Teacher. ”

"Oh, it's Shakespeare, wait for me for a while, the nightingale's blood will soon be burned dry."

Shakespeare knew many of Sean's habits, especially when he was engaged in research, and never disturbed him.

Seeing that his teacher was still the same as when they first met, Shakespeare inadvertently touched his beard, thinking that when he had gray hair, his teacher would still look like this.

This is not impossible, and the longer Shakespeare, who studied under Sean, stays by Sean's side, the more he can feel Sean's unfathomable power.

Not only Sean, but even the book next to Sean, he can't see through where the bottom line of strength is.

If the teacher is willing to take action, Tom, no, the existence now called Voldemort, will definitely be suppressed, not in the wizarding world.

Thinking of this, Shakespeare unconsciously clenched his fists, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Today is the day he came to say goodbye to Sean, and he was going to stop Voldemort.

"Okay, what's the matter with me?"

Recording every piece of data, carefully observing every change in the trial, and strictly adhering to safety indicators is what a professional researcher should do.

After tidying up everything on the table, Sean turned to look at Shakespeare, who was no longer a teenager with a beard, and it seemed that he had done his best to text messages without a beard.

"Teacher, I'm here to say goodbye."

"Huh? Are you quitting your job as a teaching assistant? ”

Sean was a little flustered, he had been able to spend a lot of time doing his own research over the years instead of spending extra time with ass boys, all thanks to the capable Shakespeare. If he leaves to see the outside world, then he will have to devote himself to the ranks of early childhood education.

"It's not like that. Teacher, I want to stop Tom, who is Voldemort, I can't watch the whole British wizarding world get thrown into a mess by him. ”

Shakespeare gritted his teeth, looking like a strong man was gone.

This made Sean a little confused, although he also knew that Shakespeare had a crush on Anne Parkinson, but Sean thought that it was just a hazy longing for a boy when he was young, and after so many years, Shakespeare hadn't let go.

"How deep do you hate him?" Sean asked.

Shakespeare looked at his teacher's puzzled look and knew that he was wrong, so he told Sean in detail what Tom Mavolo Riddle had done over the years.

"Is that so? You're going to have to go, that guy isn't very easy to stop. ”

"Teacher, don't persuade me, me

Gotta stop that guy, even if it costs me my own life. ”

Shakespeare said categorically, as if he must not persuade him again.

"It's not that point, you should be more confident. Anyway, I've been studying by my side for so long, he can't kill you, as long as you stay vigilant. By the way, grab this, I think this thing will help you. Where did I go? ”

With that, Sean opened the box at his feet and rummaged through it.

Shakespeare looked at his teacher's busy appearance, and his heart was also warm.

Although his teacher is a little paranoid and unreliable in some things, I have to admit that he is a good teacher, not only has he studied deeply on the mage path of different wizards, but he has studied with Sean for many years, and the more he can feel Sean's unfathomable strength.

If his teacher can deal with Tom Mavolo Riddle, who is now Voldemort, Shakespeare believes that this big event that has swept the entire British wizarding world will definitely be solved very quickly.

But this is also Shakespeare's own thoughts, and he understands that Sean will not do anything for such a small thing.

Although he didn't know what his teacher was busy with, and he devoted himself to the study of magic all day, he could also feel that his teacher was definitely looking for something, and anything that happened in this world before he found it was just a trivial matter for his teacher.

"Okay, it's been a long time since I've taken it out and looked at it, No, take it, I think this thing should be helpful."

Sean patted the dust off his body and said to his disciple with a smile.

"What is this?"

Shakespeare took it and saw that it was a slightly wrinkled black notebook, was this the same magic book as the teacher?

Shakespeare thought that the existence of the Book of Rubick was all too familiar to him

Trying to call out to the notebook and getting no response, isn't it a talking magic book?

Flipping through the notebook, it was blank and there was no information.

Neither a talking magic book, nor a trick on it, Shakespeare wondered why Sean had to find this notebook for himself, was there any secret he hadn't discovered?

Shakespeare looked at Sean suspiciously, and he didn't see anything helpful other than feeling a slight wave of magic in his notebook.

"Oh, I forgot, it's your first time touching him."

Sean slapped his forehead, remembering that he had been getting this journal for many years, and in addition to the research that he was quite interested in at the beginning, this journal was put at the bottom of the box and eaten with ashes.

A quill stained with ink, writing in a notebook.

"Long time no see, Tom."

Sean left a simple stroke on it.

"It's you, bastard, you bastard, I'll never forget what you did to me, I'm going to kill you!!"

Sean's handwriting was missing, and a resonant phrase appeared.

"This ...... This is slander, Shakespeare, don't believe the above words. ”

Sean argued, as Shakespeare looked at him a little strangely.

"Teacher, what is this?"

"An interesting journal, isn't it. As long as you leave a message on it, this guy will reply to you, just like a child who has been at home for many years and has not received attention, and will never refuse your communication. Well, thanks to the little things I did to him, you can use it with confidence. ”

Sean waved his hand and motioned for Shakespeare to leave. The method of use has been handed over to him, well, Sean thought of something to stop Shakespeare and said, "If you want to kill Tom Mavolo Riddle, I advise you to give up." ”

"Teacher, what do you mean by that?"

He was holding the journal and preparing to go back to study whether the book could say anything, and he really wanted to ask the book's own teacher how old he was this year. By the way, Shakespeare, who had packed up his things and joined the cause of fighting Voldemort, asked.

"Well, that guy is very difficult to kill, he has split his soul into many pieces, if you don't find them all and destroy them, even if you kill him, he will come back after a while. For details, you can ask Lao Deng, he should be quite familiar with this matter. By the way, the journal in your hand is also one of his souls. ”

With the journal given by Sean, Shakespeare returned to his room and could not calm down for a long time.

Not only did I get a lot of information from my own teacher, but I was also annoyed that my teacher knew everything but didn't do anything.

Isn't it true that with great power comes great responsibility?!

Shakespeare didn't dare to ask, and he couldn't open his mouth.

Flipping through the journal, he wrote, "Who are you?" ”

"Tom, Tom Mavolo Riddle."

On this day, Tom Mavololid, who incarnated as Voldemort, fought hard for his great cause.

On this day, Sean observes everything that is happening in the world and silently waits for the script to unfold.

On this day, old Deng Chou had a white beard, and he didn't know if he would clean the portal or hesitate.

On this day, the mature Shakespeare took the sixteen-year-old Tom Mavolo Riddle on the difficult road of crusading against the middle-aged Tom Mavolo Riddle.