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

Although there were no classes at school for these two days, almost all of the professors left a lot of homework behind, providing the only solution for the young wizard who was struggling with what to do with the weekend.

Hogwarts Castle, 5th Floor Library.

"What the hell are these things? How does Snape, the old bat, arrange this kind of homework?" said Roger, almost madly.

He was drawing white and fresh color pictures in front of the textbook, and there were some colorful colored pens scattered next to him.

"Maybe it was because you blew up half of the cauldron last time you mistook the dodder for white in Potions class, so Snape wants us to recognize the shape and properties of each herb. Canaan smacked his lips, he had just finished drawing dozens of potions coloring pictures.

"I think it's pretty good, the pictures are quite interesting. Rove sat on the sidelines and drew unhurriedly, interjecting.

"How are you going to play after your homework, do you want to go to the senior Quidditch training together, I made an appointment with George. Roger shook his sore arm and lay down in his chair in anticipation.

"Have you finished your Transfiguration homework with Professor McGonagall? How are you practicing Professor Fitz's Water Avoidance Charm? and Professor Flitwick is going to check on our mastery of the Levitation Charm next week. Alita's relentless triple strike pulled Roger directly to reality.

"Hell. Roger patted his head and sighed!

"Boys, you'd better be quiet. Mrs. Pince walked up behind the crowd at some point and reminded softly.

"We'll take note, Mrs. Pince. Canaan looked up apologetically.

Mrs. Pince nodded to him kindly, and left.

"Listen to George, Mrs. Pince is the tigress of the library, doesn't she look like it?" said Roger, holding out his head and whispering.

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

At this moment, an angry roar suddenly came from in front of the bookshelf in the distance, which immediately attracted Canaan's attention.

"George, how many times have I told you that you can't make a draft on a library book, you!, and your brother, get out of here!" the voice was like the roar of an angry tigress.

"Hey, Mrs. Pince, I'm George. This time it was all done by my brother Fred alone, and it had nothing to do with me. George said hurriedly.

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

"Shut up, you all get me out of here. I should have written a letter to your mother and told her how bad her children were. ”

"Madame, our pocket money is running out lately, and you'd better ask her to send us another mailing. George quickly packed up his books, dropped the sentence with a grin, and ran out of the library with Fred.

At the door, the two brothers grimaced at Mrs. Pince.

Canaan seemed to see the angry veins in Mrs. Pince's head.

These two brothers are really talented!

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

"Me too, my mother wouldn't be so fierce. Rove said with an honest face.

......

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

"Canaan, haven't you been here for a long time?" Hoffman in the portrait said with some surprise when he saw Canaan coming out of the sparks, put down the newspaper in his hand.

"You know, I've already enrolled at Hogwarts, so I can only make it here, where is Skada?" asked Canaan, glancing at the neat hall.

"Do you want to give him a Revenant Curse again? I don't know what kind of treasure your hat is, and it can help the user resist the corrosive effects of the curse. ”

"I can't help it, but Skarda was a dark wizard before, and I don't want the day when he suddenly breaks free from the Imperius Curse and burns you out with a fire. Canaan shrugged.

"That's a problem. Hoffman nodded thoughtfully, "I have an evil magic that allows you to control his soul, but I don't know if you want to use it." ”

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

"Soul Cleansing Charm! This spell requires the caster to have a high degree of receptive skill and proficiency in the use of amnestics. Oh, and a weak-willed caster is needed. Hoffman said slowly.

"Are you sure there's this kind of magic, I've never heard of it. Canaan asked, frowning.

This magic seems to have been tailor-made for him.

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

......

After listening to Hoffman's explanation of the spell-casting technique, it took Canaan more than half a day to complete the soul cleansing of Skada.

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

According to Hoffman, he wanted to create a dark magic comparable to the Imperius Curse, but the results were not so satisfying, and the casting time of the Imperius Charm was a bit more cumbersome.

In Canaan's view, the entire spell-casting process is almost a revision of the caster's lifelong memory, and there is no skill at all.

"Master, what's wrong with me?" Skarda regained consciousness, looking at Canaan in confusion.

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

"Yes, master!"

"It looks pretty good. Hoffman looked at Scatter, who was still respectfully leaving, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Are you sure his memories won't recur?" asked Canaan.

"Rest assured, the essence of my Soul Cleansing Charm is that it can lock his memories to death, and even the master of memory modification will not be able to change his memories anymore. Hoffman said confidently.

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

"You're leaving?" said Hoffman, with a reluctant expression.

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

On the second day of the weekend, Canaan arrived early at the headquarters of the Diagon Alley Alchemy Foundation.

"What are you discussing? Canaan walked through the door of the conference room and looked at the red-faced Quvets arguing.

"Master Blaine, we have formed a new research group to discuss how to resist the Death Curse. Guvett explained.

"Yes, is there any progress?" Canaan sat down.

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

After hearing this, Canaan couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, this Azik brain hole is really not small, this method can be imagined.

"I don't think this idea is realistic, if it is a mysterious person who releases the Death Curse, I think it will not help you even if you hold an elephant in your chest, you must know that the Death Death Curse will have a lot of lethality to the souls in close contact. Roreth vetoed.

"My idea is to find materials that can withstand the Death Curse. ”

"Maybe we can work out the counter-spell of the Death Curse. ”

......

Canaan looked at Guvet, who had been silent, and asked, "Guvet, what do you have in mind?"

"I think we can start with space. If you can design a robe that can bend the space based on the structure of space, I think you will be able to resist the Death Curse. Guvett said slowly.

Canaan nodded, he thought Guvett's idea was very good, many offensive spells in the wizarding world are shot in a straight line, if you can bend the attack trajectory of the spell, it will not only be effective against the Death Spell, but also against many other spells.

"This is up to Goodett, and he'll fund you. You can work together, or you can study it individually, and if you really work out a way to resist the Death Curse, I don't think a Merlin Medal will be able to escape. Canaan looked at the crowd and encouraged.