Chapter 962: One Thousand Horcrux Production Diagrams

"I say it's true, it's true..."

The originally noisy principal's office suddenly became silent at this moment.

The principals all looked at Kyle with disbelief in their eyes.

They originally thought that Kyle had written it wrong, but they didn't expect that he actually did it on purpose.

And using the Cruciatus Curse and the Imperius Curse on himself, is this really an idea that a normal wizard can come up with?

"They will die." A principal couldn't help but said: "No one will use the Imperius Curse on themselves. This may cause the curse to completely get out of control..."

"Oh, is it just possible?" Kyle blinked, and once again controlled the shorthand quill to fall on the parchment, crossed out a line of words, and added some new content.

When Kyle picked up the parchment again, the principals discovered that where the Imperius Curse had been, it had become the Death Curse.

This is not a cover up at all, it is clear that we want to kill them...

Thinking of this, some principals looked at Dumbledore at the far end.

"This is the student you taught?" Phineas said, "Although I am called the most unpopular principal in history, I think I am more qualified than you."

Phineas actually didn't like the title of 'the most unpopular principal in history', and he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, insisting that someone was targeting him.

But now, Phineas suddenly found himself accepting it.

It's just that he was unpopular, but it wasn't that he was unqualified. At least his students at the time were all good kids.

Unlike Dumbledore... who got entangled with Grindelwald when he was young, taught Tom Riddle, who was obsessed with dark magic, in middle age, and trained an even more inappropriate wizard like Kyle when he was old.

He even has the title of the strongest white wizard and is loved by everyone.

"Why..." Phineas looked resentful, "You really deserve to die!"

Dumbledore smiled and looked away. He really didn't expect Kyle's method to be so... unexpected.

"It's safer now." Kyle didn't notice the little moves of the principals and said to himself, "Actually, I originally wanted to write a death curse, but I was worried that they might not believe it, so I changed it to a death curse. Soul Curse."

"It's impossible for anyone to believe even if it's the Soul-Impering Curse." Armando Dippet couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Even portraits like us who can't think can see that this process is wrong. , let alone living wizards...their brains are not just a bunch of paint."

"Then what if this method was obtained by them after all the hard work." Kyle smiled, "If you just throw the parchment out, they will definitely not believe it, but if it is carved deep underground in Nurmengard, On the stone somewhere.

"It would be more believable to say that Grindelwald, who once swept across Europe, would rather be imprisoned for seventy years to protect the secret."

"Hiss..." There was a sound of inhalation coming from all around.

No matter what Grindelwald's reputation is, the things he has done are legendary. If this parchment really goes through this process, then it is real.

Even if Grindelwald himself said it was fake, no one would believe it. They would just think that Grindelwald was lying to them.

"But..." Principal Delise Derwent frowned: "If you use this wrong production method, you may kill them."

In addition to being the principal of Hogwarts, she is also a famous therapist, so she will inevitably think a little more.

"So what." Kyle said nonchalantly: "The real method of a Horcrux is to kill people to split the soul... If a person can be cruel enough to use the Cruciatus Curse or the Death Curse on himself, then he will definitely Can also be used on others.

"So from another perspective, we are saving people."

Delis Derwent frowned.

She knew Kyle was quibbling, but she thought there was nothing wrong with it.

Indeed, a wizard who is determined to make a Horcrux will definitely run counter to the Wizarding Law.

In addition to the necessary condition of killing and splitting souls, this process also requires the use of more than a dozen different kinds of black magic, large and small, that are expressly prohibited.

So regardless of whether it was successfully produced or not, as long as it was done, the minimum punishment would be a kiss from a dementor.

Looking at it this way, Kyle was right when he said to save people.

"Then how are you going to put it under Nurmengard, and who can find it there?" Someone asked the most critical point.

This process all revolves around Nurmengard, a place more mysterious than Azkaban and impossible for ordinary wizards to find.

"Professor, I need your help with this." Kyle looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore also looked at Kyle and blinked, not agreeing but not rejecting either.

"Of course, this is just a preliminary plan." Kyle continued: "If it is really implemented, more detailed steps will be needed."

"For example, how to find those wizards who are determined to make Horcruxes...how to get them to accidentally discover the legend of Nurmengard from the Death Eaters who slipped through the net...and how many people must die before they can find the engraved diagram of how to make Horcruxes. These methods need to be discussed carefully.”

"You've already said everything, do you still need to discuss it?" Armando Dippet said quietly: "As long as you complete the specific content, it will be a complete plan."

"No, it still needs to be discussed carefully, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong..." Kyle shook his head modestly.

The principal's office became quiet again.

"I like this kid." A bearded principal suddenly spoke, breaking the silence. "If you could have been born a hundred and fifty years earlier, I wouldn't have to hand over the principal to that idiot Phineas."

"Hey, old guy, I'm listening!" Phineas jumped up and was about to scratch the other person's face.

Armando had quick eyes and quick hands, and stretched out his leg in time.

With a bang, Phineas fell face down to the ground and slid forward a long distance.

"He is indeed an idiot." The bearded wizard curled his lips, "...a very lucky idiot. At that time, others were even more stupid than him..."

"You're not much better!" Phineas stood up from the ground and wiped the mud and pebbles from his face.

The only good thing about the portrait is that it won't really get hurt at all. Even if the head falls off, it can be put back together with just a rub of the hand.

