Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 723
"Alright, it's about time. Let's go back." Voldemort stood up, ready to leave.

"Oh, okay, okay." Brireem nodded and began frantically tidying up his textbooks, notes, and the huge pile of wizarding cards scattered on the library table.

He followed Voldemort to the door, then turned to leave.

“Oh, right, Brireem,” Voldemort suddenly asked.

“What’s wrong, Brendan?” Brireem turned around.

"Do you know what dark magic is?" Voldemort asked casually.

“Dark magic?” Brireem replied with some doubt. “I know, right? Didn’t Mr. Tierra talk to us about it in his class? And Mr. Snape also told us about it. He said it’s a special form of magic, very powerful, so dangerous. It’s the type of magic that we absolutely cannot touch right now.”

“Yes, but this definition cannot fully encompass the essence of dark magic.” Voldemort looked at Brirem with a smile, a dangerous and cunning glint in his eyes. “The essence of dark magic is power. Power is always something that someone wants to control, and justice and evil depend only on who controls that power.”

“Yes, yes, that’s what Mr. Tierra said too!” Brirem nodded quickly. “Mr. Tierra also warned us that power is neither good nor bad, only the person using it.”

"Tierra said that?" Voldemort asked, somewhat taken aback.

“You’re a bit late. I arrived at the beginning of the school year. Mr. Tierra gave us a long speech at the opening ceremony,” Brireem explained.

“Haha, Mr. Tyella sounds quite clever and interesting,” Voldemort said with a sneer. “But you should know that dark magic is not ordinary magic. It involves many taboos and dangers, and if it is not mastered properly, it could have devastating consequences.” “Then… then what should we do?” Brirem asked nervously.

"Only through study and practice can one truly understand the nature and dangers of dark magic," Voldemort said mysteriously. "Of course, you can also choose not to come into contact with it."

Brireem listened to Voldemort's words, his heart filled with hesitation. He longed to learn about dark magic, but at the same time, he felt fear and unease, after all—

They could start learning dark magic in fourth grade, and he was already in second grade, so in about two years he would also be exposed to it. This filled Brireem with both anticipation and fear.

“This is a choice, Brireem. You must make your own decision.” Voldemort said, turning and leaving the library, leaving Brireem alone at the door to think.

"Dark magic is a taboo, a power that can tempt humanity. If you wish to learn it, you must remember that it can make you powerful, but it can also corrupt you. You must be prepared to bear the consequences," Voldemort said in a seductive voice.

“Yes, yes, I understand,” Brireem nodded frantically, feeling that he had grasped Voldemort’s meaning.

“Alright, we can go back now.” Voldemort turned and left, with Brirem following behind him.

As he walked out of the library, Brireem was still pondering Voldemort's words. He decided that from now on, he would seriously consider whether he wanted to get involved with dark magic, what the consequences would be if he did, and he resolved to study hard and improve himself every day.

(End of this chapter)