There is a line in the movie that says that there is only one disease in this world, and that is the disease of poverty.

It couldn't be more apt to describe Wesley's family.

Although they are a pure-blood family in the wizarding world, they have given birth to so many children that life is tight every day.

If the two eldest sons, Bill, were able to get a little pocket money when they were in school with Charlie, then the family's finances began to be very difficult from Percy onwards.

When I got to George and Fred, I estimated that the pocket money was basically gone, and then it was even worse with Ron and Ginny, and even the textbooks, robes, wands, etc. had to be used by the brothers.

So whether it's Percy or the twin brothers, or the silly Ron, they all have an inexplicable desire for money in their bones.

The former, in particular, always try to make money in school, and often even risk breaking the bank to participate in various gambling games.

Unfortunately, they had so little money that it wasn't until Harry got the prize money from the Triwizard Tournament and gave it to them that they finally scraped together enough money to start a shop that specialized in all kinds of mischievous items.

But now, George and Fred received more than three hundred gold Galleons at once, and in an instant, they went from penniless to carrying a huge amount of money.

Ron, who learned the truth, was about to glow green with jealousy when he learned the news.

Watching the two older brothers display those glittering galleons in front of the table where Gryffindors gathered, he finally couldn't help but whisper to Hermione, "Damn! Why didn't you think of me with such a good thing? ”

"You?" The girl glanced at the silly boy with disgusted eyes. "You can't even turn a match into a needle, let alone shape the gold and silver soaked in potions into the various forms your customers demand. Tell me, what would you accomplish if you were an assistant? Don't you think you can get a big prize by putting your name on the list? ”

Ron was momentarily speechless, and his already depressed mood became even more depressed.

Because he suddenly realized that he seemed to be a complete piece of waste.

In terms of fame, it is not at all comparable to the famous savior Harry Potter.

The latter was even promoted to Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team in his first year for his outstanding performance in flying lessons, and was given extra care wherever he went.

In terms of intelligence and talent, Hermione, who came from a Muggle family, had already left him several streets behind, and was even able to attend Professor McGonagall's advanced Transfiguration class on weekends for senior students.

As for Zuo Si......

Well, even Ron didn't feel like he deserved to be compared to him at all.

Whether it was the "feat" of single-handedly overturning half of Slytherin House on the first day of school, or the later invention of the magic scroll technology, and the honors and bonuses won by this, it was simply beyond his reach.

Even George and Fred, who were seen as just causing trouble and being mischievous, are now earning their first pot of gold through the knowledge and spells they have learned.

Anyway, the more Ron thought about it, the more angry he became, the more depressed he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was worthless.

Eventually, as the string called reason broke, he quickly picked up his textbook and school bag, got up and left silently without saying a word, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"What you just said hit Ron." Harry reminded with a slight sigh.

But Hermione replied disappreciatively, "It's for his good." If this guy continues to mess around like this, his grades will definitely be miserable by the time he gets the final exam. If you are expelled for this, it will be the most tragic and desperate situation. ”

"Well, I hope you're right."

Hearing that he might be expelled for bad grades, Harry's inner alarm bell instantly rang out.

After all, even if Ron is expelled, he can go home and live with his biological parents and siblings, and he will not really leave the wizarding world.

But if he were to be expelled for bad grades, he would have to return to the Dursleys, where he would live with his hated uncle, aunt, and Dudley, and continue to live a miserable life of darkness.

Especially with the caustic personality of his uncle and aunt, eighty percent will continue to sneer at them.

Therefore, Harry would never allow this situation to happen to him, and secretly made up his mind that he must listen to the lectures and complete the homework assigned by the professor in the future.

In this way, after a short exchange in the early morning, the young wizards of Gryffindor got up and headed for the classroom where the morning Charms class was held.

Since almost two months had passed since the start of the school year, the first-year students were already familiar with Hogwarts, so no one had lost their way.

However, when Flitwick began to explain how to skillfully cast the levitation charm, Harry was surprised to find that Ron was not present in class.

Hermione also found out.

The two looked at each other for two or three seconds, and soon decided to talk to this silly boy at the end of class.

