After reading the last word of the diary, Tang Sen breathed a long sigh of relief.

Admittedly, it was uncomfortable to read the words, and the madness and twists recorded by the witch were no less than those of the last world who struggled with secrecy in Townsen's eyes.

Tang Sen rubbed his eyebrows, put aside the messy emotions, and began to think calmly and rationally about the information in the diary.

The first is time, as can be seen from the last diary, it is now after December 21, 1995, before Christmas, and the Oriental mentioned in this diary should be himself.

Time is of the essence, and Townsend can finally determine the timeline of the current plot, and he can also determine which Dark Lord he will replace.

It's worth celebrating, it's the one without a nose.

The Witch's Diary mentions a few words about the British wizarding world, the Boy Who Died is apparently in his fifth year at Hogwarts this year, and the current Dark Lord Lord Voldemort has regained most of his strength a few months ago.

"The timeline isn't in my favor, if I come to this world before Voldemort recovers his strength, there will be a lot more room to maneuver, but fortunately, I have three years."

Little by little, Townsend thought about the prototype of the procurement plan.

"My goal is not to defeat Voldemort, what I need is the status of the Dark Lord, defeating Voldemort will not make me the Dark Lord, it will only make me a savior."

"And to become a Dark Lord, you need to have at least your own followers, you need to have a convincing program, and most importantly, this program is not accepted by the mainstream wizarding world."

"And, of course, the fear, the fear of the common wizards."

Townsend frowned.

If you think about it, becoming a villain is not an easy thing either.

Especially for himself, it is obvious that he currently lacks the strength to be able to deter the wizarding world, and Smaug is indeed shocking if he appears in front of wizards, but the mere fact that he can control the dragon is obviously not enough to gain the reputation of the Dark Lord.

Townsend casually picked up a record of his magical studies on the table.

"I have to say, this witch is crazy, but in a way, she delves into magic much more deeply than most wizards."

"Especially when it comes to soul magic, she can even delve into ways to suppress silence."

"According to her diary, she is even ready to withdraw from Silent Ran and start trying to manipulate this uncontrolled dark force."

"If I come late, maybe Smaug is not her opponent, this possibility should not be very likely, there is no role for her in the original book, according to her hatred of the British wizarding world, if she succeeds, Voldemort may not be the most terrible dark wizard."

After reading the diary, Townsend could fully imagine how powerful the silent man who had planned for ten years was, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the destruction of London would be destroyed.

"It's a good thing she's not particularly good at fighting, and her attention is drawn to Smaug, and I succeeded in sneaking up."

Townsend sorted through the various materials on the table: "The legacy of these witches is valuable, maybe I can study it and continue her plan." ”

Townsend didn't have any idea of saving the little girl, and he preferred to get the real power of silence than the sense of accomplishment he gained from saving a pitiful but uncontrollable little girl.

"However, I can't read this material right now, at least I need to get to know the basics of magic first. No, I'm afraid I'll have to get the magic first. ”

Normally, it would be impossible for ordinary people to obtain wizard blood, but Townsend felt that he could give it a try, his shepherd's trait could absorb the extraordinary characteristics of flesh and blood, and there were many magical beasts in this world.

The magical bloodline contained in those magical beasts is obviously also an extraordinary trait.

"Fortunately, it can be known from the diary that the silent one will be suppressed for two years."

Townsend walked over to the windowsill and saw Smaug prostrate over the tower, his voice echoing above the island.

When the thieves entered the halls of Erebo, the great lord of the mountain had woken up, and he flew out of the sea of gold, and the shameful thieves were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground."

Townsen: "."

The story doesn't seem to be this version.

However, he didn't bother to bother with the Smaug, which had already been made up, anyway, the language it spoke could be understood by no one in the world except himself.

"Anyway, it's time to make a preliminary plan."

"The first step is that I need to obtain the magic bloodline and learn the knowledge of magic, which is very important, after all, knowledge can be taken out of this world, which is equivalent to prostitution."

"In the second step, I need to study and refine the materials left by the witch to try to gain the power of Silence."

"It definitely needs the help of others, and I'm not so confident that my talent will be able to perfect such advanced knowledge in two years. It would be nice to be able to understand it. ”

"It just so happens that I have to assemble my own team, recruit some followers, and find some collaborators."

"The third step is to announce my existence to the entire wizarding world."

As for the opportunity to receive a selection reward after completing the procurement task, Townsend decided to consider it after trying it out.

If you can strip away and control the power of Silence, then the reward will be Silence without suspense.

If not, there are many things that can be used in this magical world, and there are not a few things worth taking away.

"There's not much point in staying on this isolated island, but the tower can be preserved, and the witch has cast a lot of spells in the tower that are conducive to controlling the silence, and I can't understand or use it at the moment."

Townsend climbed out of the window and did not return to the fourth floor, but went directly to the ground through the flame jump, next to the witch's corpse.

Looking at the corpse, which had turned pale, Townsend pursed his lips.

"For those who have been tormented by you, your death is too easy."

"Death is death, though, and for me, the way doesn't matter."

Townsend bent down and picked up the wand.

The wand was smooth, about twelve inches long, and Townsend couldn't tell what kind of wood it was.

Putting the wand in his pocket, Townsend did not immediately rummage through the items that the witch was carrying, but took out the gold coins and divined them to make sure that the other party did not hide some items or spells that would cause harm to him.

A money bag containing a dozen or so gold galleons, as well as some silver sico.

A few bottles of potions, the name of which was not marked on them, and Tang Sen naturally couldn't recognize them.

Some small props that he couldn't understand the purpose of, Townsend used his wand to the side, and did not touch them casually.

Finally, there's a map.

To be precise, it is a nautical chart, covering most of Europe, and in the upper left corner of the map, there is a flashing red dot.

"Now, I finally know where I am."

"Perhaps, I will still have time to experience Christmas in England."

Monthly pass 1599/100, alliance leader 1, plus 10/30.

There is still 400 short of 2,000 monthly passes, and at the end of the month, I asked for a monthly pass.

(End of chapter)