svetikya 0251 Can't sit still Peter
0251 Can't sit still Peter
When the Dark Lord was young and frivolous, he once tried his best to stabilize a spell for himself, delusional to "know everything".
The good effect made him go crazy—literally, at that time he realized that "omniscient" is not a god, but the one who can withstand "omniscient" is.
As a topical figure in the British wizarding world, how many people were talking about him before the word "Voldemort" became taboo?
Someone chatters when eating, someone chatters when studying, someone chatters when taking action, someone chatters when sleepy...
So it's no surprise that he went crazy.
Over the next few decades, Voldemort tried his best to suppress the effects of the spell, and finally got rid of those whispers that could drive people crazy.
But after all, it is suppressed rather than eliminated. It seems that the effect of the residual magic is integrated with the prophecy talent, and occasionally he can sense something related to him.
The stronger the strength of the opponent, the higher the connection with him, the greater the chance of being induced.
Perhaps it was because Aini's malice was too strong just now, and the distance was very close, giving Voldemort the feeling that when he was still a mortal, he was scratched back and forth by more than a dozen knives on his body, and his scales were about to explode.
Except for the danger prediction, the fused ability will not provide him with any relevant information, where the danger comes from, when it will happen, and there is no malicious cashing method, etc. It is difficult to make targeted measures based on this.
It's useless except to scare yourself.And because of the fusion of magic, his talent for prediction was abolished, otherwise he wouldn't need to predict his own fate through other people's predictions.
Just very unhappy.
Lizi was not happy, but Mianzi still pretended to be happy and sat in the seat belonging to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, waiting for his first welcome dinner after taking office.
Of course, if there are no accidents, that will be the last game, whether it is in the plans of Peter himself, or Dumbledore, Ernie, and Voldemort.
Just when Peter trembled slightly, Dumbledore glanced at him, and then looked away pretending not to notice.
Calculating the time, Aini should have sent the children to Hogsmeade. With him, there will be no problems in terms of safety. The old headmaster is very relieved about this.
I just don't know if that brat will take the initiative to attend the banquet after seeing off the students. Although it's just a meal, it can show his inner attitude.
Although I don't know why, since the beginning of Aini's tenure, Dumbledore has discovered that there is an inexplicable gap between this little boy and Hogwarts.
At that time, he thought that Aini's name did not appear in the access book, and he felt a little awkward, and he would be able to integrate it after a while.
One year, two years, the time was many times longer than he expected, but Dumbledore found that the gap between the other party and Hogwarts was slowly shrinking, but it never disappeared.
This is not what he wants to see the result, he is already "old", it's time...
"Meow~"
The loud meowing interrupted the old man's thoughts, but he was not annoyed at all, instead he showed a sincere smile.
Meow meow, hello everyone.
The spirit kittens jumped out of Aini's arms as soon as they entered the door, and jumped onto the table one by one to say hello to familiar professors.
Since he began to linger in the dormitories of various colleges, Tom changed his introverted personality and got acquainted with some professors early on, and often got snacks of different flavors to share with his partners.
Minerva's special canned cat food, Felius' fine meat jerky, Bath Cedar's flavored blood jelly...
Well, this one is more curious. After tasting it once, Maomao thanked him for not being sensitive, but Lu Wei liked it very much. In order to satisfy his cravings from time to time, he gradually tended to become a dog licking.
What's even more amazing is that the snack rated as the most delicious is actually made by Cold Noodles. Maybe the potion master's bonus is applicable to all fluids. The little ointment that makes cats can't stop makes Tom feel very close to Snape. After a minute, he jumped onto the Potions Professor's desk and rubbed the back of Snape's hand.
Looking at the smiling face Sijiao tried to hide, Pomona put away the secret mixed fruit and vegetable strips in envy...
As for the few professors who hadn't been given snacks, Maomao raised their tails and passed by as if they didn't exist.
Hmph, it's a cat with cubs to raise now, and there's no time to waste on those who don't pull out any hair.
But soon Maomao fell into a new distress. Fox and Lulu didn't want to come to the auditorium to join in the fun, and went directly to the kitchen. How would it collect the labor income on the tables?
"Tom, come here."
While thinking hard, Maomao heard Aini's call, and stuck its calf upside down into the owner's arms, meowing non-stop.
"This is for you, go play."
Aini picked out some materials from his pocket, urged the magic power to pinch a bow and stuck it on the cat's neck, and guided Tom to master the usage with his spirit.
Curiously, Tom poked his little paw in and fumbled around. The bowknot was imbued with the No Trace Stretching Curse. Due to the hasty production, the space inside was only the size of a wardrobe, but it was enough to hold some snacks.
After inspecting the new toy, Baby Kitty fiddled with the bow a few times, "meowed" and took a sip of Aini, and then jumped on the table one by one to collect the wages.
"Amazing permanent deformation, if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe your age."
Dumbledore looked at Aini with a smile on his face, and even applauded slightly.
"It's not a permanent deformation. I used some alchemy techniques."
Aini shook his head, and directly used magic power to permanently change the nature of the item, which he couldn't do with his current ability.
"No, I think when you understand the concept of permanent deformation, you should read Hohenheim's "Supreme Art". The concept of permanent deformation in it is too idealized."
Hearing "Supreme Art", Aini nodded this time. It was indeed as Dumbledore said, he learned the concept of permanent transformation from this book.
In Hohenheim's concept, the real permanent transformation technique can change substances at will, iron into water, water into gold, even without any refining, turning ordinary wood into alchemical items made of rare materials.
"I know the mainstream view now, but people have to pursue something."
Aini chuckled, in the current magic world, as long as it is as good as him, it can be called permanent deformation, but as I said just now, people have to pursue something.
"Well, now I think you're right."
Dumbledore smiled approvingly, the urge to recruit a disciple surged in his heart, and then suppressed the idea, let it be, anyway, he was planning to train him as a successor anyway, it doesn't matter whether he is named or not .
The two chatted happily for a while. Peter, who was eavesdropping next to him, was completely confused. He obviously had some impressions of many terms, but they were beyond his comprehension when they were connected together.
On the other hand, Professor McGonagall listened with relish, and occasionally added a few sentences, making him think he was a fake wizard.
Inexplicably, Peter felt that the chair under his buttocks was a bit prickly. I'm sorry. He may have lowered the overall level of the professors. I'm really sorry.