust me, the scenery is stunning, and there's the intimate service of house-elves. Zuo Si took the initiative to send out an invitation.
"Sounds good. I'll talk to my dad and mom when I get back. Hermione was visibly impressed.
So far, she hasn't visited what a wizard's home really looks like.
"In that case, it was decided. After Christmas Eve, when you send your parents home, I happen to have some secrets to show you. โ
With that, Zuo Si kissed the girl on the forehead, and then threw the pieces of meat in the bucket to the poisonous leopard cub who had grown up a lot.
After being fed by its owner, the little leopard immediately devoured it.
Little did it know that it would soon be given as a gift to a certain goddess and then transformed by divine powers.
"Secret?"
Hermione's eyes lit up.
After all, since she realized that Zuo Si was most likely a human from another world, she had been looking forward to the moment when the truth was revealed.
"Yes! Secret. I hope you're mentally prepared. Because once you know that, there's no going back. Zuo Si raised his hand and gently brushed the long hair hanging down from the girl's ear.
But Hermione didn't care about this warning at all, but raised her chin and replied affectionately: "As long as I can be with you, it doesn't matter if this path leads to hell." โ
"I can't see that our honor student Miss also reveals some kind of crazy trait in her bones." Zuo Si teased with a smile.
"No way! In order to be worthy of you madman, I had to turn myself into a crazy woman. Hermione winked playfully.
After deciding how to spend Christmas Eve, the two quickly returned to their dormitories to pack their things and prepare to board the Hogwarts Express.
Just as Zuoth had just walked into the Slytherin common room, he suddenly saw Gemma Farley blocking his way.
At this moment, the female prefect changed into a set of civilian clothes, her black hair had obviously just been washed, her face was even painted with a very delicate makeup, and she was carrying a box in her hand, obviously going home for Christmas.
Out of curiosity, Zuo Si asked in a low voice, "Something?" โ
"I'd like to talk to you alone, are you free?" Gemma Farley got straight to the point.
"I should have some time before Hogwarts Express leaves." After a little thought, Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer.
Soon, led by Gemma Farley, the two entered an empty women's dormitory in Slytherin House.
After repeatedly confirming that no one was eavesdropping around, the female prefect directly took off her coat to reveal a black dress with cut-out lace inside, and asked in a seductive tone: "What do you think of me?" โ
"You?"
Zuo Si looked up and down with an appreciative eye, and then commented: "The figure is quite bumpy, plus the combination of this dress and black stockings, as well as the unruly and ambitious temperament, it can barely score eighty-five points on a 100-point system." โ
"In other words, I'm still attractive to you, am I?" Gemma Farley smirked.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Zuo Si tapped the corners of his mouth slightly.
Because the scene in front of him was all too familiar to him.
As early as when he was an apprentice in the Floating City Mage Tower, similar temptations were staged again and again.
And basically one counts as one, all of them are vicious and ambitious seniors who want to climb up.
There was no doubt that the Slytherin prefect in front of her was exuding the same aura as them.
The only difference is that Hogwarts is still legally and morally constrained, and there is no encouragement for apprentices to compete, murder, and eliminate each other.
Otherwise, it is estimated that the people of the other three houses would have died long ago, and in the end, only Slytherin House would be left to achieve its goals.
"How about I be your subordinate and lover? Don't worry, I'm a tight-mouthed and good at keeping secrets, and I'll never be detected by Hermione Granger. And ......"
Gemma Farley suddenly bent down and whispered in Zuosi's ear, "I can give you the thrill and wildness that she will never be able to show." โ
"Sounds like a good idea. But the question is, what do you want from me? โ
As if he was not affected at all, Zuo Si turned his head sideways to stare at the other party's black eyes and asked.
Gemma Farley was obviously surprised that this junior in front of her could remain calm, even indifferent, in this situation.
You must know that she has tried the same method on other boys, and the other party will become irrational like a beast in heat.
After a moment of silence, the prefect took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I hope to do my own career in the Ministry of Magic, so I need your support and help." โ
"You want to be the Minister of Magic too?" Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"That's right! I want to be not only the Minister of Magic, but the youngest and longest-serving Minister of Magic. And you will be my master, the true master behind the wizarding world. โ
Gemma Farley got down on one knee in a graceful gesture and kissed the magic ring on Zuosi's finger.
This is a very symbolic move.
Throughout Europe, both in the Muggle world and in the wizarding world, allegiance and obedience were implied.
Zuo Si did not refuse the other party's action of kissing the ring, but said in a slightly appreciative tone: "I like your ambition and boldness. But whether you deserve it or not, it will take time to tell. Know Umbridge? When you graduate, go to her and she will place you in a suitable position. โ
"Umbridge? She's your person! โ
Gemma Farley jerked her head up, her eyes glittering with undisguised surprise and fanaticism.
