Chapter 519 Memories Belonging to the Returnees

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Leon Schneider narrowed his eyes slightly, and he patted Reinhardt on the shoulder with approval: "Well done, my friend."

The other party's condescending attitude made Reinhardt feel a little uncomfortable, but he still frowned and said, "Is this your plan? Let me pretend to be a bloodline of the so-called Nott family and have a relationship with that idiot?"

Leon Schneider did not show displeasure, he just smiled: "You are too impatient, Reinhardt, no goal can be achieved overnight, in order to better achieve the goal, many things are necessary - And when you actually join us, you’ll know why we do what we do.”

Reinhardt glanced at him, then licked his lips: "Regardless of everything else, your ability to arouse curiosity is indeed very good - the blame is also on the so-called eight major families, who are the forces behind you?"

"It doesn't matter if I reveal any of this to you," Leon Schneider played with a black crystal in his hand, "What I asked you to tell Theodore Nott is basically true. There are forces you can't imagine behind the wizarding world, and we , called the Returner."

"Returners..." Reinhard pondered the meaning of this word, and then asked, "What about the guilt? Are there really gods in this world?"

"Well, of course, do you think magic comes out of thin air? This kind of magical power cannot be evolved naturally in this barren world. It is the power given to us by the God of Wizards - However, the guilt and what you imagined Gods are different, they are not here to make the world a better place -" As he spoke, Leon Schneider showed an evil smile, "Of course, neither are the Returners."

"What do you want to do?"

"Oh, friend, your question has crossed the line. Please be patient. When you join us, you will naturally understand everything."

Reinhard frowned and looked dissatisfied, but he seemed to have regarded himself as a member of the returnees and stood on the other side's side when speaking and doing things: "You are so convinced that Wallop must Will you monitor me and choose to seize the memory bottle?"

"No -" Leon Schneider smiled mysteriously, "but some people firmly believe that Wallop will definitely do this - of course, the premise is..."

His eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc: "You did what I taught you..."

Reinhard didn't have any guilty conscience. He sneered and pointed at his head: "Your magic is in my mind. Ha, to be honest, I tried it myself after I went back, whether it was to restart my brain. What should I do about Occlumency? That magic power is entrenched in my brain like a tarsal maggot. I have enough reason to believe that if I betray you, this magic power will—"

"Bang!" He made a gesture like fireworks exploding.

Leon Schneider smiled again: "It's really convenient to deal with smart people."

“I hope—” Reinhardt raised the corner of his lips, “What’s next?”

"When Wallop gets the memory bottle and reads the memory, something magical will happen -" Leon Schneider said with an expectant expression, "And at this time, what you need to do is very simple. Hold this."

He handed Reinhard the black crystal he had been playing with, and then handed over a tall crystal bottle, which was the size of a small vase.

Reinhardt took the two things and frowned: "What are these?"

"You don't have to worry about this. Just keep holding this thing in your hand and get close to Wallop -" Leon Schneider pointed at the black rhombus crystal, "And this crystal bottle..."

He gave a cruel smile: "I want you to fill it with Wallop's blood."

Reinhardt's face darkened: "Don't say stupid things. That guy is not an ordinary underage wizard you see everywhere. If you get close to him, you want to kill him? Ask Karkaroff, he has the ability to do it. ?"

"So, what do you think the things I taught you are for? When Wallop looks at the memory in the memory bottle, he will fall into a state of temporary control, and he will be alone in the magic we set Go to the secret room of Hogwarts - by then, he will be defenseless." Leon Schneider snorted disdainfully, "And, kill him? He is a precious existence, how can you let you kill him? You just Just get his blood, the amount will only make him weak for a while, but he won't die."

Reinhard frowned. He had never heard of magic that could control other people's memories.

Seeing his doubts, Leon Schneider chuckled: "There are too many magics you have never seen, just like the magic I put in your mind. If it weren't for me, you would never have seen such greatness. The power - and, do you really think you can kill him? Reinhardt, entering our return is not as simple as running errands."

"According to reliable information, Sean Wallop possesses magical animals that can bring down the entire Hogwarts. If he wants, his little cuties alone can slaughter everyone on this ship, including me. .”

Hearing what the other party said, Reinhardt's brows furrowed deeper. Wasn't this asking himself to die?

"Ha, it seems that you are really afraid of Mr. Wallop." Leon Schneider chuckled, "Don't worry, the intelligence shows that his magical animals usually stay in his ring. That's a magic trick." Items of the Traceless Expansion Spell. According to that guy's character, he will definitely set a password magic for the entrance and exit of the ring. When he is controlled, the ring will naturally not open. What you need to face is that he often carries it with him. Fantastic animal—a crocodile."

"Winged Demon?" Reinhardt repeated.

He knew something about this magical creature, but not much.

Creatures like the Crouching-winged Demon are very rare. Its favorite food is human brains. There are rumors in many areas that the gorgeous big bat will lie on the back of humans at night, and then bite open the skull of the victim. , according to research, that gorgeous big bat is the Curling-winged Demon.

This magical animal is extremely dangerous, and the world knows very little about it, so even the Ministry of Magic has not assessed its danger level.

As if he had guessed what he was thinking, Leon Schneider said: "Don't think about it. I can tell you clearly that the danger of the Winged Demon is at least Strong’s warriors from the Goblet of Fire, you can’t even deal with a magical beast, can you?”

Reinhard snorted coldly, putting it lightly - they almost stumbled when facing the two fire dragons in the first level, and faced them head-on? No, he just used various tricks to avoid being killed.

