One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 235 Compound Spell

There is a line in a movie that says that there is only one disease in this world, and that is the disease of poverty.

It couldn't be more appropriate to use this sentence to describe the Weasley family.

Although they are a pure-blood family in the magic world, but because they have too many children, their lives are tight every day.

If the two eldest sons, Bill and Charlie, were able to get a little pocket money when they were in school, then the family's finances began to become very difficult from Percy.

When it comes to George and Fred, it is estimated that there is basically no pocket money, and then it gets worse when it comes to Ron and Ginny. Even the textbooks, robes, wands, etc. have to be used by the big brothers.

So whether it's Percy, the twin brothers, or the stupid Ron, there is an inexplicable desire for money in their bones.

Especially the former, always trying to make money in school, even taking part in various gambling games at the risk of ruining his family.

It's a pity that they had so little money on hand that it was not until Harry got the prize money from the Triwizard Tournament and handed it over to them that they finally got enough start-up funds to open a store specializing in selling various mischief items.

But now, George and Fred got more than 300 Galleons in one go, and they went from penniless to huge money in an instant.

After learning the truth, Ron's jealous eyes almost glowed green after learning the news.

Watching the two big brothers displaying those glittering Galleons in front of the Gryffindor table, he finally couldn't help complaining to Hermione in a low voice: "Damn it! Why didn't you think of me when such a good thing happened?"

"You?" The girl glanced at the silly boy with eyes full of disgust. "You can't even turn a match into a needle, let alone shape potion-soaked gold and silver into every shape a client wants. Tell me, what can you do as an assistant? Don't you think that you can get a huge bonus just by being famous?"

Ron was instantly stunned speechless, and his already quite depressed mood became even more depressed.

Because he suddenly realized that he seemed to be a complete waste.

In terms of fame, he couldn't compare to the famous savior Harry Potter.

The latter was even exceptionally promoted to be the Seeker of the Gryffindor Quidditch team in the first grade because of his outstanding performance in flying lessons, and he would receive extra care wherever he went.

In terms of intelligence and talent, Hermione, who was born in a Muggle family, has already left him several blocks away, and can even participate in the advanced transfiguration training classes held by Professor McGonagall for senior students on weekends.

As for Zuo Si...

Well, even Ron didn't think he deserved to be compared at all.

Whether it was the "feat" of overcoming half of the Slytherin house by one person on the first day of school, or the technology of making magic scrolls later, as well as the honors and bonuses he won by virtue of this, he was simply beyond his reach.

Even George and Fred, who were regarded as only causing trouble and being mischievous, have now earned the first pot of gold in their lives through the knowledge and spells they have learned.

Anyway, the more Ron thinks about it, the angrier he gets, the more depressed he gets, and the more he feels worthless.

In the end, as the string called reason broke, he quickly picked up his textbooks and schoolbag, got up and left without saying a word, and disappeared out of everyone's sight.

"What you just said hit Ron hard." Harry reminded with a slight sigh.

But Hermione replied indifferently: "It's for his own good. If this guy continues to mess around like this, his grades in the final exam will definitely be terrible. If he is expelled because of this, that is the most tragic and hopeless thing." situation."

"Well, I hope you're right."

Hearing that he might be fired for poor grades, the alarm bells in Harry's heart went off instantly.

After all, even if Ron is expelled, he can go home and live with his biological parents, brothers and sisters, and he will not really leave the wizarding world.

But if he was expelled because of poor grades, he would go back to the Dursleys' house, live with his annoying uncle, aunt and Dudley, and continue to live that miserable life of darkness.

Especially with the mean character of the uncle and aunt, it is likely that they will continue to ridicule them.

So Harry absolutely didn't allow this kind of situation to happen to him, and secretly made up his mind to attend classes well and complete the homework assigned by the professor in the future.

In this way, after a short exchange in the morning, the little wizards of Gryffindor got up and went to the classroom where the Charms class was in the morning.

Since almost two months had passed since the beginning of school, the first-year freshmen were already quite familiar with Hogwarts, so there was no sign of anyone getting lost.

