Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 320: Snakeization

"Uh, eh." Harry replied absently, his eyes under the frame were staring at the blackboard, but his eyes were a little hollow, and he was about to stare through the blackboard, as if there was something behind the blackboard. .

The scene that he saw just now is still emerging in his mind. Cedric and Cho Chang are walking side by side in the corridor, showing a look of affection, why the girl doesn't feel that he looks at him differently at all ? Obviously Cedric did not even qualify for the Goblet of Fire last year, but he won the championship.

Deserves the admiration of others.

He became unbalanced, a little jealous, and after another thought, he thought he was ridiculous. He didn't have any jealous position.

Envy makes people ugly.

He feels ugly now.

The sound of "Da Da Da" sounded," Hermione saw Harry distracted, and tapped the blackboard several times with her magic wand to make Harry concentrate.

She frowned subconsciously, as if Professor McGonagall saw a distracted student in class.

Harry barely focused his attention, and temporarily let go of some dark thoughts in his heart.

"The walls and grounds of Hogwarts are guarded by many ancient curses to ensure the physical and mental safety of school personnel." Hermione pointed to the blackboard and said slowly. It is faintly revealed in "School History".

"Time and space have an impact on magic, Harry, but you may be an exception. The spell makes you and Voldemort very close, inseparable, or inseparable."

"You often connect with his thoughts in your dreams, which means that at that time your mental defenses were the weakest at that time, allowing him to take advantage of it."

"But there are exceptions, right? Sometimes you are awake, still in sync with Voldemort's perspective..."

Harry nodded, reluctantly focusing his mind to listen to Hermione's lecture.

"It may be that his emotions are too strong and affect you, even if your consciousness is sober."

"I tried to infer the practice method of Occupational Cerebral during this holiday-temporarily relax, and then gather some of your emotions to make effective resistance. This is another method I summarized. I just don’t know if it will take effect."

"Because we don't need to deceive him, we just want to drive away his invasion. In a sense, it's simpler."

"Professor Dumbledore also thinks this plan may be feasible."

"Anger, that’s too intense to be under your control, sadness, maybe a “good” emotion, with enough resilience and persistence, but we can’t grieve, at least for now, we Most of the time, it’s still carefree and happy, right?"

Harry nodded stupidly. He didn't feel happy at all now.

And Hermione may have accidentally pierced the root cause of Snape's extraordinary Occult Cerebral technique.

The endless sadness and pain surging in the heart and spreading to all parts of the body are long-lasting and intense.

"Fear, this emotion is not easy to use. After being strengthened by Voldemort, your spirit may collapse completely."

"Maybe we have to find an emotion that can be used before we can resist Voldemort's invasion." Hermione analyzed carefully and said to herself, without realizing that it was not far away. Harry's eyes began to start. Redness, the body shivered uncontrollably.

The needle-stick pain came madly. He stroked the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, and a bloodthirsty desire rose up, wanting to bite something. He felt like a terrible snake again, eager to attack and destroy.

He is now a snake, and instinctively tells it that he must first use his sturdy body to strangle the enemy.

The source of all this came from an uninvited guest in front of the Department of Mysteries not long ago.

This is the most mysterious department of the entire Ministry of Magic. It is located on the ninth floor and the bottom of the Ministry of Magic. Usually, except for the staff, almost no one will appear there.

Few people know what they are researching.

The wizards who work here are collectively referred to as silent people, and their working hours are also very unstable. The working place is a round room with many doors arranged in it, and there are many rooms divided into it.

"Sorry, sir, even if it's the minister's order, this is the top secret of the Ministry of Magic and cannot be entered." The guard stopped a man trying to enter it.

He wore a pure black cloak, and he couldn't even see whether he was fat or thin. He was hiding in the shadow of the black robe.

Even though he has given Umbridge's signature, it is an elegant handwriting that doesn't match the woman's ugly face.

To climb up, she will work hard in this area.

After the man heard this answer, the pale face hidden under the cloak showed a very manic look, and he suddenly grasped the wand in the black robe, but he tried his best to endure it.

"Then I will come again next time." The man took a deep look at the guard, as if to remember him.

Voldemort coaxed Umbridge and got a lot of convenience, and now he is also very interested in the secrets of the Ministry of Magic, and wants to get that information upright and satisfy his own desire for voyeurism.

But he was stopped. He didn't expect that the minister's power would also be invalid.

He can't break in forcibly, or he has concerns, and the benefits and risks cannot be balanced.

Dumbledore is not at Hogwarts now, and in terms of organization, he is now included in the Ministry of Magic.

That means that the old man may appear here at any time.

It's just that Voldemort didn't mind teaching them a little lesson when he was capable.

He left.

"Oh? Noel, who is that?" A middle-aged man then walked up to the guard, looked at the leaving Voldemort, and asked a little strangely.

"Who knows? This place is so weird, no one wants to come, that is, we, marginal people, have to come and stand guard~ IndoMTL.com~ The man named Noel is a tall, bald, thin man. Said boringly.

"Arthur, behind you..." Noel's face suddenly showed a very horrified expression. A stone guardian statue seemed to dissolve, and then quickly turned into a cloth. Full of cyan pythons.

"Behind you, what's behind you?" Arthur Weasley asked in surprise.

"Why is it a bit cold?" He touched his face, as if something was licking him.

That is the letter of the snake.

"Arthur, don't move!" Noel screamed.

Noel vaguely remembers what it said was that seeing pythons move will only arouse their fierceness.

There are still two things to say about the correctness, but the most important thing is that this is a snake produced by Transfiguration. All actions follow the master's command. The bloodthirsty and cruel characteristics are in the same line as his master.

It's like a joke to count on his men to show mercy.