The school will skim in Ranko's direction and stare at the man strangely.

She always felt a chill in her back just now...... Oh, and she doesn't have the concept of 'back' and 'cool' though.

Ranko smiled back.

The school will turn back to its head and bow its head in silence.

Ranko also turned his head and looked back at the Yin corpse in front of him.

Both sides were in place and did not move at will.

Ranko didn't rush to see what was in the basin in the center of the room, he looked carefully at the thing in front of him, and suddenly frowned.

I felt right before.

"The Deception can work, it's not a corpse."

It's a living corpse.

The Yin Corpse, generally speaking, is a kind of dark magic creature that is manipulated by the summoning of black magic, has no life, no mind, has a part of the soul used as control, is afraid of fire and light, likes dark and damp, and follows the orders of its master.

And in "Secret of Cutting-edge Dark Magic", there is also a record of a dark magic creature with an extremely cruel manufacturing method, 'living corpse'.

Unlike the Yin Corpse, the Living Corpse can be considered a 'living corpse'. The process of making a living corpse is much more complicated than that of a yin corpse, and the selection of 'living corpses' is generally for those with high physical strength and relatively strong mental and soul states.

The reason why it is necessary to choose people with relatively strong mental and soul states is because when making living corpses, they need to be tortured and killed in an extremely cruel way, and then the dark wizard will use various magic potions to supplement the left black magic to preserve the imprisoned soul and body together.

Those who are in a bad mental state or soul state can only be regarded as half-finished living corpses, not much different from yin corpses.

Corpses made in this way will exceed human limits, and can even resist many spells and ignore many spells.

If the Yin Corpse is a remnant of the soul that has been manipulated with black magic, then the living corpse is a dark magic creature that has manipulated its entire soul and mind by black magic. This is similar to Imperius, but is completely different in nature.

Moreover, because the soul of the living corpse is preserved along with the mind, it is more manipulable than the Yin corpse. The perfect living corpse can even walk through the crowd in a normal way, living like a human being, easily undetected.

Because the Dementor can only be activated against beings with thinking and human-like thinking, Ranko approached the female corpse and carefully looked at the fast-to-tear clothes on the other party's body, and after finding nothing abnormal, he reached out and directly gouged out the other party's eyes with his pale and slender fingers.

The female corpse's body trembled, and Ranko did not hesitate to add another layer of petrification charm, and then it quieted down.

"Of course, the vast majority of living corpses created with tortured souls are just running around like madmen, and their IQ is not much better than that of Yin corpses. In addition to having to obey the 'master' due to the power of magic, it itself has a very strong destructiveness that the Yin corpse does not have, which is related to the degree of torture it suffered before death. ”

What Ranco Regent reads is rather dangerous and gory, repetitive and unstyled.

The eyes are the windows to the mind, and the eyes of the living corpses can be used as a material for some dark magic consumption.

Gouging out the other party's eyes, Ranko's hand shook, and a glass vial soaked in gray-black liquid became more in his hand.

He tossed the two eyes, which were severely dehydrated and fairly intact, into the glass vials containing the gray-black liquid, and then took out the strange book and stuffed the living corpse into the book.

Each page of the Strange Book is a space that has been unfolded using the Traceless Stretching Charm, and the non-resisting living corpse naturally can't stop Ranko from stuffing it into the book.

After putting away the living corpse, Ranko let out a sigh.

"It seems that Grindelwald did more than just resurrection stones."

The basin in the center contains the Resurrection Stone.

If Grindelwald had a Resurrection Stone, then it represented an endless army of Yin Corpses, or an army of living corpses.

"The Resurrection Stone is said to be able to bring the dead back to life, but it is essentially an advanced version of the Regent's Mind, which follows the principles of ancient magic and 'creates' something between the physical and the soul from the memories and minds of the bearer."

The resurrection stone resurrects only the 'people' who hold pessimistic thoughts, and this kind of 'people' can even make the holder commit suicide because the resurrected person cannot be truly resurrected.

But it was just a genuine resurrection stone, and now what this one could become under Grindelwald's transformation, Ranko didn't know.

Does it become the raw material of the Yin Corps and the Living Corps, replacing the original crazy soul as the driving force for the action of the Living Corps?

Think about it, is it a terrible living corpse with excessive physical strength and ignoring death curses and many black magics, or is it a living corpse that has been given clear thinking by a wizard, or even created a mind completely according to the wizard's conception, and the body is no different from a yin corpse?

