Ricardo was a quick learner, and in a few days he had gone through the basics of magic pattern sketching.

However, Flitwick said that he had accumulated a lot of money, and Ricardo had to honestly practice a few basic magic pattern depictions, and then show them to Flitwick for inspection.

I have to say that this kind of professor lives a really comfortable life, three classes a week, a day to prepare for classes, and then every Thursday on duty, just this workload.

And then...... The sky is high and the birds can fly! If you want to go out, you can read if you want to read, and if you want to do research, you can do research, and you have a really good life.

Compared to the life of the summer vacation or the previous life, it is simply a little better.

It's also fortunate that he only teaches fifth and seventh grades, otherwise he would really be a full-level professor, so ...... Twelve classes a week, this kind of class time, he thought that his scalp was going to explode.

It's no wonder that Snape has a sallow face every day, and his mouth is full of deductions, if he is given so many lessons, and he has to see a group of students who study and still have opinions about him, he is really sorry for his heart if he doesn't deduct seventy or eighty points for them.

Long live sharing!

Ricardo didn't stay in Flitsch's office every day, and as the dean, he had so many hours that going there often would only annoy the other party.

Every day, he practiced the magic pattern, read Nicol Lemay's enchantment notes, then practiced, and asked Flitwick a little for advice at dinner, and his life was so comfortable.

……

Late at night, on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle.

A black figure stood opposite the tapestry of the troll's battered Barnabas, walking back and forth, as if thinking about something, and muttering something in his mouth.

It's been a long time since I've been back, and the last time I entered here, it was for the sake of putting that crown, right? After all these years, he has forgotten how to enter the Room of Requirement......

Only go in when one really needs it...... That's right, that's it.

It comes and goes, but when it does, it's always arranged to meet the needs of the person seeking help. If you want to enter this room, you need to concentrate your thoughts, think about what you need, walk through there, and then the Room of Requests will appear.

"I need a house with Horcruxes, I need a house with Horcruxes, I need a house with Horcruxes......"

After a while, perhaps soon, the door of the Room of Requirement opened, and he quickly walked in, coming to what looked like a utility storage room.

He made careful preparations, and without even informing Chino, he took control of his brain while he was asleep, and came to this place to find a way to increase his strength.

That's right, he's the second Dark Lord lurking behind Chino's head, Lord Voldemort.

This time he will not be discovered by Dumbledore again, he is confident that as the second generation of the Dark Lord, Voldemort also has a certain means, and he put the crown in Hogwarts before and was not discovered, this small action, Dumbledore will definitely not know.

And even Salazar Slytherin couldn't know what was going on inside the Room of Requirement.

He licked his lips and strode into the Room of Requirement.

……

It's a room of countless treasures and garbage, from prank toys to magical alchemy vessels. But it didn't matter to Voldemort, he came here mainly to find the Horcruxes he hid here, the secret of his eternal life.

A Horcrux is an object that contains part of a person's soul. He split his soul apart, hiding a part of it in some object outside his body. In this way, even if his body is attacked or destroyed, he will not die, because there is still a part of his soul that is not damaged in the world.

This made Voldemort a bit violent, of course, he thought it was a good thing, because the use of dark magic required the caster to be emotionally extreme, and the split soul made his spell stronger.

At the same time, Horcruxes also have an unknown advantage, that is, they will enhance the magic power of the Horcrux owner, and one more Horcrux is equivalent to one more doppelganger, although it cannot cast spells, it can provide magic for himself.

In fact, four or five Horcruxes were enough to make him invincible, and it would really be uncontrollable to increase his emotions, but in order to satisfy Voldemort's inner preference, he planned to make seven.

In order to successfully craft a Horcrux, it must also be premised on the murder of other people, so that the soul can split and fit into the Horcrux. So when crafting the last Horcrux, Voldemort thought about killing the Child of Prophecy and then using it to upgrade his wand to a Horcrux.

Unfortunately, he was bounced off by his own spell and turned into this appearance that was not even as good as a geist.

But Horcruxes still accumulate mana, which is why he came to the Room of Requirement - to strengthen Chino's body.

This time it was worse than he had imagined, Dumbledore probably knew about his existence and put it aside, even a little imp could sense him. This made him feel extremely uneasy - who knows when they will start, and he must try to be stronger.

At the same time, Dumbledore mentioned at the professors' meeting that he had kept the immortality notes that Nicol Lemay had given him outside the Headmaster's office.

Why? Didn't he and Dumbledore know each other?

He didn't know, and didn't bother to know, that it was clearly a trap, but he couldn't refuse such a temptation.

Voldemort thought that with the power of the Horcruxes, he would stimulate Chino to break through, increase his strength, and then find a way to break Dumbledore apart, so that no one in the school would be his opponent.

"The Ravenclaw crown is flying."

With his spell, a crown flew quickly, bringing up a cloud of dust.

"Long time no see, Ravenclaw relic," Voldemort rubbed, wiping the dust off it, "Infuse this torso with mana, I need your strength!" ”

As soon as his words fell, the crown bloomed with green light, and a black qi slowly poured into this body.

"Lord...... Master?! Chino was awakened by the pain infused by the magic and wailed out.

"Shut up!" Voldemort rebuked mercilessly, "You idiot, I'm giving you power!" ”

"Thank you...... Thank you, Lord...... Yes! Chino writhed his soul in pain as if he had been under a curse.

"Your soul is pretty good," Voldemort quickly finished injecting, "very strong, I've given you maximum magical power, and you can now at least compete with the dwarf dean of Ravenclaw." ”

Indeed, Voldemort said in his heart, of course, in exchange for his life.

This injection of violence was obviously going to destroy Chino's bodily functions, and within two years, Chino would die in agony.

"Thank you...... Thank you, Lord...... Master. Chino bowed in thanks, and a red light flashed in his soul's eyes.

"Alright, let's go back," said Voldemort, directing Chino's body out of the Room of Requirement, "I hope you will know who is worthy of your allegiance." ”

They walked out of the eighth floor to the door of the principal's office, and proudly made an international friendly gesture.

- What Voldemort didn't know was that a gem was hanging high in the headmaster's office, and Dumbledore and Fawkes stared at the black figure inside the gem, watching all of Voldemort's movements from before entering to when he came out.

Fox also yawned, expressing his displeasure at Dumbledore's behavior of peeking at a small video in the middle of the night and waking it up.

- Apparently, the second Lord Dark Lord had forgotten that the last time he came in, the old Headmaster was not at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore watched Voldemort's magic surge more violently than before, with the momentum of the former Dark Lord, and his chin was supported in his hand, thoughtfully.

"Horcruxes? Interesting. ”