Chapter 48 Beyond Death

From Bella, we can see what kind of person the Dark Lord is.

He was undeniably powerful, knowledgeable, and talented, and as such could teach her the Dark Arts in many ways that neither the school nor the Blacks would teach.

He is also a very permissive teacher. He encourages Bella to do what she likes, whether it is good or bad, as long as she feels happy. In contrast, her two younger sisters are aristocratic etiquette The standard lady.

Sharing the same room with the three Black sisters, Pomona felt that she was about to suffocate, and they were all in the same room for Sirius Black, but this situation was somewhat weird, Narcissa and Andromeda stood behind Sirius, non-stop Wiping her tears with a handkerchief, Bella stood by Snape's side with a look of demanding a fair verdict, Pomona and James Potter stood in the middle of the two groups, and Pringle watched from a distance. Looking at the backs of the two noble young masters, Professor McGonagall sat behind her desk, looking like she was thinking about how to deal with this matter, and she only hoped that this endless torment would end soon.

Fool Hagrid is easy to make friends with people who are not Slytherins. After he found Potter and Sirius who were having fun in the Forbidden Forest, he wanted to invite them to his home for tea, but he was caught by Pringle who was watching the night. He was then excluded from the witness stand.

Snape spent one night spinning the lie to the brim, his only loophole was why he showed up at Hagrid's cabin door with a Hufflepuff, and those two Gryffindors wanted to prove their Innocence is impossible. What they want is for Lasnape to go into the water together, and if they want to be unlucky, everyone will be unlucky together. At this time, her testimony becomes the key.

The rumor that Hufflepuff had an eleven-year-old professor was a little bit heard in the school, but no one paid attention to it, because the old lunatic Dumbledore did too many crazy things, and this may be another whole person. Just kidding, Pomona thought it was really remarkable that she wasn't deranged at the moment.

"Why did you appear at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Miss Martin?" Professor McGonagall stared into her eyes, as if trying to see into her soul.

"That's right, why did you go to the Forbidden Forest?" Sirius Black asked aloud, relying on someone to back him up. James Potter and Snape kept looking at each other, that real gaze was more dazzling than the light of the wand.

Bella had no intention of watching a farce at all. She was so bored that she looked at her nails for a while, then at the decoration of Professor McGonagall's office, and then sneered contemptuously. When she felt that someone was watching her, she turned her gaze to Pommer Na, the latter immediately retracted his gaze, and lowered his head, trying to hide his presence.

That's why Hufflepuff keeps a low profile, how lucky to be a silly Hufflepuff girl.

"I... I heard that there are unicorns in the Forbidden Forest." She said in a crying voice, and she actually shed two tears, which moistened the ground under her feet, "I want to touch it , and got lost in the forest, and met him."

She pointed to the bruised Slytherin who had been kicked in the head by the unicorn, who sneered triumphantly.

"As I said." He said slowly and deliberately in a drawn-out tone, "I am innocent in this incident, Professor McGonagall, and it is Gryffindor that you should punish." student."

Seriously, she wondered if an eleven-year-old boy would really talk to Professor McGonagall in that tone?

As this suspicion expanded in her heart, the eleven-year-old boy was also gradually deformed. He suddenly became a lot taller, and the robe on his body also changed. It was dark green at first, and then black at last. Like the midnight sky.

Then with a "poof", the clothes on his body disappeared. Pomona quickly covered her face, how could she have such an unhealthy imagination.

"He looks like a vampire." Because of his pale complexion, the students in the school said so, but he was really not a vampire. His name is Xue Ni, an "ordinary person" with no striking appearance.

He is harmless to wizards. The soul-snatching technique he knows can be resisted by wizards who know a little bit of Occlumency, but this magic has become quite remote now, and only most pure-blood families still pass it on. .

If you can't clear your thoughts and emotions, imagine yourself in a safe empty room, surrounded by nothing but walls. Any magical energy that wants to invade must first break the outer barrier. It's just to the point of breaking a glass window, which is far behind the real master of Legilimency.

In addition to appearance and size, racial talents also have magic immunity. Giants are almost immune to all magic attacks, including the Avada Kedavra. Perhaps only Tom Riddle can use the Kedavra to kill giants by raising his wand at will. .

Veela is born to be a master of spiritual magic. As for wizards casting magic on goblins, they are like giants holding wooden sticks.

There are many things in Severus Snape's mind that are useful to the Dark Lord, and the wolf-binding potion is just one of them. Dumbledore wants to know more, and he must be close to cast Legilimency. After all, he was wary of everyone, except for the herbal medicine teacher who gave him potion ingredients every day, who would have a more open excuse.

The Legilimency used for jokes when studying is not the same concept as Tom used. Others are at most a brick house, and his brain is an infinitely extending maze. Pomona used to only succeed in occasional sneak attacks. Now it's time for her to reap the consequences.

He is making progress, now he has learned Legilimency Silence, and there will be no staff in the future. Only then will he know whether the racial talent will work again, and what's worse is that Dumbledore is dead, who can control him ?

By the way, there is also Lily, the eternal lily in his heart, representing the kind, pure and harmless part of his soul. As long as he is still alive, he will not become the second Tom Riddle. Where is the old wand? He knew how to become its master, he knew, and with the invisibility cloak, he would become the master of the Three Hallows, realize Tom's unfulfilled dream, and conquer death.

"In the face of desire, all morality and law are useless, Pomona. At that time, people will become beasts, just like the Sphinx."

In Ravenclaw's attic, Patricia was divination with tarot cards again, and she was still dressed as a gypsy woman.

"What is this card?" She pointed to the turned over card, and then realized that something was wrong, her hand was no longer the child's hand.

"This card is called the Chariot," Patricia said. "A prince who combines pride and dignity will drive it to conquer the world. The city behind him is his trophy. There are two Sphinxes, one white and one black. Representing life and death, this is what the prince wants to control and conquer, and it is also his power to move forward."

"Stop, Patricia!" She saw Snape standing in her pillow-strewn classroom in black, not his fifth year clothes.

"How to restrain him?" she heard her younger self ask.

Patricia turned over a card, and it was an empress.

"You know who I am." The naked Snape appeared, just like the Dark Lord who was summoned back by Pettigrew in the Triwizard Tournament, but he was warm, not like You-Know-Who is as cold as a snake.

"Why did you resurrect me? What other tasks did Dumbledore give you?"

She spit on the beast, and then went back to Hogwarts, looking for someone who could help her, Lily Evans.