But what they never expected was that from the end of the Charms class to lunchtime, and even the two classes in the afternoon, Ron never showed up.

There was no one in the dormitory, no one in the Gryffindor common room, and no one was on the dining table in the hall on the first floor.

No one knew where this guy was hiding, not even the Wesley's twin brother and Percy didn't care about it, they just felt that their "little brother's" old problem had flareed up again.

Don't worry about him, it will naturally return to normal after a while.

I have to say that Ron's family "younger brother" is indeed a bit miserable.

On the one hand, there are so many brothers in the family, but there is a younger sister than himself.

So both parents and brothers take special care of their little sister.

But for his youngest son and younger brother, it is usually only teasing.

In particular, George and Fred, who were tricksters, spoofed Ron when they were idle, causing considerable trauma to their young minds.

By the time the Halloween dinner began, Ron himself was nowhere to be seen, and Harry and Hermione finally couldn't sit still a little and ran straight to Zoth, who was sitting alone in the corner forever, to explain the situation.

After the latter listened, a very strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.

He had no idea that he had changed the trajectory of Hermione's life, so that she didn't hide in the toilet and cry because she couldn't make friends, and eventually bumped into the troll that Quirrell had put in, but Ron took the initiative to fill the position.

"Soth, what should we do now?" Harry asked in a tone of uncertainty that was not very clear.

"What else can I do, let's eat first."

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders disapprerovingly, resisting the urge to clean up all the fluttering bats on the ceiling above his head with the Fireball Technique or the Death Cloud Technique.

To be honest, he didn't understand what was going on in the minds of these wizards to put such a dangerous animal into the dining hall.

Bats carry more than a thousand viruses!

Among them, there are more than a dozen that can cause death.

Although most of them are not directly transmitted to humans, the problem is that even "small ingredients" such as feces, saliva, hair, and debris can pose considerable health risks if they fall on food.

Not to mention the psychological and physical discomfort.

However, most of the students apparently didn't care about this, and even looked up with interest to admire the visuals blessed by the spells, and ate the meal cooked by the house-elves.

"But what about Ron? Wouldn't it be too pitiful for him to be hungry when he hid alone? ”

Hermione had clearly been affected by guilt and sympathy, and her whole person had become sullen.

"Don't worry, eat first. When you have eaten enough, I will take you to him. ”

While making a promise, Zuo Si suddenly drew his wand without warning, and cast a spell on several bats that kept hovering above his head.

Moment!

Dozens of bats were thrown out on the spot by an invisible huge force, slammed into the wall in the distance, and then fell from the sky one after another

You don't have to ask to know that his patience is almost at the limit.

Dumbledore apparently noticed this, and immediately smiled and said to Professor McGonagall beside him, "It seems that our geniuses are not perfect in everything. At least when it comes to hating bats, he can't control his emotions a little. ”

"But Soth's spell was great, wasn't it? He didn't even pronounce the incantation, and just waving his wand had quite an amazing effect. If it is used on a person, then eighty percent of the target will be knocked unconscious alive. Professor McGonagall commented as she swallowed the dessert in her mouth.

"I think it's possible that it's a levitation spell or a variant of the summoning spell. I don't know if you've noticed, but those bats have a very short stay in mid-air at the moment when they are pulled by a powerful force. ”

Professor Flitwick also made an analysis from a very professional point of view.

As a young man, he was once the winner of a famous dueling tournament, and he also invented many of his own original spells and magic in private.

Therefore, it was very clear how clever the silent spell Zuo Si had just cast was, even far beyond what the students could achieve.

If it weren't for the total amount of magic in his body, he would still be a little immature, and he would be fully qualified to be called a master of spells.

"Severus, what do you think?" Dumbledore set his sights on the House Master of Slytherin.

Snape picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and replied quietly, "I don't have any opinion. Soth's talent is there, and anyone can feel it clearly and intuitively. So I'm already surprised by all the things he did. I'm more worried about some of the research he's working on. ”

"Some research?" Professor McGonagall looked puzzled.

