Chapter 1063 The Magic of Hatred

Harry has a particularly powerful advantage - mobility.

His determination can quickly form a strong force of action. He does not consider waiting, does not choose to compromise, and acts immediately, and will not give up until the goal is achieved.

Especially when he had the invisibility cloak, one of the three most sacred weapons of death, no one knew how many places he had searched in the month after school started.

Sometimes people have to lament the wonder of fate, no one can think that it is Draco who provides Harry with the "refreshing potion" and "hand of glory".

Draco didn't know why he wanted to help someone he hated, but he did anyway.

He bought the Hand of Glory at the Bojinbok store in Knockturn Lane. Holding this dry palm, the candle held by the palm will only provide light for the person holding the palm.

That is to say, after being ignited, it only provides light for itself, and no one else can see it.

This provided great convenience for Harry's actions.

After all, he almost always acts in the dark.

Harry was very careful when traveling at night. He finally knew how to give himself a series of assistances such as invisibility spells, voice cancel spells, and footstep voice spells, instead of just putting on an invisibility cloak at random.

His goal is clear, that is to find the 'magic of hatred'.

He ignored everything else, no matter whether he could mix it up or not.

Can you imagine? In a corner of the castle, in the middle of the night, Qiu Zhang and Cedric Diggory hugged each other with their fingers intertwined and whispered nothing, while Harry walked by without any fluctuation in his heart.

He was almost insane.

But he soon ran into a problem.

In the inner lounge of Professor Snape's office, Harry found a dusty suitcase under the bed after searching the bookshelves.

There was only a pair of picture frames empty in the suitcase.

In the frame... is a magic photo of his mother when she was young!

This is simply unbearable!

Whatever their past, yes, Anton had mentioned something to him in veiled terms. But I have a father, obviously my father is not Snape, but Potter!

He could no longer ignore all of this, and gave up his decision not to touch anything other than 'Magic of Hatred'.

Anyway, Snape didn't know why he left the school suddenly, and it was impossible to find out about it in a short time, so that he was forbidden to go out at night after discovering his actions.

Harry drew his wand, intending to destroy the painting.

However, he looked at his mother in the picture frame and smiled involuntarily on his face.

He hadn't really owned a portrait of his mother yet!

take it back?

But the nature of this is different. This is theft, which is not in line with justice.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound at the door of the office. Harry hurriedly stuffed the portrait into his robe, closed the suitcase again, and gently pushed it back to the bottom of the bed.

It was Snape's assistant who came.

Wearing a nightgown and holding a candlestick, she looked around the office curiously, and called softly, "Sev? Sev? Are you back?"

There was no one in the room, so she muttered suspiciously, "Strange, I just intuitively felt that someone was in the room."

She used to live as a werewolf in the dangerous Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, surrounded by all kinds of terrifying magical animals, magical plants, and little wizards who came to explore the mystery and hated monsters. If she had no ability, she would have died long ago.

That animal intuition had penetrated into her soul long ago, and it didn't completely dissipate without becoming a human.

Especially, in Beast Instinct, Sif's office, which belongs to his own territory, will definitely wake up at any time if there is any trouble.

Gillian simply extinguished the candlestick and put it gently on the table, holding a wand in one hand, while the other hand had quietly turned into a werewolf's paw in her nightgown.

She patrolled for a long time, but found nothing in the end. She tilted her head and thought for a long time, and finally left slowly holding the candlestick again.

"Huh~"

Harry finally heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground. He never imagined that this lady who usually seemed gentle would give him a dangerous feeling of a fire dragon patrolling his territory.

He waited for a while, then he got up, walked to the office door lightly, and carefully pushed open a gap.

Then, he saw Ms. Gillian staring at him holding a candlestick.

Before he could react, countless vines filled his eyes, covering him from every corner like a big net, and finally bound him tightly.

The invisibility cloak might not be able to reveal his figure, but throwing a net that fills all corners of the lake, no matter how transparent and invisible the fish, will be fished out.

The vines wrapped tightly around his body in an instant, and pulled off the hood of his invisibility cloak.

"Harry?"

Harry looked at Ms. Gillian in horror, "I...I..."

Gillian waved her wand, causing all the vines to dissipate, just smiled softly, and patted him on the head, "Naughty boy."

"Just pretend I didn't see it, but I can't come again next time, Sev doesn't like people touching his things."

