Magical Studies at Hogwarts
Chapter 23 Quirrell's Teaching of Black Magic
Chapter 23 Quirrell's Teaching of Black Magic
"Master, I...I don't understand..."
"You don't need to understand! All you have to do is find a way to get past that bloody beast as soon as possible!"
"Okay, master..."
……
Leaving the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, Ike broke out in a cold sweat, his feet felt soft, and he almost staggered and fell.He managed to reach the eighth floor, and just slumped on the sofa as soon as he entered the Room of Requirement.
"It's scary!"
Ike was afraid for a while, although he had already made psychological preparations, but when the Dark Lord took over the topic in the second half, he was still almost unable to resist.Finally, looking at Quirrell, Ike only felt that those eyes had magical power, which made people fall involuntarily.
"Using Legilimency on a studious little wizard! You don't even want to lose your face!"
After taking several deep breaths in succession, Ike calmed down a little. For the first time, Ike felt that the waste notepad system was still useful.
Occlumency, customized version, non-upgradeable
(Your darkest secrets won't be known if you don't tell them, for the rest it's up to you)
Occlumency Teacher
(The fog protects your brain and hides your darkest secrets)
As Ike expected, the title and skills presented by the system can prevent Voldemort from knowing Ike's secrets that cannot be known to others. He can only perceive Ike's strong desire for black magic.
And this, is true.
For a long time, Ike learned the spells by practicing according to the description in the book.
Some simple ones are fine, after you understand it, you only need to try it once or twice to succeed. Ike has learned enough of such simple magic, and coupled with the messy operation of the waste notepad system, Ike doesn't dare to do it like before Practicing the spell.
However, the learning of magic spells cannot be stopped. It is not difficult to understand the choice of black magic that takes longer to learn and is more difficult.
After learning the Disillusionment Charm, as long as you avoid some troublemakers, the restricted area is actually defenseless for Ike.Even if you only selectively select some theoretical books, you will still inevitably come into contact with a lot of knowledge about black magic.
This dangerous, difficult to control but extremely powerful magic naturally aroused Ike's interest.
However, practicing the dark arts at Hogwarts is undoubtedly dangerous, and no professor would instruct a first-year wizard about black arts.In this case, Quirrell's value is reflected.
As an excellent graduate of Ravenclaw, a former professor of Muggle studies, the new temporary Horcrux of the Dark Lord, and the current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Quirrell's magic level must be good. With the existence of the Dark Lord, the level of dark magic must not be high. Low.
With Ike's outstanding performance on weekdays, and his strong yearning for power and black magic revealed in front of Quirrell, it will naturally attract the attention of the Dark Lord.
The fact is also true, under Ike's performance, Quirrell has promised to teach Ike black magic.
Ike knew very well that this must have been ordered by the Dark Lord. Voldemort disagreed, and he didn't dare to nod even if Quirrell had the guts!
Soon it was Saturday, at seven o'clock in the evening, Ike knocked on the door of Quirrell's office on time.
After getting the response, Ike pushed the door open, bowed slightly to Quirrell, and waited quietly for the teaching to start.
The smell in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office was much weaker. If you didn't sniff carefully, you could hardly smell it.The office has also been rearranged, leaving an open space that takes up half of the room.
Quirrell waved his wand, a box opened, and three glass bottles containing spiders flew out and stopped in front of Ike.
"Now, Mr. Strider, please take out a spider, and cast the Death Curse on him."
"Death curse?" Ike looked surprised, with some hesitation in his tone, "Is...isn't it too difficult?"
"Difficult?" Quirrell laughed, "In fact, the reason why the death curse is included in the three unforgivable curses is not only because of its instant death and no counter-curse or cure, but also because it is a part of black magic. simplest."
"As long as you say the spell with a strong determination to kill the other party, the spell will succeed."
"Remember, the mantra is for Avada to eat a big melon. When you recite the mantra, you must shout it loudly and full of killing intent!"