Because if this is true, it means that Zuo Si has already put his hand into the Ministry of Magic, and he also has a huge political force in his hands.
"My people?
No, no, no, I don't look down on that kind of short-sighted fool.
She's just a pawn.
If you're good enough, I'm always ready for you to replace her.
But if you don't perform to my satisfaction, or if you feel that your wings are stiff and you want to fly solo, I don't mind having someone else replace you.
After all, the British wizarding world is so dangerous, even if Voldemort and his Death Eaters suddenly return, it wouldn't be a surprise to kill one or two ministers of magic......"
As he said this, Zuo Si raised his wand and gently swiped it across Gemma Farley's slender and white neck, and slowly lowered it against the skin until it rested at the heart of the heart.
This fear, mixed with excitement, fanaticism, and adoration, made the ambitious prefect feel an unprecedented thrill, and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably.
As a member of Slytherin House, she was born with no resistance to this powerful, confident, and evil-scented opposite sex.
In a way, Gemma Farley is not fundamentally different from the crazy Bellatrix.
It's just that the latter has a more flamboyant personality, while the former is relatively calm and calm.
"It is the greatest honor of my life to meet you and serve you. I swear I will never let you down, let alone betray you. โ
Gemma Farley let her wand against her heart and didn't do anything, but puffed up her chest to show her best side, and her eyes revealed a hint of anticipation.
It's a pity that Zuo Si didn't make any further moves, and withdrew his wand and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good!" I'm looking forward to seeing what you do. Now, you're good to go. โ
"Let's go?" Gemma Farley froze slightly. "Don't you need my service?"
"No, you don't! At least not now. Because no one can force me when I don't want it, and no one can refuse me when I want it. If one day I need your service, I will appear directly in front of you and give orders. Until then, all you need to do is do your job. โ
After saying this, Zuo Si left the empty girl's dormitory without a head.
As for Gemma Farley, she stayed where she was, as if she had just experienced an aftermath, with an extremely satisfied expression on her face, and whispered in a voice that only she could hear: "That's right! That's the kind of master I'm looking for. Strong, calm, wise, and unquestionable. โ
After about three or five minutes, she slowly got up from the ground, put on the coat again, regained her usual cold temperament, and set out on the way home with her suitcase.
After returning to where he lived, Zuo Si was packing up his things and complained: "I found that the wizards in this world, especially the students who graduated from Slytherin House, have a bit of abnormal brain circuits. They always seem to want to find a backer and master for themselves, and then go crazy to engage in an irrational personality cult. โ
"What's so bad about that? Isn't it just right for you to get started? I think that Gemma Farley was very good. has both ambition and ability, and looks and figure are not bad, will be a good lover. When Umbridge is abandoned, she can take the former's place and become one of the grippers of your secret control of the world. โ
The diary said his opinion nonchalantly.
"Do you think I still need a grip to control the world? The deep well of the soul, which is the source of magic, is now in my pocket. As long as the problem of time magic is solved and the lost seal scroll is retrieved, no matter what I want to do in this world, no one can stop it. Zuo Si rolled his eyes angrily.
The diary said disdainfully, "Then why did you accept Gemma Farley's allegiance just now?" Wouldn't it be better to let her just get out? โ
Zuo Si sneered and shook his head: "No, you don't understand. If I don't accept allegiance, Gemma Farley may defect to Voldemort in the future, or even become a pawn to be sacrificed. Even for the sake of the kindness she once expressed to me in the first grade, I would give her a hand. โ
"So...... Are you doing this out of pity? There was a hint of playfulness in the diary's tone.
"It's not mercy either. After all, Gemma Farley's excellent talent is there, and she will inevitably be a very skilled strong woman in the future. She and Hermione have the same development potential, and maybe sometime they will come in handy. After all, there is never too much talent pool. By the way, how do you think I would react if I gave Talona a gift? Zuo Si asked casually.
"WellโI guess it's ecstasy. After all, she has always been the one who sent you something, and this is the first time you have sent her something. Moreover, the Poison Sac Leopard is very suitable as a symbol of the goddess of poison and disease, and if it is propagated in Faeron, it will inevitably increase its influence and provide a powerful boost to its druid followers. The diary said with a serious analysis.
Zuo Sishen nodded approvingly and continued to ask: "Do you think I can exchange this thing for a great druid with the goddess?" โ
"The Great Druid? Oh oh my God! You don't want to ......?"
The diary communicates with the creator's mind and immediately perceives what its master wants to do.
(End of chapter)