v2 Chapter 453： The "Unbreakable" Oath

Obviously did not feel any change process, obviously the [arrogance] in the body did not react, but Sean found that the nature of his magic power has indeed changed.

He didn't know how to describe the feeling, if a metaphor that wasn't quite right: his magic, evolved.

Why does this change happen just by fighting against the opponent, who has the power of [lazy]?

Sean was puzzled. He didn't know whether the change was temporary or permanent, but for him now, the changed magical nature didn't seem to cause any hindrance.

The figure in the black hood didn't seem to have expected it at all, and he, who was still suppressing Sean, lost all his advantages in just an instant.

The massive, irresistible magic hits like a raging sea, as if Sean had thrown a storm that swept the world in his calm sea of ​​magic.

"Ugh...ah-ah!" A roar with all his might came from the other side.

Thomas, who was controlled by Transfiguration, let out a roar through the steel mask, the kind of desperate roar that tried his best but was helpless.

They share the same consciousness, and in a critical situation, the magical feedback of one person seems to be reflected on Thomas...

Such a thought popped into Sean's mind, but instead of relaxing, he outputted magic more violently.

Black Hood held the wand tightly with both hands, and he stepped on the ground with both feet but still couldn't stop backing away.

A trace was pulled out of the ground, and the black hood held it firmly, but the original suppression was gone, and the center of the collision of the magic spell was getting closer and closer.

"Crench--" The wand made a painful cracking sound, and the wooden wand trembled, and cracks appeared one after another.

The dazzling white light erupted, the wand was completely broken, and Sean's spell hit Black Hood's chest without any hindrance.

He flew upside down and smashed **** a tombstone. After the dull crashing sound, the black hood slid softly to the ground, and there was no movement at all.

Thomas, who was controlled, whimpered and made a painful sound.

Dumbledore, who had been watching this scene and clenched his wand, had a hint of surprise and doubt in his eyes.

He looked at Sean, and when he was about to speak, he saw that Sean, who had gained an overall advantage to defeat the enemy, just took a breath to calm down the magic fluctuations.

Then, Sean immediately waved his wand, binding spell, petrification spell, stun spell, plus Transfiguration.

He was knocked to the ground, his whole body was charred black, and even the black hood, who didn't know his life and death, shivered under Sean's curse, and then he was firmly imprisoned.

And while Sean was pouring mind-clearing and tonic in his mouth, he raised his wand and pointed at Thomas, who was not in a coma.

The child's vigilance... Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.

"Sean, if you add a few more spells, he may not be able to speak for the rest of his life," Dumbledore said.

Sean, who was about to give Thomas the most vicious acupuncture spell, turned his head and looked at the old man.

"Not really, professor?" He wiped the corners of his mouth and put his wand down.

Dumbledore fell from the air, and he walked to Sean's side with amazement and admiration in his eyes.

"Normally it is, but this Mr Thomas is an exception."

Sean glanced at Thomas thoughtfully, then said, "Because he's the subject?"

Dumbledore didn't shake his head or nod, just smiled slightly: "Yes, not all of them—and, why don't you go and find out for yourself?"

Sean glanced suspiciously at the old man who was keen on riddles. At Dumbledore's wrist, the red magic was still about to move, but somehow it was suppressed.

After thinking about it, Sean put down other questions first, and then walked to Black Hood's side.

The hood, which was mostly damaged, was lifted, and Sean's child hole shrank a little.

Hidden under the hood was a thin boy's face, his eyes were tightly closed, his complexion was pale, I don't know if it was originally or because he was badly injured by Sean.

There was a hint of red blood flowing down his seven orifices, but there was still a slight breath between his nose.

What shocked Sean was that the head above the boy was not a normal skull and hair, but a hole opened by someone. Inside the fist-sized hole was a black unknown substance that was wriggling, somewhat resembling a silent oil state.

Sean tried to take a look inside, but as soon as he cast his gaze in, he felt like he was about to be sucked in.

He quickly took a step back, his eyes surprised and frightened.

Dumbledore came to Sean's side, and he also glanced at the inexplicable black hole above the man's head.

The old man didn't feel any discomfort, just sighed: "It's actually like this..."

"What the **** is going on, Professor?" Sean asked.

Dumbledore did not speak, but instead pointed to the man's chest.

Sean looked along, and the man's dented chest was wriggling slightly.

Sean frowned and waved his wand, and the clothes on the other side's upper body were torn apart, and then Sean found that there was no serious injury to the sunken chest that was hit by himself.

It's like being punched in a piece of plasticine.

"Huh? This is..." Sean keenly found that the skin at the edge of the depression was not quite right.

"Potion Compound?" Sean looked up at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore still didn't speak, but looking at his appearance, Sean's guess should be accurate.

"This person took the compound decoction? Why..."

Sean carefully looked at the other person's appearance. The hair was a little long, but the volume was sparse. He looked rather handsome, with a hint of immaturity. He looked young, with a typical Caucasian appearance.

Sean recalled it seriously, and he didn't have any impression of this boy in his mind.

"Wait..." Sean was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Dumbledore.

"This person, no, this person's appearance is [lazy]?!"

Dumbledore still didn't answer, and didn't even give any movements or expressions, as if he had nothing to do with this matter at all.

Sean looked down at the wriggling red magic on the old man's wrist and understood.

"Professor, because of your unbreakable oath, can't you give me any relevant information, not even hints?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded: "You are very smart, Sean, and you reacted immediately."

"Then... Professor? Can you?"