"Hmm. Not long ago, a Slytherin student reported to me that they had heard an explosion near Soth's dormitory. Although I didn't find any signs of damage when I checked it out, I always felt that it must have been repaired by a spell. Snape unhurriedly stated the information he currently had.

Although he also tried to find a few roommates for Zuo Si or something.

But none of the Slytherin Year 1 students dared to live under the same roof as him.

Not to mention the first grade, there are zero students in the upper grades who have this kind of courage.

"Explosion?! Do you think Thus is developing some incredibly powerful and destructive spells? Professor Flitwick raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"It's not that I think, it's that he's already doing it. If nothing else......"

Before Snape could finish his words, he saw Quirrell stumble in and shout in panic, "Giant...... Troll! It's a troll! It's in the basement right now! ”

The First Cause of All Worlds

As soon as the words fell, the whole person rolled his eyes and fainted.

I have to say that this guy's acting skills are quite superb.

Especially the feeling of powerlessness at the moment of fainting, it is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false.

When the students, who were enjoying a sumptuous dinner, heard the news, the whole hall was in chaos.

Some of the wizarding family students who had heard how terrifying trolls were, dropped their food and tried to run to the common rooms of their respective colleges.

In order to maintain order, Dumbledore had to stand up and raise his wand and fire several piercing fireworks explosions in one go.

After order was restored, he immediately commanded in a serious tone, "Prefect, immediately bring the students of your academy back to their dormitories." ”

"Don't panic! Come with me! Don't get separated. Especially the first-year freshmen, as long as they listen to my orders, they don't have to be afraid of any trolls. ”

Percy was the first to stand up before the other prefects could react, giving orders to the Gryffindor students in a strange tone.

Seeing his pretentious appearance, Zuo Si involuntarily chuckled and shook his head, and whispered to Harry and Hermione, who were sitting next to him, "Let's go, we should go find Ron." If nothing else, he should be staying with the trolls right now. ”

"What! How do you know? Hermione's eyes widened in shock.

"A little bit of simple divination and tracking. Okay, don't ask so much, just follow me. ”

As he spoke, Zuo Si got up from his chair and quickly cast the Illusion Spell while the prefects were busy organizing the students to evacuate from the hall, disappearing out of everyone's sight with two small dots.

Due to the constant relationship between the magic ring and the Divine Sense, it is always possible to see where Hermione and Harry are.

Whenever the two of them went the wrong way because they were nervous, he would immediately reach out and correct them.

In front of all the students and professors, the group of three quickly made their way through countless stairs and corridors to the vicinity of the huge griffin-headed statue.

Suddenly!

A black figure appeared around the corner, scaring Hermione and Harry into cardiac arrest on the spot, subconsciously holding their nose and holding their breath.

Because it was none other than Snape, who often troubled Gryffindor House students and deducted points.

At this moment, his face looked much darker than usual, and his eyes flashed with a terrifying cold light.

Thankfully, Snape didn't notice anyone here, and quickly passed by and disappeared into the distance.

When he was completely away, Hermione and Harry opened their mouths to inhale the fresh air, and at the same time removed the invisibility effect of the illusion charm.

"Damn! How could he be in such a place? Aren't the professors supposed to be on the first floor? Harry asked, confused.

"Looks like I'm heading for the third floor." Hermione speculated quietly.

Just as the two little ones were about to say something, Zuo Si immediately interrupted: "Okay, what Professor Snape is going to do has nothing to do with us. Compared to this, it would be better for you to worry a little bit about trolls. ”

"Trolls? Oh my God! What does it taste like? Did someone spill in the hallway? Harry immediately covered his mouth and nose again.

Hermione, on the other hand, was so smoky by the stench that she retched against the wall, nearly throwing up all the food she had just eaten.

However, after a few seconds, their adverse reactions quickly disappeared in an instant, followed by the horror of what they saw.

I saw a behemoth slowly walking out of the end of the corridor.

It was nearly four meters tall, its skin looked dull and rock-gray, its body large and bulky, but its head was disproportionately small.

