Hogwarts: From Little Wizard to White Lord

"...it's at least 20 feet... Don't interrupt me, of course I know the troll is only 12 feet, that's just a visual description. I mean, when you see a monster that big, it's easy to misjudge its height..."

Ron's face flushed red, and his eyes sparkled with excitement:

"…Just like this, 'shattered to pieces!', Vaughn cast a crushing curse and blew the troll's club off, and then it broke into pieces, into pieces. The troll's hide, as thick as a mountain, was blown everywhere, and the sky was full of ash. The troll screamed in pain, ah——"

The little wizards were startled, but soon became immersed in the thrilling story.

The senior students were also fascinated by the performance because they were the ones they had learned.

It's just that the effect of the spell Ron dictated is a little hard to imagine.

A young wizard looked at Ron in admiration and suddenly asked, "Ron, what spell did you use?"

"Of course it's a very powerful spell—" Ron remained calm and made up a sentence "The troll suddenly went blind" to highlight his "effect", and then switched to Vaughan using the Explosive Spell again.

In his words, that battle was so intense that the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim. The giant monster's attack was extremely terrifying. Vaughn went through great pains and finally, with his help, he recited a "powerful spell" to blow the giant monster into pieces with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

As for why the giant monster in the courtyard is so complete now?

Of course it was put together by the professors!

The evidence is that the troll has no head.

Because "the angry Vaughn blew the troll's head into pieces, and the pieces were scattered everywhere and could not be put back together."

Harry and Hermione huddled in a corner until morning, when they returned from Madam Pomfrey's visit, where she had given Harry a large glass of Tranquilizer to soothe any possible aftereffects of the severe headache he had suffered the previous night.

Harry listened with great interest at first, but Hermione told him, "Ron is bragging."

Harry disagreed, looked around to see if anyone was paying attention, and whispered to Hermione:

"You saw last night how powerful Vaughn and that dark wizard were in casting spells."

"That's because Vaughan is so powerful," said Hermione. "There's no way he could have killed the troll in such a tense, back-and-forth fight like Ron described."

Harry finally realized what was happening and lost interest in listening. He munched on his bread silently, touching his forehead with one hand. After a long moment, he suddenly asked, "Hermione, tell me...why did Dumbledore ask us to keep secret what happened on the fourth floor?"

He thought about this problem all night but still couldn't figure it out.

In fact, he had many doubts.

For example, who was that man in the black robe? Why did I get a headache when I saw his back?

When he was beaten by Vaughn and couldn't fight back, who did he call "master"?

Also, why can I sense the thoughts of that man in black robe?

He suspected that he had been beset by some kind of black magic.

But Madam Pomfrey had examined him thoroughly last night and found no signs of dark magic.

Madam Pomfrey thought he was probably hallucinating because he was too scared.

Harry didn't know if she was right.

Hearing Harry's question, Hermione put down the book, thought for a moment and said, "Dumbledore must be worried that the matter will become a big deal, so he wants to investigate secretly."

"why?"

"It's obvious, Harry. If it was a dark wizard who broke in, Dumbledore would definitely ask the professors to search the entire castle for the students' safety, unless he suspected that the dark wizard was a professor!"

Harry was shocked.

That man in black robe is actually a professor?

Although this wasn't a good judgement, when Harry thought about it carefully, it was the only reasonable explanation.

So, which professor is it?

The names of professors flashed through his mind, and then he couldn't help but think of Snape!

He told Hermione, but heard Hermione say firmly: "Impossible!"

"Hermione, you always think your teacher is a saint. Snape never treats you well."

"But last night, Snape followed Dumbledore to the basement. How did he end up on the fourth floor?"

"When Professor McGonagall sent us to find Madam Pomfrey, she said the basement was complicated. They must have been separated. Besides, Snape was the last to arrive at the Headmaster's office."

"Anyway...anyway it's impossible!"

Hermione picked up the book, hesitated, and said angrily:

"Do you remember the spell Vaughn chanted yesterday? Divine Sharpness."

Of course Harry remembered how Vaughan had used it to pierce the black-robed man's Shield Charm in one blow. It was so cool.

Hermione said, "I shouldn't have said that, but Vaughn told me that Snape taught him that!"

After saying that, she packed her schoolbag and was about to leave.

Harry asked quickly, "Where are you going?"

"Go check on Vaughn. One of you is bragging, and the other is doubting the professor, and you haven't even thought of going to check on him!"

Ashamed, Harry quickly grabbed a piece of bread and followed.

Chapter 52 Feedback and Patron Saint of Fame

When Vaughn opened his eyes in the morning, he felt a heaviness in his chest and could hardly breathe.

He pulled back the quilt and saw Guo Guocha's huge cat head resting on his chest, its eyes squinting comfortably, furry and warm.

