Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Chapter 39 I am Lucius Malfoy

Celica ran away.

Murphy rubbed the right side of his face.

I can’t afford to show off your pretentiousness!

He depressedly looked through a lot of research materials left by the other party. It has to be said that these guys have put a lot of thought into it. There are seventy or eighty various reference spells and countless manuscripts found. They piled up into a small mountain. It seemed that her previous statement that they had worked very hard might not be a lie.

But he has no patience anymore. On the one hand, Bai Xian's research is on the right track, and more and more Muggles are joining the institute. On the other hand, the new R\u0026D base will be almost completed in a month or two. By then, he wants to A series of potion research, including beauty potions, were moved there first.

The pressure to keep secrets was increasing, and Murphy was always worried about relying solely on those Muggle protocols.

However, in the end, he did not disband the secret curse research and development team.

Let them study it first, while he decided to find another way.

"Alex, the last time you said you saw a similar spell, it was in a book in Hogwarts?"

Alex nodded, "I have rarely read books related to magic since graduation. That should be something I read when I was in school."

But this guy also forgot the name of the book. Otherwise, as a Ravenclaw graduate, it would not be a big problem to write a letter to his dean, Professor Flitwick, to discuss the curse in a certain book.

But anyway, let’s write and ask first.

"Dear Professor Flitwick:

Long time greetings, hope everything is well with you. First of all, I should thank you for taking care of and encouraging me in school, and for providing great support in my gloomy life. You are a great educator. Whether it is imparting knowledge or guiding life, you have benefited me a lot.

Professor, you are the most powerful spell master I know, and now I happen to have a problem with spells. In order to deal with a certain situation, I need to find a spell that can ensure that the subject cannot tell a certain secret.

But with my current knowledge, I am still unable to create such a spell. I wonder if the professor knows such a spell, or can he provide a direction or idea for creating such a spell?

I look forward to hearing from you.

Once again, I would like to express my sincere respect and gratitude.

Your student: Murphy Duckholm. "

Within two days, Professor Flitwick's reply arrived.

"Dear Mr. Murphy:

I'm glad to receive your letter. Your praise for me is really undeserved, but to be honest, I'm still very happy.

I'm certainly not the greatest spell master, but I'm always happy to discuss any spell-related issues with my classmates.

I know quite a few spells for keeping secrets, but I have yet to see one that exactly matches the spell you describe. At the same time, based on my speculation and understanding, to achieve the effect you mentioned, it often needs to involve some fields of black magic.

In this regard, there are some books in the school's restricted book area that can provide some ideas, such as "Natasha's Evil Spell", "The Thorn Witch", "Byleth's Fatal Journey", etc., but these books are strictly prohibited from borrowing. , if you want a reference, you can apply after the semester starts.

Maybe then we can also arrange for you to give a dueling lesson to the juniors. You have always been extremely talented in this area.

Filius Flitwick. "

Murphy was silent as he read the reply. After school starts?

It's July now and school has just ended.

School won't start until September.

And, just apply.

Ever since the last time he met Dumbledore in the Wizengamot, the latter had probably been wary of him. If he were to engage in anything related to dark magic, it would be strange not to be suspected of being a dark wizard, and it would be strange if he could get approval!

Professor Flitwick said the dark arts may be involved...

Maybe this is why Celica and the others are making slow progress?

After all, ordinary wizards really know very little about black magic.

Even Murphy, a time traveler, doesn't know much about black magic except for spells such as Shen Feng Wu Ying that have been verified by the original work.

Are you recruiting a dark wizard?

But most of the dark wizards he knew were the Death Eaters in the original books. They were basically a bunch of crooked people, and they were extremely arrogant. It was a fantasy to want them to do research for him.

In the entire Harry Potter series, there seem to be only two or three black wizards, big cats and kittens.

And all of them together are not as good as half of Voldemort's toe.

Thinking of Voldemort, Murphy's heart suddenly moved.

There seems to be a Voldemort in my hand, ah no, it's Tom Riddle...'s diary.

This guy should know quite a lot about dark magic, and... he may have read the books that Professor Flitwick mentioned.

Maybe... we can get some information out of its mouth?

Murphy took out his notebook, hesitated for a moment, and finally called Alex.

When the latter saw Murphy, his face looked a little strange, "Mr. Parker, did my sister make you angry?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

Murphy felt a little guilty for no reason.

"She used to be very motivated, but today she keeps putting off going to work. Did she do something wrong? My sister has a bad personality. If she offended you, I apologize on her behalf. .”

"Well……"

After thinking about what happened before, it’s hard to say who was offended by whom.

"Well...it's just that the progress of the spell research is a bit slow, so I gave her a few words." Murphy said in a hurry, "By the way, I came to you today because I want you to do a favor."

Murphy pointed at the diary as he spoke, "This is a black magic item, a diary with its own thoughts. Write words on the diary, and you will get the answer from the diary. But if you use it for a long time, it will absorb the user's thoughts. The vitality is very dangerous. But, I want you to help me test its ability."

"This..." Alex was a little nervous, "It sounds dangerous..."

"Don't worry, as far as I know, unless you use it continuously for more than half a year, there shouldn't be much danger. At the same time, I will observe your condition, and if something goes wrong, we will terminate the test immediately. As for the reward, you will get it every time. Write a sentence in your diary and I will give you ten gold galleons."

"..."

Alex was speechless for a moment.

He wanted to say that this was so inhumane and that he didn't take his own safety seriously...

However, Murphy gave too much.

One sentence costs ten galleons. Just writing a few sentences in the diary every day is equivalent to one month's salary.

Alex's words of rejection came to his lips, but what came out of his mouth was, "Okay... when will it start?"

"Now!"

Murphy took out a pen and handed it to Alex, "You write, 'Hello, Diary, I am Lucius Malfoy'."