One of the arms dragged a wooden stick as thick as a small tree, and it was estimated that the person would almost be able to explain directly when he went down with a stick.

As for the pungent stench, it naturally emanated from the monster.

You don't have to ask to know that this guy is a troll, a creature that resembles a giant but has an extremely low IQ.

Bang - bang - bang -

Every time the troll in front of him took a step forward, the ground around him shuddered slightly.

Coincidentally, the shaking of the ground alarmed Ron, who was hiding in a nearby utility room, causing him to curiously push away and take a look.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you just met the troll's little eyes full of "wisdom".

Poor Ron's muscles stiffened instantly, and sweat soaked through his clothes in less than a few seconds, and ran down his forehead and cheeks.

For an eleven-year-old little wizard, a troll approaching four meters is definitely an invincible object.

But the problem is that he doesn't dare to move, for fear that if he moves, he will be directly smashed into a meatloaf or minced meat by the thick stick.

"I ...... What should we do now? ”

Hermione was visibly panicked, and even her voice trembled a little.

Although she had learned a lot of spells, she knew very well that her actual combat experience was completely zero, and in this state of high mental tension, her tongue kept knotting, and she could not accurately pronounce each spell.

Harry, on the other hand, showed his bravery, quickly pulling out a scroll he hadn't used before, and activating an obstacle charm without saying a word.

"There are many obstacles!"

A beam of energy erupted from the tip of his wand, striking the troll's massive body.

Since this scroll was made by Zuo Si himself, it still caused some hindrance and influence on it.

At the very least, the trolls' movements have become much slower, and it looks like slow motion.

"It's now! Ron! Come on! Harry shouted at the top of his voice.

When Ron heard his friend's voice, he immediately activated the survival instinct in his heart, and he took a quick step and ran wildly towards the location of the three of them, not daring to look back to see if the troll was chasing after him.

In just three or five seconds, the troll broke free from the effects of the obstacle spell with its powerful magic resistance, and immediately roared and waved its stick and began to charge.

Because of its size, it can take as many steps as an eleven-year-old boy in ten steps.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up.

Especially Ron, who was running wildly, could clearly feel that the tremor on the ground was becoming more and more intense.

Just as Harry was about to activate another Sleepy Charm, Zuoth raised his hand to stop his ruined behavior, pulled out his wand and smiled, "Don't waste your efforts, trolls can't be done with just Sleepy Charms." I'll take care of the rest. ”

The voice has not fallen!

He raised his wand and aimed it at the feet of the running troll, instantly shooting out a large cloud of greasy stains.

Due to the accuracy of the distance, the grease was just on Ron's heel and didn't affect him in the slightest.

But the troll that followed stomped on the grease and fell to the ground with a thud, making a close encounter with the hard marble floor.

Because of his astonishing weight, the moment he fell, he even smashed a crack like a spider's web on the ground.

Without a doubt, this is a part of the magic that has been transformed into a spell - the greasy spell.

Although its level is really low, and there is no threshold to learn, it can be used to deal with large creatures with a very good effect 100%.

On top of that, this spell ignores the target's magic resistance, causing the friction between the foot and the ground to be negligible once it is laid.

Just look at the way the troll is constantly struggling, falling, struggling, and falling again, and you can see how helpless it is with this little puddle of oil.

"This ...... That's it? ”

Harry opened his mouth wide and his face was full of disbelief.

He had expected Zuo Si to cast some kind of incantation that he had never seen before, but which was incredibly powerful, to knock down or kill the trolls.

But the reality is that just by splashing a clump of sticky lake oil on a magic wand, it is easy to make the seemingly invincible monster unable to rise again.

Especially the troll's furious and funny appearance, almost like a clown being toyed with in the palm of his hand.

"Done?" Zuo Si shook his head meaningfully. "No, no, no, I just limited its movement. And then there's the best part. ”

With a quick gasp, Ron finally ran over from the other end of the corridor and asked breathlessly, "Learn...... ...... in school How...... How can there be trolls? ”

"I don't know. We only found out when Professor Quirrell said that a troll had broken in. By the way, you're not hurt, are you? ”

Harry groped his friend with concern.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just tired and hungry."

