Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

After successfully casting the Patronus Charm, Alvin was in a good mood and went back to the dormitory humming a little song. Today was so exciting!

But it would be nice if I didn't see some annoying guy.

"Hello Alvin! I've heard everything about you. Don't use violence next time. If you are interested, you can come to me and I will teach you how to defeat your opponent with a smile."

Lockhart was wearing an orange dress and holding a small mirror in his hand. He practiced smiling in the mirror as he walked.

Ivan was very unlucky and ran into this unlucky thing on the way back to his dormitory.

"Thank you, Professor, but I don't have your charming smile, so I won't bother you." Ivan said this, but the villain in his heart was really hitting a big wall! He felt that his conscience was being condemned by these words.

"Ahahaha! Do you still have a good understanding of reality? But don't be discouraged. Everyone has their own advantages. Even if your appearance is not as good as mine, you know a lot of delicious food!

I heard that those new meals were all brought by you, so work hard to move forward. One day you will catch up with me, but it will be very difficult, hahahaha~"

Lockhart held up a small mirror and walked away, leaving Alvin alone and messy with an expressionless face.

"Is he praising me? How could he be so praising? He's still catching up with you! Aren't you afraid that I'll catch up with you just to give you a knife?"

Alvin stood there blankly and muttered to himself, using all his strength to suppress the thought of taking out the three-pointed thorn from his wallet.

"No, no! It's barely bigger than the Ministry of Magic now, and there are no kitchen elves in Azkaban. It's not worth it!"

Ai Wen kept trying to persuade himself not to be impulsive.

"Hey kid, actually I think you could sneakily kick his ass."

"Huh? Who's talking?" Ivan looked around in confusion.

"Look at the wall, here I am!" It turned out to be a portrait on the wall.

"Uh... what are you doing?" Ivan scratched his head in confusion.

"Don't be surprised. We haven't gotten used to him for a long time. If I could get out of the picture frame, I would kick his ass hard."

In the portrait, an old man clenches his fists angrily, and the portraits next to him are all echoing him. It seems that these portraits really have complaints but have nowhere to vent!

"Okay, okay, everyone, let me find an opportunity. After all, he has the title of professor." Ivan quickly comforted the group of portraits that were about to burst out of the photo frame.

"Okay kid, you have to pay attention to safety and don't let yourself be punished. If you really don't have a chance, forget it."

Oh my gosh, these portraits still remind me that I have to be careful not to be punished. Seriously, I cry~

After saying goodbye to the portraits, Alvin returned to the dormitory. It was still early to turn off the lights and go to bed, so he stayed in the bedroom without going out.

The students at Badger Academy are also used to Ivan studying alone except for eating, and does not discuss wizard Quidditch with them.

The food alone is enough for them to highly recognize Aiwen.

"Come on, let me see what's going on!" Ivan took out the old diary and blew away the magic powder on it with a wave of his wand.

At this time, Voldemort in the diary suddenly felt that the isolation outside had disappeared, and this remnant soul suddenly became energetic.

I don't know what happened some time ago. Although no one was using the diary and he couldn't check the outside world, he felt as if there was a net trapping him!

This made him panic. Could it be that the secret of the Horcrux had been exposed! Just after he spent a few days in anxiety, he found that nothing happened, and the network actually disappeared today. This made him feel that something was wrong, and he became alert.

"I picked up an old diary today. There was a layer of strange stuff covering it. I thought it was some senior's study notes, but when I opened it, I saw nothing. I was so happy for nothing~ Forget it, just use it as a diary. Yes, I picked it up anyway."

Ivan pretended to know nothing and wrote a string of English in the notebook. He knew that the soul of Voldemort in it must have sensed something was wrong. This guy had been a ghost since he was a child, so he had to fool him first.

After seeing what Ivan wrote, Voldemort breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a young wizard, which meant that something that could trap the Horcrux accidentally stuck to the diary.

Judging from the magic power transmitted through the ink, it is impossible for a young wizard of this age to master such advanced magic. Even he could not do it back then. Voldemort was still very confident in his talent.