"Okay... okay." Harry nodded vigorously.

Gillian shook her head and turned to leave.

Harry wasn't sure if he should put the frame back on, or else this female assistant of his would have told him about it when Snape came back, so Snape would have known he had been there .

Can……

That is the portrait of my mother!

Harry eventually took the portrait with him.

The frame is not big, but unexpectedly heavy, as heavy as a large book.

Or rather, it really is a book.

Harry discovered this when he returned to the Gryffindor common room, curled up on the sofa by the fireplace with his invisibility cloak folded.

There is a mark on the thick wooden frame, if you touch it lightly, it will pop open automatically, and the pages of the book inside the frame will come into view.

The portrait is actually the cover of the book!

The most important thing is that when you open the cover, it is written on the first page.

—The Hate by Severus Snape.

The ghost knows why Harry thinks that if there is a 'magic of love' in this world, there must be a 'magic of hate' in this world, but it is so magical, there really is.

And it was written by Snape!

Opening the title page, Snape's messy handwriting appeared on it, making one feel that he was not in a calm mood when he wrote these.

——I shouldn't have written these things. My father taught me since I was a child that if I study any magic in the future, I must study the kind that has anti-curse and regret medicine.

——But the magic I am writing now does not have a counterspell, it is extremely vicious. Yes, it is filled with all my hatred, towards myself, towards this world, towards Potter, towards Potter's accomplices, and even towards my belief in the Dark Lord...

——Papa, please forgive me, I can't work out a countercurse!

—I think it's because I can't forgive the hatred, I can't get out of it, I'm stuck in the mud, I can't get out of it.

——I try my best to avoid thinking about the content of this part of magic, and stop everything at the level of the "Shenfeng Wuying" that I researched at the beginning, so as not to let hatred swallow me, otherwise, that would be the most stupid.

——1986.09.09

Harry frowned and looked at this paragraph. The date on it showed that it seemed that Snape wrote the content of this handwriting when he was 6 years old.

But later added new content with handwriting of other colors.

The handwriting no longer looks messy, but it gives people a touch of sadness.

——With the help of my student Anton, I finally found a way to revive Lily. Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to want to return to the world of living beings.

— She said she didn't blame me. It was just a soft sentence, but I seemed to feel redemption. I finally found the anti-curse for this vicious magic, and it was always there, in the Patronus spell that I cast every day...

—With the counter-curse, I think I can finally continue to study this vicious magic and use it on the Dark Lord Voldemort. Yes, wait, I will do it.

——But in fact, I have researched it a long time ago. It was also during the days when Anton helped enter the past time. I kept going over and over again to the night when Voldemort killed Lily and Potter, hoping to find and save her (strike out ) The Potters approach.

——During that time, the magic of hatred reached its peak. I asked Anton and Dumbledore respectively, and they both told me that I was on par with Voldemort at his peak.

——Anton managed to save me, stripping off the part of my soul that was completely swallowed up by hatred. He said it was as easy as taking the Obscurity from the Obscurus, though I don't know how. This part was stuffed into the body of the sub-dragon 'Fat Ball' by him.

——I asked Gillian to help me make some snacks, tempted 'Fat Ball' to cooperate with my research, and finally completed the last part of the book.

——I call this magic "Life Erasure", just like the original intention of my research on "Shenfeng Wuying", eager to erase the enemy from this world.

—— Thoroughly, erase it! The effect of the spell follows the concept of potion science, it is not an instant killing of souls like the killing spell, but to push the other party into the process of 'derailing from the world'.

——The other party will feel his separation from the whole world little by little, and eventually completely lose track of him.

——It won't even appear in the world of dead souls!

— that's why I call it malevolent.

——Please remember that the anti-curse is the advanced casting technique of the 'Guardian Charm', which is the result of my further research based on the 'A Ray of Sunshine Curse' developed by Anton. This is also what I added to Anton's soul research.

——Fiennes added 'time', and I added 'traces'. So if you want to fully understand the content of the "Patronus Charm" I explained in another book, you should read more of the book "Wizards are Gods" written by Anton.

——The underlying logic is very simple. We deeply hate a person and wish that the other person will disappear into this world. Similarly, there will be people who love such a person deeply and long for the other person to exist in this world.

— but I think, the Dark Lord Voldemort, oh, I am afraid that there is no such a person who would desire his existence so deeply.