Within a few days, Professor Quirrell had become the least popular of the professors. In this respect, he is also very capable.

Norin knew what was under his turban, but he didn't have the idea of fighting Voldemort.

Although his current strength should not be a problem against an extremely weak Voldemort, but the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, and if it is not completely solved, future troubles will follow.

Besides, with Dumbledore's old bee watching in the Headmaster's office, Norlin didn't want to sabotage his plans.

On an afternoon without classes, Norlin sat in a soft chair in Professor Babling's office.

"You're doing a great job."

Professor Barblin glanced at him with a satisfied smile as the two pieces of parchment on the table flew lightly towards him.

Norlin took it and looked at it, and there was a prominent title on it: "On the Combination of Ancient Magic and Modern Magic".

During the summer, Norlin was interested in the subject. As soon as school started, he came to Professor Barblin to see if she had completed her thesis.

Unexpectedly, not only did I finish writing, but I also won a medal.

Norlin keenly observed that on the wall behind Professor Babling hung a Sir Merlin Order of the Third Class, which had not been there the last time he came.

"Congratulations, Professor." Norlin said with a smile.

"A small achievement, and you have a lot of credit for it."

Professor Barburing leaned slightly, leaning back in his chair, looking in a good mood, "Those documents are well organized. ”

Norlin didn't say much, looking down at the paper.

With the book "Analysis of Ancient Magic Texts" given to him by Professor Babling, he didn't have a hard time looking at the paper. The language of the paper was plain and concise, but after reading it, Norlin felt a heartfelt admiration for Professor Barbling.

In her dissertation, Professor Babling came up with a bold but not novel idea of applying the magical effects of ancient magic scripts to modern magic, with the effect of amplifying or even altering the power of magic.

It's a cliché, but she gives a concrete way to do it: magic resonance.

In Professor Barburing's view, the essence of ancient magic and modern magic is the same, and both have their own magical fluctuations.

The magic fluctuations of ancient magic texts are mainly reflected in the guide runes when casting spells, while the embodiment of modern magic is the spell model. She believes that there can be a connection between the two, and that is the key to the union.

It has to be said that this is a very clear path, and at least Nolin feels that he has benefited a lot.

"The Order of the Merlin, 3rd Class is not enough to show your worth."

Norin said with emotion.

"I thought they wouldn't like it, but I heard that the principal was the one who overruled the crowd."

Professor Babling said indifferently, and then looked at Norlin with bright eyes, "You're only in the second year, have you known the medals of the Order of Merlin at such a young age?" ”

"Ah......h I've seen it before. ”

Norlin reacted with great quick reflex and rambled nonsense.

"Okay, just ask if there's anything you want to ask after reading it."

Professor Barblin smiled, knowing that Norlin must not have come just to look at her paper.

"That's right, I had a few problems the other day when I was reading something like Niko......"

Norin was not polite, and told Professor Barblin about his usual doubts.

"Hmm...... To be able to ask such a question, you must have a deep understanding of the demonic reaction. In fact, many ancient magic texts have a strong demonic aversion to the present......"

Professor Babling listened carefully, and then patiently explained to Norlin.

Time flies, and if you get rid of the small flaw of dizziness from listening to too much dry goods, Norlin thinks it's the perfect decision to come to Professor Barbling.

When Norlin arrives in the auditorium, ready to treat himself to a delicious meal, he sees Harry and Ron at the Gryffindor long table, with disgruntled expressions.

"He's definitely targeting me! From the first class to now, more than ten or twenty points have been deducted from me! ”

Harry slammed his fork into a steak as if the steak in front of him was his enemy.

"He's been too kind to the people in Slytherin, especially the second-year Elena senpai......"

Well?

Norin, who didn't want to disturb them, suddenly moved in his heart, walked over and asked:

"What's going on?"

Harry looked up at Norlin and complained:

"Snape. He seems to have some kind of enmity with me, and every time he looks at me, he looks weird and deducts points from me. ”

Norin knew the little thing between Snape and Harry, and he wouldn't be stupid enough to tell Harry the truth, so he casually said:

"Snape's targeting of Gryffindor should be recognized for protecting his own house, right?"

"But that's too much, isn't it?" Ron muttered, "I heard that when he gave a class to the second grade, he was especially partial to that Elena senpai, and he couldn't wait to add all the points he could to ...... her."

Norlin had a question mark on his head. When did Elena get involved with Snape? He's also in second grade, how could he not know?

But I haven't seen Elena much in the past few days...... Norlin touched his chin and thought to himself.

"Are you going to take the train back to your Muggle family after all this dinner, Potter?"

Norin was wandering when a slightly shrill voice rang out.

Harry's face became even more annoyed when he heard this, and he said impatiently:

"What, Malfoy, do you think you'll have the confidence to come here with two henchmen today?"

Draco, with pale blonde hair, stood proudly in front of Harry, flanked by two tall men, Crabbe and Goyle.

"You won a lucky game in flying lessons, do you dare to have a one-on-one competition with me this time?"

Draco's cheeks twitched, the more he thought about it the more Harry retrieved Neville's memory orb in flying lesson, the more he thought about it, and said coldly,

"Just tonight, in the prize room, there is a duel between wizards. What do you think? I'm guessing you don't know what a wizard duel is, right? ”

"Of course he does."

Ron on the side scrambled to speak, "I'm his assistant, who is your assistant?" ”

Norlin waved his knife and fork calmly, as if the matter had nothing to do with him. Draco gave him a jealous look, and was secretly relieved to hear that Harry's assistant wasn't him,

"Crabbe. See you at midnight, the doors are never locked. ”

With that, Draco turned and left.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and asked in confusion:

"What's the Wizard Duel all about? And what about the assistant? ”

"Oh, if you die, the assistant will follow."

Ron said excitedly, watching Harry's changing face and quickly adding, "Of course, it can't be developed to that extent. You and Malfoy will only be small sparks at best—you will have too little magic. ”

As if you'll have a lot......

Harry gave Ron a strange look, only to hear a girl's voice ring out between them:

"Hey, you're not really going, are you?"