Hogwarts starts with stealing power

Chapter 69 Mental Pollution: Crazy Ramblings
Lin Xia took out two memory crystals from her small purse and put them together with the three on the scale.

The five memory crystals formed a resonance and floated slowly. The dust particles in the air seemed to be distorted by some unknown force.

Suddenly, the memory crystal emitted a blur of light in the air.

An unknown murmur suddenly sounded in Lin Xia's ears.

It's a bit like snake language, but it's far more vague than snake language, like some kind of language used in ancient times. Or maybe it's not a language at all, just the basic "ah, oh, eh" sounds.

Rumblings kept echoing in her ears, and Lin Xia suddenly felt a sense of irritability in her heart.

A sense of violence seemed to have accumulated in his chest, and his fingers were ready to move, wanting to conflict and vent something.

Lin Xia's body felt slightly hot, and her body had to react faster than her brain, activating the defense mechanism and spontaneously operating "Nine Heavens Xuanyang Secret Record·Melting Furnace".

The next moment, Lin Xia got rid of the state of listening to the nameless ravings, her thoughts returned to normal, and she looked at the memory crystal floating in the air with lingering fear.

so close!

If her body had no spontaneous defense and she kept listening to that voice, she might gradually lose her mind!

A word crossed Lin Xia's mind: mental pollution.

In her last life, in the apocalypse, she had to fight against pollutants every day.

Ordinary low-level pollutants only need to wear protective clothing to resist their radiation and not be troubled.

But high-level pollutants are different. Protective clothing is no longer useful. You need to use spiritual weapons or practice special skills to fight against them.

The "Nine Heavens Xuanyang Secret Record·The Furnace" passed down by her family happens to be able to resist pollution, so her family is considered a hereditary noble in the apocalypse.

When Lin Xia went out on a mission, she once encountered a high-level pollutant and was quietly infected, directly contaminating her body from the mental level.

At that time, everyone heard a burst of unknown gibbering, but because it was too weak, they thought it was a strange wind. Lin Xia thought so too.

In the end, she was the only one who survived the mission.

Under the influence of the nonsense, other members went crazy, committed suicide, or attacked others.

Only by relying on the skills passed down by her family, she was not affected by the nonsense.

Lin Xia took a deep look at the memory crystal. This level of gibbering was far more sinister than she remembered.

Can't take any chances!

Lin Xia would not take risks with her body without knowing how strong her family's skills were in resisting pollutants.

Spiritual pollution is very strange, and according to legend it is some kind of evil curse.

Once infected, it may not attack on the spot, but lurk in your body, making you a puppet at a certain moment, like a sacrificer without hesitation, leaving a tragic and heroic ending.

Subconsciously, Lin Xia launched a "complete sacrifice"!
The five memory crystals were originally made by the balance. Although they are strange objects, they are controlled by the balance.

She watched expressionlessly as the memory crystal was surrounded by the mist pouring out of the scales, then cracked and shattered inch by inch until it completely disintegrated.

Lin Xia frowned as a force came back, very weak, only comparable to her one day's practice.

However, the next second, the balance of fate shook and emitted a ray of light, forming a light curtain in the sky.

Lin Xia saw a young boy.

He was handsome and handsome, wearing a Hogwarts school uniform with the Slytherin crest on it.

Oh, still a minor.

The boy was popular and sought after everywhere he went, and it was clear that he was enjoying his time at Hogwarts.

But at the same time, the boy would often look out the window in silence and be in a daze while reading.

Until one day, he dug out a magic spell from the forbidden book section of the library that was said to be able to live forever——

"Split Soul: Nourish the Soul with a Weapon, How to Transcend the Soul Weapon"!
He successfully started practicing, discovered his talents, and learned the language of snakes. He found the secret room hidden in the bathroom, and using his identity as the "Successor of Slytherin", he released the basilisk to start a bloodline cleanup and purify the school.

Lin Xia was stunned for a moment, she knew who this person was.

He once flashed across Myrtle's messages. At that time, she just thought she was an ordinary student. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the culprit of Myrtle's death!

At that time, Lin Xia was still wondering why only one Myrtle died when the Basilisk had been able to enter and leave Hogwarts freely for so many years.

Looking back now, it turns out that the basilisk was ordered by someone.

She followed the light curtain and saw that the boy decided to stop because he was afraid that the school would be closed, and ordered the basilisk not to come out.

But in order to return to school one day and open the secret room again, he made a Horcrux, using a diary as a carrier.

"Ahhh!"

The light curtain is silent, but the characters' expressions are vivid.

Lin Xia looked at his ferocious expression, as if she could feel his pain.

After the creation of the Horcrux was completed, the light screen froze for a while, as if it was moving forward quickly, and a picture suddenly appeared.

A thin man wearing a wizard's hat stood at the front. The only exposed pale chin was covered with a layer of fine and smooth scales.

Behind him, a group of men in black knelt down towards him.

The next second, the light curtain disappeared. Lin Xia looked at the scale of fate, and there was nothing in it.

She frowned slightly, and kept recalling the last scene in her mind, always feeling that something had been forgotten.

It’s better not to think about things you’ve never thought about.

Lin Xia quickly stopped worrying. At least by making the Horcrux, she could be sure of one thing.

Voldemort was quite handsome when he was young.

Although she had grown up hearing the title "You-Know-Who" and knew through the Fate Compass that Quirrell was parasitized by Voldemort, she really didn't know what Voldemort looked like.

Lin Xia clicked his tongue lightly. The Horcrux looked like it was evil. It had ruined a handsome young man like this.

O sin.

I originally thought that after the memory crystal was sacrificed, nothing would be left behind, but I didn't expect to see a version without the entanglement of crazy nonsense from the balance of destiny.

Lin Xia incidentally discovered another ability of Destiny Balance: the ability to resist mental pollution.

But when she put away the scale of fate, she found that the scale seemed much bleaker than before.

Lin Xia's expression was a little solemn. Although Tian Ping could block the crazy murmurs, it was not without any damage. This ability could not be used more in the future.

The melodious bells sounded in the distance, and Lin Xia felt tired.

She came back at eight o'clock in the evening. She spent too much energy on the balance of fate, and it was half past nine in a blink of an eye.

There was still a secret key in the small purse waiting for her to activate, and she didn't do any training homework today. Lin Xia thought for a while and decided to give herself a holiday.

She got enough feedback from the balance of fate today, and it happened to be her sleep time.

Only by practicing with relaxation and combining work and rest can you persevere until the end.

Soon, there was a slight breathing sound in the room, as if there was a certain rhythm.

The White Fairy twitched its ears on the sofa and licked its paws. It had already initially adapted to this stronger body.

It jumped onto Lin Xia's bed, curled up next to her and slept.

(End of this chapter)