But when Flitwick started talking about how to cast the Levitation Charm cleverly, Harry was surprised to find that Ron wasn't in class.

Also discovering this was Hermione.

The two looked at each other for two or three seconds, and soon decided to talk to this silly boy when get out of class was over.

But what they never expected was that from the end of the charm class to lunch time, and even the two classes in the afternoon, Ron never showed up.

There was no one in the bedroom, no one in the Gryffindor common room, and no sign of the dining table in the lobby on the first floor.

No one knew where this guy was hiding, even the Weasley twins and Percy didn't care about it, they just felt that the old problem of their "little brother" had flared up again.

Don't worry about him, it will return to normal after a while.

I have to say that Ron's family "brother position" is indeed a bit miserable.

On the one hand, there are so many big brothers in the family, but the younger one has a younger sister.

So both the parents and the big brothers take extra care of the little girl.

But for his youngest son and younger brother, usually there is only teasing left.

Especially George and Fred, a pair of troublemakers, spoofed Ron when they had nothing to do, which caused a considerable degree of trauma to their young hearts.

When the Halloween dinner started and there was no sign of Ron himself, Harry and Hermione finally couldn't sit still, and went straight to explain the situation in front of Zuo Si who was always sitting alone in the corner.

After the latter finished listening, a very strange expression appeared on his face.

He didn't expect that he changed Hermione's life trajectory, so that she didn't hide in the toilet and cry secretly because she couldn't make friends, and finally bumped into the troll that Quirrell put in, but Ron took the initiative to stand up and save Hermione. This position is filled.

"Soth, what should we do now?" Harry asked in an uncertain tone.

"What else can we do, let's eat first."

Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently, resisting the urge to clean up all the fluttering bats on the ceiling with fireball or dead cloud.

To be honest, he had no idea what was going on in the minds of these wizards to put such a dangerous animal into the dining hall.

You must know that bats carry thousands of viruses!

Among them, there are more than a dozen kinds that can cause death.

Although most of them will not be directly transmitted to humans, the problem is that even if "small ingredients" such as feces, saliva, hair, and debris fall on food, it will bring considerable health risks.

Not to mention the double discomfort both psychologically and physically.

But most of the students obviously didn't care about this, and even looked up with great interest to admire the visual effects blessed by magic spells, and relished the feast cooked by the house elves.

"But what about Ron? He must be hungry when he hides alone, isn't it too pitiful?"

Hermione was obviously affected by guilt and pity, and her whole person became sullen.

"Don't worry, eat first. After I'm full, I'll take you to him."

While making a promise, Zuo Si suddenly pulled out his wand without warning, and cast a spell on several bats that kept circling above his head.

moment!

Dozens of bats were violently thrown out by an invisible force on the spot, crashed into a distant wall, and then fell from the sky one after another

You don't need to ask to know that his patience is almost reaching its limit.

Dumbledore obviously noticed this, and immediately smiled and said to Professor McGonagall beside him: "It seems that our genius is not perfect in everything. At least he can't control the fact that he hates bats." own emotions."

"But South's spell just now is great, isn't it? He didn't even say the spell, and he just waved the wand to produce quite amazing effects. If it is used on a human body, then the target will probably be knocked unconscious." Professor McGonagall commented, swallowing the dessert in his mouth.

"I think it might be a variant of the Levitation Spell or the Summoning Spell. I don't know if you have noticed that the bats stayed in mid-air for a very short time when they were pulled by a powerful force."

Professor Flitwick also made an analysis from a very professional perspective.

Since he was once a famous duel champion when he was young, he also invented many spells and magics of his own in private.

Therefore, it is very clear how clever the silent spell Zuo Si cast just now is, even far beyond the level that the students can achieve.

If it weren't for the fact that the total amount of magic power in his body is still a little immature, he is fully qualified to be called a master of spells.

"Severus, what do you think?" Dumbledore turned his attention to the Head of Slytherin.

Snape picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, and responded calmly: "I don't have any opinion. South's talent is there, and anyone can clearly and intuitively feel it. So for all the things he did I have long been familiar with things. Compared with these, I am more worried about some of his ongoing research."

