Chapter 477: ?angry

Capturing Clark alive was something that Mike had already settled on from the beginning. In his original vision, no matter who was behind Clark, he sent Clark to assassinate him. It was a step away, because in this magical world Here, Mike can know all the things in his mind as long as he can catch Clark alive, so the only thing Mike needs to worry about is that Clark will direct himself.
Fortunately, Clark is not a dead man trained by the other party. When facing death, he will still do stupid things out of fear.
Some people may think that Clark's action is unreasonable, but in fact all of this makes sense.
After all, in the face of death, it is difficult for people without professional training to resist the instinctive desire to survive in the body.
Clark is like that, he may simply want to continue to live, or he may think that Mike is too young to do things too decisively and will give him a way out.
It's a pity that Mike is not a normal young man. He never intended to let Clarke go.
Ever since, Clark became the current dementia.
It has to be said that Veritaserum and Sensation Mantra is really a very effective combination. The former can prevent the drinker from telling lies, and at the same time make his spirit become extremely trance, which in turn makes the latter more capable It is convenient to invade the brain of the drinker, and read the memory of the drinker as easily as flipping through a magazine.
If there is any defect in this combination, it is that the drinker must become an idiot, and there is no possibility of cure.
However, this is obviously not within Mike's consideration. Mike just wants to know what will appear in the other party's non-marking stretch bag.
But unfortunately, Mike never got any results.
It wasn't because Veritaserum and Dementia mantras failed, but someone had already prepared in Clark's brain.
Clark’s memory is missing. Not only is there no memory of who asked him to assassinate Mike, even this memory of his 6th to 7th grade is completely chaotic. Some people cut this memory at will and cut the original. It should be a complete memory turned into a mess.
This kind of situation is the only thing Mike has seen in his life. He even suspects that Clark must have undergone special training. Otherwise, if the memory of normal people is processed in this way, that person would have gone crazy.
Thinking about this, Mike stretched out his hand and rubbed the eagle-head mask.
The two brothers, George and Fred, who were in the same room with Mike, finally realized that Mike was wrong at this moment. The two of them looked at each other, then shut their mouths and sat aside quietly.
Mike's mood is very bad at first glance, they don't want to touch each other's mold at this time.
But Clark, who was already delirious, wouldn't want to do this. At this time, he seemed to have a keen interest in his dripping saliva and began to blow bubbles with his saliva.
"Boom Boom..."
The weird voice reverberated in the silent room, and both George and Fred smiled gleefully.
This voice is a little irritable even if it is a calm person, let alone the angry Mike.
Sure enough, Mike's hand movement stopped. He looked at Clark who was playing with his saliva blankly, and slowly stood up.
Mike's actions caught Clark's attention, and the expression on his face suddenly became frightened, with an inexplicable voice muttering in his mouth, and he looked terrified of Mike.
This is not surprising. The things Mike did to Clark in the past few hours made him remember him deeply, even if he became stupid.
But Mike was unmoved. He was about to make one last attempt. Clark's current state no longer needed Veritaserum.
So he took out his wand directly and pointed it at Clark.
"Patient mind."
"Boom!"
After a soft sound, the scene in front of Mike changed drastically, and countless white lights flickered in front of his eyes, and some inexplicable pictures were mixed in during the period.
These pictures are no exception, they are all memories of Clark's life at Hogwarts.
It can be seen that Clark should be very lively at Hogwarts.
Because now his brain has almost collapsed after suffering from Veritaserum and Panthera for a long time, and most of his memories have become blank. The flashing white light that Mike saw at the beginning is Those memories that have disappeared, and those that still remain in Clark's mind, are almost all the other's most precious memories.
Clark's brain may collapse at any time, so Mike didn't waste time, and started to flip through Clark's remaining memories.
And as he flipped through it, those precious memories were slowly turning into blanks.
It was a very cruel thing, but Mike didn't hesitate to do it, he didn't even frown.
After all, you are here to kill me first, so no matter how I kill it, it is reasonable, isn’t it?
What's more, there is no pain at all in the death of the brain collapsed, because Clark was actually dead as early as the first time the brain was invaded.
With this thought in mind, Mike continued to flip the last memory of Clark.
However, when the smile of a beautiful black-haired woman slowly turned into a meaningless white light, Mike stopped his movements.
He looked around, and there was whiteness all around him. Clark’s brain had collapsed and all the memories inside had been destroyed. Mike, he didn’t find any meaningful information in the end. Those who were hiding behind Clark dealt with it very well. clean.
With a sigh, Mike was about to withdraw Clark's brain.
But at this moment, the picture before Mike's eyes changed. The endless white light gradually faded and finally turned into darkness.
In the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes were watching Mike, their eyes full of malice.
Mike's eyes dazzled. He hasn't withdrawn from Clark's brain yet. In other words, this memory should be the deepest memory buried in Clark's brain. Mike guessed that this should be because those behind the scenes did not work well. , Resulting in residual memory fragments.
However, this memory fragment has also been severely damaged, so except for the pair of eyes that impressed Clark the most, the person in the distance, including everything around him, turned into darkness.
While Mike was guessing, a mask was thrown in front of Mike from the darkness.
It was a black eagle head mask, exactly the same as the one found in Clark's bag!
Then, a vague voice that could not distinguish between men and women came out of the darkness.
"Hello, Mike."
Mike raised the spirit of 200%, and what happened now was far beyond his expectations, which made him instinctively want to hear what the other person would say.