Dumbledore seemed to understand what Sean was going to say, and he shook his head: "I know what you think, for example, if you ask a question, if I don't answer it, it will be a default, and if you cough, it will be a denial? My child, I have to say, you have a good idea. Flexible—but the unbreakable oath ignores this suggestion, especially if the truth revealed by the cursed person is closer to the true oath."

Sean pursed his lips regretfully. Although Dumbledore was able to suppress the oath to a certain extent, it seemed that it was no more than that.

However, this gave Sean another direction. The information of the person in front of him is related to the real oath, that is to say, it is very close to the truth...

Sean frowned and thought for a while, then tried to ask, "If it doesn't involve oaths, that's fine, right?"

Dumbledore didn't speak, but winked at him.

"Then... Professor, what were you doing before you came here?"

Dumbledore didn't respond.

"This can't be said... Then, Professor, I see you, before you met Thomas and the others, it seemed that you didn't understand the situation of guilt [lazy]?"

This time, Dumbledore responded, and the red magic seemed to have suddenly become violent, and darted out towards Dumbledore's heart.

But the old man raised the old wand and firmly suppressed the red magic power. Then, he nodded lightly.

Dumbledore didn't know this before...

"Then, after you came over, you saw this wrong guy, and then borrowed the information you already knew to infer more information, right?"

Dumbledore didn't speak again this time.

Sean frowned and thought.

When Thomas threatened Dumbledore before, he mentioned that this time if Dumbledore doesn't interfere with them and capture Sean, they will be able to get in touch with the truth of the matter when they go back...

That is to say, Dumbledore did cooperate with the returner to a certain extent, but it is clear that the returner did not reveal the real key information to Dumbledore.

It's just that Dumbledore's IQ has probably already been speculated except for a lot of information.

However, subject to the oath, he has no way to reveal the information that is important to the returnees to others.

Sean scratched his hair that was not elegant in annoyance, and sighed: "Professor, I have to say, it's not a pleasant thing to play dumb riddles every day, I can't confirm many guesses, and I'm sure Critical information is missing."

Dumbledore looked apologetic: "It's so shameful to me, Sean...I can't tell you whether you're doing it right or wrong now, because it's all, well, you know."

"Then why did you come today to let me see this scene and continue to guess the riddle?" Sean said irritably.

Dumbledore shook his head solemnly: "I don't want my students to be in danger, frankly, Sean..."

The old man showed a frightened expression.

"I was terrified."

Sean was startled by Dumbledore's answer.

He thought he was in great danger...so he took the oath to save me...

Because of that powerful magic that can tamper with the path of the door key?

"Professor, do you think that the magic that changed the path of the door key was done by [person]?" Sean tried to ask.

Dumbledore didn't speak, but looked at Sean with joy and apology in his eyes.

Sean understood, Dumbledore thought that I was being targeted by the [person] of a higher level, probably the "that one" in Thomas' mouth.

But he just happened to discover this situation, and he didn't expect it to become the current situation.

In fact, the threat of Thomas and the others to Sean was not too great. The magic power from the guilt [lazy] really shocked and panicked him, but Sean still had a lot of backhands that he didn't use.

Of course, Dumbledore's arrival at least allowed Sean to catch these three people, otherwise, even if he can defeat these three people, the information here will be sent back by them.

Just as Sean was thinking, Dumbledore looked in a certain direction.

"Shawn, it's time to go."

"Leave now? Huh? Someone's coming?" Sean asked.

Dumbledore nodded and said: "It's very unsafe here, and it's easy to find some situations, you remember one thing, Albus Dumbledore did not participate in the things you did today, understand?"

"The three?"

Dumbledore smiled: "Someone touched the magic by mistake, and the person who cast the magic came to check, but I didn't expect that the person who touched the magic by mistake was a reclusive powerful wizard. The powerful wizard defeated the three and used unknown methods. The three were taken away without leaving a trace."

Sean: "..."

Professor, you have already made up this story, haven't you?

But Dumbledore's statement proved that Sean's guess was accurate. The tampering of the door key was not deliberately aimed at Sean, but a countermeasure laid down by the returnees.

Sean glanced at the three of Thomas, and then at the Roynds, who were still in a coma.

What the **** are Durmstrang and the returnees doing, to make such an arrangement for an ordinary Muggle couple... Could it be that [Lazy] is actually Lonte Law, the son of the Roynds who never showed up. Yin De?

Dumbledore urged: "Sean, as the admissions officer, it's time for you to go back to Hogwarts."

"I see... is the door key still usable?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Sean stripped the three of Thomas and stuffed them into the ring - the basilisk had already put on glasses and was ready to petrify.

Then, Sean took one last look at Dumbledore, who didn't move, and disappeared in place with the Lloyds.

The cemetery was silent again, and only Dumbledore was left.

The old man looked at the direction in which Sean disappeared. He pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.

After standing there for a while the red magic power sworn at his wrist gradually calmed and disappeared, then Dumbledore waved his wand, and a strange wind blew in the graveyard.

The wind gradually subsided, and the magic fluctuations here suddenly became chaotic.

Then Dumbledore waved his wand again, this time in the exact same way the black hooded boy tried to send the message.

After doing all this, he stood there and waited.

For a moment, the air in one place fluctuated, and then, several black shadows appeared in place.

"Dumbledore? It's you who sent the signal?" The shadow leader said in a hoarse voice.

"What on earth are you doing?" Dumbledore asked instead instead of answering the other's question.

The shadow fell silent, looking at Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore—" he said slowly, "don't you think you should tell me first what happened here?"