Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Fred muttered, "But the You-Know-Who is going to kill him! To ensure safety, do we have to let Harry leave the team?"

"Wood will cry." George forced a smile. "He said Harry was the best Seeker he had ever seen - he pinned all his hopes of winning the championship on Harry."

"Oh, about that—"

Dumbledore crossed his arms and smiled as he said, "I don't think we should give up the joy of Quidditch just for covetous eyes in the dark. So, yes, Harry does not have to leave the team. I will ensure his safety."

After getting his assurance, the Gryffindors immediately felt relieved - in the hearts of the little lions, who could be more reliable than Dumbledore?

Several people were happily preparing to say goodbye, but before leaving, Ryan hesitated and stopped.

"Professor Dumbledore——"

"what?"

"There's one more thing—" Ryan stammered, hesitant.

"Go ahead, Mr. Carlo."

"Professor Quirrell..." Ryan mustered up his courage and looked up and asked, "What will happen to Professor Quirrell after you drive away the mysterious man?"

"—will he be okay?" Ryan asked.

Faced with this question, Dumbledore, who had always been calm, finally showed a change in expression.

He looked deeply into Ryan's eyes, which were slightly moist.

"I'm afraid not, kid."

Ryan's eyes widened.

"Voldemort did terrible things to him in order to possess him - very terrible things - and they formed an unholy symbiotic relationship. When Voldemort left, Quirrell would inevitably die."

Everyone fell silent.

For these eleven-year-old children, watching someone around them irreversibly die - even if it was a bad person - they began to feel sad in their hearts.

"Children, you sympathize with him and even want to save him. This is very noble of character."

Dumbledore lowered his eyes and said kindly but grimly -

"But when Quirrell sold his soul to Voldemort out of greed and ambition, this was already a foregone conclusion."

After leaving the principal's office, everyone felt mixed emotions.

"Dumbledore really knows everything," said Fred. "Did you see? He wasn't surprised at all."

"It's hard to imagine." Ryan said, "We are only in the first year, and we have to experience such things - war, mysterious people, death, I thought these things should be far away from us. And Professor Quirrell - well, I heard he used to be very good."

They stood in the corridor. Outside, it was covered with snow. Some little wizards were shouting and playing snowball fights in the yard. Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were among them.

"Dumbledore is right," said Hermione suddenly.

Wade was puzzled: "Huh?"

"Harry shouldn't be told the truth." Hermione looked at Harry with a pitying, motherly look in her eyes: "Otherwise, the heavy reality and hatred will overwhelm him."

"--Don't talk about this." Wade reminded: "Remember what Dumbledore said, we should try not to think about it, and don't look at that person... It's best to stay away from him."

Hermione nodded silently.

Michael looked at Vader, hesitant to speak. Vader looked at him questioningly, but he shook his head and said nothing.

After returning to the common room in the evening, Michael avoided everyone and whispered, "I thought you would resent Dumbledore - he knew everything, but let the students face danger - you almost died, Wade."

Chapter 44 The First Alchemical Work

Wade suddenly turned and looked at Michael.

Michael looked at him strangely: "--Didn't you ever think of questioning him about this?"

Vader: ...

It really doesn't.

The plot he knew had clouded his thinking to some extent - Wade knew from the beginning that Voldemort was behind Quirrell's head, and that no one had died in the past year. He had a sense of superiority as a "time traveler" and a "prophet", and even had a game-like mentality. When he suddenly discovered Voldemort's secret, he just thought it was all his own carelessness and didn't blame anyone else.

Under Michael's gaze, he carefully went over the whole thing from the beginning, including his own thoughts and Dumbledore's possible considerations, as well as the final outcomes of these people in the plot.

He found that he still would not question or resent Dumbledore.

"Why?" Michael asked in confusion, "He is the principal, he should protect our safety."

"Then what can I gain by questioning him?" Wade asked seriously, "See Dumbledore repent? Or let him apologize to me? What's the point? Will resenting Dumbledore for this keep us out of danger in the future?"

Michael was speechless.

"There's no point dwelling on what has already happened, Michael." Wade said at last: "It's even more foolish to yell at the only person who can protect us, to question him, to resist him - only when we are favored can we be fearless, and if we are not favored, we should not indulge in venting our emotions."

Michael was silent for a long time, and asked softly: "Don't you feel wronged?"

"No," Vader said. "If there's anything I've learned from this, it's that—"

“First, don’t put all your hopes on others.”

"Second, those who have power can do whatever they want."

"Third...when you can't beat someone, you have to endure it."

“That’s just the way the world is—it always has been.”

……

Wade was being very rational when he spoke to Michael, but in reality, he was not completely unaffected.

For several nights, when he woke up in the middle of the night, he seemed to dream of a flash of green light representing death, and sometimes of the hideous and cruel voice of a noseless bald monster.

In the second half of the night, Wade looked at the stars on the ceiling and couldn't fall asleep for a long time, so he simply got up and read a book.

He began to spend more time on study and alchemy.

In the last week before Christmas, Wade finally completed his first alchemical work.

On the pale yellow parchment, golden rays of light formed very complex and regular geometric figures. The inner and outer circles rotated slowly at different speeds, and the ancient magic runes flashed golden light alternately.

