Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 70 The Origin of “Sin”
"Ah!"

Quirrell sneezed.

However, he quickly covered his mouth, fearing that he would be punished if he woke up the sleeping owner behind his head.

"No, you must not go to Hogsmeade in the middle of the night again."

he thought to himself.

"The humidity in that place is too heavy. I have to drink something to drain the moisture out of my body."

However, before Quirrell could recall what magic potion could dehumidify him, a loud cry that sounded like he was getting out of bed suddenly exploded in his mind.

"Idiot! Don't think too much in the morning, your thoughts are disturbing me!"

"Lord, Lord, Master!" Quirrell was so frightened that he stuttered and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't..."

"Go get that leather whip!" Voldemort ordered him, "If it helps to remove moisture, why should I ask you to prepare it?"

Quirrell complied with Voldemort's instructions with a grimace, and took down the whip from the coat rack next to the bed. The swamp-digger teeth and the feathers of the swamp bird on it were all glued on by Quirrell himself using magic spells. of.

"Don't forget to recite the spell I taught you!"

Voldemort reminded angrily.

Several times, because he couldn't stand the pain caused by the whipping, Quirrell forgot to recite the incantation when he spanked himself.

Don't think wrongly!

This act of beating oneself with a whip is not Voldemort's perverted game of playing Quirrell, but a small form of ritual magic.

Using a whip with swamp digger teeth and witch bird feathers stuck on it, combined with a spell that Voldemort modified from the "Transfiguration Torture Curse" when he was young, and then using this whip for regular whipping, the whipped person can be fully strengthened. All physical qualities!

Just as a Muggle blacksmith hammers steel, through this ritual magic a wizard can hammer his own body.

This method was learned by Voldemort from a magic book called "The Pink Book" when he was in school - don't ask whether Tom would have read this kind of book back then, it's just that opening the book is beneficial...

The original copy of this book was hidden in a magic house in Japan, and Voldemort only read some fragments of the original leaked volume. It is said that Japanese wizards often use this method to train Quidditch players in order to improve their advantages in physical confrontation.

Now, Voldemort didn't ask Quirrell to do this because he wanted to force someone to lock up a man.

He is now possessed by Quirrell, and his remnant soul needs to draw nutrients from the host, so Quirrell must have a good body.

In addition, Chilo also needs to supplement some nutritious meals every day. The reason why he slipped through the secret passage to Hogsmeade last night was because he wanted to find a smuggler named Mundungus to buy some magical animal blood.

Of course, the money Quirrell spent was all his savings. Every time he buys the blood of magical animals, his heart bleeds.

Snap, snap, snap——

The sound of whipping, mixed with the sound of long and difficult to pronounce curses (R and L are not distinguished), sounded in Professor Quirrell's office and bedroom.

However, what is a bit strange is that although Quirrell whipped his body very hard, the whip did not leave any scars on his body.

Kneeling on the ground, he whipped himself for a full 20 minutes, and then Quirrell got up from the ground, leaning on the edge of the bed with some exhaustion.

Throwing the whip on the bed, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor mechanically opened his bedside table and took out a bottle of nutritious meal he bought last night with his eyes blank.

Pulling out the cork, Quirrell raised his head and drank tons and tons of blood from a bottle of runes without even looking at it.

But at the end of the drink, he suddenly felt something sticking into his throat. He stopped swallowing, took his mouth away from the mouth of the bottle, and then wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

Ok?
Feeling that he touched something like a gummy candy, Quirrell quickly grabbed the thing and pulled it out of his mouth.

He took a closer look and realized that the foreign object he had just swallowed was a rat tail - what he had just poured into his mouth was rat tail juice!

yue~
Quirrell felt that he was about to turn into a fountain, but at this moment, Voldemort, as a "parasite", forced his host's mouth to shut tightly.

"Idiot! Just spit it out and waste it! What you just drank is indeed the blood of the rune snake. I can already feel it, it is having an effect!"

Voldemort said angrily: "That guy Mundungus didn't sell you fake products, he just used the used Potter shampoo bottles to contain the blood of rune snakes - the formula of this brand of shampoo contains... There’s a mouse tail.”

"If you want to blame, blame Harry Potter!"

From a certain point of view, Voldemort and Quirrell are really compatible with each other. Their character traits are that they will retaliate for their anger and will not miss any opportunity to give eye drops to the people they hate.

“If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have become so weak, and I wouldn’t have needed you to drink the blood of these magical animals to serve me.

Also, Potter's Magic Shampoo was invented by Harry Potter's grandfather, who added mouse tail to the original formula! "

"Haenrui~poenter~!"

Quirrell closed his mouth and let out an angry groan, and slammed the empty bottle in his hand to the ground, breaking it into a pile of pieces. The rat's tail bounced up and down, and finally rolled under Quirrell's bed. "Hey hey hey!"

Savoring Quirrell's anger, Voldemort laughed happily, feeling very satisfied with the results of his bewitchment.