Ron, who had escaped death, sat on the ground with his buttocks, as if he had collapsed.

Just as he was about to say thank you to these friends who had come to rescue him, he suddenly saw a chilling white light flickering on the tip of Zuo Si's wand.

Next Second......

For some reason, the trolls in the distance began to grow bigger and bigger, until they swelled to the point where the entire hallway was completely filled.

Rumble!

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A violent explosion swept through the corridor in an instant.

The glass, the doors of the rooms on either side, the ceiling, and the marble beneath their feet were all torn apart with a deafening bang.

Huge amounts of rubble and dust flew in the air, mixed with things like plasma, offal, and flesh.

When everything calmed down, the trolls on the ground were gone, replaced by a foul-smelling mixture of flesh and blood on the walls, ceilings, and floors of the lake.

Occasionally, broken into small segments of white, bloodstained bones can be seen scattered around.

Ron, who witnessed this scene, was dumbfounded, and sat motionless on the ground as if he was stupid.

Harry pinched his thigh hard to make sure it wasn't his hallucination.

As for Hermione......

Finally, under the double impact of sight and smell, he completely vomited out all the dinner, and he didn't dare to look at the tragic scene of the flesh and blood lake in the passage.

After a few minutes, when Harry recovered from his indescribable shock, he couldn't help but ask, "What did you just do?" ”

"Nothing, just a slightly more powerful smashing spell." Zuo Si replied lightly.

He wouldn't tell the other party that the fundamental reason why this magic could achieve such terrifying destructive power was the addition of some swelling charms.

To put it simply, the target is first subjected to a frenzied swelling from the inside to the limit of what the body can bear, and then the shattering charm detonates it.

At the moment of detonation, the swollen body will have the same effect as if a balloon was punctured by something sharp.

"It's not as powerful as a little bit stronger! I've never heard of a wizard in history who was able to blow a troll to nothing with a smashing charm. ”

Probably too emotional, Ron's voice seemed to tremble a little.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Slytherin students immediately showed fear in their eyes when they mentioned Zuo Si.

Being able to cast this kind of spell in the first year is almost certain that it will either be a second Dumbledore, or a second Voldemort or Gellert Grindelwald, or surpass these people to reach the heights of the great wizards in history.

If you have a grudge against such a person, it would be strange if you weren't worried and afraid.

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Believe me, Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick should all be able to do the same. Zuo Si explained meaningfully.

But just as he finished saying this, he suddenly heard Dumbledore's voice behind him.

"I'm sorry, I might be going to disappoint you. None of us can blow a troll like this with just one spell, not even me. ”

"Teach...... Professor! ”

Hermione, who was treated as a caught, immediately became extremely nervous, hurriedly rinsed her mouth and nose with some water with her wand, and then lowered her head like a child who had made a mistake, not daring to make eye contact with Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor.

Similar to the girl's reaction, Harry and Ron became extremely nervous.

Because they saw a fire in Snape's eyes that sparkled with anger.

In the eyes of those in the know, it is understood that he is worried about the safety of Harry Potter.

But in the eyes of the uninformed, it is a terrible nightmare.

Only Zuo Si remained calm as always, and said with a smile: "You are so humble, Headmaster. I'm sure you've cast many of the most common spells, and they're so powerful that many people won't be able to recognize them. ”

"No, Soth. The humble one is not me, but you. Dumbledore walked straight to the center of the explosion just now, carefully examined the troll's remaining regrets, and the remaining magic, and quickly showed a surprised expression. Is this a compound spell? You've fused multiple spells together to form a new spell? ”

Zuo Si responded disapprerovingly: "Sort of." As you know, I'm from a Muggle family, so I often like to look at magic from a scientific point of view, and get inspiration that most wizards overlook. ”

"The science of the Muggle world again?" Dumbledore was clearly interested.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right, it's science again." To be precise, the science of the Muggle world is essentially about discovering and finding the laws of objectively existing things through observation and research. These laws are common throughout the world, and although magic can influence, control, and even distort them to some extent, it still works most of the time. ”

"Very novel statement. Perhaps I should ask you to give your point in Muggle Studies so that students can learn more about science and apply it to magic. Also, because of your outstanding performance this time and the creation of a new spell, I've decided to reward Slytherin with thirty points. ”

As Dumbledore's words blurted out, the hourglass symbolizing the Slytherin House points immediately rose a lot.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you add it or not, you know, I don't care about any of this at all."