"Some research?" Professor McGonagall showed a puzzled look.

"Well. Not long ago, a Slytherin student reported to me that they heard an explosion near South's dormitory. Although I didn't find any signs of damage when I went to check, I always feel that it must be It was repaired by the spell." Snape calmly said the information he had so far.

Although he also tried to find some roommates for Zuo Si.

But none of Slater Lin's Year 1 students would dare to live under the same roof as him.

Not to mention the first grade, there are zero students in the senior grades who have such courage.

"Explosion?! Do you think South is developing some powerful and lethal spell?" Professor Flitwick raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Not that I think, but he's already doing it. If nothing else..."

Before Snape could finish his sentence, he saw Quirrell staggered in and shouted in panic, "G... troll! It's a troll! It's in the basement now!"

As soon as the words fell, the whole person rolled his eyes and passed out.

I have to say, this guy's acting skills are quite superb.

Especially the feeling of powerlessness at the moment of fainting, it is absolutely difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

When the students who were enjoying the sumptuous dinner heard the news, the whole hall suddenly became chaotic.

Some wizard family students who had heard how terrifying the trolls were, dropped the food in their hands and wanted to run to the common room of their respective colleges.

In order to maintain order, Dumbledore had to stand up and hold his wand high, and fired several harsh fireworks explosions in one breath.

After the order was restored, he immediately commanded in a serious tone: "Prefect, immediately take the students from your academy back to the dormitory."

"Don't panic! Follow me! Remember not to get lost. Especially the first-year freshmen, as long as you follow my orders, you don't have to be afraid of any giant monsters."

Percy stood up before the other prefects had time to react, and gave orders to the Gryffindors in an eerie tone.

Seeing his pretentious appearance, Zuo Si couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head, and whispered to Harry and Hermione who were sitting next to him: "Come on, we should go find Ron. If there is no accident, he is now Should be right up there with the troll."

"What! How do you know?" Hermione's eyes widened in shock.

"A little simple divination and tracking. Well, don't ask so many questions, just follow me."

While speaking, Zuo Si stood up from the chair, while the prefects were busy organizing the students to evacuate from the hall, quickly cast the illusion spell, and disappeared out of everyone's sight with the two little ones.

Since the relationship of True Seeing is fixed on the magic ring, Hermione and Harry can always be seen.

Whenever the two of them went the wrong way due to nervousness, he would immediately reach out to correct them.

In this way, in front of all the students and professors in the school, the group of three quickly walked through countless stairs and corridors, and came straight to the huge statue of Griffin.

Sudden!

A black figure appeared around the corner, terrified Hermione and Harry into cardiac arrest on the spot, subconsciously holding their noses and holding their breath.

Because the person who came was none other than Snape, who often troubled Gryffindor students and gave them points deductions.

At this moment, his complexion looked much darker than usual, and his eyes shone with a terrifying cold light.

Fortunately, Snape didn't notice anyone here, and soon passed by and disappeared into the distance.

When he was completely gone, Hermione and Harry opened their mouths to inhale fresh air, and at the same time lifted the invisibility effect brought by the Disillusionment Charm.

"Damn it! How could he be in such a place? Aren't the professors supposed to be on the first floor?" Harry asked very confused.

"It looks like he's walking towards the third floor." Hermione speculated in a low voice.

Just when the two little ones were about to say something, Zuo Si immediately interrupted: "Okay, what Professor Snape is going to do has nothing to do with us. Compared with this, you'd better worry a little bit about the troll."

"Trolls? Oh - my God! What does that smell like? Did someone spill shit in the hallway?" Harry immediately covered his mouth and nose again.

Hermione, on the other hand, was so irritated by the stench that she leaned against the wall and retched, almost throwing up all the food she had just eaten.

But after a few seconds, their adverse reactions disappeared instantly, followed by being terrified by the terrifying scene in front of them.

I saw a huge monster slowly walking out from the end of the corridor.

It is nearly four meters high, its skin looks dull and gray like a rock, its body is huge and bulky, but its head is disproportionately small.