Quirrell looked at Ike expectantly, and Ike slowly took out a spider from the glass bottle.It was only when I got it in my hand that I realized that these spiders had been treated by Quirrell. Although they were still alive, they couldn't move, and they were living fixed targets.
Putting the spider on the ground, Ike retreated to Quirrell's side, and turned to look at Quirrell hesitantly.Quirrell smiled, his eyes full of encouragement.
Ike tightened the wand in his hand, pointed at the spider on the ground, and did not move for a long time.After a while, he took a deep breath, and according to Quirrell, shouted loudly and full of killing intent:
"Avada eats a big melon!"
A green light flashed, and the spider fell over, lifeless.
Ike's hand holding the wand was trembling, and he couldn't bear to look at the "Death Curse Lv1 has been achieved" that flashed in front of him. He closed his eyes tightly, and it took a long time before he recovered.
The Death Curse deserves its evil and cruel name, and it has a great influence on wizards.At the moment when the spell was successful, Ike only felt that his heart was inexplicably full of tyranny, and he had an urge to rush out to Avada. Fortunately, with the experience and lessons from the last time he almost lost control, Ike suppressed the thoughts in his heart , looked at Quirrell with a pair of eyes that were suddenly bloodshot, and an awkward smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Professor Quirrell, this... this..."
"This is the death curse, Mr. Strider." Quirrell's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.
"The simplest and deadliest spell in black art. It is not complicated, even simpler than the Disarming Charm."
"Just a green light flashed, and a life disappeared." Quirrell was intoxicated, "How wonderful!"
"What do you think, Mr. Strider?"
Ike looked at the dead spider, then at the little things crawling around like crazy in the other two bottles, and murmured, "Yeah, what a wonderful magic..."
Quirrell nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "Now, continue to use the death curse, this time let the curse break the bottle and kill the spider inside!"
"Remember! To do this, you also need to have the belief to destroy everything in front of you!"
Ike nodded slightly upon hearing this, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Avada eats a big melon!"
"Avada eats a big melon!"
Two green lights flashed one after another, and the glass bottle shattered in response. Two dead spiders flew out with the broken glass bottle, hitting the wall before falling.
"Very good! Very good!" Quirrell applauded Ike, and Ike's performance exceeded his imagination.Being able to make the death curse have the effects of repelling, destroying, and shattering shows that Ike's foundation is very solid, and he has a certain degree of control over magic power.
Although this level of death curse can only have an effect on bugs or small animals, it does not necessarily have an instant death effect on people, but it is limited by the magic power of the little wizard.
After using the Death Curse to such an effect only three times, Quirrell, or Voldemort, was more and more satisfied with Ike's talent.
He took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to Ike. Quirrell straightened his robe a little and said, "Mr. Strider, you are the most gifted little wizard I have ever seen. I don't think anyone can do it at your age. to these."
Pointing to a box in the corner, Quirrell's tone became serious.
"I put ten hares in that box, and they won't be as easy to deal with as spiders."
"The next thing you have to do is to release all the ten rabbits, and then use the death curse to kill them one by one!"
Ike took a deep breath, ate the chocolate, and calmed down for a while before waving the wand in his hand to open the box, and then released the rabbit with the levitating spell.
Sure enough, as Ike thought, these rabbits have also undergone special treatment. As soon as they landed, they ran around, and the speed was obviously much faster than ordinary rabbits.
"Avada eats a big melon!"
"Avada eats a big melon!"
"Avada eats a big melon!"
Ike waved his wand, and streaks of green light hit the fleeing rabbits, some of them were hit, and some just made a small hole in the floor.
But for the ten rabbits, Ike shouted nearly twenty times of spells before killing these cuties running around, but sweat was dripping on his forehead, and the tyranny in his heart could hardly be suppressed, and his whole body kept moving. trembling.
"Mr. Strider, it seems that you have no way to continue." Quirrell used magic to deal with the small pits, glass shards and dead bodies on the ground, "Come here today, rest for a while, and you can go back."
