Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Chapter 101 Pencil Case
Harry felt as if his heart was immersed in a cold lake, which slowly took away the warmth from his body. His stomach was contracting, his mouth was full of bitterness, and he even felt like vomiting.

"So... Quirrell is...is..."

"Voldemort." Wade reminded: "To be precise, he was possessed by Voldemort."

There was a sound of gasps in the room, and Michael said with a pale face, "Don't mention that name again, Wade."

Wade said helplessly: "If you are afraid of even a name, how did you resist trembling in front of Professor Quirrell?"

"How can that be the same?" Michael retorted: "Professor Quirrell is a coward, but that man...that man..."

Michael shuddered and closed his mouth silently, as if he was having difficulty breathing.

Wade looked at the others and saw that they all looked terrified, even Hermione seemed very scared.

——How amazing.

Vader thought.

—They even dare to confront that person, but not mention his name?

Harry didn't have such scruples. He said bluntly, "So Voldemort wanted to make a comeback, not only did he send two men to steal the Philosopher's Stone for him... he even came here in person..."

"Yes - sneaked in in the form of a pendant, hiding behind Quirrell's head." Wade said, "Surrounded by the smell of garlic all day long, and even had to endure some naughty students throwing snowballs in his face. Imagine, they thought they were attacking the timid Quirrell, but in fact they were ambushing... uh... the mysterious man's face..."

Taking into account the feelings of most people, Wade did not mention Voldemort directly. His words made everyone feel scared and funny, and even Harry couldn't help laughing.

"But..." Harry said in a dilemma: "Why didn't Dumbledore let you tell me? I mean, I also have the right to know the truth, right? Voldemort killed my parents!"

"Dumbledore is trying to protect you, Harry." Hermione explained: "He seems to be worried that after you know the truth, you will... seek revenge on the mysterious man, which is too dangerous."

Harry was a tolerant person. When he heard that the headmaster did this out of concern for him, his hidden anger gradually dissipated. But he still didn't understand: "Why not catch that guy now? When he is not prepared, everyone will act together. Can Quirrell and Voldemort still escape?"

"I guess - well, it's just a guess - combined with what Professor Dumbledore said..." Wade said, "Eleven years ago, that man was indeed dead, but for some reason, he was not completely dead. He was a bit like a ghost, unable to be trapped or killed. If we act rashly, we will probably only be able to save Quirrell, and Voldemort will still escape -"

"Don't say that name, Wade," Michael whispered.

"...Okay." Wade continued, "The mysterious man still has the ability to come back a second or third time... You never know when he will show up..."

Someone trembled silently.

"——It's like you know there's a poisonous snake in your home, but you don't know where it is, and it can come out of the shadows and bite you at any time... Compared to this situation, it's more reassuring to keep the poisonous snake under your nose, right?"

"But... isn't Dumbledore worried that Quirrell will really steal the Philosopher's Stone, and that Voldemort will regain his former power and even become immortal?" Harry asked again.

"--I told you not to mention that name." Michael muttered, and said, "Since Dumbledore knows everything, he must have set up a trap in the place where the Philosopher's Stone is protected, waiting for Quirrell to steal it! But that guy is too cautious, and he hasn't done anything for so long." "Maybe he also realized that this is a trap?" Ryan suddenly said, "But his desire for immortality makes him linger around the bait, reluctant to give up... Maybe he is also waiting for a foolproof opportunity..."

“What would be a perfect chance?” Theo asked.

"That must be -" Harry clenched his fists: "When Dumbledore left the school! Because Dumbledore is the only person he is afraid of!"

……

In the following days, the young wizards began to pay unprecedented attention to Dumbledore's itinerary. If they saw the white-bearded wizard while eating in the hall, they would be at ease for the rest of the day; if they didn't see him, they would immediately become nervous and try every means to ask the professors whether Dumbledore had gone out.

However, soon they had to devote most of their energy to another thing - exam week was coming.

For students, the horror of exams is, in a sense, equated with the Dark Lord, even for Hermione, who already has excellent grades.

Most Hogwarts exams are divided into two parts: written and practical. The written exam is held in a large classroom that can accommodate students of all grades, and a new quill with an anti-cheating spell must be used; the practical exams are varied, and the professors in charge set their own questions. For example, Professor McGonagall asked students to turn mice into exquisite snuff boxes.

For Wade, the content of all the exams was very simple, and the actual operation was more like a personal show. Judging from the satisfied smiles of the professors, he would definitely have a good transcript.

The last subject was History of Magic. Ever since Wade had sorted out his History of Magic scroll, he had spent very little time on this subject, and only memorized some knowledge points before the exam. After finishing the test, Wade confirmed that his accuracy was over 90%, which was enough for him.

Today was also Thursday, the day Professor Murray gave him an alchemy course. After the exam, the students cheered that they were finally free, and Wade said hello to Michael and walked towards the Astronomy Tower as usual.

Professor Murray was fiddling with a microscope. When he saw Wade come in, he exclaimed, "Look, how amazing it is - Muggles use this machine to observe all kinds of tiny structures of things, including tens of thousands of cells in the human body."

He enthusiastically taught Wade how to prepare slide specimens, how to adjust the light and focus. Wade did not mention that he had learned all of this before, and followed Professor Murray's steps to observe worm eggs and moth wing slices, and then talked about the recent progress of alchemy.

"I want you to see this—"

Wade said as he took out a box from his schoolbag. He then noticed that the friend book next to him was getting slightly warm. Wade paused for a moment, then closed his schoolbag and placed the blue-gray box, which was only the size of a pencil case, on the table.

Professor Murray's eyes lit up: "You succeeded so quickly?"

“Only a preliminary result has been achieved.”

Wade opened the box and saw a few feather pens and ordinary fountain pens inside. He could see the bottom at a glance, which seemed to be all. Then he closed the lid and tapped the magic wand. The pen box turned, expanded, extended, and stretched like the pages of a book...

After a moment, a wardrobe more than one meter tall stood in the middle of the room.

Videla opened the door and said with a smile, "Professor, perhaps you would like to go in and take a look?"

(End of this chapter)