Hogwarts: I can inherit the legacy of the dead

Meka Anders observed the changes in his body and soon understood what was going on. This was something called 'magic will' taking effect.

"In the runes of the Transfiguration Spell, there is not only mental power, but also the residual magic will of Principal Black?"

He was surprised. This was an unexpected surprise. 'Magic will' is the residue after casting a spell. This kind of thing is colorless and invisible. It is hard to find. If it can be purified, it can be absorbed into the body and become the nutrient of the spell.

"The blood fetus is really a good thing." Meka knew that this was because the blood fetus played a filtering role, sucking out the 'magic will' in the runes as impurities, making the magic will visible and storing it again.

What's more, the blood fetus can just absorb blood as energy to purify the magic will, making it harmless and safe for people to absorb.

Meka didn't expect that he originally thought that the spell was too slow to improve and lacked the means of direct confrontation, but he didn't expect to be sent a sleepy pillow.

But his face soon fell. This required the blood of magical animals to charge, so how much blood would it cost? How much will it cost to buy blood?

"It looks like we're going to go bankrupt."

Meka was both happy and worried. He couldn't wait to be rated as a 'magic apprentice' so that he could make potions in large quantities and make a lot of money.

It's not that he hadn't thought about the three-headed dog, but drawing blood from the three-headed dog can only be done occasionally. If you draw too much blood from the three-headed dog, the three-headed dog will wake up even if it falls asleep, right? What's more, this three-headed dog is an 'asset' of Hogwarts. If it is damaged by blood, someone will definitely come to the door.

"I don't know if there is any information from Professor Snape. When will the rating assessment start?"

Meka thought about buying a large amount of magical animal blood next, and couldn't help missing Snape.

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When Meka found the Weasley twins again, the two were fighting because of the uneven distribution, from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed, but a closer look showed that the two were tickling each other.

Meka wanted to laugh, so he coughed and attracted the attention of the two.

George pulled his clothes that were revealing and got up from the ground. He snorted coldly:

"Fred, I'll let you go this time."

"Me too." Fred also turned his head away, disdainful.

But when he turned his head to look at Meka, he looked like he saw the God of Wealth. He said happily:

"How is the quality of the blood of the magical animals I just bought? Is it very good?"

"I bought it." George emphasized.

Fred didn't even look at him and asked: "Meka, do you want blood this time?"

Meka smiled and nodded: "I only want the goblin's, not the other two."

"How much do you want?" Fred smiled: "I'm not bragging, I can find you as much as you want."

"What does it have to do with you? I bought it." George refuted, and said to Meka enthusiastically: "Meka, how much do you want, I will send it to you tomorrow."

"I may want a little too much." Meka thought: "How much can you find in a short time?"

Fred didn't say anything this time. He looked at George and waited for him to speak.

"You want a lot? It's good to have a lot." George's eyes lit up, "I can find you 20 ounces today, is it enough?"

Meka thought that the one ounce of goblin blood in the morning was quickly consumed and did not improve the spell much, so he shook his head:

"Not enough, but take as much as you can first."

He thought about it and continued: "The rest of the blood, one ounce at a time, do the test first, and if it can be purchased together."

George quickly agreed, he thought about making a lot of money, and he was overjoyed.

Fred was also happy, but he had doubts: "Meka, you buy so much blood of magical animals, what are you going to do?"

"Making potions." Meka responded casually: "You know, practicing potions consumes a lot of materials..."

"Then why only buy blood..." Fred was about to further express his doubts.

George slapped him into the corner and scolded him: "Just provide what the customer wants, why ask so many questions? Do you want to be a potion master?"

Meka was amused, these are two funny people.

After a few people chatted for a while, George ran first and brought some blood, saying that the rest would be delivered tomorrow, and more would have to wait, maybe some every day.

After Maika finished eating snacks, he took away a dark bag with satisfaction, which was full of blood of magical animals.

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In the following days, Maika spent the rest of his time on improving his spell level except for eating, sleeping and attending classes.

He spent a lot of money, almost draining his pockets, and the improvement he got was also huge, which was simply unimaginable to ordinary people.

Feeling that his proficiency was improving at a "rocket-like" speed every day, Maika felt that the happiness was indescribable to others. He could feel this happiness until his "magic will" was exhausted.

But staying in the dormitory all the time was not good. Maika had to quietly experience the knowledge and spell experience he suddenly gained, which inevitably made him mentally exhausted.

So Maika came out of the dormitory and wanted to go outside to see the sun, relax in the library, and see if Hermione had found the origin of the stone.

When passing by Professor Snape's office, Meka peeked in. He still hadn't gotten the specific time for the "magic apprentice" rating assessment.

Unexpectedly, when he peeked in, a voice came from inside.

"Come in, Anders." Professor Snape saw him.

Meka pushed the door open and walked in. Professor Snape was drinking coffee. He politely asked Meka to have a cup as well.

Meka was not polite and took the opportunity to get a cup of coffee with a cloud-like texture. It tasted good. Some special magic ingredients were added.

"Really good." Meka drank a few sips and couldn't help but praise, "Professor, you have really good taste."

Professor Snape smiled: "You came here to ask about the rating assessment?"

Meka nodded and responded: "Yes, I have been waiting for the rating assessment, but I don't know if the specific time is out?"

Professor Snape took out a relevant document and handed it to Meka. He said:

"The reply from the Magic Potion Guild arrived last night, and I just received it."

"The time is set for November 3, which is the third day after Halloween."

Meka nodded. He also saw it from the document.

"Do I need to make any preparations?" Meka asked. He didn't want any accidents to happen that day, otherwise his pockets would be empty and he would be completely in trouble.

"Still the same ones." Professor Snape said, "Just master the methods of making potions in the book I gave you and keep a high success rate. I believe you can do it."

Meka was also confident in this. His talent for potions combined with his sense of vitality made him invincible. He was simply a natural potion master.

Professor Snape thought and added, "There may be a few people coming from outside to take the test with you. You must remain calm and composed as usual and don't be affected."

"I will." Meka replied.

"That's all. Go and do your thing. Don't fall behind in potion practice..." Snape said halfway, and suddenly his voice became cold: "Who is outside?"

A figure hurried away from the window, as if passing by.

...

"On the third day after Halloween, the people from the Potions Guild will come."

Professor Quirrell walked hurriedly. He hadn't received the document yet. He just passed by Snape and happened to hear it.

He looked unhappy and felt urgent. The plan had to be advanced.

"If I can get the stone before the Potion Guild arrives, everything will be fine. It doesn't matter whether they come or not. I can leave at any time."

"But I'm afraid of encountering the same accidents as before. I always feel unlucky recently. There are people who are against me everywhere..."

Professor Quirrell was depressed. He felt that everything was not going well. He had to leave a backup plan for himself.

"Why don't we get rid of the people who will attract the Potion Guild?"

His expression turned cold. With this idea, the people from the Potion Guild would not come, which could save a lot of trouble.

Professor Quirrell came to a secret place with urgency and released the mountain giant monster bought from the traveling merchant.

Looking at the tall, imposing and ferocious monster in front of him, he let out a beast-like roar and smiled:

"Fortunately, I changed my mind for a while and did not go to the forbidden forest to capture the giant monster. Instead, I asked the traveling merchant to find a higher quality one."

"This giant monster is obviously different from ordinary giant monsters. With it, the plan will go much more smoothly."

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