"Very good, very energetic!"

“Keep this rage going!”

"Instead of reflecting on yourself, it's better to blame others!"

"Remember the rabbit hole theory I told you? Be that smart fox, scare your prey, make them overwhelmed, make them run around, make them tired, let them put themselves to death. Delivered to your door!”

"What are you waiting for? Why do you get up so late? You don't need to sleep for a long time in life, you will sleep forever after death! Get busy, Quirrell!"
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What exactly Horace and Dumbledore talked about from morning to afternoon was unknown to Bourne.

Anyway, he only knew that Weasley and Granger had left Hogwarts together before noon.

Mainly, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley wanted to escort Mr. and Mrs. Granger. Because the latter are all Muggles, and there may be any kind of passengers on the Knight Bus, and they may encounter some unfriendly wizards.

But Bourne's Grandpa Horace doesn't have to be so troublesome if he wants to go home: whether it's through the fireplace or apparating, as long as Dumbledore, the principal, opens some permissions, he can return in less than a second. Arrive at home.

So Horace was in no hurry.

Before leaving, he even called Bourne to visit the common room of Slytherin House.

Originally, young wizards from different colleges could not just go to the lounges of other colleges. However, after all, Horace has been the dean of Slytherin House for half a century and has some privileges that even the current Snake King does not have.

For example, when he easily opened the door to the underground lounge of Slytherin House after trying a password, the old dean directly called Fanet, the prefect of Slytherin.

"Pure blood?"

Horace criticized unceremoniously: "Only two words? It's shorter than Gryffindor's secret word, and it's especially easy to guess. This is simply an insult to the great Slytherin's wisdom!"

Fanet apologized profusely and immediately humbly asked Dean Slughorn for his suggestions for correction.

"Change it to 'I come from the quagmire.'" Horace directly gave his final opinion, not shying away from the presence of the little lion Bourne.

Because this secret phrase was the first thing Slytherin said when he met the other three founders of Hogwarts, Bloody Barrow, who happened to be passing by, floated out of the wall when he heard this.

"So it's you, Dean Slughorn, long time no see." Bloody Barrow said hello to Horace.

"Hello Sir Barrow, let me introduce to you, this is my grandson Burne Slughorn..."

Smiling, he "pulled" Barrow to chat for a while. After receiving the latter's assurance that "I will warn Peeves not to bully your grandson," Horace let go of this slightly sociophobic ghost.

Only then did Bourne understand the purpose of Horace bringing him to visit the Slytherin lounge - to worship the mountain - but this was indeed his grandfather's kindness. It was hard for him to say that Peeves had behaved well when he saw him now. The poltergeist was actually in the investigation stage.

I walked around in the Slytherin lounge for a while and took a look at the luxurious "Lake View Room" that was always praised by little snakes. Then I said hello to Malfoy and several of his classmates in preschool, and secretly looked at me. After scaring the Slytherin Quidditch team, Bourne and Horace walked out of the common room, which was mostly underwater.

"By the way, Bourne," before leaving Hogwarts, Horace suddenly asked something: "I saw Nanaville from the Longbottom family and Ron from the Weasley family today. Young wizards from wizarding families all have pets, do you have any pets you want to keep?"

Originally, Horace thought that Bourne would definitely be sorted into Slytherin House. Since his family knew his own affairs, the old dean knew clearly that there had been a very strange rule in Slytherin College since ancient times: except for snakes, other pets could not be kept.

And Bourne doesn't like keeping snakes.

Therefore, before school started, Horace did not prepare anything like a pet for his little wizard.

But who would have thought that Bourne would be assigned to Gryffindor? !
Most of the first-year wizards in that college came from young wizard families and brought their own pets. When it comes to educating and raising Bourne, how can Horace, who has always been a doting person, endure this?
If other people’s kids have it, my kid must have it too!

Therefore, he planned to give Bourne all the "pet pendants" as soon as he got back today.

"The magical animals under the name of the fairy Narlak were also sent to the UK a few days ago. I just paid the tax and transportation fees yesterday..."

Horace was talking about another inheritance from a certain goblin who "died of talking too much."

In the magical world, magical animals and plants are also considered assets, and they are all high-quality assets with a high rate of preservation of value.

However, because this kind of asset is more difficult to transfer than gold galleons, it took nearly two years for them to be specially transported from North America to Britain.

"...Tell me what kind of pet you want? Pick the rest, and I will send the ones that should be sent to the breeding farm to the breeding farm, and the ones that should be sent to the kitchen will be sent to the kitchen."

Bourne thought for a while and then replied: "The pet I want should ideally meet three requirements - loyalty, intelligence, and ease of maintenance. As for other aspects, it doesn't matter whether it looks good or not."

Horace made an "OK" gesture.

　Let me make a self-declaration first: I have already thought of a name for my pet. I didn’t think of that name at first, but... I couldn’t help it, hey!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)