Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 22: Talent! And Gift!

Ian felt like a balloon.

Filled with a lot of things that don't belong to you.

"I'm not clean anymore!"

The murderous intent, as surging as the ocean, surged in Ian's little head. His rationality was almost completely suppressed. The boundless murderous intent was like a flood that urgently needed an outlet to vent.

Perhaps it was teacher Mara who was guiding me.

It may also be the instinct of living things.

After hearing Teacher Mara's teachings in Ian's ears, he recited the spell without any hesitation.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Almost a roar.

Ian never thought that he would release the Killing Curse under such circumstances.

Accompanied by the resonance of the spell.

Magic power and murderous intent gathered and blended in Ian's body, flowing to his fingertips and pouring into the unknown magic wand. The green light almost completely illuminated the entire castle.

It's like a meteorite shining.

Brilliant.

Powerful.

It's a pity that there was no living creature or soul where Ian pointed his wand, only an old, slightly mottled, blue-gray wall.

This is a spell that only works on living things, so it naturally won't damage the texture of the wall. However, even so, the green light is spread all over the wall like a spider web.

It flashed for a long time.

This gradually dissipated.

When the murderous intent instilled in him by Teacher Mara was released, Ian regained his sanity. Beside him, the witch seemed very satisfied with the effect.

"It seems that your stupidity is limited to some aspects. At least when it comes to magic, you have a better talent than many people." The witch did not hesitate to praise.

"Oh my God!"

Ian looked at the green light on the wall that was gradually disappearing, and couldn't imagine that this was the spell he had cast.

he.

An eleven-year-old wizard.

They have not yet entered Hogwarts to study.

How can one be so virtuous?

Such an evil and terrible curse was actually released!

The killing curse!

The first of the three unforgivable curses! The curse that many people turn pale at the mention of!

Did I learn it so easily? There are born kings, princes, generals and ministers in this world, but could there really be born prisoners of Azkaban?

Of course Ian knew that the biggest reason why his Killing Curse was so powerful was the murderous intent instilled in him by Teacher Mara. Everyone knew that the power of this spell was closely related to the murderous intent.

however.

Even if there is such a reason.

This doesn't change the fact that he did learn the Killing Curse.

Name: Ian Prince

Occupation: Blood Warlock

Magic: Level 4

Skill: [Lighting Spell (Level 1): 76/100]

[Floating Spell (Level 1): 11/100]

[Killing Curse (Level 1): 7/100]

……

The panels don’t lie.

Just by casting a spell with the guidance and help of Teacher Mara, Ian actually mastered the first-level Killing Curse and even reached seven points of proficiency!
What does level one represent!
This means that even if he no longer has help from his teacher, he can still cast the most basic killing curse. His many insights into this curse have also become knowledge in his mind!

"Unforgivable Curse, Teacher Mara, you call this simpler magic?" Ian was still immersed in horror and brain freeze, and he was not very surprised to have learned a new magic.

"In my time, there was no definition like yours." The witch walked to the wall and stroked it gently, and the remaining green and some cracks disappeared completely.

"When out and about, wizards who don't even know how to cast a killing curse are usually lambs to be slaughtered." Her explanation was unexpected and hard to refute. In Ian's opinion.

Teacher Mara's characters are all wizards before the Middle Ages.

For wizards of that era.

It seems like learning some killing curses before going out makes some sense... right?
“Remember how you felt today.”

The witch turned and gave Ian instructions.

"This magic requires a strong killing intent. Although you don't look like a good person when you grow up, it's not easy for a wizard of your age to have a strong killing intent... I suggest you try hunting more animals, which can also help you accumulate killing intent to cast the spell."

"Of course, it's definitely not as good as killing someone, and it's not as good as having evil thoughts towards one's own kind. If you can kill someone with your own hands, perhaps you will truly master this magic."

The witch obviously didn't understand Ian's learning progress. Her patient teaching seemed to be a bit bewitching.

really.

How could a wizard who could teach her apprentice the Killing Curse right away be a kind white witch?... Ian's previous premonition about this teacher was probably not wrong.

"Okay, I'll work part-time as an animal butcher..." Ian would certainly not accept the witch's last suggestion, as he was not Voldemort, who would do anything to gain power.

Moreover.

He had actually already learned the killing curse, so he didn't need to accumulate any murderous intent to enter the gate. But Ian felt that he shouldn't tell the witch about this.

It's not a hidden card.

Why bother considering these complicated issues in this hazy fantasy?
Except Ian.

No one has ever heard of anyone being able to communicate with the souls in the hazy fantasy world. Even if any secret is exposed in this place, it will not have any impact on Ian's life in this world.

The reason why he didn't want to tell the witch this shocking fact was simply because the witch's opinion of him was already bad enough, and he didn't want to deepen her opinion that "you are not a good person."

To know.

Even with the witch's special teaching method, a wizard who can learn the Killing Curse in one go can probably be considered to have some talent in the black magic, right?
Ok.

If Voldemort came, perhaps he would also call him an expert?
Looking at the seven points of proficiency on his panel, Ian hoped that he could make such rapid progress in learning other magic.

"Teacher Mara, can you teach me another magic? A magic that is slightly less dangerous..." Ian felt that the progress of the Killing Curse might just be a special accident.

"greedy."

The witch responded in a cold tone.

however.

The next moment he suddenly chuckled.

"However, greed for knowledge is not a bad thing, nor will it cause disgust." Obviously, Ian's "curiosity for knowledge" happened to be the kind that the witch admired very much.

just.

Facing Ian's delighted eyes.

The witch did not begin to teach. Instead, she smiled and reminded in a teasing tone.

"Are you sure you have enough time to learn a new spell?"

perhaps.

This teacher had some means to see how long Ian could stay in the hazy illusion. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Ian began to feel the blur around him.

"what!?"

Ian's silhouette began to fade slowly.

Everything around seemed to be fading away... When his soul was about to leave the pure land, Ian only vaguely saw the witch tearing off a corner of her dress.

She engraved some words on it and then placed it in Ian's hands.

"Just think of it as homework."

"Dear apprentice, please don't let me down..."

The illusion disappears.

Reality returns.

When Ian opened his eyes he looked at the clock.

The witch's expectant whisper seemed to still echo in my ears.

He sat up.

Raise your hand.

As he crossed the boundary between life and death, the fragments of the dress that carried ancient knowledge now lay quietly in his hands, gleaming silver under the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)