Hogwarts: My Spell Infinite Derivation

Chapter 43 If I didn't even know I was going to make a move, then who would?

When Shire thought of this condition, the first thing that came to mind was the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts.

This ancient and magical creature, which has lived for a full thousand years, may not be certain whether it has some kind of knowledge transmission similar to dragon language or mermaid language, but the basilisk's death stare alone is of great value for speculation.

It can most likely be used as material for deducing the Killing Curse, saving a lot of points for deducing the Killing Curse.

If this logic continues, it might lead Ciel to directly deduce a ranged killing curse!

However, the basilisk can only make plans after entering Hogwarts; it's not something he can get his hands on right now.

Moreover, besides the Eternal Sun Curse, Shire doesn't really have any good methods against such large magical creatures.

Basic Polymorph is indeed not powerful enough against the basilisk.

Even considering the magic resistance of the basilisk's scales and skin, the laser spell might not be able to kill it quickly.

If the battle drags on, the risks become very high; the basilisk's venom and gaze are both extremely deadly.

Moreover, making too much noise might attract Dumbledore's attention.

Charles didn't want to take so many unexpected risks, so he needed to plan carefully before obtaining the basilisk's blood.

"However, besides the blood of the basilisk, there seems to be another option, even more suitable than the blood of the basilisk..."

"And the opportunity to acquire it is coming soon."

In Ciel's mind, the image of the fire dragon guarding the basement of Spirit Hall from the original story came to mind.

It was a Ukrainian Iron Belly. According to the original description, it was extremely large, and even its scales showed signs of aging, indicating that it was very old.

If you obtain its blood, there's a high probability that the Animagus will also gain the dragon language inheritance within its bloodline after transforming!

A strange light flashed across Charles's eyes.

He had always been eyeing Gringotts, planning to take advantage of the chaos caused by Quirrell and Voldemort's intrusion to make a fortune.

But after his huge success in Knockturn Alley, his idea faded somewhat.

But now, it seems that Gringotts is a place I have no choice but to go.

The dragon's blood was incredibly tempting to the Charles.

"However, in the original story, Quirrell and Voldemort seem to have entered Gringotts using methods such as the Imperius Curse, without causing too much of a commotion, and most likely did not fight the fire dragon."

"If that's the case, then it'll be a bit troublesome for me to get dragon blood."

Dragons' skin and scales can weaken spells, and Shar's methods are very effective against ordinary wizards, but apart from the Eternal Sun Curse, he wasn't really confident he could break through a fire dragon's defenses.

After all, he is only eleven years old, and magic is still a major weakness.

But precisely because of this, the allure of the magical Animagus is even greater for Ciel.

The magic of magical creatures is far greater than that of a little wizard.

In terms of absolute destructive power, unless Ciel uses the Eternal Sun Curse, his wizard form is no match for his magical Animagus state.

This makes Ciel even more determined to obtain the dragon blood beneath Gringotts, which will be his biggest trump card!

After a moment's thought, Charles murmured softly.

"It seems we really can't let Quirrell and Voldemort break in too easily this time."

"We need to make a big fuss and use Voldemort to get the dragon blood."

As for how to do it, Ciel already had an idea.

The next moment, he used the full Animagus transformation.

But this time, instead of transforming into an animal, it was like Tonks' Animagus disguise, changing his appearance and body shape, and becoming a completely different person.

It was a thin figure, pale-faced, with a hint of timidity in his expression. The most striking feature was that his head was wrapped in a large headscarf.

That's right, Ciel has transformed into Quirrell's appearance!

To make it even more realistic, Ciel even conjured up Voldemort's face on the back of Quirrell's head!

After doing all this, a smile appeared on Charles's lips.

He walked slowly through Diagon Alley late at night and came to the closed doors of Gringotts.

With a wave of the wand, a letter transformed into a paper airplane and flew towards Gringotts.

Then, without any delay, Ciel Apparated and disappeared.

The Apparition explosion shattered the silence of Gringotts at night, and the goblins who were still counting money inside rushed out hastily and warily.

The leader of the fairies saw the paper airplane on the ground, unfolded it, and saw the writing inside.

"I've heard that Gringotts holds countless treasures, and I've always longed to visit it. The moonlight is exceptionally bright these days, so I will come under the moon to retrieve the treasures from Gringotts."

"—The Master Thief of the Magical World"

Upon seeing the letter, the goblins of Gringotts all showed expressions of anger.

"Thief, despicable, arrogant thief!"

"He actually dared to openly provoke Gringotts, saying he was going to break into Gringotts and steal things?!"

The lead goblin looked toward the sentry post guarding Gringotts.

"Did you see who left this letter?"

The sentry hurriedly replied.

"It was too dark to see his face clearly, but I could tell he was wearing a large headscarf."

Upon hearing this, the leading fairies spoke coldly.

"Recently, we have upgraded the security measures for the underground vault to the highest level."

"And everyone, pay attention! If you see anyone wearing a large headscarf coming to Gringotts, they are very likely thieves scouting the place."

A fierce glint appeared in their eyes.

"Pretend you don't know anything, lure him into the underground vault, and then kill him."

"Provoking Gringotts? He must pay with his life!"

Meanwhile, in another room, Quirrell's eyes widened at Voldemort's command.

"Master, shall we raid Gringotts tomorrow?"

"Isn't this too rushed?"

"Voldemort said coldly."

Are you questioning my decision?

"Let me tell you, I've had enough of this life! That damned Dumbledore, I'm going to get back into my physical form and teach him a lesson!"

Then, considering that Quirrell was the only one available at the moment, Voldemort still offered him an explanation.

"Of course, it is indeed a bit rushed, but you have to understand, even you couldn't have imagined that I would be raiding Gringotts tomorrow, so how could anyone else know?"

"Great successes are often achieved in haste."

"The goblins of Gringotts will be completely unprepared tomorrow!"

Quirrell thought about it and agreed, quickly praising Voldemort's wisdom.

"As expected of our master, he truly has foresight. We're confident that tomorrow's operation will be a resounding success!"

"Once we get the Philosopher's Stone and our master regains his physical form, what will Dumbledore be?"

"And that wretched little wizard, Charles, will surely grovel at his master's feet too!"

(End of this chapter)