Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil

In mid-air, Byrne, maneuvering his broom, slowly flew to the goalpost, a grin on his face, and complained to Ethel, "Ethel, don't deliberately hold back! I gave it my all to intercept Puni and to hit the wandering ball, and you, on the other hand, didn't put up a single fight against Puni's goal. That's so lame!"

Ethel gave a helpless wry smile, shrugged, and said resignedly, "I didn't hold back. You have no idea how fast that Quake was. At such a short distance, I didn't have time to react. Even if I wanted to fight back, I wouldn't have been able to! How about this, let's train a little longer. Everyone needs to focus and not let Byrne do everything alone. Also, get a feel for Puni's strength to prepare for the rest of the training!"

As Ethel finished speaking, the training camp continued, but it gradually turned into Puni's personal show.

No one could hinder Puni in the slightest.

With his amazing speed, Puni broke through the interception time and time again, made accurate passes time and time again, and even scored several more goals in a row.

Although this training camp did not achieve Ethel's original goal—failing to identify the weaknesses of other players and develop targeted training tasks—as Ethel said, after this training camp, all the players are full of confidence in Puni.

They witnessed Puni's strength firsthand and knew clearly that with Puni on the team, Ravenclaw's Quidditch team might actually be able to escape their perennial bottom-ranking fate and have a chance to win the championship!

The team members even secretly considered that if they couldn't find a better tactic when the official match started, they might as well just trust Puni.

If Puni is given enough opportunities, he might be able to score crucial points for the team single-handedly and lay the foundation for victory in the first half minute of the game, just like he did today!

Professor Flitwick, watching the spirited Puni in the air from the stands, never lost his smile, his hands unconsciously rubbing together in anticipation.

Professor McGonagall also dropped her serious expression, her eyes showing more admiration and a sense of relief that such a talented player had not been overlooked.

Wood continued writing on his tablet, looking somewhat serious. It seemed that Gryffindor would soon have an extremely formidable opponent in their Quidditch matches!

......

"Where is it?" Puni's voice echoed in the empty Room of Requirement.

His gaze swept over the mountain of clutter in front of him, and his brows furrowed tightly.

The room used to hide items was much larger than he had imagined. The corners were filled with dusty wooden boxes, abandoned magical artifacts, and mountains of ancient books. Finding Ravenclaw's crown in such a chaotic place would be extremely difficult.

Prior to this, Puni had been searching this room alone for a whole month.

For the past month, he would sneak here every night, searching from dawn till dusk, leaving no corner unchecked, but he still couldn't find the crown that carried the sacred power of Ravenclaw.

The repeated fruitless searches gradually made the originally composed Puni a little impatient. In the end, he humbled himself and decided to call on outside help.

"Morty! Come here quickly!"

However, the month-long search was not without its rewards.

Although she couldn't find the crown, Puni unexpectedly discovered many long-forgotten magic books while rummaging through the clutter.

Most of these books have yellowed covers and curled pages, indicating their antiquity. They contain a wealth of unique and unknown magical knowledge, much of which, due to its dangerous nature, should theoretically have been sent to the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts, where students are strictly prohibited from reading them.

Puni had long been familiar with the magical rules of this world—most magical items here follow a pattern: the longer they exist, the more concentrated the magical aura they absorb, and the easier it is for them to develop self-awareness, or even "become sentient."

Most of the ancient books he found have existed for over a hundred years, and many of them are almost developing their own consciousness and gradually "coming alive."

These books that are about to "come alive" all share a common danger—they can quietly absorb the soul power of their readers.

If an ordinary student happens to flip through these books, they can easily be attracted by the contents and become hopelessly addicted, neglecting to eat and sleep all day long, focusing all their attention on the books, and eventually having their soul power drained by the books, dying silently without leaving a trace.

But such danger posed no threat to Puni.

He is blessed with holy light, his soul power is far greater than that of ordinary wizards, and he also has a unique soul defense ability.

Those books that wanted to secretly absorb his soul power were undoubtedly overestimating themselves.

In fact, whenever a book tries to get close and release its soul-absorbing magic, Puni will immediately activate his holy light to absorb most of the book's own soul power. Then he will throw the book on the ground and kick it hard twice as punishment.

After several attempts, those books that were originally unruly and trying to cause trouble all became docile, lying obediently in the corner, no longer daring to easily release their magic power to absorb souls, and even less daring to approach Puni.

Puni looked at the docile books, a faint sneer curling at the corner of his mouth. "Don't you even know your own abilities? You dare to show off your skills in front of me?"

Of all the books found, Puni was most interested in the ancient texts related to wand studies.

These books contain many wand-making techniques that even Ollivander had never mastered, as well as the uses of various rare wand materials, which captivated Puni.

So every now and then he would stand still and start reading, which is why he wasted so much time.

This is one of the reasons why he directly contacted Merti.

"Why!"

Once I find Ravenclaw's crown and have some free time, I must study wand science thoroughly. When my skills are perfected, I'll make my own wands, and maybe even take over Ollivander's wand business completely.

"Young Master Puni!" A respectful voice rang out, and Morti's figure instantly appeared at the door of the Requirement Room. He bowed slightly, his expression respectful, and his clothes were neat and tidy, showing no signs of being disheveled despite his haste.

Merti is Puni's house-elf. According to the contract, no matter how far away he is, he will come immediately whenever Puni summons him.

Moreover, among all house-elves, Morty's magic is extremely powerful; he is efficient and never disappoints Puni.