The black devil was silent for a while, as if sensing the remaining soul power in his body, and only after a moment did he reply: "Three paths! ”

"Master, after the black devil has used a necromantic invasion, the energy in his body can only support the use of this level of magic for two more times. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

After listening to the black devil's report, Fang Yan's brows couldn't help but furrow slightly. You can only use three attacks of this level, and the ability to continue fighting is a little worse. But-

"And what about an attack of this magnitude?" Fang Yan casually showed off a magic that was about the same level as a third-class wizard apprentice, and then asked the dark devil.

This time, the Dark Devil's reaction speed was much faster, and it only took a little contemplation to have the answer.

"Twenty times!" His tone was very affirmative, but he didn't realize how surprising it was that he had consumed nearly seven times more magic just by using half a level of magic.

Fang Yan nodded, but he didn't feel strange about the black devil's words in his heart, the gap between the wizard apprentice and the official wizard was already very large, and the necromantic attack of the black devil just now was only close to reaching the attack strength of the first-level wizard level, and the consumption was naturally much greater than the magic of the third-class wizard apprentice level.

However, the strength of the black devil in this normal state is only at the level of a third-class wizard apprentice, and it is still a little weak for the dialect.

It seems that only after the dark devil grows up again can he really become a hole card in his own battle. The dialect thought silently.

As for now? Fang Yan glanced at the black devil standing quietly beside him with a deferential and calm face, and suddenly felt that it was actually not bad to train him to be a butler.

……

The next morning, when the latest Daily Prophet came out, the entire wizarding world almost exploded. The reason was none other than the theft of Gringotts yesterday evening, which was on the front page of the Daily Prophet.

As the only bank in the wizarding world, Gringotts is naturally important to wizards. Almost all wizarding families, including pure-blood nobles, have a lot of wealth stored in Gringotts.

For millennia, Gringotts has been known to be the safest place in the wizarding world. Even Hogwarts' reputation for security was barely on par with Gringotts after Dumbledore became Headmaster and defeated the first Dark Lord.

However, in the past two years, Gringotts has had frequent thefts, causing its reputation to drop again and again.

Last year was okay, I heard that the thieves returned empty-handed after breaking into the vault because the contents of the vault had been taken as early as the day before. (Because of the truncation of the dialect, Dumbledore always thought that the Philosopher's Stone was stolen by Voldemort, so he didn't leak it out again.) ）

But what about this time? According to a recent report by Ms. Rita Skeeter, a special correspondent for the Daily Prophet, Gringotts suffered a big loss this time, and the entire treasury of a certain family in Gringotts was stolen by thieves (dialect: Isn't there still a pile of gold coins?). Although the number is a little less...... And the elves didn't leave anyone behind.

As soon as this report came out, it directly set off a crisis of confidence in Gringotts in the wizarding world. A large number of wizards with deposits in Gringotts began to frantically flock to Gringotts to demand their deposits.

On the other hand, the pure-blood families who have stored a lot of wealth in the Gringotts vault, when the ordinary wizards of the wizarding world ask for money from Gringotts, they are as stable as Tarzan, and basically no one joins in the fun.

Of course, this attitude of the pure-blood families does not mean that they do not care about this matter, in fact, they have been given the details of the whole incident as early as the first time of the Gringotts vault theft.

So they had known for a long time that the Gringotts theft was nothing more than an accident. If it weren't for a special situation like the Lestrange family, it would never be so easy to get into the vault of any family.

Even some well-informed people have found out, and the main problem in this matter is still with the Ministry of Magic. If it weren't for the fact that the Ministry of Magic hadn't kept the keys to the Lestrange family's vault, a thief might not have been able to get in front of the vault door.

Gringotts naturally has to bear some responsibility in this matter, but the major families who know how deep the goblin clan is, they don't dare to really persecute Gringotts too much, but in a tactful tone, they mentioned this matter a little in the letter sent to Gringotts' top management.

But even if these big families didn't get involved in it, just those ordinary wizards made Gringotts suffer a lot of losses. Those lost customers are only a part, and what really hurts Gringotts' top management is the credibility that Gringotts has accumulated little by little over the millennium.

It's hard to build credibility, but it's only a split second to destroy. If it weren't for the fact that Gringotts was the only bank in the wizarding world, wizards had long been accustomed to depositing money here, and their losses would have been even worse.

But this result did not give the goblins some comfort in their hearts, but only hated the daring thief even more.

The aftermath of the Gringotts theft was so widespread that even the dialects of the parties could not be guessed. So when he saw the headline on the front page of the Daily Prophet, Gringotts announced a reward of up to 100,000 gold galleons, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Let those goblins who love money like their lives come up with such a large sum of money to reward themselves...... It seems that he really the goblins this time! ”

Fang Yan put down the newspaper in his hand, and a hint of happiness flashed in his eyes, "Fortunately, prophetic magic is not developed in this world, and there is no tracking magic that can specifically lock a person's information!" ”

"And those who really have the ability to prophesy, but most of them rely on the talent of bloodline, and the things that are predicted are not under their control...... For example, Professor Sybil Trelawney, who made the Messianic prophecy! ”

Retracting his scattered thoughts, Fang Yan shook his head, and did not intend to care about this matter anymore. He did a clean job, and he didn't leave his own breath in action, and as long as he didn't sell the things from the Lestrange family's vault in the open, no one would be able to find out about him.

After all, Fang Yan's current identity is still a teenager who is less than fourteen years old. Even if his reputation as a "genius" had already spread, no one would believe that he had the strength to break into Gringotts and escape with his whole body.

……

In the days that followed, Fang Yan rarely relaxed himself, and no longer drilled into the laboratory every day as before.