However, the other party did still speak after saying hello, but what was said was as vague as a bad signal.
Until the end, those eyes narrowed, looked at Mike with a mocking look and said:
"We will meet again, hehehe."
"Boom!"
A muffled sound came from Mike's head, the surrounding dark pieces shattered, and Mike himself was dragged back by a huge force...
When Mike opened his eyes again, the goal was Clark's sluggish face. Clark's brain was now completely collapsed, and he couldn't even play with saliva.
Mike slammed a fist against the wall beside Clark's face, and a loud noise rang through the room.
George and Fred were taken aback, and they bounced off their chairs to see if Mike was injured, but they stopped after just two steps, and the expressions on their faces became a little confused.
Because at this moment, Mike's face is extremely hideous, especially the blue eyes, which is shining with uncontrollable anger at this moment!
"You...what's wrong with you?"
George stammered a bit. He had never seen Mike make such a big fire. As a good friend of Mike, although he was a little confused about the current Mike, he still asked.
Mike didn't answer George the first time. He stared at Clark's sluggish face. After a while, he waved his hand and threw a ball of fire and burned the opponent to ashes.
In the light of the fire, Mike's expression became more and more ferocious. At the last moment in Clark's brain, he finally understood everything.
The so-called memory fragments are not a work error at all, but are deliberately left behind.
Stay here to provoke yourself.
Looking at the blooming flames, a grin appeared on his hideous face.
"Wait, just wait, I will find you. At that time..."
...
At night, the Hogwarts auditorium is brightly lit, and a special banquet is being held here.
Although the curfew had already passed, the auditorium was full of people at this time. A large number of students gathered here. They laughed wantonly and enjoyed the food made by the house elves working overtime. Some boys even used juice instead of wine. , Laughed and drank from time to time, bold and powerful.
No wonder they are so happy, because this banquet was originally a celebration banquet for Los Santos Security Company, and most of the people who attended the banquet were intern employees recruited by Los Santos School.
Although they didn't help in capturing the assassin before, the assassin was captured anyway, and now is the time for them to enjoy the fruits of victory.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were naturally invited as Mike's friends, and the three of them were sitting in their usual seats in the auditorium.
Harry and Ron were feasting, even eating with hands and faces. This is normal, the house elves once again sanctioned their dinner, they are now hungry.
But there was something wrong with Hermione beside them, her brows were tight and her expression tangled, looking very anxious.
It is obviously uncomfortable to have such a person sitting by the side during the meal. Harry wiped his mouth and said helplessly to Hermione:
"Hermione, what's the matter with you?"
"Yes, eat some, or you will be hungry again at night."
Ron also agreed, but his voice was a bit vague because his mouth was stuffed with roast chicken and potatoes.
Hermione gave them a blank look. Now she saw that both of them were a little angry, but finally she said:
"I'm waiting for Mike, I need to persuade him again, lest he do something wrong."
Ron and Harry glanced at each other, their faces filled with confusion.
"Mike...what could he do wrong?"
"Didn't he catch the assassin?" Hermione said hurriedly. "Then what do you think he would do to the assassin?"
Ron strenuously swallowed all the food in his mouth, and then replied casually:
"Does this still need to be thought? It must be tortured first, and then... uh... kill?"
"Yes! I think so too!" Hermione stood up excitedly, "but this is using lynching, which is wrong. He should hand the assassin to the Ministry of Magic and let the law decide!"
As soon as these words came out, Harry and Ron's expressions were a little sluggish.
And it's not just them, Hermione speaks loudly, and everyone else around has heard it, and now they look at Harry and the others with bad eyes.
"But," Ron picked up another fried chicken leg and took a bite. "Azkaban is already abandoned. Where can the Ministry of Magic keep that assassin? Will it be executed on the spot?"
"That's different!"
"What's the difference, isn't it all dead? And, since he dared to assassinate Mike, isn't it normal to be killed by Mike?"
Hermione opened her mouth wide and angrily waited for Ron. She felt that Ron's current three views really had a big problem!
Just imagine, if everyone in this society, like Mike, defies the law and resorts to lynching ~EbookFREE.me~ then the authority of the law will disappear, and once the law loses its authority, then the society will be ruined. !
Hermione stretched out her finger and pointed tremblingly at Ron. She was trembling with anger.
Harry looked at Hermione and Ron helplessly. They were always like this. They would pinch them for no reason, but before this time he would always come to mediate.
He sighed. Although he was very tired, Harry stood up and acted as peacemaker as usual.
At the same time, Slughorn was shaking the goblet in his hand, taking a sip of the red wine from time to time.
He was the only adult who could drink at this banquet and the only professor.
In fact, the reason why this banquet can be opened is entirely due to Slughornhorn.
Was he the one who convinced Dumbledore against the crowd, or else these students wanted to have a banquet late at night?
wishful thinking!
As the chief hero of this banquet and the founder of the Slug Club, Slughorn undoubtedly attracted the attention of countless people.
At this moment, he was surrounded by people, and these people surrounded him, constantly saying compliments.
But Slughorn showed some lack of interest. He knew that these people were flattering him to get more from him, but he really didn't have any interest in these mediocrities.
The reason why he would help with this banquet was entirely for Mike, but Mike did not show up for a long time.
Thinking about this, he turned his gaze to the entrance of the auditorium again, and he had done this action no less than twenty times in the past half an hour.