Sometimes on a whim, you can try other people's brains.

Phineas had always wanted to go to the second floor of the castle with Armando's head on his head and chat with him all night long in the portrait of the witch holding the hammer, but unfortunately he didn't find the opportunity.

"You don't even look at how many school rules you have added. Hogwarts, which lasted for eight hundred years, only had fifty school rules. After you left office, they doubled...

"Ha, if it weren't for me, the 'least popular principal' would be you!"

Phineas said, and at the same time, he found the opportunity to turn around suddenly and punch Armando in the face who was watching the fun.

"This is what I owe you!" Without any hesitation, Phineas ran away and disappeared into the principal's office in the blink of an eye.

"This idiot," Armando Dippet muttered.

"Aren't you going to chase him?" Kyle asked curiously. The two of them always liked to play this kind of game, but why did Armando suddenly become so generous today.

He didn't get angry even after being punched in the face.

"It doesn't matter, he can't run away anyway. His connections in the Hogwarts portrait are far worse than mine." Armando waved his hand nonchalantly.

"I'm more interested in your plan now. You deliberately avoided Minerva to come to us. You probably didn't just want Albus's help." "Oh... isn't it true that talking portraits can't think?" Kyle pretended. said in surprise.

"It's because the picture on the chocolate frog can't think. It's a little better for us," Armando said, winking.

"Although it's not much, you didn't hide your purpose, right? After all, you didn't go looking for the real Albus."

"That's true." Kyle nodded, "I hope the principals can contribute to this matter."

"What do you want us to do?" Armando asked.

"This." Kyle picked up the parchment again, "I hope you can give it to a wizard who knows how to make Horcruxes and is still alive."

The principals from three hundred years ago turned around and left.

Most of the people they know have become portraits, and the rest are unfamiliar.

"We'll talk about this later." Armando touched his chin, "Tell me what you think first. Besides, we don't know legendary wizards like Grindelwald, so you still need to make up many more stories."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome this time." Kyle shook his head and explained:

"They don't have to do anything deliberately, they just need to reveal it accidentally when someone comes looking for it."

"You can use this one of mine, or you can make up a Horcrux production diagram yourself. The only requirement is that it must be fake. The faker the better."

"Why? Can't we just use yours? It can also increase the credibility." The bearded wizard said, a little confused.

"There is no need to increase the credibility." Kyle said, "Borrowing Grindelwald's name is just to solve the current situation. What I just said is for the future."

"Oh?" The principals became even more curious,

"Tell me about it."

"As long as what you say makes sense, we will help you."

"I actually know a few old guys. As for whether they can make Horcruxes, I don't know."

"It doesn't matter, it's okay if you can fake it."

"If you only prepare one Horcrux production diagram, people may soon find out something is wrong... But what if there are a hundred or a thousand such production diagrams."

Kaier thought for a while and revealed his plan.

"The person you know must be a famous figure in the magical world, right?"

Several principals acquiesced.

As the principal of the only magic school in the UK, not everyone can be friends with them.

"So, is what they say credible?"

"Of course." Kyle laughed and said proactively: "They are inherently credible, and others will naturally believe them."

"Wait a minute," said Delys Derwent. "If that's the case, I don't think many people would be willing to use their reputation to help you lie. Some old wizards value this very much."

"How can this be a lie?"

Kyle said with a serious face: "The method of making Horcruxes was found in ancient magic documents, discovered when exploring magic ruins, and passed down from generation to generation in the family... In short, it is all true."

"What if they die."

"That's right, then no one will know about it." Kyle said as a matter of course, "Just like there will never be a bad review in a store selling mandrake earplugs."

Dalis Devonte was stunned for a moment. As a portrait, she suddenly couldn't understand Kyle's thinking.

"But, but what if there are two people."

"Principal Devonte, this is a bit far-fetched." Kyle spread his hands, "Horcruxes have existed for more than a thousand years. It's impossible that they will become popular all of a sudden because of this incident. How can so many people go to find it."

"Don't get me wrong, Dalis is not making things difficult for you." Armando said quickly: "She is... trying to convince those old wizards.

"You know, if you want them to help, or something that may affect your reputation, you must be fully prepared. "

"...Okay." Kyle sighed and could only say again, "The production diagram is real, but the process is wrong, or the Horcrux has a failure rate, but it is definitely not fake.

"If someone doesn't believe it, let him try it himself. Maybe he will succeed next time."

"That's a good excuse." Armando nodded, and Delis said nothing more.

"If this goes on, when a thousand different Horcrux production drawings from old wizards, ancient books, and magical relics appear, even if someone is lucky enough to find the real thing, they won't believe it.

"At that time, perhaps the Horcrux will completely disappear in another form."

The more Armando listened, the brighter his eyes became.

"Interesting, I'm going to find those old guys now." After saying that, he quickly ran out of the portrait.

Some principals are still hesitating.

"This is equivalent to promoting Horcruxes in disguise."

"Many people will die..."

"They may not have thought about making Horcruxes at the beginning."

"I know what the principals mean." Kyle said loudly: "Do you remember what I said at the beginning?

"If no one asks, don't tell them."

"So I didn't promote Horcruxes, but asked them to change the method of making Horcruxes on their own initiative."

"Like Professor Slughorn..." Kyle looked at Dumbledore, who also didn't move.

"Professor Slughorn knows how to make Horcruxes. Did he influence the students in the school?"