But he wasn't idle, Fang Yan had an idea before, that is, to train the black devil to be his steward, and he really did it now.

However, due to the current race and identity of the Black Devil, he is not suitable for some work such as external affairs and receiving guests. In particular, his appearance is very similar to Voldemort's - ordinary wizards may not know, but the contemporaries of Voldemort in the major families still remember the current appearance of the Dark Devil and are impressed.

Then, the black devil can only be cultivated in the direction of the housekeeper.

When I think of the scene of a ghost butler by my side all the time, serving him wholeheartedly, Fang Yan feels very excited.

However, the magical knowledge in the black devil's memory could not be wasted, and Fang Yan felt that he could also try to let him serve as his assistant for witchcraft experiments.

……

As it turned out, this choice of dialect was correct.

Perhaps a gift inherited from those soul fragments of Voldemort, the Dark Devil's ability to learn and understand transcendent knowledge is excellent, not even worse than the dialect with the guidance of the "Inheritance Witch Crystal".

Sometimes Fang Yan couldn't help but feel a pity, if the black devil wasn't a ghost, he really wanted to see what the black devil would be like if he walked into the wizard's way.

But the Dark Devil himself didn't really care. For him, conscientiously fulfilling every command of his master (in tongues) is the most important thing in life. As for the study of transcendent knowledge, it is just to be able to make yourself a better experimental assistant to the master.

After a few weeks, everything was getting back on track.

Now the Dark Devil doesn't have to teach in tongues, he can already read wizard books to learn by himself. However, because the black devil positioned himself as an experimental assistant for dialects, he deliberately favored auxiliary subjects such as biological anatomy and the identification of potion materials when learning wizarding knowledge.

Judging from his current learning situation, the results are quite good, and it is estimated that it will not be long before he can become a qualified assistant to help Fang Yan conduct various witchcraft and magic experiments.

As for Fang Yan, he had already entered the underground secret room again and began to prepare for the promotion ceremony of the second-level wizard.

……

Every promotion of a wizard is almost equivalent to a leap in his own life level. Therefore, the higher the level of the wizard, the more difficult it is to advance.

Although Fang Yan had made a lot of preparations before and polished his foundation very deeply, he was still not very sure whether he could successfully condense the witch soul and promote him to a second-level wizard.

All the dialect can do is to prepare everything with its best efforts, and the rest is left to the fate of heaven.

Deep underneath the manor, in a small secret room, Fang Yan sat quietly in a witchcraft circle that seemed to be round and not round, and seemed to be square and not square.

After spending more than an hour adjusting his body and mind to the best state, Fang Yan opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and then decisively activated the witchcraft circle under him.

The mysterious and complex witchcraft circle began to gradually emit a dark red light under the activation of the dialect, and a strong aura of vitality suddenly gathered from all directions to the center of the witchcraft array, that is, the body of the dialect.

Fang Yan himself was not idle, and immediately after activating the witchcraft circle, he took out a thumb-sized potion bottle from the medicine pouch around his waist.

Scratched the cap with a fingernail,

Grunt, Fang Yan tilted his head and poured all the liquid in the potion bottle directly.

"Shhhh

Fang Yan suddenly couldn't help but gasp, and the expression on his face was even more wrinkled.

The liquid in this potion bottle seemed to be mild and cool, but I didn't expect it to be as hot as a high-concentration spirit.

In just an instant, Fang Yan felt that his throat was sore.

But the potion works really well!

As the effect of the medicine was exerted, hot flames began to burn on various parts of the dialect's body. But strangely, this flame not only did not cause damage to the dialect's body, but also made it more vital after burning.

Coupled with the life force gathered by the witchcraft circle under him, Fang Yan suddenly felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, his whole body was relaxed, and his energy became very energetic for a while.

Fang Yan was glad that he was able to collect the materials for dissolving gunpowder in the Harry Potter world. As one of the essential potions for wizards to be promoted to the second level, some of the ingredients in the formula of the gun-dissolving potion are not very common in the wizarding world, but I didn't expect to be found in the Harry Potter world.

Although it is not that without the gun-dissolving potion, the dialect cannot be promoted to the second-level wizard at all, but with the gun-dissolving potion, the dialect is three more certain.

Determined, the dialect forced itself to wake up from that comfortable feeling. The next stage is the most critical, and it can be said that whether he can successfully be promoted to a second-level wizard depends on his next performance.

For the first time, Fang Yan began to mobilize all the spiritual power in his spiritual sea, and even the point that he used to keep as hole cards and would not use it was completely mobilized under his mental control at this moment.

"Whew~~"

A faint wind pressure appeared around his body at the same time as the mental power fluctuated in Fang Yan's mind. The violently converging spiritual power has even faintly affected the external material world.

"It's not enough!"

This is the result of the dialect after draining all the spiritual power in the spiritual sea.

The expression on his face did not change in the slightest, because this was expected...... Fang Yan's mind turned, and he began to extract the little spiritual power contained in his body cells.

Storing spiritual power in the cells of the body is something that only a wizard who practices the path of bloodline can do. Although Fang Yan is not a wizard specializing in bloodline, the power of the bloodline of the crow on his body can barely do this.

There is not much spiritual power contained in the cells of the body, and the entire extraction is only less than one percent of the spiritual sea, but it is just a little more, but it is just like the last straw that crushes the camel.

"Buzz!"

A large amount of gathered spiritual energy turned into a ball of light emitting a brilliant silver light under the compression of the dialect, quietly suspended in the sea of consciousness of the dialect.

At this moment, the soul of the tongue suddenly moved!

In a burst of distorted changes, the soul of the dialect suddenly turned into the form of a crow, and then opened its mouth and swallowed the spiritual power light cluster in one gulp.