Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

The corners of Amon's mouth curled up involuntarily, with indescribable pleasure, and he didn't even care about the extinguishing of the magic stone.

He clenched his palm into a fist, wrapped the lost color of the magic stone in his hand, and put it into the pocket of his magic robe.

Then he glanced at the trio who entered the room for the third time and turned around to leave.

……

the next day.

Amon took a rare nap, and it was already noon when he opened his eyes.

He sat up on the edge of the bed, stretched, and yawned. His whole body looked refreshed and much more relaxed.

Although Amon seemed calm and confident before, there was always a faint sense of urgency surrounding him, as if it was strangling his heart and oppressing his blood, preventing him from relaxing at all.

This also made Amon out of tune with the world around him, as if he was walking on a progress bar at twice the speed.

Now, after having verified the feasibility of his own magic path and achieved quite gratifying results, Amon will naturally no longer subconsciously suppress his nature - such as sleeping in.

I am also grateful to the two roommates whose names Amon has forgotten, because they chose to go home during the Christmas vacation, making the dormitory his own domain, making it particularly comfortable to sleep.

Amon chuckled, got up, cleaned up, and walked to the auditorium, ready to enjoy a quiet and leisurely lunch.

There are not too many little wizards who choose to stay in school during the holidays. From time to time, you can meet a few little wizards who are traveling with you on the road.

This made Amon feel extra vitality, which was in sharp contrast to the feeling of being hidden in an unknown territory in the "hidden" state——

Amon's "secret" state was lifted when he returned to the dormitory yesterday, and the breaking spell was one of the last three spells he understood.

It was a purification spell that could break covert effects, various forms of seals, and any negative status including curses.

It was precisely in order to create this spell that the Magic Stone was completely drained, because this was the only spell that existed only in Amon's imagination - Amon didn't want to make it just a breaking spell for the Secret Curse, which led to it It cannot be "reasonably" integrated into the "ritual".

Therefore, the Purification Curse became the only point in Amon's plan that relied on luck, and the Lucky Curse was born.

But now that Amon had calmed down his excitement, he felt a little pity when he thought of the Philosopher's Stone.

No matter what, the magic stone is one of the top magic items in the magic world. It was "sacrificially sacrificed" by him just to create a few magic spells. It was really a waste of natural resources.

But if he is asked to choose again, the result will definitely be the same. It can only be said that this is his unique trouble——

In fact, using the magic stone to enhance one's field of vision to comprehend magical knowledge close to the underlying rules of the world is just to increase one's self-confidence.

Because he had a clear goal to create a new spell from the beginning, even if he understood the high-level knowledge involving rules and concepts, there was no way for him to achieve it overnight.

Therefore, whether he can really understand the abstract knowledge is not the key. The key lies in his cognition.

For ordinary wizards, ignorance is easier to create confidence than knowledge, so spells are mostly born by accident;

For a wizard who subjectively wants to create a spell, the first few designs he makes may be enough. Then as long as the amount of magic power is enough to support the casting of the spell, there will be no problem;

But he couldn't, because he knew better, because his ambition was greater, and because the spell he created involved too esoteric areas.

Therefore, we need absolute knowledge that can anchor the world!

Knowledge is just the material for casting the "Lance of Longinus".

To put it bluntly, magic does not require knowledge, because magic is omniscient and omnipotent.

The only one who needs knowledge is the wizard, only himself...

……

Amon slowly finished his lunch while reading the Daily Prophet delivered by the owl.

A simple lunch tasted like an exquisite afternoon tea.

After filling his stomach, Amon walked towards the school hospital.

The school hospital of Hogwarts is located on the second floor. It is very quiet under the control of the head nurse, Madam Pomfrey. Amon felt that it would be great if he could read here when he was free.

It's a pity that it's unrealistic - Amon understood this when he saw Madam Pomfrey looking at him seriously like a burglar.

Amon shook his head regretfully and turned to Madam Pomfrey to apply for a visit.

But Madam Pomfrey refused again without hesitation, saying that Harry needed to rest.

Then Amon could only promise that he and Harry had a close relationship that he wanted to see every day. Harry would be very happy to see him, which would help his recovery.

Madam Pomfrey reluctantly approved 10 minutes, and made Amon promise to leave as soon as the 10 minutes were up, followed by a lot of reminders.

10 minute later.

Amon looked at Madam Pomfrey who was still chattering in front of him, pinched his right eye socket, and began to wonder whether visiting the doctor today was the right decision.

Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey finally relented and let him in.

Amon walked into the ward and found the only alien in two rows of white beds.

"It's not easy to meet you, Mr. Savior." Amon approached Harry's hospital bed with a smile and said to Harry who saw his expression change slightly while sitting on the hospital bed.

"What's wrong? It seems like you don't want to see me?"

Amon stopped by the bed and asked knowingly.

Harry looked at Amon, who was neither wearing a hat nor a monocle today. His lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't. His expression looked very aggrieved.

"Ah."

Amon chuckled. He thought Harry's weak look was very interesting, so he wanted to scare him again.

"Are you afraid that I will kill you and silence you?"

