A Hogwarts Wizard Supreme

"Principal, don't shoot, we're one of our own!"

"A gentleman speaks but does not use his hands, ah... da baa baa, da baa yo!"

Seeing that because of his sudden whim, Dumbledore was so angry that he smashed the headmaster's desk that had been passed down for nearly a hundred years at Hogwarts with his fist (actually, he was planning to break the last chapter to [-] words). Fei was immediately frightened.

Even though he and Dumbledore had a fairly back-and-forth fight in the early morning, Li Fei knew that the main reason was that the principal, Dumbledore, deliberately gave way to him and gave Li Fei a lot of tricks without looking at the old man. Did Deng just stand there from the beginning to the end without moving even a step?

Not to mention anything else, just the punch that Lao Deng had just hammered the desk in half from the middle. Li Fei asked himself that if he wanted to achieve the same effect, he would have to at least try his best.

Well, Aniya's father would probably say gracefully: "I'm sorry, there is a mosquito on the table."

I have been practicing martial arts and martial arts under the supervision of my grandfather since I was a child, and I can be called a good student with comprehensive development of moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills. Dumbledore is just a wizard, and he is the kind of wizard in the West who is famous for his weak body. He could have physical explosive power comparable to his own with just one punch, so what else could he use to face Dumbledore?

Are you relying on your passion to escape with your mouth?

It's best not to provoke the principal at this time, otherwise today next year will really be your death anniversary.

Li Fei felt a little panicked when he saw Dumbledore, who was still looking at him with an annoyed look on his face despite forcing himself to calm down, as if he was ready to pounce on him and punch him on the nose at any time.

In desperation, he randomly picked out the one that looked the least pleasing to the eye from the many portraits of the principals on the wall, and held it above his head.

If Lao Deng wants to hit himself with this punch, he must first run over the body of the portrait of the former principal!

When the time comes, I will be unkind and you, Dumbledore, will be unfilial. Let no one of us blame the other, neither of us is a good bird.

The phoenix Fox chirped twice, and Dumbledore relaxed instantly. Before, he had only resisted the temptation to pull Li Fei over and beat him up. This time, for Fox's sake, he completely let Li Fei go.

"You brat, put me down quickly. Do you know who I am? I am the famous Phineas Nigellus Black!"

Feeling that Dumbledore had finally restrained the murderous intent he had inadvertently released, Li Fei felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He let go of his hands, and the portrait of the former Principal Black suddenly fell to the ground with a bang.

Fortunately - it was face down.

The portrait in the portrait was immediately startled, and then he was ready to talk endless nonsense and preaching.

Li Fei picked it up and waved his wand, and a miniature soundproof shield suddenly enveloped the portrait. No matter how much the person in the portrait was gesticulating and spitting, no sound was heard.

The other principals on the wall applauded Li Fei's shield magic, and Dumbledore's originally frowning brow relaxed a little.

No matter what, Li Fei's genius in magic spells is still impeccable.

And what Dumbledore happened to like and fear the most were smart children.

"Okay, principal, I apologize to you. I just wanted to try to liven up the atmosphere because I felt that the topic of the Deathly Hallows was a bit too boring.

Well, you suddenly didn't say a word, which made me feel very panicked.

Where were we?Oh yes, the Resurrection Stone. "

It was only at this moment that Dumbledore responded with a slow "hmm" from his mouth.

Although there was some doubt in his heart that Dumbledore was still acting at this time, Li Fei did not intend to touch the old principal's bad luck at this time.

"The Resurrection Stone was made into a ring. The stone that is said to be able to 'bring people back to life' has a crystal clear pure black color. It is said that it can resurrect the dead."

Speaking of this, Li Fei keenly felt that Dumbledore's breathing began to become rapid.

“But unfortunately, the Resurrection Stone cannot truly resurrect people.

Because according to what my grandpa said, his... well, one of his friends of the opposite sex, in some cases, his 'quasi-lover' and my 'quasi-grandma', once fought with the owner of a certain Resurrection Stone. Pass.

My grandfather said that strictly speaking, the Resurrection Stone is still a weapon. It allows the user to easily awaken the sleeping souls under this land, so that those souls who cannot sleep are forced to become the Resurrection Stone. owner of the war. "

Dumbledore couldn't hold it back and took a breath with a hiss.

"If you insist on ignoring the weapon attribute of enslaving souls, you can do it. After all, the Resurrection Stone itself is a stone that can bring people back to life. However, you need to pay attention to a certain issue:

People who are resurrected will only have pessimism. This powerful pessimism can torture people mentally from the source and drive them crazy, because they can't get real touch and feedback, so those who want to be resurrected can't get it.

Therefore, the Resurrection Stone is certainly one of the weapons. Putting the Resurrection Stone in the hands of the enemy is equivalent to inserting the tip of a knife into the enemy's chest, leaving only the enemy who commits suicide in grief and anger because of the huge difference between reality and fantasy.

Cadmus, the second of the three Peverell brothers, used the Resurrection Stone to summon the soul of his lover who died young, but she was sad, cold and lonely. Soon the second brother was tortured by hopeless longing and went mad and committed suicide.

I think there is no need for me to say more about the history of this aspect. Based on my understanding of you, you should have collected all the records and legends related to the [Deathly Hallows], right?

However, my story about the [Resurrection Stone] should have a certain degree of authenticity. After all, my 'grandma-to-be' once fought against a certain wearer of the Resurrection Stone.

But it's a pity that she is good at purification spells, so she cannot tolerate this kind of behavior that forcibly interrupts the soul's sleep.

According to what my grandfather said, the combat effectiveness of using the Resurrection Stone to enslave the "despondent ghosts" cannot be underestimated. Even if he did it himself, it would take a lot of trouble. "

Dumbledore's frown deepened.

"But it's a pity that my grandmother-to-be is naturally good at various purification types. The souls that have been laboriously enslaved will be completely dissipated in just a few or two times and become a part of the world's energy again.

Therefore, in my grandfather's opinion, although the Deathly Hallows is very powerful, it is not without its weaknesses. The more powerful the existence, the more it is restrained by the principle of 'one thing reduces another'.

Therefore, even if you collect all the Deathly Hallows, you probably won't be able to become the master of Death as in the legend, or - well - save your sister's life. "

Dumbledore's breathing became rapid. Ariana, the name that Dumbledore had dreamed about countless times, would definitely find a way to resurrect her!