HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 66 Trace Wire
"..." Alicia was silent for two seconds, then silently picked up the chair and moved it to the side of Elena and Helen, and inserted into their topic a little bluntly.

Wait a minute, don't listen, leave.

How did she leave? Doesn't she dislike talking to people?Itana watched No. [-] go away in some confusion, pouted, and turned her eyes to Inoman...

The clock in the room ticked and turned the hands, time passed quickly, and it soon came to dusk.

Saying goodbye to her friends, Itana returned to the dormitory alone.She lay down on the bed at once, took a deep breath, and felt that she didn't want to do anything, so she just relaxed her body and lay down until her old age.

Unfortunately not.

Itana finally absorbed the softness of the bed, regained her strength, got up from the bed, and sat down at the desk.

She spread out the paper and picked up a pen to write down the words.

Hello dear uncle.

There is only one week left before the summer vacation, I think I am looking forward to spending the summer vacation with you, I am very interested in the novel things you mentioned...

After packing the letter, Itana walked slowly towards the owl shed while thinking about the use of the magic models in the notebook.

During school, because she didn't know whether this would cause any impact and be noticed by others, she has been stopped at the theoretical stage. After going back this time, without the attention of the professors, various portrait ghosts, etc., she can finally try boldly.

She is very much looking forward to how powerful the spell can be after the model is strengthened.

So here comes the problem.

Zongsi—the setting used to detect whether underage wizards cast magic outside the school, how to block this thing?
Of course, if she is at her uncle's house, she can use her uncle as an excuse to cover up the magic she performed, but the problem is that she can't conduct experiments near her uncle. How is this different from doing it at school? Well, maybe there is such a thing The difference is that the uncle may help her keep the secret because of the blood relationship, but this is only possible.

Let her think about it... In Harry Potter, Dobby cast spells in Harry's house. In the end, the Ministry of Magic blamed Harry for this and warned Harry, because Harry was the only wizard in the nearby area. So Zongsi is checking the magic fluctuations within a certain range around her...

This inspection is obviously aimed at little wizards of Muggle origin. For little wizards whose parents have wizards, it is up to the guardians to take care of them. Thinking about it this way, Tom is miserable. Where is the second wizard from the orphanage? The poor child is at home I guess I can't practice magic...

When casting spells, I don't want my uncle to find out what she is doing, and there must be an adult wizard around to push the blame... Otherwise, I will give my uncle some potion for deepening sleep every night, and she won't have to worry about being discovered if he overturns the medicine.

While thinking, Itana found the owl Goya, and let the snowy owl fly away with the letter, while she went to the library to see if there was a better way. Preferably one that is colorless and odourless.

A group of people came towards the door of the library, headed by Tom.

He was surrounded by a group of people, Abraxas was standing beside him, and behind him were five or six men and women. Itana remembered that they all believed in pure blood theory, and they didn't communicate much with Itana just after nodding. pay.

She and Tom nodded after meeting their eyes, and they were about to enter the library after passing them, when they faintly heard their name being mentioned behind them.

Who the hell dares to speak ill of her so close, hasn't she been beaten at such a young age?Itana turned her head immediately, and saw a girl approaching Tom intentionally or unintentionally, and what she said was indeed related to her.

"Why hasn't Itana been with you recently?"

"You must know that everyone needs a certain amount of private space." Tom's voice was not loud, his tone was gentle, but his voice was slightly hoarse.

"What kind of person do you think she is?" The girl continued to ask, with undisguised curiosity in her words, and she seemed to be quite concerned about it.

Not to speak ill of her... Itana stopped and continued to move. As for Tom's answer, it doesn't matter. There are so many people, and it is impossible for the other party to tell the truth in this situation.

"She—is a very good friend."

Itana still heard the answer. Although she knew that there were many false elements, she still raised the corners of her mouth.

Itana walked into the library step by step, and stopped in front of the library administrator, Mr. Plusser.

"Sir, can you tell me where are the books about puppets?" Itana said respectfully.

The gray-haired gentleman, nearly fifty years old, raised his head and pushed off the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Looking at the girl at the table with his dark red eyes, he replied after a little thought: "Bookshelf No. 15, District K, second floor, Book [-]."

After speaking, Plusser habitually gave his opinions and suggestions:

"Do you want to make puppet servants? I don't suggest you how to do it. First of all, your control over magic power is a problem; moreover, this method has long been proven to have many flaws, and few people use it now. Those Golem intelligence is too low, and it is simply not suitable for the various tasks of wizards. Even if it is used to carry sacks, there are more convenient methods..."

Itana didn't say yes or no. After listening to the other party's words carefully, she sincerely thanked: "Thank you for your reminder, sir, I understand."

Satisfied with her attitude, Plusser nodded and turned his gaze back to the previous books.

This is not something worth caring about, golems are things that have long been eliminated.

The consumption is high and the effect is not good. At present, the only use is to be used as dolls and toys for little wizards. Even so, they are often destroyed by the magic power unintentionally released by little wizards.

Itana didn't think much of it.

Following Plusser's instructions, she found the dusty book in a remote corner of the library. When she brushed away the dust, she saw the dark brown cover.

The Book of Puppets

When she was just thinking about it on the road, she suddenly remembered that she had seen descriptions about puppets in other books, and then she felt a little curious and looking forward to it.

Can a puppet that can initially use magic power help her complete those attempts for her outside the detection range of her trace?Like the remote surgery in her previous life, she needs to establish a link between her dolls as a "network"...

Not sure if it works, but you have to try it to know.

Then there are some books related to pharmacy, which she is familiar with, so she didn't ask the administrator, but found it herself.In the end, she successfully obtained the production methods of six potions with anesthesia and coma effects.

This would be the last resort, and if possible, she didn't want to impress her uncle as a bad boy.

Because the end of the term was approaching, there were no vacant seats in the library. After registering with the administrator Plusser, Itana left the library with the book.

When registering, the gray-haired gentleman reminded her to pay more attention to the final exam.

Itana naturally accepted what this gentleman said, and then put it behind her.

Three days later, when the exam was about to start, Itana, who had had a bad night recently, walked into the classroom with heavy dark circles under her eyes.

Half an hour later, she was the first to walk out again. The invigilator looked at her back and frowned until he looked down at the answer sheet.

"Okay." The professor muttered silently in his heart, his brows stretched slightly, but he was still dissatisfied with her casual and rash attitude.

Tom checked it carefully, and when he was sure it was correct, he was the second to stand up.

The professor looked at another student who left early, and the blue veins on his forehead were pulsating secretly.

(End of this chapter)