Hogwarts: From Little Wizard to White Lord

I think Lao Deng would be very grateful to him!

Originally, he planned to use Harry's sensitivity to Horcruxes to find the Ravenclaw Diadem, but unfortunately, it seemed that the time was not right now.

He could only work hard on his own and slowly check through the mountain of debris one by one.

The trio was so excited about the magic of the Room of Requirement that they decided to stay there for a few more days.

But the next day, the news that Harry had joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team spread throughout Hogwarts.

The team captain Wood was very upset. He repeatedly asked Harry and the team members to keep it a secret, hoping to use Harry as a secret weapon.

But Harry, who kept his mouth shut, turned around and told his friends.

The next day, Fred and George, two of the team members, jumped up and down and said to everyone:

"Harry is our Seeker, the House Cup is definitely ours this year!"

Wood sat in despair on the Quidditch pitch that night, wondering what he was going to do with so many loudmouths on his team.

Harry was miserable too; he had almost forgotten that his and Malfoy's detention was to last a week.

Compared with the subsequent confinement, dusting the trophy room was actually the easiest task - he was going to help Professor Snape process the medicinal herbs!

The trio's plans to explore the Room of Requirement have to be postponed.

After searching the Room of Requirement for another two days and still finding nothing, Vaughn went to Professor Snape's office again on the weekend.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard Snape's sarcastic voice:

"Tsk, tsk, Potter, I really want to rip your skull open and see if there's slug goo all over your thick, stupid head."

Malfoy was chuckling.

Only when he heard the door being pushed open did Snape raise his face, which was almost touching Harry's head.

He glanced at Vaughn who came in, took out a note from the drawer and handed it to him.

He was still as concise as ever, "The book is in the library. Here's the note. Take a look first!"

"Thank you, Professor."

Vaughan thanked him and shrugged helplessly at Harry, who was looking at him pleadingly with his eyes glazed over by the spray.

That's the professor's love for you, Harry. How can outsiders interfere?

Arriving at the library, Vaughn handed the note to Madam Pince, the thin, elderly witch who was the third most feared person by the young wizards.

Anyone who dared to make noise in the library would be hit by her feather duster and then kicked out of the library in disgrace.

She looked from the note to Vaughan with hawk-like eyes and complained:

"Restricted section? Why would Professor Snape issue such an outrageous note? The books there are not what first-year students should borrow at all."

"The professor thinks I'm qualified, ma'am," Vaughan said with a smile.

"Hmph..." Madam Pince snorted like an angry bull, but she didn't question anything in the end.

"Follow me, pay attention, and be quiet!"

Madam Pince took Vaughn to the restricted section at the back of the library.

She unleashed the magic on the restricted area, leaving Vaughn outside, and hurried inside. When she came out, she was already holding several books in her hands: "Advanced Potion Making," "Powerful Potions," "Advanced Magic," and this... "An Introduction to the Dark Arts." This is the book Professor Snape allowed you to borrow."

"Thank you, ma'am." Vaughan took it.

Madam Pince looked at him deeply again and warned, "The contents of these books are very dangerous. If you have any questions, you must immediately find Professor Snape or me. Do you understand?"

Only after Vaughan agreed did Mrs. Pings let him go.

Chapter 32 Magic Learning

Three weeks later, the Room of Requirement.

This is a comfortable, study-style room.

The two rows of bookshelves on the left and right were filled with various books and notes - none of them were of much value, and seemed to be extracurricular books left behind by previous students.

Opposite the door stood a floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window, magic simulated a violent storm. Against this backdrop, the room, covered with expensive wool carpets and with a fire blazing in the fireplace, seemed particularly warm and cozy.

Sitting on the soft sofa, Vaughn closed the book in his hand and rubbed his eyes.

"system!"

[Host: Vaughn Weasley]

[Magic Scale: 438 (500 for an ordinary adult wizard)]

【天赋：魔咒学7、黑魔法6、变形术8、魔药学10、草药学6、占卜学2 (满值为10)】

【魔咒：大脑封闭术LV5(MAX)……遗忘咒LV0（0/2）、粉碎咒LV0（0/2）、幻身咒LV0（0/2）、消失咒LV0（0/3）、神锋无影LV0（0/3）、……斯卡平显形咒LV0（0/4）、呼神护卫LV0（0/4）、厉火咒LV0（0/5）……】

[Potions: Joy Potion, etc., newly added: Enhancer, Truth Serum, Intelligence Enhancer, Love Potion, Parfey Brain Refresher, Polyjuice Potion...]

【Reputation Points: 22】

Looking at the changes in the magic scale and fame points, Vaughn suddenly realized.

A month has passed!

Ever since he got Snape's permission to borrow advanced books from the restricted section, he had been staying in the Room of Requirement except for classes these days.

After painstaking study until now, it has finally come to an end.

