Looking at Snape's movements, Harry knew that he was extracting his own memory. As Snape tore it off, it fell gently into the pensieve, spinning into silvery white in the basin.
Neither gas nor liquid.
Snape did this twice more, adding the silver substance to the stone basin. He did not explain, but carefully lifted the pensieve to the shelf next to it, then turned around and pointed the wand at Harry.
"Stand up and take out your wand, Potter."
Harry stood up nervously, took out his wand, and then the two began to confront each other across the table.
"You can disarm me with your wand, or defend yourself in any other way you can think of," Snape said.
"what are you up to?"
After Harry listened to Snape's words, he suddenly began to feel a little scared, and then he looked at Snape's wand and asked this sentence. Snape's answer was very slight, but it was enough to cast a spell.
Swift and clear.
"I'm going to get into your brain, and we're going to see how resistant you are. I heard you've shown resistance to the Imperius Curse... You'll find that similar abilities are used here... Now, get ready...
Legilimency!”
Snape made a sudden move, leaving Harry with no time to prepare to resist. Then the office swayed and disappeared in front of his eyes, and pictures flashed through his mind like a movie, and he felt like he couldn't see it.
things around.
But soon, some pictures appeared in front of his eyes again, but there was something else that appeared together. That was when he was five years old and watched Dudley riding on his new red bicycle, and his heart was filled with jealousy...
When he was nine years old, he was chased into a tree by the guard dog Lippi, and the Dursleys laughed on the lawn... He wore the Sorting Hat and heard it say that he could go to Slytherin...
When these scenes appeared one by one, a voice in Harry's head began to roar, No! You can't watch this, you can't watch, this is private!
Accompanied by a sharp pain in his knee, Snape's office returned. Harry found himself falling to the ground, and one knee seemed to have hit the table leg hard.
And when he looked up at Snape, he found that he was rubbing his wrist. At this time, there was a red and swollen whip mark there, which looked like a brand.
"Do you want to cast a stinging charm? Potter."
"No, Professor."
"I think so. You just let me go in too deep and lost control."
"So, you saw everything just now? Professor."
"Just some snippets, so, whose dog is that?"
"It belonged to my aunt, Maggie."
When Snape heard the name, his eyes flickered, but Harry noticed it. Then he spoke again, but this time, what he said surprised Harry.
"But, for a first time, it's not too bad. At least you finally stopped me, even though you wasted time and energy yelling. You have to concentrate and use your brain to resist me instead of using your body.
Magic wand.”
"Understood, Professor, let's continue."
"This is not like your usual style. Let me see what tricks you have up your sleeve. Your secrets are hidden from me. Now, close your eyes, Potter."
After listening to Snape's harsh words, Harry subconsciously moved his lips, but ultimately said nothing. Instead, he obeyed Snape's order and closed his eyes.
"Get rid of distracting thoughts, Potter, put aside all feelings. You failed, Potter, you need to restrain your rusty mind, concentrate your thoughts, and start..."
This is not an easy task, and while Harry and Snape were working hard for Occlumency, a guy who was born with this ability also started his own plan.
He once again came to the ominous place of Azkaban, where he continued to study the runes and dark magic while waiting for the arrival of a person.
Facts have proved that his time was not in vain. Not long after he started, the man arrived. And when he arrived, it also proved one thing, that is, the dementors had indeed taken refuge with Voldemort.
In other words, to a certain extent, they regarded him as one of their own kind, or even a higher-ranking being. This was a good thing for Rove to a certain extent.
Because this is a brand new expansion for his dementor research topic. Many times, he almost forgets that his ideal is just to be a magizoologist.
"My family, you are free! Moreover, we have many new partners! Hey hey..."
"I think the family and friends you are talking about do not include me."
Rolf's sudden voice interrupted Voldemort's laughter. It felt like a duck that had been quacking suddenly being pinched by the neck. It made people feel inexplicably comfortable, but obviously Voldemort did not
Think so.
"It's you! How dare you appear in front of me and still be here!"
"It's me. Are you happy to see me? Are you happy?"
"Avada eats the big melon!"
"Wow! Is it so violent!? Although the death curse is very useful, don't shoot randomly."
"kill him!"
The furious Voldemort issued an order to kill Rolf, but soon he found that this was in vain. As an opponent who was on par with him, whether it was his old Death Eaters or his new fans
Dementors are no match for Rove.
However, Rove had no intention of killing him, so when facing the Death Eaters who rushed up, he just knocked them unconscious. As for the dementors who surrounded him, when Rove's silver raven Patronus appeared,
, and was chased all over the sky.
"I knew there was no way I could count on these losers, so in the end I had to do it myself."
"Since you know, why do you still let them go? Is it to be more imposing?"
"Avada eats the big melon!"
The only answer to Luo Fu was the green light and the killing curse that shot out. Of course, this move had no effect on Luo Fu. He also hit him with a killing curse, and the air flow generated after the two curses collided and exploded.
Two people got up their robes.
Voldemort narrowed his glowing red eyes, and Rolf reached out to tie the falling silver raven Patronus and placed it on his shoulder.
"What do you want? If you are willing to surrender to me, I can give you everything you want, and even share the secret of eternal life with you."
"What I want is actually very simple, but it's a pity that you don't..."