The Dark Lord's Guide to Employment at Hogwarts

The Killing Curse will not fail to kill the other person just because your magic power is inferior to theirs.

In this way, in battles between wizards, there are many operations that allow you to defeat the strong with the weak.

For example, in the battle just now, Slytherin's magic power is not as strong as mine.

Theoretically, Levid could ignore most of his attacks because his attacks could not break Levid's Iron Armor Spell.

Therefore, when dealing with these spells, Levid has many options. He can either resist them or dodge them. In this way, it will be much more difficult for the opponent to plot against him.

However, Slytherin flexibly used dark magic curses such as the Killing Curse, which he could not resist at all, with the sole purpose of forcing himself to move as he wanted.

In this way, your movement and response will completely fall into the opponent's rhythm!

The last step was wrong, and then there were all the wrong steps. Finally, Slytherin seized the opportunity and knocked him down with a petrification curse...

This fighting style has similarities with Dumbledore's one-step-and-ten-steps-counting style, but there are also many differences.

Although the fighting style Dumbledore taught him was a bit insidious, there were still many bottom lines.

And Slytherin's fighting style... is really to use every possible means!

It can't be described as insidious, but rather vicious!

Dumbledore's fighting style is to set up multiple countermeasures for the opponent in advance based on the opponent's response and his own attack.

The Slytherin fighting style is to use vicious spells to force the opponent to react according to their wishes...

Dumbledore's spells are something you can dodge and resist, but Slytherin's spells are... if you don't dodge, you will die.

This way, the calculations needed are reduced by half! The battle will naturally be much easier than Dumbledore's!

This fighting style is to seize the initiative in one's own hands at all costs. It is very ruthless and aggressive.

Everything is aimed at victory!

As for whether the black magic used for victory would have a serious impact on the environment or on bystanders, he didn't care at all.

"In my time, failure meant death. To survive, what means were there that wouldn't be employed?" Slytherin paused, then continued, "To sum it up... what Dumbledore taught you can only be considered dueling techniques, while what I just demonstrated to you... is the technique of life-or-death combat!"

"Thank you for your advice." Li Weide said respectfully.

As for defeating the strong with the weak, Dumbledore taught him to try to be as cunning as possible in a duel.

And now what Slytherin taught him was not only to be cunning, but also to do whatever it takes...

"When I fought you just now, my methods were actually quite clean." A flicker of reminiscence flashed through Slytherin's eyes. "In the past, I would have hidden a short crossbow in my wizard robes, ready to unleash an arrow upon the enemy's defenses. Many a confident Dark wizard has fallen victim to my magic-destroying crossbow bolts. And my cane... You don't really think I carry a cane because I'm disabled, do you? My old cane was filled with at least nine deadly poisons that could kill without drawing blood..."

The more Li Weide listened, the brighter his eyes became. "It's actually possible...hiss, I understand!"

Bows and crossbows are a bit outdated, so Li Weide decided to hide a Thompson submachine gun in his pocket in the future, and equip it with a 50-round drum magazine. Just thinking about it is exciting!

At the very least, I should at least hide a .38...

This thing is much more useful than a magic wand when it comes to sneak attacks!

Or, at the beginning of the battle, you can quietly place some biting cabbages, and then during the battle, let the biting cabbages attack from behind and bite the enemy's butt...

At this moment, after listening to Slytherin's theory, Li Weide felt as if the door to a new world had been opened, and all kinds of wonderful inspirations gushed out like springs...

"Professor, let's continue!" Li Weide picked up the wand and said excitedly.

Slytherin stroked his beard and said excitedly, "Come on, I just haven't had enough yet!"

Slytherin, who hasn't used magic for a long time, will not miss any opportunity to cast a spell!

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Two hours later, Levid used the power of the Obscurus to restore the magic of Slytherin's magical wizard robe.

After two hours of fierce fighting, Li Weide benefited a lot.

At the same time, based on the magic power loss, he also calculated how long the magic power of this kind of clothes that allows ghosts to cast spells can last during fierce battles.

If Slytherin fought like ordinary wizards every day, fighting non-stop for 24 hours, he could last for three full days!

However, if Slytherin follows his previous style and uses all kinds of powerful moves, he can only last for twelve hours at most!

This shows how powerful the magic contained in silence is.

Overall, this is more than enough for Slytherin.

In this day and age, situations where he can fully unleash his ultimate skills and engage in high-intensity combat are almost non-existent.

Unless he goes up against Dumbledore or Grindelwald.

Of course, if he faced these two opponents who also had rich combat experience, Slytherin would definitely not be able to win in his current state without the advantage of combat experience. Unless he recovered his magic power before his death, it would not take too long to decide the outcome.

"That new Muggle crossbow you mentioned... I don't quite understand how it works, but if you want to use it, you must engrave this magic rune on the arrowhead. Otherwise, you won't be able to break through the defenses of powerful wizards."

Slytherin said, swiping his wand through the air, leaving behind a complex rune.

Li Weide memorized the magic runes carefully.

It seems that if you want to use Muggle weapons in the future, you will have to engrave magic runes on the bullets to break the magic.

The task of engraving magic runes on the bullet head should be given to Toby. This complicated and boring job is very suitable for house elves.

Well... since we are going to carve magic runes, in addition to the magic runes that can break the magic, should we also carve a few more magic runes with other effects?

Then... put some basilisk venom or something on the bullet head...

Li Weide wrote down all the ideas that came to his mind on the parchment.

Seeing Levid writing non-stop, Slytherin floated over to take a look.

After reading only two or three lines, the ghostly Slytherin couldn't help but gasp for air.

