Just as the school will feel that it was looking at Malfoy and feeling that 'strange creatures have increased again', a slightly abrupt knock on the door broke the strange atmosphere in time.

The dots of light on the wand vanished, and Ranko stood up with some regret.

"It doesn't look like this is the time yet."

He glanced at the school will, and the school will immediately dissipated.

Although the students and professors of the school can only see a distorted air according to the contact of the contract, this thing is a little conspicuous when it appears to him, and it is better to be cautious at this stage.

For the time being, he didn't want other professors or students to suspect that he had anything to do with the will of the school.

Although the probability of this is very low...... Professor Malfoy thought quietly.

The wrath sensed that the strange sense of oppression suddenly weakened, and the black tentacles on half of its body suddenly burst out, rushing away from the enchanted gold dust and smashing it at the dark magic professor.

But its distorted and hideous face, which was like a human, half-monster, suddenly froze when the tentacles were about to touch the head.

"Mr. Alvin Peralta, let's call you that."

Professor Malfoy looked at the huge tentacles that were close at a moment's notice, and then lowered his head slightly, looking unmoved.

And in his eyes, the black has soaked through the whites of his eyes and covered the entire eyeball.

It still needs the final cleaning, this thing is as conspicuous as the school's will, so it's better not to be exposed.

So he slowly understood the former soothsayer, and said, "Although I don't understand how much you can understand, you must understand what I say next." ”

"When it comes to things that are not obedient and I am very interested in, my approach is generally to let it quietly calm down, and then slowly study it."

Whether it was a curse, a severed head, or a paralyzing potion and poison, a soul-snatcher, or simply separating each part of the thing, leaving only the most basic activity, it always depended on his mood.

Even disembodied spirits have spells in the dark arts that separate each part and keep it intact.

Of course, without exception, Ranko hated this unnecessary rebellion very much.

So he unreservedly took away the name of the new collection that he hadn't thought of.

This is undoubtedly the easiest and most efficient method.

In the pocket where the Traceless Stretch Charm had been unfolded, there was a new blank page in the large slap book, and new content appeared on the page.

'Resentful spirits. ’

'Alvin Peralta. ’

Ancient magic has always had unimaginable powers, and Professor Malfoy, who has only studied name magic to the extent of his curse, knows it well.

Stripping oneself of one's representative and symbolic names for the purpose of controlling others is a more subtle and difficult way to crack than the Imperius Curse.

The Imperius Curse can greatly reduce the effect of its control through brain occlusion and intensive training, and it may resist even if it is hit, but once the name is successfully captured, the control will be even more terrifying than the most controlling spells recorded in the textbooks.

However, this kind of magic needs to overcome many conditions to overcome in the same way as Kaihang, and wizards who learn this ancient magic are quite rare.

Wizards of great or powerful position have the ability to place various protective spells on their names in order to actively reduce the effects of the spells. Even if an ordinary wizard delves into the study of name magic, unless there are a handful of wizards who have studied it to the extreme, their magic strength will not improve much.

Of course, the creation of name magic is quite distorted and weird when it is studied to the extreme, and then linked to other magic.

So much so that the monsters whose names he had taken away wanted to escape while he was passively asleep, or to kill him and get his name back, and when he woke up, they were too quiet to have a temper at all.

After all, most of them chose between death and voluntarily handing over their names after being beaten, and their names were taken away, and their lives were in the hands of Ranko, and there really wouldn't be a monster other than a fool who couldn't think of hitting his wand.

The pure black eyes stared at the resentful Mr. for a moment, and then returned to his normal state of black and white.

The process of taking the name of the resentful soul was fairly simple, with neither the interference of Occlumency, nor the spiritual resistance, and the protective magic left on the name by the former soothsayer was even more vulnerable - it had gone mad and had no mood to resist at all.

At the same time, as the soul at the heart of this resentful soul, the name 'Alvin Peralta' has a typical symbol and representation.

It may also have an instinctive resistance mentality, but this level of resistance makes no difference between having and not having it for Malfoy, who has become accustomed to make perfect.

After shoving the resentful spirits that had been completely separated after taking their names directly into the book, and then using his wand to restore everything in the living room to its original state like a wand to make sure that nothing was out of the ordinary, Ranko opened the door.

"Wait, Miss Gustafson."

Outside the door are two people who are both unexpected and reasonable.

Professor Malfoy's gaze looked at the slightly sluggish girl who was being held by Caroline.

"Miss Stricker."

"Professor Malfoy."

Caroline nodded at the professor of dark arts rather calmly, and then said as if relieved:

"Professor Merino asked me to send Miss Stricker over."

The first class of the first grade this morning was Professor Merino's Transfiguration class. Professor Malfoy quickly recalled what he had done in the morning and nodded to the Gustafson witch.

"I remember there were no classes in the first grade today."

“…… Yes, Professor. Caroline replied politely.

"Is there any arrangement?"

"Not yet."

Caroline couldn't figure out the Dark Arts Professor's path for a while, but she received a cold order from the Transfiguration Professor at the end of class to take the kid to the North Tower to give it to Professor Malfoy.

This made Miss Gustafsson, who returned to Sita last night, still thinking in a state of confusion that "I am also a pureblood", but she was still busy responding.

She wanted to meet the professor.

But after seeing the professor, Miss Gustafsson didn't know what to say. She was still a little girl who had never experienced social beatings, and the topic was quickly distorted when she faced Professor Malfoy, who had just finished a regrettable discussion of magical research.

"So, can you trouble Miss Gustavsson for a while, and you can rest here with Miss Stricker for a while?"

Professor Malfoy asked calmly.

There is also the school will and the curse, and he doesn't want to deal with this troublesome Icelandic little girl for the time being.

It is also a good choice to dump the pot directly for the students......

Thinking of this, he glanced at Calulin thoughtfully, so that Calulin didn't know why.

Growing up in an environment where there was no father and no mother, and everyone else was blind, Caroline had never had the experience and ideas to take care of others, but she just wanted to shirk it, and then thought that she had just been helped by the professor of dark arts yesterday...... It may have been a gesture of the professor, but she was never a forgetful person.

She nodded in acceptance.

"Then I'm bothering you." He shouted to the side, "Teacups." ”

"My great master."

When the house-elf teacup appeared, its old, ugly face looked out of place, and Calulin was surprised, wondering why Professor Malfoy's side looked like it was, well, so...... The vicissitudes of house-elves.

This attitude towards the professor is obviously not the house-elf of the school.

However, Caroline did not have the same disdain in the eyes of the other wizards as she had seen the house-elf for the first time, and Miss Stricker was even more curious.

This made the eyes of the teacup, who had always been observant, roll.

"Miss Gustavsson, if there's anything you can look for, my house-elf will do his best to accommodate your requests."

What does it mean to teach your own house-elves instead of the house-elves in the North Tower?

Caroline subconsciously analyzed the dark arts professor's thoughts.

And Professor Malfoy just thinks it's convenient to call his own house-elves, after all, the house-elves in the North Tower also look startled every day, making it difficult for people to have the desire to communicate.