Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

In Snape's cold office.

When the old bat heard Shaw's various harsh demands, he looked at him like a pervert.

This guy must have been kicked in the head by a troll today, so he said with a bad look.

"What do you want this psychedelic drug for? You don't want to use it on a girl, do you? No, get out!"

Shaw felt like snow in July, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood, but it was really hard to explain for a while.

He quickly said very solemnly and earnestly.

"Professor, don't, that drug is really important to me."

Seeing Shaw so serious, Snape used his empty eyes to look at this student who was already stronger than him.

Just now, Shaw used drugs on female students, but it was just a habitual poisonous tongue.

With Shaw's conditions, it seems that it is really unnecessary.

Snape held his chin with one hand and was silent for a long time before asking seriously.

"Is it about that person?"

This time it was Shaw's turn to be silent.

For this helpless poor man who disguised himself with indifference and harshness.

Shaw had a complicated feeling about him, and he didn't want to deceive him with nonsense.

Snape was an extremely smart man. Seeing Shaw's expression, his empty eyes shrank suddenly.

But he didn't say any more nonsense, waved his black robe and turned to his medicine cabinet.

He took out more than a dozen potions including truth serum, love potion, etc. and some herbal liquid from an encrypted secret compartment.

He went back to the operating table and fiddled with it, mixing various precise blends, his movements were smooth and elegant, like a superb bartender.

Soon, a bottle of breathtaking potion with a color like imperial green was quickly prepared.

Snape quickly filled the potion, not daring to let the smell of this potion evaporate.

Shaw, who had been watching silently, just took a small sip, his eyes were confused for a moment, and a trace of desire flashed through his mind.

Snape is worthy of being a potion master.

Such a powerful and domineering custom-made hallucinogen.

He held the potion bottle and handed it to Shaw carefully.

"Take it, I don't ask you what you use it for, even if you use it to kill people or set fires, but don't be stupid!"

Shaw took the potion and was about to promise and thank him.

But Snape turned around and walked towards the bedroom with his black robe rolling, still spitting venom in his mouth.

"You are a guy who only causes trouble for me. I don't want to see your annoying face again, get out!"

Shaw's gratitude was choked back.

He couldn't help but laugh and muttered to himself that he was old and arrogant, and then walked out of the office excitedly.

Shaw quickly returned to the dormitory and took out several books on black magic.

He carefully searched for various soul spells in them.

The three unforgivables are unforgivable because they all act on the soul.

One is annihilation, one is torture, and one is control, which are extremely evil.

These three black magics are easy to get started with and have no counter-curse, which is the important reason why they are unforgivable.

The soul has always been a profound and taboo subject in the magic world.

It is really hard to find similar books in ordinary places.

Fortunately, the Black family is a family of scholars and has a long history of family learning.

Shaw already has the puppet technique that can control the soul. What he is looking for now is another kind of spell that can monitor the emotional fluctuations of the soul.

It would be even better if there was a spell like the Pensieve that can directly view the memory from a God's perspective.

After a long time, Shaw put away several black magic books with some helplessness.

It's not that there is no gain. He found some spells like the Heart Charm, the Fear Charm, the Daydream Charm, the Fantasy Charm, etc.

But the effect did not satisfy Shaw.

Shaw's plan was actually very simple and crude.

First, he acted in front of Tom in various ways, aroused his despair, and tore a crack in his psychological defense.

Then he fed him medicine to make him fall into the psychedelic state of desire.

He then entered his deepest and precious memories, either observing or doing something, anyway, it would be fine.

Finally, when Tom's soul was at its most vulnerable, he took advantage of the opportunity and controlled it in one fell swoop.

After thinking for a while whether there was any other way, Shaw suddenly slapped his forehead.

"It's really dark under the lamp! Use Legilimency!"

He has the full level of brain occlusion, but this skill has become an instinct.

So he ignored it.

Generally, the master of brain occlusion is also a master of Legilimency, although not absolutely, the difference is not much.

Shaw quickly walked out and came to the library, where the location of the Xuehai database opened up an independent closed space.

It was specially approved by Professor McGonagall after he knew Shaw's points plan, and he also strongly supported the addition of some banned books that were not very dangerous.

