Glory To Slytherin

Chapter 66

Ulysses froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

“The power of black magic is directly proportional to the darkness of the heart and the negative emotions when it is released. You must know that. More importantly, it will subtly distort the wizard’s character. Tom should be the best example. Only the will. Only those who are firm and have a bright heart can resist.”

“So Ulysses, although many things will be out of control, I still hope you can follow your own heart and make the right choice.”

Dumbledore’s azure blue eyes were facing Ulysses, and Ulysses seemed to see the calm and deep sea in them.

“Okay, Professor.”

Ulysses said softly.

“By the way, did you bring the owl you asked me for?”

“Brought here, it’s cute.”

Dumbledore laughed, “Look, this is where life is worthy of love. Go back to rest, and have experienced the treacherous encounter tonight, and listen to my old man nagging for so long, you must be exhausted.”

After Ulysses left, the principal’s office fell silent again.

“To be honest, Albus, you really don’t worry about that kid becoming the second Voldemort? The killing curse of the Unforgivable Curse…”

The fireplace was burning and the portraits of school principals who had been silent all the time suddenly spoke.

Dumbledore leaned back in a soft chair, closed his eyes and rested: “I believe him, Armando. Become the second Voldemort? Tom is not qualified.”

The night outside the window is colorful and starry like a chess.

…

After returning to the unmanned dormitory, Ulysses quickly lit the fluorescent light, took out the diary, and quickly wrote on it:

“Tom, do you know a man named Colby De Carmona?”

The clear ink print soon appeared on the white paper:

“I have an impression. When I made this diary, he was only in the first grade, four years younger than me. He was also a very talented student, and he was famous before entering Hogwarts… He is not very familiar. Has something happened?”

“I saw his name by accident. He is now a notorious dark wizard in the eyes of others.”

Ulysses scribbled handwrittenly, and then asked pretendingly, “Speaking of which, Tom, fifty years have passed, will you also become a dark wizard? If so, it would be great. Lettering’s heirs naturally need some decent helpers…”

The Tom in the diary was actually immune to such words to a certain extent. He wrote lightly:

“Maybe, who can tell the future?”

Ulysses stared at the line and muttered, “Yes, who knows the future.”

“By the way, when are you going to enter the secret room? There hasn’t been any movement after so long.”

Tom pretended to ask casually. In fact, he waited every day, but never heard from Ulysses.

“Almost. Don’t worry, I will take you in.”

Ulysses wrote slowly. His eyes narrowed slightly and his eyes were indifferent.

…

The Christmas holiday passed quickly, and the students returning home returned to school one after another.

Excited students were discussing anecdotes after returning home, while the students who stayed in school all talked about the inexplicable rants and dazzling white light that night.

“There must be a wizard fighting in the forbidden forest!”

Harry sat on the long Gryffindor table and said firmly, “Hagrid said, a large part of the Forbidden Forest was almost razed to the ground, and the trees were burned to charcoal… I don’t think there is any. Are the students bored enough to set the Forbidden Forest on fire?”

“Not always.”

Ron seemed to think of two unscrupulous Big Brothers, and murmured dissatisfiedly. They are selling vacation homework for the lower grades, and the hateful thing is that even his dear Little Brother has to collect money!

“Speaking of which, we haven’t seen Hagrid for a long time.”

Hermione wore a mask and sat at the table. Every time she picked up a piece of food, she had to look around carefully to make sure that no one was paying attention before she pulled the mask down and put it in her mouth quickly, and then pulled it back quickly, with extreme proficiency. It’s natural.

After the holiday treatment, the cat hair on her face has basically fallen off, and there are only some residual traces. After wearing the mask, there is basically no abnormality.

“To be honest, will we enroll in the magical creature protection class next year? Affected by Hagrid, I now have a headache when I hear this course.”

Ron took a chicken leg and stuffed it in his mouth, his cheeks bulging.

“Let’s talk about it then.”

Harry sighed. There were no more attacks during the Christmas holidays, which made Harry feel relieved, but there was always a vague premonition.

On the long table of Slytherin, Anderson was showing off his affair with Ulysses happily. After discovering that Ulysses was unmoved, he turned the artillery towards Gerald, who was blushing. indignant.

Anderson still looked cynical, but Ulysses always felt that after he came back, he always had a strange breath on his body.

“The school attack seems to have been suppressed. There are basically no reports from the outside world. Only the parents of the students know.”

Millie Bursted looked at the “Daily Prophet” sent by Owl and commented.

“Dumbledore’s usual method!”

Draco looked around and saw that Dumbledore hadn’t noticed it, and whispered, “I learned a little shady from my dad. Dumbledore’s reign should not be long ago… I don’t know who the next principal will be. It would be great if it was our dean.”

“Not so… who can shake Dumbledore’s position?”

Gerrard heard Draco’s words and asked in surprise.

“No matter how strong he is, he is only a principal, and the highest status in the school is the school board…”

Draco hummed, “You know, my dad is a member of the school board…”

Ulysses did not intervene in their conversation, he was staring blankly at the dining table, wandering away.

After last night, perhaps due to excessive use of power, a certain degree of damage appeared on the card’s magic pattern, and Ulysses was thinking about ways to repair it. It’s mainly meticulous work, and it will be boring to repair.

The battle of life and death in the Forbidden Forest has sounded a wake-up call for Ulysses. He was originally quite content with own strength, but now he has put away his thoughts.

Defeating a Marvin is dangerous, and Marvin is just a high-level figure in the abyss organization. That Colby De Carmona was even more unfathomable, and the dark magic Ulysses that had a hand of consciousness descending on others’ bodies was unheard of.

Ulysses estimated that if he encountered De Carmona’s deity, his first consideration should be to escape.

Therefore, his current desire for Ascension’s strength is very urgent. In addition to practicing magic spells and training transformations, he is ready to inscribe the next magic pattern card.

This time, to ensure that the magic of the card can be self-sufficient, he has to work hard on “storing” the magic pattern.