hotmtlnovel Chapter 128 The Plan Behind It
Chapter 128 The Plan Behind It
Eric stood outside the Stone Beast Agency and glanced at the principal's tower behind him with a puzzled expression. He couldn't tell if it was an illusion. He always felt that a familiar wave had just erupted from the principal's office, but he couldn't think of it. Where did I feel it?
But considering the profound actions and temptations of the principal just now, he put away his curiosity and walked to the auditorium on the first floor.
It's time to seriously learn Occlumency. Dumbledore's last few attempts and the dual brain protection of the Indomitable skill and robot mode almost failed to stop his Legilimency.If the old principal really treated him as an enemy, as long as he applied more force, his brain defense would be broken by him.
This made Plan A, which Eric had been implementing, fail, so he needed to learn Occlumency honestly.
In the principal's room on the top floor of the tower, Albus Dumbledore pushed up the glasses on his crooked nose. Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in the room, he stood up holding on to the table.
"Good evening, Welfare!"
Dumbledore looked at everything that was still in the office and sighed: "We haven't seen each other for seven or eight years."
He waved the Elder Wand and conjured a cup of coffee, which floated in front of the new young man and reminded him: "No sugar added."
The young man smiled and drank the coffee carelessly. At the same time, he stretched out his fingers and made a stirring motion. The coffee cup he had just finished was filled with another dairy product.
He took a sip of the new drink and praised: "I still like to drink Wangzai milk."
After admiring, the young man sat down, and a gorgeously decorated chair automatically appeared behind him. Just like his appearance, the chair appeared very smoothly, and gave Dumbledore a feeling that the chair had been there all along. It feels like it has been there for hundreds of years.
"You seem to be stronger!"
Albus Dumbledore closed his eyes and savored the charm of the rules just now, looked at the young man with emotion, and then turned his eyes to the direction of the office door, and continued: "Who would have thought that such a weak young man would be here at this moment?" A young wizard can actually grow into such a powerful and terrifying being in the future, Mr. Eric Foley!"
The young man sitting on the chair raised his head, and the hood on his head was automatically lowered, revealing a face that was very similar to Eric. He silently looked at Principal Dumbledore who was still standing behind the desk. He shook his head slowly and sighed desolately: "Is it powerful? I don't think so. After integrating the rules of time, I am just its prisoner, and I don't even have a way to escape."
As he spoke, the grown-up Eric Foley raised his hands, revealing the shackles on both wrists under the sleeves: "It is more like a poison. I have to rely on it to survive, but I am constantly affected by it." torture."
Dumbledore looked at the young man in front of him. He was also silent for a long time. He turned out from behind the desk and walked to the portrait of Phineas Black in this space where time stopped. He watched the young man come back in a hurry and sit down. The old Blake in the lower half stretched out his old hand and touched the empty space next to the table in the portrait, where Elton Farrar disappeared.
"I just wanted to use Legilimency to find out how much information you knew during this period, or whether he was aware of your existence, but in vain. His brain seemed to be protected by something. It’s hard for me to break through, just like the Sorting Hat said on the day of sorting, your mind goes blank.”
Dumbledore looked at the young man behind him: "I'm worried that if you know your existence, the rules of time will erase you."
Young Eric shook his head, with a strange smile on his face: "He is me, but not me. I am his future, but not his only future. This is what I leave to myself." A glimmer of hope, and it seemed that because of our plan, I also found a perfect scapegoat."
He snapped his fingers with his left hand, and the lines on his palm engraved a shadow on the top of his palm, splitting into countless threads, and condensing into a picture on the top of his palm.It was the scene of Eric in the Room of Requirement. He and Dumbledore watched Eric take away the wig and crown, and watched the battle between Eric and the strange stone statue.
When Dumbledore saw the chains popping out of the space, his blue eyes shrank, and he looked at the split half of the head in the picture in surprise, which looked very similar to the face of the young man in front of him, and he was unsure. Asked: "This is it?"
The young Eric nodded affirmatively. At the moment when the chains pulled the stone statue away from the space, he slowly exhaled and said with an excited expression: "That's right, a new way to break the situation."
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After the other three people in the dormitory fell asleep, Eric took out the things he received in the principal's office.
He didn't know what was in the small bag, but it made a loud noise when he took it out. He untied the complicated rope in confusion and saw the dazzling golden galleons inside.
Is this an apology from the Ministry of Magic?
He grabbed it casually and made a rough estimate. There should be more than 100 galleons in the bag.Eric silently threw the bag on the bed, and the gold galleons inside made a crisp collision sound.
200 gold galleons?What about sending beggars away?Are you short of money?
Before boarding the Hogwarts train, Catherine stuffed a bag of gold galleons into Eric's schoolbag as his pocket money for this year, no more, no less, exactly two hundred, but because the first and second-year students could not go to Hogwarts, Germode, Eric has only spent 10 galleons on Teemo to buy some robes in Diagon Alley, and the remaining coins are still lying in his bag gathering dust.
You can give me some other stuff, some magic materials, natural materials and earthly treasures. Isn’t that what happens in those novels?After the protagonist pretends to be cool and gets slapped in the face, those villains send beauties and treasures. I can’t bear the beauty, but how about the treasure?
Eric speechlessly threw the bag containing the Galleons back into the system backpack, and when he was about to lie down to sleep, the system jumped out again.
"Task: 'Knowledge is the greatest wealth of mankind' has been completed ()
The formula for the elixir has been distributed."
"Quest: Potions Master
The difference between winners and losers is that successful people not only have talent, but also have the spirit of perseverance. With a lot of money in your hands, you will naturally not indulge in the praise of the weak. After thinking about it again and again, you decide to work hard and become the leader. As an artist you admire, you focus on the preparation of potions that you are best at, and decide to take your first step here.
How to complete the task: Successfully complete the preparation of the Felixir.
Mission completion reward: Potions skill +1, wolfsbane potion recipe. "
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Okay, I know you have bad intentions in the system and want me to compete for the Sir Merlin Order and the Potions Master.
This doesn't look like a system that allows me to reach the peak of my power, but rather like a sub-career system that is a must-have for every player in life.
Eric complained a few words in his heart and fell into a deep sleep with the starlight shining through the window.
In a country villa hundreds of miles away from Hogwarts, Damocles Belby, who was carefully preparing potions in the potion making room, suddenly froze, as if he had been hit on the back of the head. In general, he rolled his eyes and fell down, pushing the pile of sophisticated potion instruments in front of him off the table and smashing them to pieces.
The potion formulas he wrote on the whiteboard in the room, as well as the research and development records on Wolfsbane potions recorded on parchments on other tables, slowly disappeared after he fell to the ground.
(After thinking about it again and again, I decided to tell everyone some of my settings. I have been filling in and digging holes crazily in recent chapters. I believe everyone has guessed a lot of the plot. Also, I don’t know if there will be any. Readers have mistaken the fan setting. Wolfsbane potion was invented before Harry was in his third year, probably around his second year, and it has nothing to do with Snape, he just knows how to configure it.)