Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

In a blink of an eye, it's the weekend.

Although there were no classes in school for these two days, almost all the professors left a lot of homework, which provided the only solution for the little wizard who was struggling with how to deal with the weekend.

Hogwarts Castle, in the library on the fifth floor.

"What the hell are these things? How did Snape, an old bat, arrange this kind of homework?" Roger almost went crazy.

He is facing the textbook drawing stroke by stroke a bright white color picture, and there are some colorful crayons scattered beside him.

"Maybe it's because you blew up half of the cauldron last time when you mistook dodder as fresh food in Potions class, so Snape hoped that we could recognize the shape and characteristics of each herb." Canaan smacked his lips, and he Just finished painting dozens of potion color pictures.

"I think it's pretty good. These pictures are quite interesting." Rove sat at the side and drew slowly, interjecting.

"After finishing your homework, how do you plan to play? Do you want to watch the senior Quidditch training together? I have an appointment with George and the others." Roger shook his sore arm and lay on the chair looking forward to it.

"Have you finished the Transfiguration class assigned by Professor McGonagall? How is your practice of the water avoidance spell taught by Professor Fitz? And Professor Flitwick will check our mastery of the Levitation spell next week." Ali Tower's relentless three-combo attack directly pulled Roger to reality.

"Damn it." Roger patted his head and sighed!

"Children, you'd better keep your voice down." Mrs. Pince walked behind the crowd at some point and reminded her softly.

"We will pay attention, Mrs. Pince." Canaan looked up and said apologetically.

Mrs. Pince nodded to him kindly, and left here.

"I heard from George that Mrs. Pince is a tigress in the library, doesn't she look a bit different?" Roger stretched his head and said in a low voice.

"I think Mrs. Pince is really good, just like my mother." Rove agreed.

At this time, a violent roar suddenly came from the bookshelf in the distance, which immediately attracted Canaan's attention.

"George, how many times have I told you not to scribble on books in the library, you! Get out with your brother now!" The voice was like the growl of an enraged tigress.

"Hey, Mrs. Pince, I'm George. This time, my brother Fred did it all by himself, and it has nothing to do with me." George said hastily.

"Hey, I'm the brother," Fred retorted.

"Shut up and get out of here you all. I should write your mother a letter and tell her what a horrible child she is."

"Ma'am, we haven't had enough pocket money recently, you'd better ask her to mail us some more." George quickly packed up his books, left this sentence with a smile, and ran out of the library with Fred.

Finally, at the door, the two brothers made faces at Mrs. Pince.

Canaan seemed to see the furious veins on Mrs. Pince's head.

These two brothers are really talented!

"Ahem, I take back what I just said." Roger squeezed his throat.

"Me too, my mother wouldn't be so fierce." Rove said honestly.

 …

After finishing his homework, Canaan came to the dormitory, opened the space door, and slipped back to the laboratory with Pikachu.

"Canaan, haven't you been here for a long time?" Hoffman in the portrait said in surprise when he saw Canaan emerge from the sparks and put down the newspaper in his hand.

"You know, I've already enrolled in Hogwarts, so I can only rush here in time,

Where is Scada? Canaan glanced at the tidy hall and asked.

"Do you want to give him the Imperius Curse again? I really don't know what kind of treasure that hat of yours is, it can help the user resist the corruption of the curse."

"I can't help it either, but Skadar was a dark wizard after all. I don't want him to break free from the Imperius Curse one day, and then burn you down with a fire." Canaan shrugged.

"It is indeed a problem." Hoffman nodded thoughtfully, "I have an evil magic that allows you to control his soul, but I don't know if you are willing to use it."

"What kind of magic?" Canaan asked with interest. He is not a pedantic person, as long as this kind of black magic does not have that kind of evil ritual, he has no psychological burden.

"Soul Cleansing Curse! This kind of magic requires the caster to have super high Legilimency skills and be able to use the memory erasing spell proficiently. Oh, and a weak-willed caster is also needed." Hoffman said slowly .

"Are you sure there is such magic, why have I never heard of it?" Canaan frowned and asked.

This magic seems tailor-made for him.

"Of course, this is a secret of our Hoffman family!" Hoffman raised his chin proudly.

 …

After listening to the spellcasting techniques explained by Hoffman, it took Canaan more than half a day to cleanse Skadar's soul.

At the same time, he also knew why he had never heard of this black magic called Soul Cleansing Curse, because it was created by Hoffman himself out of boredom.

According to Hoffman, he wanted to create a black magic comparable to the Imperius Curse, but the result was not so satisfactory, and the casting time of the Soul Cleansing Curse was a bit cumbersome.

From Canaan's point of view, the entire process of casting a spell is almost a revision of the memory of the caster's life, without any skill at all.

"Master, what's wrong with me?" Skada regained consciousness, looked at Canaan and asked in confusion.

"It's none of your business, go and see the plants in the greenhouse."

"Okay, master!"

"The effect looks good." Hoffman looked at Skater who was still leaving respectfully, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Are you sure his memory won't relapse?" Canaan asked.

"Don't worry, the essence of my Soul Cleansing Curse is to lock his memory, even a memory modification master can't change his memory anymore." Hoffman said to himself.

"That's not bad, I didn't waste my weekend time, then I'll leave it to you." Canaan nodded and drew out the door of space.

"Are you leaving now?" Hoffman looked reluctant.

"I'll see you again when I have time, and I have to rush back to Hogwarts for dinner." Canaan waved his hand while hugging Pikachu.

On the second day of the weekend, Canaan came to the headquarters of the Alchemy Foundation in Diagon Alley early.

"What are you discussing? It's so intense." Canaan walked into the door of the conference room and looked at the arguing red-faced Guweite people.

"Master Bryan, we have newly established a research team to discuss how to resist the killing curse." Guweit explained.

"Not bad, is there any progress?" Canaan found a seat and sat down.

Azik said hurriedly: "My idea is to make a robe full of rats. Everyone knows that the Death Curse works on the soul. As long as we fill our chests with enough rats, we can block the death curse." curse attack."

After hearing this, Canaan couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, this Ards really has a lot of brains, and this method can be imagined.

"I think this idea is unrealistic. If the mysterious person releases the killing curse, I think it won't help even if you hold an elephant on your chest. You must know that the killing curse will have a lot of damage to the souls that come into close contact with it." strength." Luo Ruisi vetoed.

"My idea is to find materials that can resist the killing curse."

"Maybe we can research the counter-curse of the Killing Curse."

 …

Canaan looked at Guweit who had been silent all this time, and asked, "Guweit, what good ideas do you have?"

"I think we can start with space. If we can design a robe that can bend space based on the structure of space, I think it will be able to resist the killing curse." Guwet said slowly.

Canaan nodded. He felt that Guvitt's idea was very good. Many offensive spells in the magic world shoot in a straight line. If the attack trajectory of the spell can be bent, it will not only be effective for the killing spell, but also for many other spells. efficient.

"Give this matter to Guwitt, and he will provide you with funds. You can work together, or you can study alone. If you really research the resistance method of the killing curse, I don't think a Merlin Medal will be able to escape. " Canaan looked at the crowd and encouraged them.