Harry suddenly raised his head, his bright green eyes staring closely at Amon, and his whole body tensed up instantly when he saw Amon's half-smiling expression.

The smile on Amon's face suddenly became a little weird, and he glanced at Harry with unknown meaning.

"Mr. 'Savior', you don't want to shout for help, do you?"

Harry lowered his head in confusion, avoiding Amon's gaze, and seemed to be even more restless.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Amon shook his head as if he had lost interest and sat on the stool beside the bed.

He looked around the ward casually, saw the many gifts placed on the table next to Harry's bed, and said with interest:

"It seems that our 'savior' is quite popular among the little wizards?"

Harry pursed his lips, looking like he still didn't want to speak, but he couldn't help but blurt out:

"Why do you keep calling me 'Savior'?"

There was a hint of hysteria hidden in the somewhat impatient voice, and the weight of this title made Harry, who had faced Voldemort, feel breathless.

Amon smiled and said:

"Didn't you just defeat the Dark Lord yesterday? Why can't you bear the title of 'savior'?"

Harry suddenly raised his head and met Amon's black eyes that showed no emotion at all. A series of magic fireworks seemed to have exploded in his mind due to Amon's words.

...How did he know that it was me who defeated Voldemort? Does he want to avenge Voldemort... Harry's whole body was cold, and his heart seemed to be dragged into the water by the Inferi.

"Are you worried that I will avenge that 'noseless' one?" Amon clicked his tongue, "Although you have this idea as a result of my guidance, you are still a little unhappy."

Then he spoke directly to Harry, who was surprised and wary:

"Don't worry, I have no interest in 'revenge'."

"And if I hadn't reminded you yesterday, you might not even have had the chance to lie here, so show some respect to your 'saviour'."

Harry opened his mouth wide and asked Amon in disbelief with a broken outlook:

"Were you the person yesterday?"

Amon smiled nonchalantly and said:

"Who do you think it could be? Snape?"

When talking about Snape, Amon took a panoramic view of Harry's expression and found that Harry's eyes wandered for a moment and his expression became a little unnatural.

The interest in Amon's eyes was almost overflowing, and he felt that the development of things was becoming more interesting.

Harry was speechless, and Amon's figure was reflected in his absent-minded green eyes. He raised the corners of his mouth and said with a chuckle:

"Besides, who do you think has been guiding the three of you to discover Quirrell's secret step by step?"

"If I hadn't attracted your attention at the beginning, if I hadn't 'accidentally' exposed my flaws again and again, you would have focused your suspicions on Quirrell, not Snape, who is more suspicious in your eyes. ?"

"Do you think that if I really want to conspire with Voldemort, I will be discovered by you little wizards who can't even follow me?"

"What's more, the simplest thing to do to you is a forgetting spell. Why do I let you go so many times?"

Amon's rhetorical questions easily occupied Harry's mind like horrifying murmurs, making him completely unable to think calmly.

"Why do you have to get me, a first-year wizard, into this? Why don't you go directly to Professor Dumbledore?!"

In response, Amon laughed softly:

"Because there are many people who care about your 'savior'."

"And I didn't want to contact Dumbledore for some reasons before, so you are a very good bargaining chip."

Harry was stunned. Amon's words seemed to stimulate him and made him recover from the trance. He couldn't help shouting:

"Just because you don't want to see Professor Dumbledore, you sent me to Voldemort?!"

Harry felt angry when he thought about the terror of Voldemort, as well as Ron and Hermione, who had been taken advantage of by Amon!

And the person who had taken advantage of them was now sitting in front of him in a leisurely manner, looking like it had nothing to do with him, calling himself a bargaining chip indifferently!

Amon still looked cheerful and unmoved by Harry's anger.

"You should be angry, Mr. Savior, because I took advantage of you and your friends."

"But don't forget, I have never forced you from the beginning to the end. All choices are made by you."

"In other words, even without me, with your character and behavior, sooner or later you will face Voldemort who wants to get the Sorcerer's Stone."

Harry's expression froze.

"Now that the result is good, you have avenged your parents with your own hands. What else do you have to be dissatisfied about?" Amon asked curiously.

"You...you are using strong words!" Harry retorted with a red face. Although he didn't know what was wrong with Amon's words, he just felt that what Amon said was wrong.

Amon laughed dumbly. He shook his head and stood up, saying casually:

"Whatever you think, today I just had a premonition that we would have a lot of interactions in the future, so I just wanted to say hello to you in advance."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

At this time, Harry suddenly shouted from behind:

"The Philosopher's Stone! Did you take the Philosopher's Stone away?"

Amon stopped, half turned around, looked at Harry who was full of hostility and suspicion, and chuckled nonchalantly:

"The Philosopher's Stone has been destroyed."

"what?!"

Amon ignored the stunned Harry and turned around and walked straight to the door. When he was about to step out of the ward, he suddenly took out his wand.

Harry was horrified, thinking that Amon was going to attack him, but nothing seemed to happen after Amon waved his wand.

The only thing that can be called a change is that the surroundings seem to get a little brighter?

In Harry's confusion, Amon's figure had disappeared from the door.

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