Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

Amon stared condescendingly at the house elf in front of him, watching him kneeling on the ground and holding his throat with a painful expression.

Struggling, resisting, and then arousing even more changes in the body.

It was as if Dobby's body no longer belonged to Dobby at this moment, and he even wanted to kill Dobby in turn.

His palms pinched tighter and tighter, and veins burst out on the back of his hands. His tongue stuck out, and the whites of his eyes turned up, and streaks of blood appeared in the whites of his eyes like lightbulbs.

Amon was no stranger to this reaction. He had seen similar descriptions in many of the Nott family's collections -

Notts like to collect secrets and are naturally good at keeping them.

Before moving to England, the Nott family had actually been playing the role of "magical notaries" in the Nordic magical world.

Many families or individual wizards are willing to let the Nott family serve as witnesses and custodians of magical contracts, and the Nott family needs to ensure that the relevant contents of the contract are not leaked.

This is also the main way the Nott family collects secrets.

Therefore, the Nott family is also outstanding in the field of contract magic.

However, due to a turmoil that affected the entire European magic world, the Nott family came to England. From then on, they changed their appearance and gradually put aside their research on contract magic.

Despite this, the previous achievements have been well preserved.

These include many ancient contract magics, and in those books and materials, there is a special term to explain Dobby's current performance - contract backlash.

However, Dobby's situation is a little different.

As mentioned before, it no longer matters whether the contract signed between the house elves and the wizards is still valid. The house elves have been completely reduced to a walking slavery contract - of course, this may also be the slavery contract. final effect.

In short, Dobby's current behavior is not necessarily the backlash of the magical contract. It is more likely that the house elf's subconscious, cognition, and instinct are punishing himself for his own thoughts of betrayal.

And even though Amon knew this, he still deliberately induced Dobby to have thoughts of betrayal.

After losing the idea of ​​collecting Dobby, he wanted to take this opportunity to see if Dobby's yearning for freedom could overcome the fate of the house elf race.

This not only made Amon find it interesting and exciting, but also allowed him to grasp some of the context of fate from the side——

The name of Sequence 6 of the Wizard Sequence is "Prophet of Destiny", and the ritual is to proactively and successfully foresee the future.

Therefore, the development of the gift of sight becomes a key point of the ritual.

Amon had determined the method of developing the horizon during the summer vacation, and now was the time to put it into practice.

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However, no matter whether it was the backlash of the enslavement contract or not, Dobby's pain would not change at all.

Dobby suddenly pulled his hands away, banged his head on the floor crazily, and let out an ear-piercing scream.

But at some point, a layer of fog surrounded them, which made 'Lockhart' and Dobby seem to be isolated from the real world, and also prevented Dobby's voice from filling the entire lounge and becoming noise - in When in crow form, Amon still has the ability of "Magical Professor" and can freely perform magic.

Time seemed to have lost its flowing essence in this misty realm. After an unknown amount of time, Dobby's scream suddenly disappeared.

From the outside, it looked like a huddled, motionless house elf suddenly appeared on the empty carpet in front of the fireplace in the lounge.

Other than that, there is no one else.

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A few days later, Professor Dark Magic's office.

Amon bowed his head on the desk, with a book spread out in front of him and a pile high next to it.

After getting nothing from Dobby, Amon found a lot of books about prophecies from the library.

Although he concluded that it is necessary to "see" more to develop "horizon", he is actually not very clear about what to "see" and how to "see".

The memories of Voldemort and Ollivander can't help him in this regard. After all, "prophet" is extremely rare. There are already very few wizards who study this field, and there are even fewer records about "sights". .

The most mentioned name is Cassandra Trelawney - the ancestor of Professor Trelawney in the divination class and the source of her "sight" talent.

"It seems that we still need to have an in-depth discussion with Professor Trelawney." Amon raised his head, adjusted his monocle and said with emotion.

The record he was reading just now was about Cassandra Trelawney. It seemed that in the field of prophecy in recent hundreds of years, this person was an unavoidable figure.

Amon smiled at Lockhart sitting on the sofa and said, "I'm going to trouble you again."

'Lockhart' raised his hands and shrugged, saying, "If I say I mind, will you go by yourself?"

Amon heard this and stroked the monocle in his right eye, and said with a smile: "Of course not, I will probably stuff a 'worm of time' directly into your body."

As he said that, Amon's expression suddenly became eager to try.

"Speaking of which, I haven't tried 'parasitism' yet. Do you want to give it a try? It sounds interesting, doesn't it?"