Wade clearly saw the trajectory of the magic flow and the way the spell worked. He could even vaguely feel which parts needed to be adjusted and which materials needed to be replaced.

After a while, he felt his eyes were dry, so he closed them and rested for a while. When he looked again, there was only an ordinary piece of parchment in front of him.

After completing his first alchemical work independently, Vader's eyes changed again, with new functions appearing -

After being able to see other people's real names and how to cast spells, Wade discovered that he could also see the magic drawings, the flow of magic power, the spells used, and the engraved magic runes in alchemical items.

But you need to concentrate and focus very carefully to "see" it. If your attention is distracted for a moment, that special vision will disappear.

This is a good thing, but Vader really wishes his gold finger could give him an instruction manual.

At first he thought he would be suitable to be an Auror in the future - Polyjuice Potion, human body transformation, nothing could be hidden from his eyes;

Later, he felt that he might be suitable to be a teacher. Each student could receive one-on-one targeted tutoring, and the excellence rate might not be 100%, but it should be at least 90%.

Now Vader felt that he might be a natural alchemist.

But if he had never been exposed to alchemy in his life, wouldn't he never discover that his eyes could see even more magical things?

During the tutoring session on Thursday, he handed in his work, which he had adjusted repeatedly, to Professor Murray.

"Oh, let me see... a piece of parchment?"

Professor Murray put on his glasses and stopped Wade from introducing the subject. He then slowly stroked the seemingly ordinary parchment with his slender fingers.

"Hmm... ordinary parchment with a little mercury, stone scale fish oil and mountain sage. They are not special materials." Professor Murray whispered the spell, shaking his fingers gently, checking the magic circuit on it: "Transformation spell, association spell, elimination spell... and concealment spell... very clever - a very clever idea -"

He looked at Vader with a surprised, sparkling look in his eyes and said, "I guess you have another piece of the same parchment in your hand, right?"

"Yes, Professor." Wade smiled and took out a self-bound book from his bag. "In fact, I still have a stack!"

Professor Murray smiled. He sat down and thought carefully for a while before writing a sentence on the paper in his hand:

"Extraordinary wisdom is mankind's greatest wealth."

The strong and powerful handwriting appeared on both pieces of parchment at the same time, with exactly the same content and position.

"It is as expected." Professor Murray checked again, "The structure of the magic circuit is very stable. Even I can't change it... It is almost not limited by distance, and information can be transmitted instantly--"

As he was speaking, he stood up and walked back and forth in the room several times, muttering something that no one could hear clearly, and his eyebrows seemed to be raised.

After a while, Professor Murray suddenly turned around, strode to Wade, stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, and said excitedly: "Kid! You know what? You will change the world! This is a great invention that can change the world! Merlin! It is more meaningful than all my inventions so far!"

"It's hard to believe that you're only eleven years old!"

"It's a piece of parchment, but it's more than just a piece of parchment! It will change the way all wizards communicate!"

"Why didn't anyone think of this before? It's so simple, and yet so great!"

Looking at Professor Murray's shining eyes and somewhat crazy attitude, Wade's heart began to beat violently. He forced himself not to retreat, his fingers slightly curled up, almost unable to resist reaching for his wand.

In an instant, countless precedents flashed through his mind - such as Song Zhiwen who "killed people for stealing poems", and Newton who suppressed and persecuted other scholars.

Wade's heart instantly became alert, as if he was back in that day - he heard Voldemort's voice through the wall.

Dumbledore's calm, pale blue eyes seemed to be staring back at him.

Wade secretly pinched a button-sized bean - this was a safety insurance he prepared for himself.

He tried to remain modest and calm, and said with a smile: "It's not my invention - I just borrowed the precedent of Muggle network communication. Without the professor's careful guidance, I would not be able to make it successfully."

Chapter 45: Book of Friends

Of course, Wade knew the significance of the "telephone". But he thought that since the Muggle world already had mobile phones and the Internet, the emergence of an instant communication device in the wizarding world was nothing to be surprised about.

Moreover, wizards already have tools such as two-way mirrors that can be used for "video calls". The advantage of parchment is just that it is cheaper, and the spells are simple and easy to understand. It can be said that wizards have already had the prerequisites for its creation hundreds of years ago, but for some reason, no one seems to have thought in this direction.

Wade kept a smile on his face, hoping that Professor Murray could understand what he meant - if you want the research results, you can discuss it, and the glory will be shared by everyone. Don't get angry on impulse, let alone take action.

Otherwise, he would have no choice but to fight back.

Wade didn't really believe that Hogwarts was absolutely safe with Dumbledore around, and the Obliviation Curse and the Imperius Curse were not very difficult.

But Professor Murray didn't seem to understand. He retorted without hesitation: "Why not? The American continent existed thousands of years ago, but Columbus, who discovered it, was also called a hero! Dumbledore discovered the twelve uses of dragon's blood. Didn't people study dragon's blood before? Of course not! Child, there is nothing shameful in standing on the shoulders of giants - the important thing is that you are the first person to invent it! Wait, I have two letters to write!"