Vaughn dropped the book, took a long breath, shook his head which was dizzy from long-term concentration, and looked at the system panel.

The hints of newly added spells and potions suddenly made his quiet heart happy.

They were things that he had not been able to access in the past few years no matter how hard he tried. Even for the relatively common spells such as the Shattering Spell and the Oblivion Spell, there was a lack of learning channels on the market.

Because they are spells that are restricted by the Ministry of Magic. Unless they are from a formal school like Hogwarts, where students are registered and recorded by the Ministry of Magic, wild wizards have no chance of learning them.

There are many wild wizards in the magical world. They may have been bitten since childhood and turned into werewolves, vampires, etc., or they may be dark wizards without identity who have fled from foreign countries.

Not all dark wizards are as "high-end" as Death Eaters. There are also many who commit petty thieves and operate in the gray area.

What Vaughan didn't expect was that Snape actually approved him to borrow a book on dark magic.

The book "An Introduction to the Dark Arts" mostly contains some simple poison spells and curses, but at the end of the book, someone added a page of handwritten content.

It records the "Invisible Divine Sword" and the solution spell "Quick Healing", as well as the Fierce Fire Curse!

Vaughn knew who had added it without having to think.

As expected, he was a former Death Eater and had no taboos about the dark arts.

Of course, the other party didn't dare to be so bold as to ask Vaughn to learn the Unforgivable Curse right now.

But Vaughan was already very satisfied. If it weren't for Snape's help, it would probably take him 4 or 5 years to learn these spells.

As for black magic, maybe I can only learn from those wild wizards and go to Knockturn Alley or the black market to find people from the underworld to get it.

There would be too many accidents like that. The underground world is full of scammers and villains. It's okay if you get cheated of your money, but you're afraid that there will be black wizards who want to rob you.

After staring at the system panel for a while, the brief excitement wore off, and Vaughn pressed his forehead:

"There are too many new spells. If I practice on my own, it will take a long time. The best way is to use reputation points to upgrade one or two levels first, until you reach the entry-level or proficient level, and then practice on your own."

"22 reputation points isn't enough... We need to open up the source!"

Thinking of this, Vaughn no longer hesitated and invested all his points in the "Scapin Apparition Spell", raising it to LV2 (10/16) in one go.

This spell will be of great help to him in developing potions in the future, and potions can help him open up new sources of income and increase his monthly reputation points.

While you are still in school, it is undoubtedly most effective to invest all your reputation points in it.

After adding the ingredients, Vaughn took out a bottle of scabies potion, poured it into the cup, and gently waved his wand. He skillfully uttered the spell, as if he had practiced it a thousand times:

"Revelaspell!"

His vision suddenly changed, and the cup of potion in his eyes emitted light!

Various colors float on the surface of the light, mixed together, yet extremely clear and distinct.

Vaughn suddenly had a feeling that this cup of potion, which had already formed, could be disassembled by him!

Then he waved his wand again—

The blue potion in the cup immediately split into several clumps under a mysterious force, and their colors changed rapidly, starting from pure blue and gradually returning to the colors of materials such as venomous snake teeth and dry nettles.

The rituals that led to the formation of the potion were destroyed by the spell, and then under the influence of the spell, they tried to restore them to their original state.

Vaughan observed for a moment, then poured out the cup of scabies medicine.

It was useless now; the Scarpin Apparition Charm could only restore the potion, not reconstitute it.

"What a magical spell! I wonder how that wizard named Scapin developed it?"

"It's a pity that he has been dead for a long time, and his ashes may be lost..."

After another cleanup and getting rid of the trash, Vaughn stretched and prepared to go back to the dormitory for sleep.

Starting tomorrow, he will start making and developing potions.

He already has some ideas in this regard and is ready to make a big splash!

Then, when he walked out of the Room of Requirement, he met Dumbledore...

The greatest white wizard of this century, dressed in a pink and purple robe and a childish nightcap on his head, stood in the corridor on the eighth floor, pretending to meet him by chance.

"Ah - Mr. Vaughan Weasley, good evening, are you using the toilet too?"

"...?"

Vaughn was stunned.

Dumbledore continued with a smile, "So you've discovered this place too! How amazing! I've been at Hogwarts for hundreds of years and have walked this path countless times. Until one day, when I needed to use the restroom urgently, a room suddenly appeared on this wall. It was filled with all the toilets I loved. Thanks to Merlin, this place has become my favorite ever since!"

This old guy is playing dumb again...

Vaughn quickly realized what was happening and, with a smile on his face, he saluted and said, "What a magical room. It's a pity I'm not here to use the bathroom. I'm still young and don't need it at night, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Dumbledore seemed not to notice the book he was holding. He smiled and said, "Yes, I am very old after all. I can't compare with young people, but I still think you should try it when you have time."

Vaughn shrugged. "I probably won't be here anytime soon."

"Oh why?"