One of the arms was dragging a wooden stick as thick as a small tree, and it was estimated that the person would have confessed directly when the stick went down.

As for the pungent stench, it was naturally emanating from the monster.

No need to ask, this guy is a giant monster, a creature similar to a titan but with an extremely low IQ.

bang - bang - bang -

Every time the giant monster in front of him took a step forward, the surrounding ground would tremble slightly.

Coincidentally, the shaking of the ground disturbed Ron who was hiding in a storage room nearby, causing him to push them away curiously to take a look.

In the end, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, just look at the pair of small eyes full of "wisdom" of the troll.

Poor Ron's muscles stiffened instantly, and the sweat soaked through his clothes in less than a few seconds, and flowed down his forehead and cheeks.

For an eleven-year-old little wizard, a giant monster approaching four meters is definitely an invincible target.

But the problem was that he didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, he would be directly smashed into meatloaf or minced meat by that thick stick.

"I... what should we do now?"

Hermione was visibly flustered, and even her voice trembled slightly.

Although she has learned a lot of spells, she is very clear that her actual combat experience is completely zero. In this state of high mental tension, her tongue keeps getting knotted, and she has no way of accurately pronouncing each spell.

In contrast, Harry showed his brave side, quickly took out a scroll that he hadn't used before, and activated an Impeding Charm without saying a word.

"There are many obstacles!"

Immediately a beam of energy gushed from the tip of his wand, hitting the troll's massive body.

Since this scroll was made by Zuo Si himself, it still caused some obstacles and influences to it.

At least the giant monster's movements have become much slower, it looks like slow motion.

"Now! Ron! Run!" Harry yelled at the top of his voice.

Hearing his friend's voice, Ron immediately aroused the survival instinct in his heart, took a quick step and ran towards the location of the three of them, not daring to look back to see if the troll was chasing after him.

In just three to five seconds, the troll broke free from the influence of the Obstacle Curse with its powerful magic resistance, and immediately roared and waved its stick to charge.

Because of its size, its one step is equal to ten steps of an eleven-year-old boy.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up.

Especially Ron, who was running wildly, could clearly feel the tremors on the ground becoming more and more intense.

Just when Harry was about to activate another sleeping spell, Zuo Si raised his hand to stop his prodigal behavior, took out his wand and said with a smile: "Don't waste your efforts, trolls can't be dealt with by mere sleeping spells. Then Leave the rest to me."

The voice has not yet fallen!

He aimed his wand at the running troll's feet, and instantly shot out a large, greasy smudge.

Because the distance control was very accurate, the oil stain just spread on Ron's heel, and it didn't affect it even a little bit.

But the troll who followed him stepped on the grease, fell to the ground with a bang, and came into intimate contact with the hard marble ground firmly.

Because of the astonishing weight, the moment it fell down, cracks like spider webs were smashed on the ground.

There is no doubt that this is a ring of magic transformed into a spell-greasing.

Although its level is really low, and there is no threshold for learning, but it can be used to deal with those huge creatures, 100% can play a very good effect.

The most important thing is that this spell can ignore the target's own magic resistance, and once it is applied, the friction between the feet and the ground will become negligible.

Looking at how the troll is struggling, falling, struggling, and falling, you can see how helpless it is with this small puddle of oil.

"This... is this done?"

Harry opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

He originally thought that Zuo Si would cast some powerful spell that he had never seen before to knock down or kill the troll.

But in reality, it is really easy to make the seemingly invincible monster unable to revive just by splashing a sticky oil stain through the magic wand.

Especially the violent and funny look of the troll, it's like a clown being played around in the palm of his hand.

"Finished?" Zuo Si shook his head meaningfully. "No, no, no, I just restricted its movement. Then comes the best part."

Accompanied by rapid panting, Ron finally ran over from the other end of the corridor, and asked out of breath, "School...how...why are there trolls in the school?"

"I don't know. We also heard from Professor Quirrell that a troll broke in. By the way, you are not injured, are you?"

Harry patted his friend with great concern.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just tired and hungry."

