Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 213 The Truth About the Resurrection Stone
"Forget it all."

All three had gun muzzles on their heads, and as the trigger was pulled, a bunch of silver filaments flew out from the other side of their heads, which were threads of memory.

Their eyes were in a trance at this moment, and the memory of less than 2 minutes was deleted from their minds, which would not have a big impact on the wizard.

After waking up his eyes, Dumbledore lit a fire in his hand. The ominous flame was a fire that could burn the soul. The silver thread was ignited without leaving a trace of smoke.

"Huh, is there a thief here?" Harry looked up in a daze, looking at the ruins around him, "Could it be that your potion pot exploded, Godfather?"

"Obviously Dumbledore insisted on making a cake, but the dust exploded."

Snape nodded affirmatively, "How could my potion cauldron explode?"

"Harry, you ate too many beans and farted."

Dumbledore reached out and fanned his nose, as if some strange smell remained in the air.

The three looked at each other, then raised their wands and recited the restoration spell without saying a word. The broken and collapsed interior landscapes flew back to their original positions one after another, as if time had flowed backwards. In just a few tens of seconds, the principal's office It returned to its original appearance.

"Ravenclaw's diadem of the feeble mind."

Harry looked at the shining golden crown with some pain. The previous unsightly black history was naturally eliminated, but in order not to repeat the same mistakes, they left in their minds the memory of the real effect of Ravenclaw's crown.

"Although I don't know what happened, it should be a terrible thing to become mentally handicapped."

Snape patted his chest with lingering fear, "Why did my ribs break?"

He took out a bottle of potion and poured it into his mouth, stretched out his hand and simply broke the bone, it didn't take a few seconds for the injury to heal.

"Give me some, my wrist is broken too."

Dumbledore frowned slightly, and there was still a bruised scratch on his left wrist. Although he guessed who did it in an instant, he didn't say anything, since he chose to delete that memory, There must be a reason for that.

"I don't know why, but it hurts, it hurts too much."

Harry, who was clutching his forehead, had his eyelids twitch crazily when he saw the crown. It was an ominous premonition, an extremely strong ominous premonition.

"I probably guessed what Ravenclaw's message in the crown meant."

"Ravenclaw is an awakened wizard. She left the words 'I am too smart to fit in this world' in the crown. This crown that makes people mentally retarded may be designed by her to be able to communicate with other people normally. Yes."

"The crown will not bring wisdom, but it will allow Ravenclaw who is too smart to communicate with people normally. Only by lowering her intelligence level can others understand what she said."

"It should be so." Snape nodded slightly. "It is really difficult to talk to idiots, Albus, can't you include IQ in the selection criteria for wizards when you recruit students?"

"Especially those from pure-blooded families, there are a lot of mentally handicapped by inbreeding. Although there are smart people, compared with idiots, there are too few smart people."

Although he was the dean of Slytherin, Snape didn't have a good impression of all the pure-blood students in Slytherin. The mixed-race was the main composition of Slytherin, and most of the elite group were mixed-race Wizards, this is what Slytherin really relied on to win the Academy Cup for seven consecutive years before Harry came.

"Students are nervous, students are nervous." Dumbledore laughed, "And IQ is something that magic can't measure."

"Then give the other colleges more points. If Slytherin is filled with idiots, it will be completely hopeless."

"Ah, here." Dumbledore looked up at the Sorting Hat with his eyes tightly closed and muttered 'I didn't see anything, I don't know anything', "I can't control that."

"So it's so easy to be a principal?"

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched slightly, making Dumbledore slightly embarrassed.

"Just put the crown aside. I will take good care of it. If everyone finds out the truth, maybe many people will be sad."

Dumbledore held up the crown carefully with a spell, not wanting to touch it with his fingers. An exquisite brass wooden box contained the crown, and then it was placed on a high bookshelf.

"Golden Cup and Resurrection Stone Ring."

Dumbledore looked at Harry, "Which one do you think you are more interested in?"

With the precedent of Ravenclaw's mentally retarded crown, Hufflepuff's gold cup does not seem to be a good choice. Although it looks harmless to humans and animals, Helga Hufflepuff is also the best character among the four founders. One of them, but no one can tell how similar the truth is to historical legends.

"The ring is fine."

Harry pinched the resurrection stone on the ring, and then broke it hard, and the resurrection stone was separated from the base of the ring.

This crystal-clear black gem does not have any magical power, but when people look at this gem, their eyes seem to be sucked in by it. There seems to be a slowly rotating vortex inside the crystal-clear gem. magic.

But this attraction is too weak, especially when the wizard himself has no urgent thoughts, this attraction will not shake people's will at all.

The other two people present were all staring at the stone in Harry's hand. Whether it was Dumbledore or Snape, they both wanted to see the figure in their hearts, but they restrained this expectation, Dumbledore Realizing that the resurrection stone cannot bring the dead back to life, Snape also understood that he could only see those clear green eyes in Harry.

Giving the resurrection stone to Harry is the best result. No matter whether either of them got him, after they really got the resurrection stone, they don't know whether they can restrain themselves, and they keep restraining themselves. Go and drink this deadly poison.

Harry didn't spin the resurrection stone, it was a means of 'calling' dead souls to reality, and it was the true 'correct' way to use the resurrection stone in legends, but it was a trap, one wrong step would lead to death without a burial It is a baleful gift, a poisonous dagger that kills silently.

The iron-gray magic power condensed in Harry's palm, and then penetrated into this clear black gemstone little by little.

The vortex that seemed to exist became clear at this moment, as if a voice was whispering in Harry's ear, speaking softly in his ear with the most gentle voice.

But Harry didn't care about the captivating whisper, he intensified the infusion of magic power, the vortex in the gem turned faster and faster, and the originally gentle whisper became hasty and urgent——

In the end, it turned into a threatening scream, like a devil's voice piercing through one's ears, soaked in venom and curse.

The vortex that had accelerated to the limit was instilled with endless magic power, and the originally vicious scream also trembled at this moment. It seemed to be begging for mercy, as if it wanted to make Harry stop everything.

Until the end, the originally clear black gem was stained with a cloudy gray, shining with a cold light like steel.

The vortex was shattered, and any magic was directly destroyed by this crude method, completely defeated from the root.

"qo (lightning)"

There was a flash of electricity jumping, and then gently entwined around Harry's fingertips, falling so heavily that his hand was almost hanging down.

That is the materialized thunder and lightning, possessing the 'thunder element' of weight and substance.

(End of this chapter)