Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

"Teacher...save me!" As a golden flame rose in the principal's office, Sisley staggered into the office and fell down.

"Fawkes, find Severus and bring him here!" Dumbledore quickly waved his wand to transform into a bed for Sisley to lie on, and then ordered towards Fawkes.

With another golden flame, Fox disappeared from the spot.

Dumbledore pointed at Sisley with the Elder Wand, and the bottomless magic covered Sisley's body, providing Sisley with the most basic protection - he would not be taken away by that weird soul. .

Another flame appeared out of thin air, and Snape, dressed in black robes, walked over.

"Severus, Sisley needs magic potion, a lot of magic potion, hurry up." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

As if he had expected it, Snape took out two bottles of blue potion and handed them to Dumbledore, and a cauldron suddenly appeared on Dumbledore's desk. Snape took out a small black bag, He took out a series of potion materials and started refining them.

"How are you now?" Snape asked while refining the potion.

"It's not optimistic. That foreign soul is very strange." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"Weird?" Snape asked with a frown. After all, this was the first time he heard such an elusive word from Dumbledore. He always took everything into his own hands before giving up.

"Yes, this soul is weird... He comes from another world! He was brought by that thing in his soul!" At this time, Dumbledore said with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"It's really weird! Magic potion!" Snape waved his wand slightly and put a large pot of magic potion into glass bottles and floated towards Dumbledore.

Waves of frost emerged from Dumbledore's palms, and he allowed the hot magic potion to cool down before holding Sisley's head and smoothing the potion down.

Just like this, Sisley finally opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "This is a foreign soul. There is something in his body that continuously provides him with strength."

"It's okay! Severus and I are both here. You will be fine." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, stroking Sisley's sweaty forehead.

"That thing scares me," Sisley muttered, closing his eyes.

"Fawkes! Go and find Slughorn as well." Dumbledore ordered.

Dumbledore then held Sisley's hand and said: "You are a wizard. You have endless terrifying magic power in your body that can create miracles and destroy all things. You don't need to be afraid of that thing at all, because there is no There’s nothing scarier than you and me.”

Soon, another golden flame rose out of thin air, and a chubby and kind wizard appeared in the office holding a large package. It was Slughorn.

"Oh, poor kid, these are all in my inventory. I'll start refining the medicine right away." As he said this, Slughorn also took out his own crucible and started refining it.

In the gray-white soul space, Sisley controlled nearly endless magic power and continuously threw it towards the bottomless soul opposite, causing ripples.

"It's useless, just like you said, just give up your body obediently, and I might make you suffer less. Just like that sentence, he who knows the current affairs is a hero. Hahaha!!!" That soul He shouted frantically towards Sisley.

"Humph, do you think you are strong? For me, it's just a warm-up." Different from the frankness he had just faced Dumbledore, Sisley at this time pretended to have no fear, and he was clearly a A crazy person who is confident to the point of paranoia.

"Then let you..." The weird soul was whipped in the face by Sisley who suddenly appeared midway through his words.

"You talk so much, Black Wind Whip!" A long whip with barbs appeared in Sisley's hand and he waved it wildly.

The strange soul in front of him could completely disperse and evade the entity, but it only maintained a defensive posture to resist Sisley's attack.

"It seems that that thing is very important to you." Sisley looked at the black ball in the strange soul and murmured. The next moment, countless chains appeared in the space, flying towards the strange soul.

"It's useless!" The strange soul howled, and its limbs turned into garbled tentacles, quickly shattering the chains.

However, although the garbled tentacles are fast, they are still slightly inferior compared to the endless chains in this space.

at the same time...

"The magic potion has worked." Dumbledore sat beside Sisley's bed and held Sisley's hand.

"What's wrong with this kid? I've never seen anything like this before." Slughorn asked while refining the medicine.

"Sisley's soul is fighting another living being inside him," Dumbledore explained.

"But, there's something wrong. This kid is still working so hard on his home court?" Slughorn said still incomprehensively.

"That's not an ordinary life form." Dumbledore said solemnly.

"Muran?"

"It's even weirder than that," Dumbledore said.

"Okay." After Slughorn finished speaking, he continued to refine the medicine.

"I don't know...I don't know how to break him up, that thing inside him..." Sisley muttered with a frown.

Upon seeing this, Dumbledore quickly lay down and whispered in Sisley's ear: "Child, you know, how could you not know?"

"You are a wizard, you can do anything you want, if you want!"

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he saw that Sisley's face began to turn pale again, and he quickly said to Snape and Slughorn: "We still need potions! Hurry up!"

"Here, six bottles!" Snape waved his wand, and the six bottles of potion flew towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore took the potion and cast it to cool it down, then lifted Sisley's head and poured the potion down.

In the soul space...

"As long as I want to..." Sisley murmured, as if he had some understanding.

He immediately removed all the chains in the space, and then opened his hands slightly toward the soul in front of him.

Tear it apart! ! !

The soul in front of him instantly had no room for resistance and was torn in half.

The black ball in the soul was captured by Sisley.

Sisley shook his hand slightly, and the black ball cracked inch by inch, and endless black mist and strands of silver light flowed out from it.

Sisley waved his hand, and the black mist in the soul space disappeared without a trace.

Sisley pinched the silver thread and murmured: "The power of the prophet..."

Sisley played with the light filament like this for a long time, and finally confirmed that the light filament was extremely pure, without a trace of impurities, and then he released his hand and let the light filament flow into his soul.

"It's mine!!!" As Sisley's soul emitted bursts of dazzling silver light, he finally showed a relaxed smile.

"Huh... let me have some fun. After all, I'm only in the first grade. This is a [big meal] that's hard to come by." Sisley said with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile, and waved his hand. Imprisoning the soul on the other side.

"Feel the pain!!! Hahahahaha!!!"