Ron, who escaped from death, slumped on the ground, as if he had collapsed.

Just when he was about to say thank you to those friends who came to rescue him, he suddenly saw a chilling white light flashing from the tip of Zuo Si's wand.

next second...

For some reason, the giant monster in the distance began to grow bigger and bigger, until it swelled to completely fill the entire corridor.

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

An extremely violent explosion swept across the entire corridor in an instant.

Including the glass, the doors of the rooms on both sides, the ceiling, and the marble underfoot, all were torn apart in a deafening bang.

A large amount of gravel and dust swirled in the air, among which were also mixed with plasma, internal organs, and pieces of meat.

When everything calmed down, the giant monster on the ground had completely disappeared, replaced by a large amount of flesh and blood mixture that exuded a foul smell on the walls, ceiling and ground.

Occasionally, you can still see small white blood-stained bones scattered around.

Ron, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, was dumbfounded, and sat motionless on the ground like a fool.

Harry pinched his thigh hard to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.

As for Hermione...

Finally, under the double impact of vision and smell, he completely vomited out all the dinner, and didn't dare to look at the bloody and tragic scene in the passage.

After several minutes, when Harry recovered from the indescribable shock, he immediately couldn't help asking: "What did you do just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just a crushing spell with a slightly stronger power." Zuo Si replied evasively.

He would not tell the other party that the fundamental reason why this magic can achieve such terrifying destructive power is that part of the swelling spell was added.

To put it simply, it is to let the target swell crazily from the inside to the limit that the body can bear, and then detonate it with the Shattering Curse.

At the moment of detonation, the inflated body will have the same effect as a balloon being pierced by a sharp object.

"This power is not as simple as being a little stronger! I have never heard of any wizard in history who can directly blow up a giant monster to nothing with the Shattering Curse."

It may be that the relationship is too emotional, Ron's voice seems to have a little tremor.

At this moment, he finally understood why the students of Slytherin House would immediately show fear in their eyes when they mentioned Zuo Si.

Being able to cast this kind of spell in the first grade can basically confirm that its future will not be the second Dumbledore, or the second Voldemort or Gellert Grindelwald, or surpass these people to reach those in history. The height of a great wizard.

Forging a grudge with such a person, if you don't worry about it, you will be afraid.

"Just because you don't know doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Believe me, Principal Dumbledore, Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick should all be able to achieve a similar level." Zuo Si explained meaningfully.

But just as soon as this sentence was finished, Dumbledore's voice was suddenly heard behind him.

"Sorry, I might have disappointed you. None of us could blow up a troll like this with a single spell, not even me."

"Teach...professor!"

Hermione, who was caught as an active one, immediately became extremely nervous, and hurriedly used her wand to get some water to rinse her mouth and nose, and then lowered her head like a child who made a mistake, not daring to talk to the head of Gryffindor. Professor McGonagall looked at each other.

Similar to the girl's reaction, Harry and Ron also became very tense.

Because they saw the fire of anger in Snape's eyes.

In the eyes of those who knew, it was clear that he was worried about Harry Potter's safety.

But in the eyes of those who don't know, it is a terrible nightmare.

Only Zuo Si remained calm as always, and said with a smile on his face: "You are so humble, Principal. I believe that many commonly used spells are cast by you, and their power may not be recognized by many people."

"No, Sous. The humble person is not me, but you." Dumbledore went straight to the center of the explosion just now, carefully checked the troll's remaining regrets, and the remaining magic power, and soon revealed A look of astonishment. "Is this a compound spell? You merged multiple spells together to form a new spell?"

Zuo Si responded nonchalantly: "That's right. You know, I'm from a Muggle family, so I often like to look at magic from a scientific perspective, so as to gain some inspiration that is ignored by most wizards."

"Science in the Muggle world again?" Dumbledore was obviously very interested in this.

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right, it's science again. To be exact, the science of the Muggle world is essentially to discover and find the laws of objectively existing things through observation and research. And these laws are everywhere in the whole world." It is universal, although magic can influence, control and even distort it to some extent, but most of the time it still works normally."