"Good morning, bad boy, you're sleeping in my bed again."

"Meow!"

Guo Guocha called out coquettishly and rubbed against him.

After playing with the big cat for a while, when Vaughn got up, the sunlight had already poured into the Black Lake. His dormitory was located relatively high, only about ten meters away from the lake.

You can see faint beams of sunlight passing through the ice on the lake, creating hazy ripples underwater.

Vaughan went to bed very late yesterday, not because the fight with Voldemort was too exciting and caused insomnia, but because he was recalling his brief fight with Voldemort to judge the current condition of the Socket Man.

The final conclusion was that it was worse than he had originally expected.

"Without the unicorn's blood, Voldemort is likely to rely on absorbing Quirrell's life force to maintain his own existence. So when Quirrell asked for help yesterday, Voldemort couldn't wait to take action."

"He was afraid... afraid of losing his last loyal servant, afraid that his resurrection plan would be shattered..."

Although the figure last night was twisted and terrifying, with powerful magic and a terrifying killing curse, Vaughn could still see through his later recollections that he was a weak figure.

When Voldemort cast the Killing Curse, he didn't even have the energy to replace Quirrell's Shield Charm, resulting in Vaughn's invisible sword piercing through him.

When Dumbledore was about to arrive, Voldemort didn't dare to delay for even a second.

"The Dark Lord, once so powerful and feared by countless people, has now fallen into such a state... What fate!"

With a sigh, Vaughn finished washing up and did not leave the bathroom. Instead, he called the system panel directly.

Today is Halloween, November 11st, and it is time to settle last month's reputation points.

[Host: Vaughn Weasley]

[Magic Scale: 444 (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)……铁甲咒LV4(0/16)、缴械咒LV3(2/8)、粉碎咒LV1（0/4）、幻身咒LV1（1/4）、消失咒LV0（2/3）、守护神咒LV0（0/4）、神锋无影LV1（0/6）……】

[Potions: Joy Potion, etc.]

【Reputation Points: 6】

Seeing the number on his magic scale, Vaughn curled his lips, thinking it was a bit unlucky.

Ignoring the vast array of spells and potions at his disposal, Vaughan focused on the fame points.

"Six points...an increase of one point last month?"

Vaughn wasn't sure what exactly caused this, but it was probably unrelated to his reputation for potions. He hadn't released any new potions in two months since he started school. He also had to reduce the frequency of brewing and selling potions from once every two weeks due to his studies. Fortunately, the reduction in product volume wouldn't affect the spread of his reputation.

"Is it because I joined the Slytherin Quidditch team, or because of killing the troll last night? Or both?"

Unfortunately, the calculation method of reputation cannot be quantified, and the system does not display details.

After a moment of confusion, Vaughn stopped thinking about it, looked at the calculated points, thought about it, and spent 4 points to directly raise the Patronus Spell to LV1 (0/8).

Spend 1 point to raise the Vanishing Spell to Level 1 (0/6).

There is still 1 point left, I will wait for next month's settlement.

The reason why I didn't invest the reputation points in Scarpin's Apparition this time is because at level 3, this spell requires 32 points to max out.

Investing 6 points is a drop in the bucket. Anyway, the LV3 Scapin Apparition Charm is enough, and it will be used frequently in the future when developing potions. You can increase your points by practicing spells.

As for why I cast the Patronus and Vanishing Charms...

These two spells were simply too difficult. Vaughn had been frustrated by them when practicing spells for more than a month.

The Patronus Charm requires pure, positive emotions, recalling good memories, and immersing oneself in good things.

Its requirements seem simple, but it is actually very difficult to achieve.

First of all, pure emotion is a threshold, because people will have distracting thoughts, and distracting thoughts will affect the formation of the guardian angel.

Of course, this is not an obstacle for Vaughn. His self-control ability is strong enough that he can easily block out distracting thoughts and focus on a certain emotion.

What frustrated him at the time was positive emotion.

Positivity is a very broad concept, so in the wizarding world, most people practice the Patronus Charm by using strong happy emotions as nourishment.

That's the problem.

Vaughn is a time traveler. In his previous life, he was already an adult, but the millstone of society had already ground him into a pile of numb dregs.

If you ask him to complain about his mortgage, car loan and the pressure of life, he can complain for two days and two nights, but if you ask him to recall the happy things in the past... he has nothing to say except tiredness and sighs.

It’s not that there are no happy things, but the pressure of adults reduces the happiness, and it is not enough for him to summon the patronus!

Therefore, the efficiency of practicing this spell was very low. After several days without any increase in points, Vaughn put it aside for the time being.

Looking at the Patronus Charm that had been upgraded to level 1, Vaughn took out his wand and chanted:

"Call the gods to protect you!"