The soul of the Yin Corps has very few needs and will only act according to the instinct of magic. After dying for a long time, the corpse will not carry a soul, so this soul can come out of the resurrection stone, and it only takes a little bit to make a yin corpse and act as low-level cannon fodder.

And the corpse stuffed with a complete soul and personality will suddenly become the handle in the yin corpse, and it can command the action of the yin corpse without even the need for a wizard to give orders, and it is a high-ranking general.

As long as the Resurrection Stone holder has enough time, he can completely build a group of undead legions that only obey him.

Think of the endless stream of undead creatures coming from all directions, dead people everywhere, and the dead people are packed with the 'souls' built by the resurrection stone, and you watch your relatives and friends get up from the ground again and chase you.

Spells can't be blown up, fists can't be smashed******* zombies are zombies.

Tsk, just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

"So why didn't Grindelwald take the Resurrection Stone back then?"

If he had taken it, then the battle situation before his death would have been anything like that.

The school's will is still motionless, quiet and not quite like words.

Ranko looked at the school and saw that there were many transparent silk threads around her, which had covered the third floor of the ceiling.

Grindelwald's Isolation Magic will be relatively easy to break through from within, and as long as the school's will breaks through this barrier, it will be incorporated into the school section immediately.

You can't wait any longer.

Ranko then walked to the center of the room.

The eyes of the school will moved with him, and he didn't say anything.

Walking over to the stone basin, which was about the height of his chest, Ranko looked at the silvery-white translucent liquid.

Sinking in the center of the stone basin is an octahedral black crystal with a transparent luster. It appears somewhat distorted by the refraction of a silvery white translucent liquid.

Ranko took a closer look, took out the dragon's skin gloves from his pocket, put them on his hands, and then reached into the stone basin to retrieve the resurrection stone.

The silvery-white liquid in the stone basin suddenly began to shake when the dragon skin gloves came into contact with it, and they quickly wrapped around the dragon skin gloves, trying to break the gloves and the hands inside.

A yellow-green bandage appeared on Ranko's hand, peeling off the skin one by one, and quickly stretched the glove wide, blocking the considerable force.

His hand slowly descended, through the increasing obstruction of the silver-white liquid, and grasped the octagonal black crystal.

In the process of lifting up, the things in Ranko's idle basin were too much of a hindrance, and a spell was given, and then they settled down.

After getting the resurrection stone, Ranko first glanced at the school's will, and saw that she still didn't react, so he looked at the stone in his hand again.

Maybe it was through the dragonskin glove, or maybe it was the effect of the Occlumency, but Ranko didn't see anything.

Oh, and maybe he didn't have anyone resurrected.

From his pocket, he magically took out a wooden box with fine lines on the surface and many ancient magic scripts, and Ranko put it into it.

Then, he picked up the translucent silver-white liquid from the stone basin with his wand and stuffed it into a glass jar also engraved with ancient magic scripts, and then stuffed it into his pocket along with the dragonskin gloves he had taken off.

After doing this, Ranko walked in the direction of the school's will.

"How?"

It's going to take a while. ’

The school remained motionless, and the silk threads that covered the ceiling converged in a clump that seemed to extend outward through the ceiling overhead.

But there is a thin, tight membrane that keeps those threads out and makes them easily impenetrable.

"Need help?"

I want to keep the school will in my possession, but now is not the time.

The school's great will is still asleep, and she wants as many temporary 'guardians' as she wants in front of her, and if she loses this, she can also produce the next one, and it is unknown what the next one will be.

Forget it, you can also study it if you keep it around.

The school will heard a sigh that seemed to be nothing, and she didn't know what the dark magic professor at their school had in mind, and there was finally no strange feeling in her eyes when she looked at her...... There's something even more incomprehensible......

School Will: ......

'Pierce the ceiling. ’

“ok。”

Ranko picked up his wand and pointed it in the direction of the ceiling.

It's not a physical breakdown, but looking out from the glass on the third floor of the library where you can see the scene outside, you can see that this is still on Durmstrang campus, with scattered snowflakes and a spectacular old castle outside.

Break Grindelwald's magic, let the will of the school mark this place, and reintegrate this place into the school.

A black spell flew out of the tip of the staff and hit the membrane on the ceiling, which trembled.

This is followed by the second, third, and fourth.

Cobweb-like cracks began to appear in that film.

The tip of the staff slashed lightly through the air, one after the other, without pause or hesitation, and the powerful spell cracked countless gaps in the top of the head.