"Very novel statement. Maybe I should ask you to explain your point of view in Muggle studies class, so that students can have more and better understanding of science and apply it to magic. In addition, introduce For your excellent performance this time, and for creating a new spell, I decided to give Slytherin thirty points as a reward."

As Dumbledore blurted out these words, the hourglass that symbolized the Slytherin House points immediately rose a lot.

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you add or not. You know, I don't care about these at all."

Zuo Si did not hide his disdain for this kind of silly trick at all, even if Snape used "Death Gaze" on him several times, it was useless.

Dumbledore said with a smile: "Maybe you don't care, but there are many people who care very much. Besides, it's not good for you to always be at odds with your classmates in your college. I hope you can reconcile with them and spend a happy time together In a few years."

"Sorry, I can't do it. I don't think it is necessary to get along well with those guys who are exuding a rotten stench all over their bodies. Sorry, I haven't finished my work today, so I won't chat with you here. Farewell."

After saying this, Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed to all the professors present, then turned and left without looking back.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were amazed by his strong performance in the face of this group of professors.

But before the little guy came back to his senses, Snape asked sharply: "What kind of tricks are you playing? Do you want to be heroes? Or is it that the title of savior can no longer satisfy your growing vanity? , Potter. And you, Miss Hermione Granger, do you think you can deal with a grown troll just by learning a few spells?"

Professor McGonagall also chimed in and said: "Why don't you just follow the prefect back to the dormitory? You are lucky today. You didn't get your head smashed or eaten by a troll. Otherwise, I don't know what to say to you." Parents explain."

Seeing the two professors getting angry at the same time, Harry and Hermione didn't dare to make any excuses at all, just like prisoners waiting to be sentenced.

In the end, it was Ron who suppressed the deep-seated fear of Snape and his own dean, and whispered: "Professor, they are actually looking for me. I have been hiding in the The storage room on this floor doesn’t know what’s going on outside. If it wasn’t for the help of them and Sous, I think I should be dead by now.”

"What? What are you doing alone in the storage room?" Professor McGonagall frowned subconsciously.

"Uh—because I've been a little hit this morning, so I want to find a quiet place where I won't be disturbed." Ron replied a little embarrassed.

"So it was your hidden relationship that made Hermione and Harry a little worried, and they asked South to help find it in private, right?"

Professor McGonagall immediately figured out the ins and outs, and the angry expression on his face eased a little.

After all, the trait that Gryffindor emphasizes is courage.

And to disregard danger for friends is naturally one of the highest forms of courage.

So there was even a look of approval in her eyes.

However, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped.

In order to prevent similar things from happening again, Professor McGonagall deducted five points from Ron tearfully, but at the same time added ten points to Harry and Hermione.

In this way, a small riot was easily resolved with Zuo Si's intervention.

No one was injured and no students were killed.

When the three little ones returned to the Gryffindor common room, and at the same time sent the terrified Quirrell back to his office, Snape immediately lowered his voice and asked Dumbledore: "What happened to this Quirrell?" What? He seems to be spying on the Philosopher's Stone hidden under the trapdoor. And I suspect that he may have smuggled the troll in in private."

"You don't need to know much, just keep watching Quirrell and keep Harry Potter safe."

Dumbledore had no sense of explaining at all.

Because he is a very deep-minded person who always likes to hide all kinds of secrets in his mind.

Only when needed, will it be taken out and shared with others.

Protect secrets, manage secrets, hide behind the scenes and plan everything quietly.

This is Albus Dumbledore, known as the greatest wizard of our time.

Undoubtedly, Snape understood the old man who grasped his weakness quite well, and continued to squint his eyes and tentatively said, "What about Thoth? The spell he used today is almost comparable to or even surpasses many black arts."

But Dumbledore shook his head indifferently: "But it's not black magic after all, it's just a slightly more powerful shattering curse. I'll handle the matter about Sous personally, and you don't need to intervene too much."

"It's not as simple as a freshman. Forget it, since you already have an idea, then I'll let it go."

After that, Snape ignored Dumbledore, turned around and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Almost at the same time, in the Gryffindor common room, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were gathering, discussing in whispers what had happened.