Zuo Si made no secret of his contempt for such a frivolous trick, even if Snape used the "Death Glare" several times against him.

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Maybe you don't care, but there are a lot of people who do. Also, it's not good for you to always mess with your classmates in your own college like this. I hope you reconcile with them and spend a few years happily together. ”

"I'm sorry, I can't. I don't feel the need to get along with those who stench of rot all over their bodies. I'm sorry, but I haven't finished my work today, so I won't be chatting with you here. Leave. ”

After saying this, Zuo Si touched his chest with one hand and bowed to all the professors present, and then turned around and left without looking back.

He was surprised by the strong performance of the professors, which surprised Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

But before the little creature could come to his senses, Snape snapped and asked, "What the hell are you guys up to?" Want to be a hero? Or is the title of savior no longer satisfying your growing vanity, Potter? And you, Miss Hermione Granger, do you think you'll be able to take on an adult troll with a few spells? ”

Professor McGonagall also helped, "Why don't you honestly follow the prefect back to the dormitory?" You're lucky not to have your head broken or eaten by a troll, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain it to your parents. ”

Seeing that the two professors were angry at the same time, Harry and Hermione did not dare to make any excuses, just like prisoners waiting for the verdict to be announced.

In the end, it was Ron who endured the fear of Snape and his house headmaster from the depths of his soul, and whispered, "Teach...... Professor, they actually came to me. I've been hiding in this level of storage since this morning, and I don't know what's going on outside. If it weren't for them and Thos, I think I would be dead by now. ”

"What? What are you doing hiding in the storage room alone? Professor McGonagall frowned subconsciously.

"Uh- because I was a little hit this morning, I wanted to find a place where no one was disturbing." Ron replied with some embarrassment.

"So it's your hidden relationship that caused Hermione and Harry to be a little worried, and they privately asked Soth to help find them, right?"

Professor McGonagall figured out the ins and outs at once, and the angry expression on her face softened a little.

After all, Gryffindor's emphasis on courage is the trait.

And disregarding danger for the sake of friends is naturally one of the highest forms of courage.

So there was even a look of approval in her eyes.

However, capital crimes can be avoided, and living crimes cannot be escaped.

In order to prevent this from happening again, Professor McGonagall tearfully deducted five points from Ron, but at the same time added ten points to Harry and Hermione.

In this way, a small riot was easily resolved under Zuo Si's intervention.

No one was injured and none of the students died.

After the three of them returned to the Gryffindor common room, and at the same time sent Quirrell, who was frightened and unpossessed, back to his office, Snape immediately asked Dumbledore in a low voice, "What's going on with this Quirrell?" He seemed to be spying on the Philosopher's Stone hidden beneath the trapdoor. And I suspect that the troll may have been secretly put in by him. ”

"You don't need to know much, just keep an eye on Quirrell and keep Harry Potter safe."

Dumbledore had no sense of explanation.

Because he is a very deep person, he always likes to hide all kinds of secrets in his mind.

Only when needed will it be taken out and shared with others.

Protect secrets, take charge of secrets, and hide behind the scenes to quietly plan everything.

This is Albus Dumbledore, who is known as the greatest wizard of our time.

Snape, who undoubtedly knew the old man who had grasped his weakness, continued to squint his eyes tentatively, "What about South? The spell he used today was almost as good as many dark arts. ”

But Dumbledore shook his head disapprenosingly: "But it's not dark magic after all, it's just a slightly more powerful smashing charm." I'll take care of the Soth matter myself, so you don't have to meddle too much. ”

"That's not as simple as a freshman star. Forget it, now that you have an idea, I'll just let it go. ”

With that, Snape ignored Dumbledore and turned and disappeared into the hallway.