"Ok!"
"Professor Quirrell..."
(End of this chapter)
"Master, I...I don't understand..."
"You don't need to understand! All you have to do is find a way to get past that bloody beast as soon as possible!"
"Okay, master..."
……
Leaving the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, Ike broke out in a cold sweat, his feet felt soft, and he almost staggered and fell.He managed to reach the eighth floor, and just slumped on the sofa as soon as he entered the Room of Requirement.
"It's scary!"
Ike was afraid for a while, although he had already made psychological preparations, but when the Dark Lord took over the topic in the second half, he was still almost unable to resist.Finally, looking at Quirrell, Ike only felt that those eyes had magical power, which made people fall involuntarily.
"Using Legilimency on a studious little wizard! You don't even want to lose your face!"
After taking several deep breaths in succession, Ike calmed down a little. For the first time, Ike felt that the waste notepad system was still useful.
Occlumency, customized version, non-upgradeable
(Your darkest secrets won't be known if you don't tell them, for the rest it's up to you)
Occlumency Teacher
(The fog protects your brain and hides your darkest secrets)
As Ike expected, the title and skills presented by the system can prevent Voldemort from knowing Ike's secrets that cannot be known to others. He can only perceive Ike's strong desire for black magic.
And this, is true.
For a long time, Ike learned the spells by practicing according to the description in the book.
Some simple ones are fine, after you understand it, you only need to try it once or twice to succeed. Ike has learned enough of such simple magic, and coupled with the messy operation of the waste notepad system, Ike doesn't dare to do it like before Practicing the spell.
However, the learning of magic spells cannot be stopped. It is not difficult to understand the choice of black magic that takes longer to learn and is more difficult.
After learning the Disillusionment Charm, as long as you avoid some troublemakers, the restricted area is actually defenseless for Ike.Even if you only selectively select some theoretical books, you will still inevitably come into contact with a lot of knowledge about black magic.
This dangerous, difficult to control but extremely powerful magic naturally aroused Ike's interest.
However, practicing the dark arts at Hogwarts is undoubtedly dangerous, and no professor would instruct a first-year wizard about black arts.In this case, Quirrell's value is reflected.
As an excellent graduate of Ravenclaw, a former professor of Muggle studies, the new temporary Horcrux of the Dark Lord, and the current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Quirrell's magic level must be good. With the existence of the Dark Lord, the level of dark magic must not be high. Low.
With Ike's outstanding performance on weekdays, and his strong yearning for power and black magic revealed in front of Quirrell, it will naturally attract the attention of the Dark Lord.
The fact is also true, under Ike's performance, Quirrell has promised to teach Ike black magic.
Ike knew very well that this must have been ordered by the Dark Lord. Voldemort disagreed, and he didn't dare to nod even if Quirrell had the guts!
Soon it was Saturday, at seven o'clock in the evening, Ike knocked on the door of Quirrell's office on time.
After getting the response, Ike pushed the door open, bowed slightly to Quirrell, and waited quietly for the teaching to start.
The smell in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office was much weaker. If you didn't sniff carefully, you could hardly smell it.The office has also been rearranged, leaving an open space that takes up half of the room.
Quirrell waved his wand, a box opened, and three glass bottles containing spiders flew out and stopped in front of Ike.
"Now, Mr. Strider, please take out a spider, and cast the Death Curse on him."
"Death curse?" Ike looked surprised, with some hesitation in his tone, "Is...isn't it too difficult?"
"Difficult?" Quirrell laughed, "In fact, the reason why the death curse is included in the three unforgivable curses is not only because of its instant death and no counter-curse or cure, but also because it is a part of black magic. simplest."
"As long as you say the spell with a strong determination to kill the other party, the spell will succeed."
"Remember, the mantra is for Avada to eat a big melon. When you recite the mantra, you must shout it loudly and full of killing intent!"
Quirrell looked at Ike expectantly, and Ike slowly took out a spider from the glass bottle.It was only when I got it in my hand that I realized that these spiders had been treated by Quirrell. Although they were still alive, they couldn't move, and they were living fixed targets.