Although the fire dragon is a top-notch existence among magical animals, and he has retained his strength in the competition, he has reason to believe that the magical animals raised by Wallop are definitely not that easy to deal with.

However, compared to facing Wallop...

Reinhardt finally nodded: "I understand."

"Very good, my friend." Leon Schneider smiled with satisfaction, "Now, just wait for our dear Mr. Wallop to take the bait~"

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On the way back to the Slytherin common room, Theodore Nott carefully paid attention to whether anyone noticed him in particular, while calming down his excitement.

The news brought by Reinhardt was too exciting, and he saw his future of making a name for himself almost instantly.

Being able to participate in such a plan that affects the world is something he has always longed for.

Thinking of this, he clutched the memory bottle in the bag - Reinhardt said that it contained memories that would allow him to further understand everything.

Theodore Nott gasped excitedly for a few times. He remembered that his family kept an ancestral pensieve. He wanted to write another letter to ask his father to send the pensieve over...

When he reached a deserted corner, he habitually leaned to the side to prevent himself from making too loud footsteps.

Then, he saw a pair of jet black round boys.

Huge sleepiness hit him instantly, and Theodore Nott fell into drowsiness before he could react. The second before he lost consciousness, he subconsciously grabbed the memory bottle in his pocket, and then made a "bang" Fell to the ground.

"Good job, Pudding." Sean praised the cat panther who hypnotized the opponent, and then skillfully got Theodore Nott into the ring.

Yes, he still chose to start with Theodore Noether first. On the one hand, he could use Legilimency to explore some secret history about the Noether family. On the other hand, he could also get the one that Reinhart gave to him. Memory bottle.

After rummaging around, he opened Theodore Nott's fingers and took out the memory bottle.

"Something strange..."

Sean frowned and muttered. The silver flakes in the memory bottle in his hand were floating aimlessly, but unlike other memories, the memory silver flakes inside seemed to be mixed with some yellow dust, as if they had been stored. It seems like a long time.

Sean, who had experienced another secret room in Slytherin, did not immediately check the memory. His habitual caution made him take out his wand and cast the spell.

However, after applying various detection spells, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the memory bottle in front of him. Sean, who even checked the cork, did not find any evil spells or black magic hidden on it.

"Tsk..."

Still worried, Sean hesitated for a while and then took out the coin that only had the last use left.

Unstable Coin (Purple): A divination prop. Throw the coin after saying something specific. Heads represent affirmation and tails represent negation. The remaining number of uses is 1/5 (Note: The front and back of the coin will be affected by the weather, mood, and luck, and the upright phenomenon often occurs. Moderate divination is good for the body and mind, and superstitious predictions are harmful to health)

The divination coin produced by the system has one last chance to use. This thing is actually quite useful for divination, but once it is upright, it is very messed up.

"Give me some face, don't insert it into the ground..." Sean raised the coin and bowed.

"I used the pensieve taken from another chamber in Slytherin to read the memories in the memory bottle in my hand. There was no danger."

After describing as accurately as possible what he needed to divine, Sean threw it into the sky.

The coin spun and fell.

Sean's eyes lit up: "Front!"

The unstable coin, which had perfectly completed its last mission, trembled twice and then disappeared directly.

"Good baby, keep going." Sean said in memory.

He hesitated no longer and took out the pensieve.

After uncorking the bottle, a rotten smell filled Sean's nose.

He frowned. This was not the smell that a normal memory bottle should have. No, to be precise, normal memory would not have any smell.

However, since all the divination props produced by the system are positive, at least there is no need to worry about dangerous situations.

Putting the silver flakes mixed with yellow dust into the Pensieve, Sean took out his wand and stirred it, then took a deep breath and plunged directly into the Pensieve.

His feet flew off the ground, falling continuously in the darkness.

However, Sean, who was used to this feeling, didn't feel any discomfort, and soon he was firmly on the ground.

"here it is……"

He looked around and found that he was on a road made of wooden marble slabs.

Surrounded by distinctive ancient Greek temple-like buildings.

"Could it be that this is the territory of the returnees?" Sean suddenly thought of a possibility.

The Returners are closely related to ancient Greece, and the architectural style here clearly belongs to the Aegean civilization.

He looked around and found a figure wearing a black hood emerging from the shadow of the building in front of him.

"Returner..." Sean's eyes tightened.

It seemed that he had entered the memory of a returnee.

There were no other pedestrians on the wide stone road, and after the returnee emerged from the shadows, he walked straight towards a small temple in front.

Sean walked up to the person and took a look, and then he was surprised to find that the other person was an "old acquaintance" that he had met before.

The one who is printed on the chocolate frog picture is the ancient Greek legend who is said to have the patron saint of giants: the invincible Andros.

Andros's face didn't look good, and there was a burnt mark on his robe that had been hit by magic, as if he had just been through a battle with someone.

Sean's face looked slightly strange. Could this memory be the one after Andros met Grindelwald, who he was disguised as?

At that time, Andros was having a conversation with Sean, who was disguised as Grindelwald, and finally Sean flipped the table. Unfortunately, Sean failed to keep him.

Sean still remembered that his spell only hit Andros' robe, which seemed to be the one in front of him...

Andros continued to walk forward, and Sean followed. Soon, they came to the small temple.

The small temple did not open its door as Sean imagined. The door was shrouded in black mist, like a passage through hell.

Andros did not know what action he made, and the shrouded fog moved to both sides, revealing a dark entrance and exit.