"What kind of demon have I... accidentally unleashed!"

Chapter 264 What is stealing? That's too ugly! I'm borrowing!

Morning, auditorium.

"Potatoes... potatoes... nothing but potatoes."

Li Weide looked at the food in front of him and lost his appetite.

Because he stayed up late to do experiments last night and drank too much invigorating potion, Li Weide is still very excited.

"You can have oatmeal," said Tom, pushing a bowl of porridge over.

"To be honest, I'm a little tempted to give a cookbook to the house-elves in the kitchen." Li Weide took the oatmeal porridge helplessly.

"Better not..." Tom said without looking up from the fried eggs in front of him.

"Why not? This way, at least we don't have to keep enjoying these British 'delicacies'. I mean, at least we can have some French food... Henry, pass me a sausage." Li Weide said.

"Because I sent it to them a long time ago." Tom said helplessly.

"Huh? Then?"

"And then? You should know those guys!" Tom said angrily, "I regretted it as soon as I sent the recipe. Have you ever seen hundreds of house-elves crying?"

"In fact, I've only seen one elf, Toby, cry bitterly," Livid replied.

"You're lucky!" Tom said angrily. "These guys have weird minds! They actually think I despise their cooking skills... The house-elves who were in charge of cooking that day were so sad that they almost smashed the stove with their heads!"

"This... is certainly something a house-elf would do," Levid said, rubbing his chin. "But you're certainly partly responsible, too."

"What's my responsibility?" said Tom dissatisfiedly.

Li Weide shook his head and said, "You must have said the wrong thing. In fact, sometimes the art of language can avoid many bad consequences... What did you tell them at that time?"

"Me? I told them at the time that everyone was tired of eating the same food all the time, so I asked them to come up with some new dishes according to the new menu... Who knew they would react so strongly?" Tom said, grabbing his hair.

"If you say this to your cook, there will be no problem. But for the house-elves, it's like the sky is falling. Since you also understand the elves' thought process, you should change your way of saying it." Li Weide said lazily while biting a sausage.

"What would you say?" asked Tom.

"First, praise their cooking skills. Everyone likes the food they cook! Guess how they will react?" asked Li Weide.

"Excited? Grateful?" Tom said with a look of disgust.

"Right, now you can take out the recipe. Then tell them that you are such good cooks, you will definitely be able to master more dishes easily. So, I brought you this recipe book as a gift..."

Tom couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard what Li Weide said.

Considering the personalities of those house-elves, if Levid said so, they would definitely accept the recipe with great joy, and even try to make new dishes on the spot and let Tom taste them...

"The art of language is to speak the truth to one person and the lies to another... Nick, your new beard looks great!"

At this time, the Gryffindor ghost who was passing by the Slytherin table, almost Headless Nick, smiled happily after hearing these words.

"Ha, you're the first little wizard to notice that I changed my beard style! Even though you're a Slytherin, I have to say you have really good taste!"

Tom was like seeing a ghost, watching Li Weide quickly become friends with Nick, with whom he had never communicated before.

Just because Li Weide casually praised the other person's new beard...

No wonder this bastard is loved by all the professors... He can't learn... He really can't learn...

Tom had no choice but to turn his head and concentrate on his breakfast.

When I looked up, I saw my own owl "Xinsheng" flying in from the skylight of the auditorium.

This is the owl Tom left for his cheap dad. He usually doesn't write letters to himself.

Tom soon noticed that in addition to the letter in his mouth, the "new boy" was also holding a box by his foot.

Tom pushed his breakfast away from him, and the owl swooped down.

After feeding the owl a few biscuits, Tom opened the letter and began to read.

The content of the letter was very simple. Apart from a few simple words of concern, it mentioned the box sent by the owl.

"Is this a box for Li Weide?" Tom looked at Li Weide beside him with some confusion.

At this time, Li Weide was looking at the box with great interest.

Seeing Tom looking over, Li Weide asked, "Is this something your father sent me?"

"Yes..." said Tom.

"Ha, I knew it." Li Weide happily picked up the box and stuffed it into his coat pocket...

Tom was speechless as he watched such a big box disappear into Li Weide's pocket.

"What did you ask my cheap dad to send you?"

"It's very interesting. But... you can't let others see it now." Li Weide said mysteriously.

Tom looked at the letter in his hand again. The letter also mentioned that he should not open the box in front of others.

"Wait, let me see it?"

"Of course! In fact, I've prepared a portion of what's in here for you, too."

Tom's curiosity was so aroused that he had no appetite for breakfast.

"Tom! Wade!" Suddenly, Anne hurried over from a distance.

"Good morning, Annie. You're a little late today." Li Weide said enthusiastically.

As soon as Annie sat down, she said anxiously: "Weide, I have some news to..."

Li Weide interrupted her and said, "Have breakfast first."

"Uh..." Annie had no choice but to take the mashed potatoes that Li Weide pushed over...a big plate.

Then, Annie heard a slight voice in her ears.

"Don't panic, it's me. Continue eating your breakfast. I'll teach you a spell that can convey your thoughts to others without speaking..."

Anne was surprised, but she didn't show it on the surface.

After Levander taught her the Whispering Spell, Anne finally understood why Levander and Tom would sometimes look at each other inexplicably...it turned out that they were communicating secretly!

No wonder...these two people set a trap for me so easily...

They can conspire face to face at any time. How can I deal with two people on the opposite side by myself?

Besides, I can't defeat either of these two guys...

Anne was also very talented, and after a simple attempt, she mastered the Whispering Spell.

"If you have any news, you can tell me now." Li Weide said.