Putting the spider on the ground, Ike retreated to Quirrell's side, and turned to look at Quirrell hesitantly.Quirrell smiled, his eyes full of encouragement.
Ike tightened the wand in his hand, pointed at the spider on the ground, and did not move for a long time.After a while, he took a deep breath, and according to Quirrell, shouted loudly and full of killing intent:
"Avada eats a big melon!"
A green light flashed, and the spider fell over, lifeless.
Ike's hand holding the wand was trembling, and he couldn't bear to look at the "Death Curse Lv1 has been achieved" that flashed in front of him. He closed his eyes tightly, and it took a long time before he recovered.
The Death Curse deserves its evil and cruel name, and it has a great influence on wizards.At the moment when the spell was successful, Ike only felt that his heart was inexplicably full of tyranny, and he had an urge to rush out to Avada. Fortunately, with the experience and lessons from the last time he almost lost control, Ike suppressed the thoughts in his heart , looked at Quirrell with a pair of eyes that were suddenly bloodshot, and an awkward smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Professor Quirrell, this... this..."
"This is the death curse, Mr. Strider." Quirrell's tone was very flat, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing.
"The simplest and deadliest spell in black art. It is not complicated, even simpler than the Disarming Charm."
"Just a green light flashed, and a life disappeared." Quirrell was intoxicated, "How wonderful!"
"What do you think, Mr. Strider?"
Ike looked at the dead spider, then at the little things crawling around like crazy in the other two bottles, and murmured, "Yeah, what a wonderful magic..."
Quirrell nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "Now, continue to use the death curse, this time let the curse break the bottle and kill the spider inside!"
"Remember! To do this, you also need to have the belief to destroy everything in front of you!"
Ike nodded slightly upon hearing this, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Avada eats a big melon!"
"Avada eats a big melon!"
Two green lights flashed one after another, and the glass bottle shattered in response. Two dead spiders flew out with the broken glass bottle, hitting the wall before falling.
"Very good! Very good!" Quirrell applauded Ike, and Ike's performance exceeded his imagination.Being able to make the death curse have the effects of repelling, destroying, and shattering shows that Ike's foundation is very solid, and he has a certain degree of control over magic power.
Although this level of death curse can only have an effect on bugs or small animals, it does not necessarily have an instant death effect on people, but it is limited by the magic power of the little wizard.
After using the Death Curse to such an effect only three times, Quirrell, or Voldemort, was more and more satisfied with Ike's talent.
He took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to Ike. Quirrell straightened his robe a little and said, "Mr. Strider, you are the most gifted little wizard I have ever seen. I don't think anyone can do it at your age. to these."
Pointing to a box in the corner, Quirrell's tone became serious.
"I put ten hares in that box, and they won't be as easy to deal with as spiders."
"The next thing you have to do is to release all the ten rabbits, and then use the death curse to kill them one by one!"
Ike took a deep breath, ate the chocolate, and calmed down for a while before waving the wand in his hand to open the box, and then released the rabbit with the levitating spell.
Sure enough, as Ike thought, these rabbits have also undergone special treatment. As soon as they landed, they ran around, and the speed was obviously much faster than ordinary rabbits.
"Avada eats a big melon!"
"Avada eats a big melon!"
"Avada eats a big melon!"
Ike waved his wand, and streaks of green light hit the fleeing rabbits, some of them were hit, and some just made a small hole in the floor.
But for the ten rabbits, Ike shouted nearly twenty times of spells before killing these cuties running around, but sweat was dripping on his forehead, and the tyranny in his heart could hardly be suppressed, and his whole body kept moving. trembling.
"Mr. Strider, it seems that you have no way to continue." Quirrell used magic to deal with the small pits, glass shards and dead bodies on the ground, "Come here today, rest for a while, and you can go back."
"Ok!"
"Professor Quirrell..."
(End of this chapter)
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