Almost at the same time, in the Gryffindor common room, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were gathering to whisper about what had happened.

Ron, who had the worst academic performance, even vowed to say, "I swear with all my pocket money for the next few years that the spell Soth casts on the trolls is definitely not a crushing spell, but a terrible black magic." ”

"If it's black magic, then why didn't the professors stop it or warn him when they saw it?" Hermione questioned. "Don't forget, Headmaster Dumbledore mentioned that it was a new spell that was formed by the fusion of multiple other spells. So I think it's just the amazing effect of a few common spells coming together. ”

"Dark magic or not, I think Soth's performance is simply cool. I bet he's the best Hogwarts student ever. Professor Flitwick had said that even when that person first came to Hogwarts, he didn't have the same level of performance as South. ”

The savior, Harry Potter, seems to have become a big fan of Zuo Si, with undisguised adoration in his tone.

Hermione nodded approvingly, "I totally agree with you. In fact, I've learned a lot of spells and spell interpretation techniques from Thos. Sometimes I even have the illusion that he is more knowledgeable than the professors. ”

"Can you get him to teach us? Especially spells! Harry asked, his eyes lit up.

"I'll ask tomorrow. Don't get your hopes up though, Soth barely pays much attention to the Hogwarts students. Unless you can show extraordinary talent or intelligence. Okay, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed now, and there's still a lot of work to do tomorrow. ”

Hermione stood up and quickly ran into the girl's bathroom, intending to wash off the bad smell left over from the vomiting.

The other two sat together in high spirits, discussing the spell to kill the troll for half an hour before taking a shower and going to bed.

As the saying goes, there are thoughts in the day and dreams in the night.

In his sleep, Harry dreamed that he could easily blow up one terrible monster after another, just like Zuosi, and kill Voldemort, the enemy who killed his own parents.

On the other side, Quirrell was hiding in his office, shivering, looking through the mirror at the face of despair and fear on the back of his head, pleading bitterly, "Master! Great hosts! Please forgive me this time! I really tried my best! ”

"Shut up! Idiot! What's going on with that first-grader named South? Why did he master such a powerful spell? ”

Voldemort's tone seemed to contain a surge of rage.

"I ...... I don't know, except that he was from a Muggle family, but he was sorted into Slytherin House by the Sorting Hat, and he wiped out half of the House on the first day of school. Not only that, but he also invented a technique called the Magic Scroll, which stores spells inside. ”

In order to escape punishment, Quirrell hurriedly told all the information he knew.

After all, he had been trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone all this time, so he didn't pay much attention to what Zuo Si did.

"Soth? Muggle origins? How is this possible! ”

Voldemort spoke with a hint of surprise in his tone.

The ruthless Dark Lord had seen the bloody sight of the trolls exploding.

Although no remnants of dark magic were felt around, the destructive power of this explosive spell was far greater than that of many black magics.

Such a spell, let alone a Muggle-born wizard, is impossible for many people with the title of "Master of Spells" to be easy

Do.

But after a brief moment of surprise, Voldemort quickly came to his senses and said with a sneer, "Find a way to bring him to me." Remember! Don't be noticed by Dumbledore or Snape. ”

"Master, do you want to take him for yourself?" Quirrell probed in a tone that wasn't quite sure.

"Of course! A genius like this certainly can't be a real Muggle-born. One of his parents, grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents will inevitably be a wizard. And if I have his help, I will be able to return much sooner. ”

As he said this, there was a clear impatience in Voldemort's tone.

With only a small remnant of his soul left, he was fed up with this feeling of weakness and powerlessness.

Especially if you are still at Hogwarts, you may be discovered by Dumbledore at any time.

The thought of the professor who had seen through his essence from the very beginning made it seem as if a flame was burning in Voldemort's heart.

In addition, every time Harry Potter who caused him to lose everything appears, the whole person will instantly fall into an irrepressible madness and rage.

There is no doubt that these negative emotions are like a poisonous snake, frantically biting and devouring the Dark Lord's mind, mind, and reason.