Among them, Ron, who had the worst academic performance, even made a strong promise: "I swear by all my pocket money in the next few years, the spell South cast on the troll is definitely not a crushing spell, but a terrible black magic."

"If it was black magic, why didn't the professors stop or warn him after seeing it?" Hermione questioned. "Don't forget, Principal Dumbledore mentioned that it is a new spell formed by the fusion of many other spells. So I think it should be the amazing effect produced by the fusion of several ordinary spells."

"Whether it's the dark arts or not, I think South's performance is absolutely cool. I bet he must be the most powerful student ever at Hogwarts. Professor Flitwick once said that even if that person is in the When I first came to Hogwarts, I didn't have South's performance at this level."

The savior Harry Potter seemed to have become a loyal fan of Zuo Si, with undisguised admiration in his tone.

Hermione nodded approvingly: "I totally agree with your point of view. In fact, I have learned a lot of spells and spell-casting skills from Soth. Sometimes I even think that he is more knowledgeable than the professors." illusion."

"Can you get him to teach us? Especially Charms!" Harry asked with bright eyes.

"I'll ask tomorrow. But don't get your hopes up, South hardly pays attention to Hogwarts students. Unless you show extraordinary talent or intelligence. Well, I will now ask Go take a shower and go to bed, there is still a lot of work waiting for me to do tomorrow."

Hermione stood up and quickly ran into the girl's bathroom, intending to clean up the bad smell left on her body after vomiting.

As for the other two, they sat together happily and discussed the spell to blow up the troll for another half an hour before taking a shower and going to bed.

As the saying goes, thinking by day and dreaming by night.

In his sleep, Harry dreamed that he, like Zuo Si, could easily blow up one terrible monster after another by raising his wand, and also killed the enemy who killed his biological parents-Voldemort.

On the other side, Quirrell was hiding in his office and shivering, looking at the face of despair and fear on the back of his head through the mirror, begging bitterly: "Master! Great master! Please forgive me this time! I really did my best!"

"Shut up! Idiot! What happened to that first-year student named South? Why did he master such a powerful spell?"

Voldemort's tone seemed to contain soaring anger.

"I... I don't know for sure, I only know that he was born in a Muggle family, but he was sorted into Slytherin house by the sorting hat, and he fucked half the students in the house on the first day of school. Not only that, he Also invented a technology called the magic scroll, which can store spells inside."

In order to avoid punishment, Quirrell hurriedly told all the information he knew.

After all, he has been trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone during this time, so he didn't pay much attention to what Zuo Si did.

"Those? Muggle-born? How is this possible!"

There was a hint of surprise in Voldemort's tone.

The ruthless Dark Lord witnessed the bloody scene of the troll exploding with his own eyes.

Although the surroundings did not feel the remnants of black magic, the destructive power of this explosion spell was far above that of many black magic.

Such a spell, not to mention a little Muggle-born wizard, even many people with the title of "Master of Spells" cannot easily do it.

But after a brief surprise, Voldemort quickly came back to his senses, and said with a sneer: "Find a way to bring him to my side. Remember! Don't be noticed by Dumbledore or Snape."

"Master, do you want to take him for your own use?" Quirrell tentatively asked in an uncertain tone.

"Of course! A genius like this cannot be a real Muggle-born. One of his parents, grandparents, or grandparents must be a wizard. And if I can get his assistance, the time when I return will be very fast." Much earlier."

When saying these words, Voldemort's tone was obviously impatient.

With only a small remnant of his soul left, he was fed up with this feeling of weakness and powerlessness.

Especially since he was still staying at Hogwarts right now, he might be discovered by Dumbledore at any time.

Thinking of the professor who saw through his own nature from the very beginning, Voldemort felt as if a flame was burning in his heart.

In addition, whenever the Harry Potter who caused him to lose everything appeared, the whole person would instantly fall into uncontrollable madness and rage.

Undoubtedly, these negative emotions are like a poisonous snake, crazily biting and devouring the Dark Lord's mind, thinking and rationality.

(end of this chapter)