Amon also calls the link bug that gives him parasitic power the "worm of time".

"Original body, I find that you are getting more and more crazy. You actually want to 'parasitize' yourself?" 'Lockhart' said coldly.

"What does it matter?" Amon smiled, his expression still interested, "I don't even care, what do you care about?"

"Then you can have one yourself." Lockhart rolled his eyes.

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the office. He was afraid that if he stayed a little longer, Amon would really have "self-promiscuity".

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Sybill Trelawney's office is located above a small staircase in the North Tower's Divination classroom.

Due to her awkward position among the Hogwarts professors, she stayed away from the other professors, alone in her hot and crowded tower.

This actually gave 'Lockhart' great convenience.

'Lockhart' passed by the portrait of Lord Cadogan hanging on the eighth floor platform of the north tower leading to the Divination classroom and came to the door of Trelawny's office.

He knocked on the door, then put his hand down and waited.

After hearing a rustling sound in the office, the office door opened.

A thin figure wearing a pair of large glasses came into Lockhart's eyes.

Trelawney obviously did not predict Lockhart's visit, and seemed to be a little afraid of Lockhart, so she was a little at a loss, her eyes were wandering, and she said vaguely:

"Oh, Lockhart, I mean, why would the famous Lockhart come to this small, messy office of mine?"

In response to this, 'Lockhart' did not answer first, but instead smiled and said:

"What? Why don't you invite my colleague in for a cup of tea?"

"Oh, of course, if you insist, I don't think you will like my office, so you will definitely leave after just one look." Trelawney looked hesitant, not knowing whether he meant it or not as he hesitated. He reluctantly moved his body away.

'Lockhart' walked in unceremoniously.

He looked around and saw that things were arranged in a disorderly manner in the already small space, and there was no place to stay.

Moreover, Trelawney went out of his way to seal the curtains tightly, as if he was afraid of any light entering the room.

Maybe Azkaban would be like this if it didn't take dementors into account.

But 'Lockhart' didn't show any distaste. He took out his wand and waved it casually, and saw all kinds of papers, books, tarot cards and other things flying around. They all found their own places and put them away. Own.

Then 'Lockhart', as if he had tidied up his office and greeted the guests to sit down, turned to Trelawney with a smile and said, still holding on to the door:

"Isn't this much better? Come on, you're welcome, sit down!"

With that said, he took a seat inside the desk.

At this time, Trelawney seemed to have just come back to his senses. His mouth was slightly opened, he moved a little bit, and shrank into the chair opposite the desk. He looked very nervous and cramped.

'Lockhart' leaned back on his chair, turning his head and looking around as if appreciating the fruits of his labor.

After a while, he seemed to remember that Trelawney was there, so he turned his eyes to her with a smile.

Trelawney seemed to hope that Lockhart would never remember her.

"It seems Trelawney you have some misunderstanding about me?"

"No, of course not, how could it be..."

Trelawney straightened up slightly and said with lowered eyes.

Hearing this, the smile on 'Lockhart''s lips deepened.

"Very well, since there is no misunderstanding and we are very good colleagues, I have some reasonable requests. Trelawney, you won't disagree, right?"

"I guess there's nothing I can do to help you, right?"

"Aren't McGonagall, Flitwick, and Snape better helpers?"

Trelawney's every microexpression and movement reaction is filled with resistance.

"But only you can do these things. Everyone has something they are good at, right?"

'Lockhart' said leisurely.

"For example, make a prediction for me, or answer some questions for me."

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in the monocle that Lockhart wore on his right eye.

He stared at Trelawny silently. The surrounding environment seemed to have turned into a deep sea, and dark pressure surged toward Trelawney from all directions.

Trelawney's breathing gradually became heavier, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he was gradually suffocating.

Lockhart's oppression reminded her of some unbearable past events. At that time, she was hiding in the magical world and living a wandering life, unable to even find a decent job.

Not only do you have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation every day, but you also have to be wary of people with evil intentions at all times - don't doubt the popularity of a prophet with the gift of vision, no one would mind knowing their future; and for some dark wizards It is said that catching a prophet who can predict the future is also a matter of great benefit and no harm.

Even after Dumbledore took her in, as a professor at Hogwarts, she never forgot that feeling for a day, as if as soon as she opened her eyes, she might go back to the days of wandering and wandering in precarious situations.

And now, 'Lockhart' has deepened this feeling tenfold and a hundredfold.

Under the tremendous mental pressure, Trelawney's eyes gradually became blurred, and his eyes gradually lost focus, as if they were attracted by something very high and far away...

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