Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"Okay, it's almost time, let's go back." Voldemort stood up and prepared to leave.

"Oh oh oh, okay, okay." Blilim nodded and began to hurriedly pack up his textbooks, notes and a lot of wizard cards scattered on the library table.

He followed Voldemort to the door, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Oh, by the way, Blelim." Voldemort suddenly asked.

"What's wrong? Brendan." Brylim turned around.

"Do you know what dark magic is?" Voldemort asked calmly.

"Dark magic?" Brilim replied with some doubts, "You know? Didn't Mr. Tiera teach it to us in class? Mr. Snape also told us that it was

A special form of magic that is very powerful and therefore dangerous. It is a type of magic that we must not touch now."

"Yes, but this definition cannot fully summarize the essence of black magic." Voldemort looked at Blelim with a smile, with a dangerous and cunning light in his eyes, "The essence of black magic is power, and power is always

Someone wants to take control, and justice and evil only depend on the person who holds the power."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Tiera said so too!" Brylim nodded quickly, "Mr. Tiera also warned us like this, saying that there is no good or bad power, only the one who uses it has it."

"Tiera said this?" Voldemort asked, a little stunned.

"You came relatively late. I came at the beginning of the school year. Mr. Tiera gave us a long speech at the opening ceremony," Brylim explained.

"Hahaha, Mr. Tiera sounds quite smart and interesting." Voldemort sneered and said, "But you have to know that black magic is not ordinary magic. It involves many taboos and dangers. If you can't

If mastered well, it can have devastating consequences."

"Then...what should we do?" Blilim asked nervously.

"Only through study and practice can one truly understand the nature and dangers of black magic." Voldemort said mysteriously, "Of course, you can also choose not to be exposed to it."

After hearing Voldemort's words, Blelim was hesitant. He wanted to learn about black magic, but at the same time he felt scared and uneasy. After all-

They can learn black magic starting from the fourth grade, and he is now in the second grade. In about two years, he will also start to be exposed to black magic. This makes Blelim look forward to it but also fears it.

"This is a choice, Blilim, you must make your own decision." After Voldemort said that, he turned and left the library, leaving Blilim thinking alone at the door.

"Black magic is a taboo and a power that can tempt humans. If you want to learn it, then you must remember that it can make you powerful, but it may also make you corrupt. You must be prepared to bear the consequences

Get ready." Voldemort said in a seductive voice.

"Yeah, yeah, I understand." Blelim nodded wildly and said, feeling that he had understood what Voldemort said.

"Okay, we can go back." Voldemort turned and left, with Blelim following behind him.

Walking out of the library door, Blelim was still thinking about what Voldemort said. He decided from now on to think carefully about whether he wanted to come into contact with black magic, and if he did, how he would bear the consequences, and decided to study hard from today on.

, upward every day.