Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"Really, really?" Blilim asked in surprise, "It's great, it's really great!"

"We are friends." Voldemort replied with a smile.

He thought about it secretly. Although he needed to keep a low profile and not attract any suspicious eyes, but——

In the eyes of outsiders, Blelim is his little foundation. If he rejects Blerim's request, this may arouse more suspicion.

Being inconspicuous does not mean not communicating with others, but it requires perfectly integrating into the group.

After all, what safer way to hide than hiding a tree in the forest?

Voldemort would also like to thank Tiera for this. Thank Tiera for recruiting so many students from all over the world. Thank Tiera for recruiting so many lowly Muggle students from Europe. This makes it easier for him to hide.

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"Come on, let's go to the library." Voldemort said.

The two of them picked up the books scattered on the ground and walked towards the library together.

In the days that followed, Blelim and Voldemort were almost inseparable——

Blelim needed Voldemort to help him review his lessons, and Voldemort needed a smoke bomb.

As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

Blelim had just had a curse removed by Tiera. According to normal people's thinking at this time, the instigator would definitely be eager to leave Hogwarts, but Voldemort decided to do the opposite. Just like before, he has been

Follow Blelim.

Voldemort imparted his knowledge and experience to Blelim without reservation——

Within reason for a second grader.

And Blelim——

He does have some talent, and he can master most of the knowledge points easily.

The only problem is that Blelim is easily distracted.

I always study for a while and then get attracted to other things.

Sometimes it’s the Connell County elves flying by the window, sometimes it’s the Quidditch team training on the playground, and sometimes it’s even attracted by the book opened by the classmate on the seat next to it——

Everything that wasn't study attracted Blelim.

"Concentrate! Concentrate!" Voldemort looked at Blelim's distracted look, sighed helplessly, and then stretched out his hand to knock his head.

"Blelim, you need to focus a little more." Voldemort reminded, "Only by focusing can you truly master the law."

"Yes." Blilim lowered his head in shame, and then quibbled a little unconvincingly, "I remember everything you just said."

"Oh? Really?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about what we reviewed yesterday?"

"I remember it too." Blilim said stubbornly, but his voice was somewhat weak.

"That's it." Voldemort smiled maliciously, "Then let me test you, what can you get by mixing how many grams of dried Holy Wings flower and how many grams of moth tea tree bark?"

"Ah, um, three hundred and fifty grams of dried Holy Wing Flower and" Blilim was a little confused for a moment. He knew that he had definitely reviewed this knowledge point yesterday, but why couldn't he remember it.

He tried to recall what they reviewed yesterday and tried to find the answer. However, he found that his thinking was a little confused and he could not concentrate.

"I don't know," Brarim whispered, feeling a little frustrated.