"Sir!" Bojin Bock raised his head pitifully. Those who knew him had never seen him as humble as he had for a moment. Even when facing Voldemort, Voldemort would say to him: "Come on, my good brother." But he was almost begging. Bojin twitched his sweaty body and begged Chen Ang, "I am willing to give you whatever you want, as long as I have it."

"Please tell me...No, don't torture me anymore!"

"Heart and heart-wrenching! He is keen! He is clear-minded! The five senses are closed! Once again... heart and heart-wrenching!"

"No..." Bo Jin wailed. Chen Ang's spell made his nerves sharp to the most sensitive level. Even if the weakest breeze blew through his skin, it was like a steel brush, full of numb, itchy, swollen and painful torture. There is no doubt that Chen Ang improved the heart-drilling curse so that it would be destructive to steel-like nerves.

"Bojin...Bilbo Baggins, can I call you like this?" Chen Ang savored.

Bo Jin didn't understand the implicit meaning of this sentence, but being tortured by Chen Ang for no reason has really destroyed his only psychological bottom line. Even the craziest black wizard will not... not torture people like this for no reason.

He thought Chen Ang had a requirement, and such a requirement would create a psychological bottom line for him so that he could know what he was insisting on, and had a psychological support, firmness or weakness, and there would always be a result, but Chen Ang didn't... Without saying a word, he experimented with the curse he had improved and invented on him, as if his intention was to torture himself for fun.

So Bojin gave up. He just wanted to know what Chen Ang needed so as to give himself a reason to persevere.

"No, you haven't lost yet!" Chen Ang looked at him calmly and said.

"Bojin, I have a question and want to find the answer on you." Chen Ang sat next to Bojin's hanging noose and said slowly: "We all know why Voldemort became the Dark Lord. Although there are not many black wizards as powerful as him, they are not many. He is not the most powerful or the most knowledgeable one. Even you, Karaktakus Bok, has something more than him."

"He advocates blood, but he is a Muggle bastard."

"He thought he was powerful, but he foolishly placed his soul in the Horcrux... Those who did such a stupid thing could not be called the most outstanding. There are many people in this world who are stronger than him, Dumbledore, Nicolomai, Grindelwald, and even you, Bojin Bock, but he was the 'the most dangerous dark wizard in history', which made the wizard here dare not even speak his name."

"We know the answer, because he has nothing to worry about, because he has no 'love', and he does not have the weakness of mortals and wizards. Even though he has many followers, in his mind, they are worthless and are just tools for him to realize his own interests. When those wizards find opposing Voldemort, they will let their relatives and children be cruelly tortured, and when that invisible horror comes to them, they will not even dare to resist."

"There are only a few people, those who also have no weaknesses and no concerns, can fight against him."

"Either, the relatives have died at the hands of Voldemort, or they have a firm will and persistent determination to move forward, protecting their concerns with their strong strength and firm belief..."

"Dumbledore!" Bojin looked up in horror.

"Yes, the greatest white wizard, Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts, is such a person. Voldemort doesn't care about everything, and Dumbledore can sacrifice everything for justice. They are a kind of person, a person that Voldemort cannot defeat." Chen Ang said with slightest: "Bojin, you are such a person too."

"I don't take Voldemort seriously those who enslave and bring fear, because they can surrender once and kneel down for the second time. My question is... Is there anything that can defeat people like you? Defeat Dumbledore, defeat Voldemort, make them fear, and make them surrender?"

Chen Ang looked at Bo Jin's eyes calmly and asked, "Can you give me this answer?"

Bojin trembled and said in a firm voice: "This... is impossible!"

"Take it slow, Mr. Bojin. I'm not in a hurry! Now I'm going to settle down first and use your place to prepare some experimental preparations." Chen Ang Shiran stood up and said, "As for your experiments... I'm very patient." After he said that, he waved Bojin's wand and transformed him into an owl. Bojin felt in horror that he could no longer control his body, a virtual, owl consciousness controlled his body instead of him.

Most of the time, he can control himself freely, but as long as Chen Ang needs him, he can take over him who has become an owl at any time.

"What is your real name?" Chen Ang suddenly frowned and said, "Let me think about... Karaktarkus Bok?" The real name of a person is magical. One of the most powerful legendary magics of the prophetic school mastered by Chen Ang can inherit all the causes and effects that constitute his existence with the coordinates of a person's real name.

With the flashing of Chen Ang's magic wand, all the external relationships that constitute Bojin's existence were placed on the real name "Karaktarkus Bok". Chen Ang picked and chose Bojin's related cause and effect, and stripped away his name and seized it.

At this time, Bo Jin saw a figure appearing on the other end of the glass of the door through the reflection. He flapped his wings excitedly, thinking that Chen Ang would avoid it, but he didn't expect that he would stand there without any concealment. The door was pushed open, and an old and ugly witch, like a shriveled orange peel, appeared at the door. She was holding a tray, and everything contained human nails.

The witch stood at the door and saw Chen Ang, grinning and revealing green teeth, saying, "Mr. Bojin, I just heard an unusual sound here outside. It would be great to see you are fine!"

"Mr. Bojin?" Bojin, who turned into an owl, couldn't help but struggle even more violently when he saw the witch calling Chen Ang like this.

Chen Ang had no intention of stopping him, but the witch noticed the owl. She covered her mouth in surprise: "So someone delivered a letter to you! The roaring letter was quite loud..." Bojin wanted to rush forward to see if she had been imposed a confusion spell, otherwise how could she think of Chen Ang without any doubt?

"I'm going to close the door, get out!" Chen Ang ordered.

Bojin thought that the witch should have recognized something wrong now, but the witch naturally understood Chen Ang's statement and bowed his head to please him and left Bojin's black magic store. Chen Ang raised his hand and cast a warning spell on it. He dragged Bojin's transformed owl to the inner room with one hand. He finally had an experimental body. First, clarify the previous problem. Chen Ang's curiosity about the wizard's bloodline must be explained.

He began to prepare surgical instruments and then restore Bojin to human form.
Chapter completed!