He did not have the relevant Legilimency in his ringThe definition of this skill is also very vague, neither black nor white, and it is very difficult to learn, but it is a necessary skill for interrogating prisoners.

So it was just made into a control magic like the Disillusionment Charm by the Ministry of Magic.

Shaw came to the side hall of the library and swiped a special poker card on the door of the Xuehai Database.

Click, the heavy stone door slowly opened.

That's right, it was a card swipe.

This castle is "alive", and Professor McGonagall, as the vice-president, personally "contacted" the identification magic set.

After Shaw entered the database, he found that there was already someone here, it was Percy.

He was holding a profound spell book at the moment, reading with a correct posture, and didn't notice anyone coming in.

Shaw didn't disturb him, and walked to an area to flip through it.

After a while, he took out two books on Legilimency.

He didn't choose a place, and he started to read them seriously.

Three hours passed in a flash, and it was almost curfew.

A person who abides by the rules like Percy would not stay out all night, so he naturally had to go back to the dormitory in advance.

When he returned the book to the bookshelf, he naturally found Shor leaning against the bookshelf to read a book.

After being stunned, he said excitedly.

"Ah, Chief, you are here too."

Shor raised his head, and a fascinating and aggressive look flashed in his eyes.

Percy felt that his whole body was swept by a cold wind, as if he was seen through inside and out.

The brain occlusion technique, which was not very proficient, was running even more frantically.

Percy looked at Shor in horror.

Shor blinked and stopped the unskilled soul reading.

He smiled apologetically at Percy and raised the book in his hand.

"Sorry, I was too absorbed in reading this book just now, and I am not proficient in this spell, so I used it subconsciously."

Percy felt that the peeping disappeared, although his head was still a little swollen and painful.

But without even looking at what book was in Shaw's hand, he tried to force out a smile and said,

"It's okay, I'm fine, the chief's magic is getting more and more profound."

Shor smiled and took out a bottle of soothing potion from his ring and handed it to Percy.

"Drink it, it will make you feel better."

Percy was not polite, after thanking him, he went forward to pick up the potion and drank it in one gulp.

This potion is indeed Snape's product, Percy's brows soon relaxed, and he also had the mind to observe the name of the book in Shaw's hand.

His eyes shrank, and then quickly calmed down.

He muttered to himself that he should be more pious in the future.

Shor put the book back on the bookshelf. He basically understood the principle of Legilimency, plus he had a full-level brain occlusion.

At this moment, Legilimency was directly level 2, which was very fast.

But the effect was also very rough, and Percy was the victim just now.

Shaw led the way out, followed closely by Percy, and the two chatted casually.

"Percy, how is Gryffindor doing recently?"

Chief, everything is fine. I don't need to keep an eye on them all the time. It's just that those juniors are still unwilling to follow the crowd and insist on using the knight's etiquette."

"It doesn't matter. In my opinion of Gryffindor, they are indeed the charging knights of the throne. They define themselves very clearly."

"Yes, Chief is far-sighted and wise. "

Hearing Percy's slightly awkward flattering words, but his expression was not false at all, very pious and fanatical.

Shor felt that if Percy could make further progress in his ability to guess people's minds.

Who knows, he might end up being a person like Zhao Gao under his command.

It's not bad to think about it. He really can't lack a subordinate who flatters, yearns for power, and can't handle interpersonal relationships.

Looking at Percy's slightly white and worn-out school uniform, Shaw pondered for a moment and took out a bag containing two hundred Galleons from his ring.

"Take it."

Percy listened to the clattering sound of metal collision in the bag, his face flushed instantly, and he said very embarrassedly.

"Chief, I, I don't lack money, I... "

Shor sighed, damn his pride, and then forced the bag into Percy's arms.

"You are my subordinate, you need to be very decent. This is my reward for your hard work recently. If there is a surplus, you can give your brothers and sisters a precious Christmas gift."

After Shaw finished speaking, he left without waiting for Percy's reaction.

Percy's eyes gradually changed from tangled to grateful.

Holding the purse tightly, he bowed deeply to the place where Shaw left.