The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

"So, on the day when the trolls attacked, Mr. Weasley did something wrong to you. Then, after the dinner, he wanted to apologize, but they accidentally walked to the fourth floor together and met a three-headed dog. , try your best to escape from the three-headed dog's mouth."

"A few days later, you saw the scar on Professor Snape's leg, so you suspected that Snape wanted to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, right?" Ricardo concluded.

"And because you dealt with the three-headed dog together, you became good friends."

"Yes," Hermione nodded, "we are friends now."

Ricardo was not surprised at all.In fact, he had expected it when Miss Granger accompanied the two people on their first night outing.

Dumbledore personally escorted them that time, maybe because he wanted them to experience something common.It is even possible that the giant monster was released to create a name for the savior and to promote the unity of the three people.

When you and someone experience something together, you can't help but feel good about each other, and escaping from the nose of a three-headed dog is such an event.

"So, Professor Silva," the little witch pursed her lips and looked at Ricardo seriously, "you need to tell Principal Dumbledore this matter! Something is really wrong with Snape!"

"No," Ricardo said, "This might be just a coincidence..."

"No, it's not just that!" Hermione took two deep breaths and continued, "Do you remember that time you fainted? I can guarantee that it was Snape's fault! He wanted to kill Harry, when you were about to protect him Then Snape hit you!"

Ricardo:? ? ?

"So how did Mr. Porter get the gold medal last time?"

"This..." the little witch suddenly started to hesitate. Ricardo urged him for a long time and promised not to tell anyone, "I set a fire under Snape's robe..."

Ricardo:! ! !

"Well, you've already told me what I want to ask you," Ricardo said with a smile. "Actually, don't be so excited. You can ask your parents. Maybe they know? So, I'm just helping. Just a small favor."

"Pretty safe," Hermione pouted, "because they're both dentists."

Hemp, melon?

……

After Hermione left, Ricardo lay on the bed, feeling a little creepy.

Your friends, the people you care about, and the information you control are all given to you by the same person, and this arrangement is done unconsciously. Even the person you are talking to does not know that he is inputting that person’s thoughts to you. Information to be entered for you.

This makes you curious, you start to explore, you become fascinated, and you take that person's language as a belief.

Let them do a few more things that do not meet their requirements, causing irreversible consequences, leaving them in a state of blurred self-awareness and low rational thinking ability, and regard that person as their only salvation.

Finally, the target is blindly convinced that dying for love is the expression of true love, which ultimately leads the target to attempt suicide.

All of this is under that person's control.

——Holy shit, wait a minute, curiosity-exploration-fascination-destruction-emotional abuse, isn't this the most common five-step emotional manipulation trap used by PUAs?

Ricardo suddenly thought, was this how Grindelwald was destroyed by Dumbledore?

Of course, this is a little more conscientious than emotional manipulation, but the act of controlling everything around you is no different than controlling that person.

If it were just a simple observation by an old man, and all this was just a coincidence in the novel, then all events would be understandable; but there are too many coincidences, and the person who went to get the magic stone was just an old man who had not finished the third grade (Ricardo After investigating Tom Riddle's deeds, I naturally found out that Hagrid dropped out of school in the third grade) (equivalent to the boss sending a third-rate master to get martial arts secrets). The old man likes to spill the beans and has a good relationship with the savior. The savior has lingering fears about the three-headed dog. Nap was bitten by a three-headed dog and still wandered in front of the savior. The savior's first friend was the Weasley family, the most loyal to Dumbledore in the British Isles. His second friend was the most outstanding girl in the first grade and could only rely on Dumbledore. The Gryffindor Muggle Wizard of Breedow...

Plus Voldemort admitted that Dumbledore wanted to use him as a stepping stone to the savior...

Ricardo took a deep breath, he was a little scared.

No one wanted to work for such a boss, but he had no choice.

Inexplicably, he was a little in favor of learning dark magic.Only when you are strong enough can you protect yourself, nothing else matters.

What he didn't know was that his pupils were flashing red and bloodshot.

……

After sorting out the knowledge on black magic control over the past few days, Ricardo picked up the portable oil lamp and walked out of the office and walked in the corridor.

The corridor was dark and eerie.He lit the oil lamp and carried it past the portraits.Although the portrait is sleeping, it is still making movements little by little, which is a bit scary under the cold light.

Don't think so much, Ricardo comforted himself. Dumbledore wouldn't let me die for no reason. In other words, before Dumbledore controlled me, I had a lot of time to reverse your fate, as long as I was strong enough. , no rules can stop me, I can do whatever I like.

But before that, what about Dumbledore starting to plot against me like he did towards the savior?Or even say that the layout has actually started from now on?Is what I'm doing now part of Dumbledore's plan?

So... maybe it's time for me to learn some dark magic, right?Only strength is the axiom of the world. There is no place for the weak in the eyes of the strong. He needs to have the power to fight against everything in order to be himself in the future life.

He is now a selfish person who is willing to help students within his ability, but forget about being exhausted like in his previous life.After rebirth, you must naturally be kind to yourself. You cannot live freely and are bound by those things. Is this... worth it?Why not control the darkness and be worthy of yourself anyway?

Black magic...freedom...black magic...freedom...freedom, or depravity?

Damn it, why do I really want to learn black magic...

He suddenly stopped in front of a tall suit of armor and looked around confusedly.

It seems...lost.

Maybe it was because it was so dark that he couldn't tell where he was.He knew there was a suit of armor near the kitchen, but he must be several levels above it now.

There was a door on the left that was opened a crack, and a little light flickered inside.He walked towards the light and came to this room.

It looks like this is an abandoned classroom.Many tables and chairs were stacked against the wall, forming a large dark shadow, and there was also an upside-down wastepaper basket.

However, on the wall facing him.But there was something that didn't seem to belong here, as if someone had put it here temporarily because there was no place to put it.

It was a very imposing mirror, reaching as high as the ceiling, in an ornate gold frame, and supported by two claw-shaped feet.On the top is engraved a line:

Eris Stella Ohruait Ubi Kafruait On Vorges

He walked over and froze there.