Chapter 230 Seria Is Not Lying to Me!

"The Dark Lord did it himself. What kind of idea are you doing? Do you want him to die? And with the magic left by Lily, the Dark Lord can't even touch him until he becomes an adult!"

Snape's eyes widened, unable to calm down any longer, he stood up and pressed Carl's shoulder with a terrifying roar.

"Pig head, look at the palm!"

Carl stretched out his hand expressionlessly and knocked Snape away, then wiped the drool on his face with disgust, the yellow teeth of this guy were almost sticking to his white and tender face.

"Damn it, Professor Snape is crazy! And how long have you not brushed your teeth? I almost couldn't catch my breath..."

Snape waved his wand in mid-air to stabilize his figure and landed on the ground, so that he wouldn't fall to the ground.

"I need a reasonable explanation!"

Snape restarted the brain defense technique he had just broken, and he spoke gloomily after a long while.

"Remember the resurrection magic I asked you about before? The blood of the enemy...

Yes, that's right! Harry's blood can revive Voldemort, and at the same time the magic of love will also be invalid. The Death Curse released by him can naturally annihilate that piece of soul. "

Karl tapped the armrest of the chair rhythmically with his fingers, his eyes deep.

"Heh~...Of course! As long as Harry Potter dies, that piece of soul won't survive! But what's the use?!"

Snape laughed outrageously at Carl's method.

"No no no, Harry won't die in the end, Voldemort's soul will block the deadly death curse for him. Remember this thing?"

Karl shook his head lightly, then spread out his palms, a stone emitting green light was lying quietly in his palm.

"Resurrection Stone?!"

Of course Snape recognized this thing, it was it that recalled Lily's soul and reproduced the miracle of resurrection.

"According to the current situation in the magic world, the specific operation process can only be like this..."

"It's too dangerous to plot against the Dark Lord, you are simply playing with fire!"

"No, no, it's not me playing with fire, but you... how can you say that I am playing with fire when the choice is in your hands? Professor Snape, it's not magic..."

"Didn't you just say more than one method? What else can you do?!"

"Another method is...to use black magic to defeat black magic~, let's learn about fighting poison with poison?"

Carl grinned, and a magic book with terrifying skulls depicted on its pitch-black cover instantly appeared in his hands. The spellbook was badly damaged, and it looked like at least half of it was missing, even so, Snape still felt great fear in it.

"What a scary magic book, it's much scarier than the "Secrets of Advanced Black Magic" in the restricted area! Aren't you a descendant of the ancient elves? How could there be such a thing?!"

Snape set his eyes on the spellbook in Carl's hand, and felt dizzy just by looking at it. He frowned, feeling that Karl's second method was not very reliable.

"This is a diary that accompanies a magician who is comparable to a god to grow up. Although I only have half of it in my hand, it is enough. In front of that person, even Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Nicolas, Voldemort The sum of four people is not enough for someone to beat with one hand. In her eyes, the problem of stripping the soul is not as difficult as crushing an ant..."

Carl opened the diary while talking, looking for a solution.

"Aha! Yes, there is more than one way! Whether it is the magic "Eternal Possession" that can resurrect the dead, or the magical "Puppet Thread" that can be forged by a puppeteer, it can be peeled off intact. soul!

That is, the degree of difficulty is so small..."

When he said this, Carl raised a hand with some embarrassment, and there was only half a minute between his thumb and index finger. But this half point made Snape feel cold, because when he asked Carl to do something before, the other party never told him that he would encounter difficulties.

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"Don't tell me what's there and what's not, how difficult is it?"

Snape suppressed the sullen breath in his heart, and spoke urgently.

"I only have half of the diary in my hand. It only introduces the specific functions and effects of the magic of "Eternal Occupation", but there is no way to learn it. So, um~, you know...

The diary records a sub-professional inheritance that has never appeared in the magic world-Puppeteer. The inheritance is divided into nine levels. The "Puppet Line" must reach at least level five before it can be forged. I made a rough estimate. Probably hundreds of thousands of galleons will be burned, and I don't know the time...

So, of these two methods, which one do you choose? "

In order to prevent him from believing it, Carl spread out the diary and showed Snape what was written in it, but he was dumbfounded after just one glance.

"Dragon heart? A strong soul? How do you ask me to get you these things?"

What is this all about? It is necessary to extract souls for experiments at every turn, and there are many demands for this.

"Money can really do everything, Seria is not lying to me..."

Karl leaned back dejectedly, looking at the dim ceiling, filled with emotion. It is really scary to burn money in a sub-profession in reality. The process is too precise, and one mistake will have to be scrapped. All materials may not even return to the furnace in the end.

Snape threw the diary on Carl's face in despair, and the latter was not very angry, patted the dust on it, and put it away with a smile.

"Look, you can't do it even if I give you Plan B. You can't blame me for that. If you don't have money to burn, you can only seek wealth and insurance. Let's honestly plan how to count Voldemort, the Death Eater he created The organization must still have a lot of wealth left, hehe~...I like cheating and cheating the most..."

Thinking of Quirrell's entire family belongings that had gone into his pocket in a year, Carl licked his lips sweetly and expressed that he wanted to do it again. Barty Crouch Jr. and Umbridge the pink toad were all in his mind. Excellent candidate.

"I think you will fall on Jin Gallon sooner or later!"

Snape sneered coldly, when he thought of Carl's two bad ideas, he wanted to cut him in half with a single stroke.

"Professor Rawsnape, don't worry about whether I will fall on Galleons. Anyway, you have fallen on Galleons now. If there are enough Galleons for me to practice, I won't be able to take the trouble." Li's little life to take risks, although there is one and only way..."

Snape's taunting Carl has long been tired of hearing, and immediately responded without giving him any face.

I have written chapters in these two days so messy, I have to sort out an outline, or I will collapse myself...