At the same time, the school will connect Durmstrang through the cracks.

She did not hesitate to awaken the great will of the school.

——

Durmstrang, East Tower, a lounge connecting to the Vice Chancellor's office.

Professor Danlin, who had fallen asleep, suddenly opened her eyes.

"What's going on?"

A house-elf dressed in somewhat shabby clothes appeared in the room, his voice sharp and undisguised in horror.

"Danlin! Professor Danlin! ”

"Earthquake! The school is shaking! Large earthquake!

”

Earthquake?

Professor Dan Lin's eyes flashed with astonishment, and she quickly got up and dressed and walked out.

"What about the other professors?"

Durmstrang's principal is not the best one, and the vice principal, Professor Dan Lin, is simply using herself as a superman, which also makes her turn around all day long, and sometimes it is even difficult to sleep well.

The feeling of being woken up by a rare fall asleep made Professor Danlin a little irritable, but fortunately she quickly took control of her emotions and quickly left the East Tower after drinking the refreshing potion, regardless of the panic on her face, as if the Death Eaters had hit Karkaroff at the school.

There was a slight tremor in all the buildings throughout the school.

This tremor is not strong, and it is said that it is a big earthquake, and the real number is exaggerated.

But in Durmstrong, which has layers of magical protection and is almost invulnerable to natural disasters, it is very abrupt. House-elves didn't know what the shaking meant, but for a startled creature like them, this apparently unusual change could make them mess up.

The house-elves in the North Tower also woke up the professors, and when Professor Harlenius knocked on the door on the fourth floor, Ranko was already standing in the doorway, dressed neatly.

"What's going on?"

Seeing that Professor Harlenius didn't even wear a wizard's robe, his hair was messy, and he looked like a sloppy middle-aged uncle, Ranko shook his head at first, and then asked.

"The house-elves say there's an earthquake, my Merlin, Durmstrang there's an earthquake, I've never heard of it."

Speaking of this, Professor Harlenius glanced at Professor Malfoy with some suspicion, he always felt that the professor of dark arts in front of him was very determined.

"Durmstrang has an earthquake? Something went wrong with the school's protective charm? ”

As soon as he heard Professor Harlenius talk about the earthquake, Professor Malfoy immediately showed great interest, and pulled Professor Lalenius to run downstairs.

"Wait, hey, wait, Malfoy......" Professor Harlenius was dragged by the hand, and almost fell to the ground, and the strange feeling in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Where did Malfoy get such a big hand? Hey, it's the same morning jog, what is he doing?

Pulling back his robe, Professor Harlenius looked serious, and was about to speak when he heard Professor Malfoy ask, "What are you waiting for?" Your star says we're going to be stoned to death? ”

With that, Ranko stopped where he was, maintaining that patient posture.

"Smash ......"

Professor Harlenius choked on Malfoy's words.

Oh, and of course, he's always had a knack for being angry.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Professor Malfoy shook his wand and said, "Hurry up, Professor Haronnius." Since there was an earthquake, it means that there may be a problem with the school's protection magic, otherwise it would not have been possible for this natural disaster to spread to the school. ”

Professor Harlenius nodded helplessly, putting Malfoy's behind him.

There were other people on the fourth floor, and Miss Stricker and Miss Gustavsson did not come out under the soothing of the house-elf teacups.

When the North Tower was quiet again, the teacups came out of the room of the two young ladies.

At the same time, in the shadows behind it, a house-elf was covering its mouth in horror, its bulging eyes filled with tears.

"Quiet."

Teacup looked at the house-elf who had trespassed into the master's room and was quickly subdued by all kinds of magic in the room, but happened to see the house-elf who had come back from the window, and there was indescribable anger in his eyes.

"The teacup should have said, oh, the teacup remembered that it should have been said, it is not allowed to enter the room of the owner of the teacup without permission."

The house-elf covered its mouth and whimpered, its hands seemed to be glued to its mouth, and even if it wanted to scream instinctively, it still couldn't speak.

"Oh, of course, the owner of the teacup, that merciful Mr. Malfoy will spare you a way."

Teacup waited for the house-elf's fear to almost fill his body, and after he had been taught a full lesson, he nodded slowly.

It pulled a wand out of its somewhat worn-out clothes and aimed it at the house-elf in an unconventional position.

The cloudy eyes are gradually occupied by black.

Its voice approached humans, and its slightly childish voice resembled that of its owner:

"[obiviate] (forget everything)."