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Hogwarts Castle.

Dungeon.

On the way to the Slytherin common room.

"Marcus, why are you still in the library so late?"

Deveraux asked the Slytherin prefect walking beside him, holding the "How to Trace the Origin of a Transformed Object" in his hand.

"Haha, our fifth year is not as easy as your first year. We have to prepare for exams. O.W.L. is very difficult. For me, I want to work in medicine in the future, so I must get 6 excellent grades in N.E.W.T."

Marcus smiled and held the book with one hand.

He rubbed his hair with one hand in distress.

"And you must have excellent grades in Potions. As you know, Professor Snape is very strict. You must get excellent grades in O.W.L. to continue his class and take the subsequent exams. So you must work hard!"

Although Marcus looked a little distressed.

But his spirit was still very high.

Said.

He couldn't help but wave his fist in front of his chest.

Deveraux couldn't help but curl his lips at the sight of his actions.

I didn't expect this Slytherin prefect.

He seems to have the temperament of Gryffindor.

That's right.

The wizarding world also has the middle school entrance examination and the college entrance examination.

This O.W.L. should be the middle school entrance examination of the wizarding world.

It looks quite difficult.

Even Marcus, the captain, was so nervous.

The pressure it brought to the students can be imagined.

"Oh, by the way, why did you go to the restricted book area? And you took a lot of books related to dark magic."

Deveraux remembered the scene where they collided before.

He asked casually.

"You are talking about these, right? Professor Quirrell asked me to get them. I am now his assistant in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Marcus flipped the book in his arms with interest.

He couldn't help showing some smug expressions on his face.

"Professor Quirrell?"

Deveraux was a little surprised to hear this name.

After all, he is a person possessed by Voldemort.

His movements are quite dangerous.

And there is no mention in the original book that Quirrell has a student assistant?

"There is an assistant in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class? Then why didn't I see you, Marcus, in class before?"

Hearing this.

Marcus's expression became even more proud.

"Haha, actually, Professor Quirrell approached me yesterday, which is Thursday night. Oh, actually I wanted to refuse at first, after all, I have exams this year, and I am also a class leader, so I am very busy. But, after all, it is rare for a student like me to be invited by a professor to be an assistant, so I accepted it."

Deveraux's brows were locked even tighter after hearing this.

Thursday night?

Isn't that the night when he talked to him about which class? !

And after the chat, Quirrell.

He found an assistant.

He also took a lot of books from the restricted area.

Is all this a coincidence?

Deveraux looked solemn.

He always felt that Quirrell might be doing something weird.

But according to the original book.

Shouldn't Quirrell's core mission be to snatch the Philosopher's Stone?

And deal with Harry by the way.

But now he has gone to great lengths to hire an assistant.

He has borrowed so many books on dark magic.

Is it really to improve the quality of teaching?

Quirrell is willing to do so.

Voldemort would not be willing to do so either!

"Why would Quirrell come to the school to find students as assistants? It seems that other teachers don't have this situation, right?"

Deveraux asked again.

And Marcus was obviously looking forward to Deveraux's question.

"Yes! In the past, only graduates who had studied in the institution for several years could obtain the qualification to be an assistant teacher, and the qualification had to be confirmed in the summer before becoming a student."

"It may be because Professor Quirrell is in his first year and is not familiar with the process, so this happened. So it is difficult to find someone outside now. Professor Snape seemed to have started as an assistant teacher, and was personally recommended by Dumbledore. It is said that I am the first student in the school to be an assistant teacher in fifty years."

The smile on Marcus' face became brighter.

It seems that he was very happy to be recognized.

As he said.

The two walked to the door of the common room.

"Alexander, you go in first, I still have to give Professor Quirrell a book."

Marcus turned around.

He said the code for this week to open the door to the stone wall.

"Pure blood!"

The stone wall slowly opened.

A passage for two people to pass through was revealed.

"Marcus, just call me Deveraud. We should be friends, right?"

Deveraud walked into the secret passage.

He turned around and smiled at Marcus.Marcus.

"Haha, of course, good night, Deveraux."

Marcus smiled heartily.

He turned around and walked away with the pile of banned books.

Deveraux looked at his receding back.

His face became solemn.

"Quirrell... Voldemort... What kind of medicine are you selling?"

He stopped for a while.

Until he could no longer see Marcus' back.

Deveraux slowly exhaled.

He shook his head slightly.

"Forget it, their biggest target is either the Philosopher's Stone or Harry. I only need to keep an eye on these two things in the future. Don't worry about anything."

Thinking.

Deveraux turned and walked into the Slytherin common room.

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The first Sunday after the freshmen entered Hogwarts.

On the fifth floor of Hogwarts Castle.

In the Request Room.

Obviously.

Today's user has transformed it into a potion laboratory.

There is a huge black stone table in the center of the room.

The stone table was covered with various magic tools and materials.

There were several high stools around the table.

The stools were covered with soft black leather cushions.

Various glass bottles, metal cans and small bowls were arranged in an orderly manner on the stone table.

They were also labeled very detailedly.

They were filled with colorful liquids and powders.

Some were still bubbling slightly.

On one side of the laboratory was a huge fireplace.

There was a ball of faint blue flame burning inside.

The flame emitted a light without temperature.

It may be considered that the burning flame is not conducive to the stability of the potion materials.

The flame only illuminated the entire room.

There were several heavy oak cabinets next to the fireplace.

Various potion raw materials and magic tools were neatly arranged in the cabinets.

Many of them seemed to be newly moved in.

There were animal remains soaked in potions.

There were also dried plant specimens.

A huge blackboard was hung on the wall on the other side.

The blackboard is written with white chalk on complex potion formulas and steps.

There are also some notes and diagrams.

If you look carefully.

You will find the two most common words.

"Polyjuice Potion" and "Single-day Brewing Process".

At the black stone table in the center of the room.

A little blond wizard who looks like he is only as tall as an adult's ribs.

Is busy with various operations.

He is still muttering.

"Too late! Too late..."

Finally.

He stopped.

He hugged his head in frustration.

Looking at the blue liquid substance bubbling in the crucible in front of him.

"Damn it! Is it really impossible to finish it in one day!?"