"Hello, my name is Tom Riddle." The ink writing was absorbed, and Voldemort's greeting appeared.

Suddenly, Alvin felt a bit of bad taste!

"You'd better pray that you can learn Legilimency." Ivan muttered in his heart, and then the smile on his lips became a little unrestrained. (?乛?乛?)

"Hello, my name is Alvin, and what the hell are you! Are you trapped in the diary? Do you want me to help you burn the diary and rescue you?"

"Uh... No, thank you." This little wizard's brain circuit seems to be a little different? Normally, shouldn't I be asked how I can let my diary speak for itself?

"You're welcome, I'll come to rescue you right away! Helping others is a basic virtue. If you feel bad about it, just give me money when you get out."

Voldemort was suddenly speechless.

"No, I'm not trapped. This is just a memory magic of mine. Do you want to learn it?"

"No, it's useless. I'm not interested."

Voldemort's soul gritted his teeth. Even if you are not interested, you can't be so straightforward. At least be more tactful. Do you think anyone can talk like this? (?°?д°?)

"Then I can tell you whatever you want to know, and I can answer many of your questions."

"So how much money do you have in Gringotts?"

Voldemort: (╬￣ Pan￣)

"I don't remember, and I'm just a creature of memory magic. Can we not talk about money?"

"Tch~ I'm not related to you. How can I talk about feelings with you without talking about money? It's funny~"

Voldemort: I really want to drain this kid's life force away! (?д?╬)

"Then is there anything you don't understand about magic? I can answer it for you. I was also an excellent student in school."

"Okay, can you alchemy?" Ivan asked.

"of course."

"Then can you make the Philosopher's Stone?"

"will not!"

"Then what do I need you for? I'd better burn you." s(?｀ヘ′?;)ゞ

Voldemort: Me~ (?°? Dis°?)

"That's the Philosopher's Stone. No one can do it except Nicoléme. Can you ask some more normal questions? Like magic spells or something."

At the moment, he is just a remnant soul, he must endure it, he must endure it!

After playing for a while, Alvin felt that enough was enough and it was time to stop. It would be bad if he got annoyed and ignored him.

"So, Tom, do you know the dark arts?"

Seeing this question that suited his mood, Voldemort finally smiled.

"Of course!"

"Okay, you know everything. I want to learn the most powerful black magic! One that can subdue anyone instantly." Ivan felt that what he said was obvious enough. He wants to learn to eat a big melon~

"No problem, have you heard of the Unforgivable Curse!"

"never heard of that."

"The Unforgivable Curses are the three most evil and cruel forms of black magic, each of which is not tolerated by wizards."

"why."

"One of them is the soul-stealing curse. When used on someone, it will cause the other person to lose their mind and do exactly what the caster intended."

"Well, that's interesting."

"The second is the Cruciatus Curse. The person hit by the Cruciatus Curse will feel piercing pain all over the body. The heart-piercing pain will make the person who is casted miserable. If the curse is not stopped, the person being casted will be tortured to the point of madness or even die. !”

"Good guy, it's not easy~"

"The third is the Death Curse, which is the most cruel spell among the Unforgivable Curses. If the user hits the target after chanting the curse, it can kill the person immediately, with no possibility of survival."

"Oh~ It's so awesome!"

"And I am very knowledgeable in these three types of magic!"

"Well, then you're pretty awesome."

Voldemort's remnant soul is a little messy in the diary. This conversation seems normal, but why does he feel something is wrong?

"So, can you teach me? I'm not afraid, I want to learn." Seeing that this guy hadn't moved for a long time, Ivan was afraid that he would fall asleep, so he quickly urged him.

"Okay, since you are not afraid, then I will teach you. I can see that you are also a person who pursues power. If I were! I think you can't tolerate those who pursue power..." Voldemort wanted to express that his power is supreme and that power should not be used. The theory of bound freedom was ruthlessly interrupted by Alvin.

"Can you hurry up? What nonsense are you talking about? You are so verbose~" (﹁"﹁)

Voldemort: "Okay! I will teach you now!" (o#゜ qu゜)o