Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

"Wait."

Before Malfoy could raise his wand, Sebastian interrupted.

"With your Occlumency skills at the beginner level, you can only see what's currently on the other person's mind."

"To make the game more interesting," Sebastian said with a grin, in a tone that suggested he was eager to stir things up, "you can ask the other person a question before using Legilimency."

"Remember what I said? The prerequisite for Occlumency is to empty the brain, not to recall or think.

If you can't do that, when you hear the question, the relevant answer will automatically appear in your mind."

"That way, the attacker can see more interesting content."

Can you play like that?!

Malfoy and Harry widened their eyes in surprise at the same time, their gazes falling on Sebastian, looking like they had learned something new.

Professor Swan is really wicked.

But I like it!

Playing games should be exciting.

Malfoy raised an eyebrow, quickly thinking about what question to ask.

Then, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly as he said to Harry.

"Potter, don't say I'm not giving you a chance.

I won't make it too difficult for you with the first question."

Then he looked directly into Harry's eyes and raised his wand at him.

"Potter, why do you want to learn Occlumency?

Ready... Legilimens!"

Malfoy attacked suddenly, and before Harry could prepare to resist, that nightmare flashed through his mind again like a movie.

Professor Swan's analysis, the Muggle old man, Wormtail, an infant who looked neither human nor ghost, and finally the green light that filled the entire field of vision.

"Merlin!" Malfoy cried out, falling directly to the ground.

Harry came back to his senses and saw that Malfoy's face was pale, his chest heaving violently, looking terrified.

What's going on? I haven't resisted yet, and you've already fallen?

Looking at Malfoy, who no longer had his usual arrogance and whose face was filled with undisguised fear, Sebastian shook his head helplessly.

You tell me, why ask this kind of question when there are so many interesting questions to ask.

Now it's good, you've seen the Dark Lord.

Moreover, this is just the beginning.

If you saw that the first-year and the trio's adventure was actually to stop the Dark Lord, I don't know how scared you would be.

This kid's psychological quality is not good.

In this regard, you should learn more from Harry.

You can't lose your composure from just one memory.

After all, you will definitely face the Dark Lord in the future.

But it doesn't matter.

Harry doesn't have much else in his mind, but there are plenty of memories related to the Dark Lord.

If this game continues, seeing the Dark Lord's appearance a few more times will naturally complete the initial desensitization treatment.

Malfoy's heart was turbulent, and he had a lot of things he wanted to complain about.

Motherfucker!

That ugly baby is the Dark Lord?!

He's actually still alive!

This is really an unexpected disaster!

Who would have thought that a simple question could reveal the Dark Lord's current appearance.

Moreover, more importantly, Potter has such a peculiar connection with the Dark Lord.

No wonder he wants to learn Occlumency.

What about myself?

Who is Professor Swan preparing me to defend against by teaching me Occlumency?

It can't be to defend against the Dark Lord, too, right...

Right, does Dad know about the Dark Lord's conspiracy to resurrect?

Forget it, regardless of whether he knows or not, I should call him and subtly remind him.

For a time, shock, fear, worry, all kinds of emotions came over him, making it difficult for Malfoy to breathe.

After a long time, he calmed his rapid heartbeat and scrambled up from the ground.

"Sorry, I was a little out of control just now," Malfoy's voice was a little embarrassed, "Potter, it's your turn to attack."

"Are you okay?" Harry asked with concern, "Do you want to rest for a while?"

"I'm fine, come on," Malfoy insisted, "I'm Malfoy, this young master is fearless!"

"Okay." Harry raised his wand, preparing to ask a more cheerful question to ease the atmosphere.

"Who is your crush? 3, 2, 1... Legilimens!"

A blank space...

What's going on?

Did my spell fail?

It shouldn't be.

Harry frowned and stared at Malfoy suspiciously: "Did you defend successfully? So fast?"

"Hmph," Malfoy regained his smug look, "Potter, your question is too idiotic."

"This young master doesn't have a crush, so the answer is blank, of course."

No crush...

I wasted a question opportunity for nothing.

A huge loss!

Harry felt as if he had lost hundreds of Galleons, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Potter," Malfoy said earnestly, "women will only affect the speed of our spells.

You should learn more from me."

Hearing this, Harry hadn't reacted yet, but Sebastian couldn't help it.

Good kid, your family has been single-handedly passed down for generations.

If your dad heard this, he would definitely use the 'Analects' to correct your thinking.

A mistake, I knew I should have used a magical camera to film the whole thing.

That way, when Malfoy gets married, I can extract this clip and give it to him as a wedding gift, so that he and his wife can appreciate Malfoy's bold words when he was young.

"Potter, it's my turn again, get ready."

"Who is your crush? Legilimens!"

Malfoy looked like he had succeeded in his plan.

Hehe, Potter, your question is childish, but it is indeed very interesting.

Let this young master see, who is your favorite person?

Is it Granger?

In an instant, Cho Chang's image filled Harry's mind.

Cho Chang buying things on the Hogwarts Express, Cho Chang smiling back on the Thestral carriage, Cho Chang chewing slowly at the opening banquet, Cho Chang laughing and playing with friends at the club recruitment fair, and so on.

No! Harry shouted in his mind, you can't see this, you can't see it!

This is too private...

Subconsciously, he raised his wand to fight back.

It's just that as soon as his hand moved, the wand flew out of his hand.

Harry suddenly woke up, watching helplessly as his wand spun and fell into Sebastian's hand.

"Harry," Sebastian reached out and pointed to his head, "you have to use your brain to resist the spell, not your wand."

Harry's face turned red, and before he could speak, he heard Malfoy shout loudly.

"Good for you, Potter, I kindly helped you practice Occlumency, but you actually wanted to attack me."

"I..." Harry was speechless.

"You what?! Don't quibble, the professor is watching."

Malfoy curled his lips and looked at the other person with a look of disgust.

"Potter, you guy looks like you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, like an honest person, I didn't expect you to actually like someone else's girlfriend."

"Tsk tsk tsk... what a unique hobby."

A bolt from the blue!

The meaning in the other person's words was too much, and Harry was instantly stunned.

He widened his eyes and stammered.

"Malfoy, make it clear, what do you mean by someone else's girlfriend?"