Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 33: The Professor's Acquiescence
obviously.

Snape wanted to prove that Ian was telling lies by "recreating" the bizarre scene that Ian had said.

but.

Ian was not nervous about this.

Although it is not as good as Grindelwald's annotations in "Advanced Dark Magic" from the perspective of explanation and teaching, the magic recorded by Snape is obviously not a very difficult magic.

"Does it require hostility..."

Ian read it carefully.

He didn't grasp the whole magic at once.

Maybe it's because the magic isn't dark enough?

Ian, who already had some awareness of his talent in the dark arts, thought so.

And this time.

"Haha, pretending..."

Snape was just waiting for Ian to admit defeat.

As Ian read.

He pulled out his wand.

With a wave of hand.

The wooden boards stacked in the corner began to be pieced together to form coffins, and the scattered corpses were pulled by an invisible force and automatically floated into the coffins wrapped in oilcloth.

"Wow~"

The coffins were buried in the soil one by one.

The soil piled up in the house also began to be filled back into the ground.

soon.

The entire living room was restored to its original state.

What Ian had been struggling to accomplish for an entire afternoon was accomplished by magic in just a few minutes, and the corpses no longer needed to be forced into one coffin.

In fact, if the corpses had not broken out of the coffins when Ian summoned them out, Ian would not have to make new coffins to compensate those dead people.

All I can say is that he has a conscience.

But there is not enough conscience.

no way.

Nailing the coffins was extremely tiring, and Ian only wanted to save time, so he thought of burying multiple bodies together. After all, these bodies still had new homes, right?

"Mr. Prince, I don't have time for you to procrastinate any further."

Cleaned up the mess.

Snape's face darkened again and he reminded Ian who was standing in the corner.

"professor."

Ian finally broke away from his concentrated studies and raised his head.

"If you want to confess and get leniency, it's not too late now."

Snape snorted.

"Professor, this magic of yours is dark magic, right?"

Ian spoke as if he was a little embarrassed.

"of course."

Snape glanced at Ian sideways.

"Will it be any trouble if I learn it?" Ian continued to ask.

Snape looked impatient.

"Weren't you worried about getting into trouble when you were learning the Corpse Harnessing Spell?" Snape sneered and stared at Ian as if he had seen through his tricks.

"Don't give me some ridiculous reasons as a lame excuse for why you can't actually learn it. Didn't you pick up the note and learn the [Corpse Curse] out of curiosity?"

"This isn't even standard black magic. According to your extremely inflated boasting about yourself, I think a small piece of magic shouldn't be difficult for a magic genius like you."

Snape especially emphasized the words "magical genius".

Full of irony.

"I'm not making any excuses or reasons. You misunderstood, professor." Ian blinked and looked at the new first-level skill that appeared on his skill panel.

"I just feel..."

Ian took out his wand and pointed it at a pile of remaining wooden boards not far away.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

Ian just whispered softly, and as his voice fell, there seemed to be a subtle fluctuation in the air, and an invisible blade passed through the spell like a ghost, as if an invisible sword was waving wildly, cutting everything that stood in its way into pieces.

A harsh tearing sound sounded.

Debris flew everywhere.

Sawdust and dust filled the entire living room, falling like rain.

“It’s not that hard to learn.”

Ian was covered in debris. He put away his wand, patted his clothes lightly, and looked at Snape with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Professor, maybe you should show me a more difficult magic. Then, I might not be able to learn it. Professor, you can also see my embarrassment and distress as you wish."

Expectantly.

Full of words that show consideration for the other person.

And did not receive any response.

The sneer on Snape's face at the other end had completely frozen. The atmosphere in the air also became a little weird.

"professor?"

Ian continued without giving up.

"Really? If it's any harder, any harder, I really won't be able to learn it." His thirst for knowledge was so pure that even his words, spoken against his will, sounded sincere.

"..."

Snape's head was full of wood chips, and because of his greasy hair, the chips were very firmly attached. However, he obviously didn't have the energy to take care of his hair now.

“What’s wrong with you!?”

Snape's face twitched violently.

"As you can see, I was almost stumped by you."

Ian made a frightened expression.

Just like his previous absurd and bizarre remarks.

Snape didn't take the bait either.

At this moment.

This professor, who could go on for half an hour without repeating himself when he was sarcastic, opened his mouth but was unable to utter even a single word for a long time.

no way.

Who could have imagined that?

One of them was taken out of an orphanage by him not long ago.

The little wizard, who had just bought his wand a few days ago, actually succeeded in slapping him in the face and proved to him what it meant to have magical talent that was "entirely self-taught."

Is this a human being?
What the hell!

All in all, about twenty minutes?

Even if Voldemort comes, he will have to hand you the wand!

Snape looked a little dazed.

"Professor, professor, haven't you thought about it yet? I suggest that you don't give me any more black magic. Instead, use the God of Fire to test me." Ian's voice chattered.

"Shut up!"

Snape just wanted to calm down.

Good guy!
The God of Fire leads the way?
Do you dare to be braver?

"All right……"

Ian shrank his neck.

It took Snape a while to come back to his senses from his dreamlike state. He looked at the boy in front of him and had to re-examine Ian's words.

perhaps.

Did a dark wizard really drop a small note?

"Where is the piece of paper you found?"

Snape was still unwilling to admit that he had made a mistake in judgment.

"No, there was chaos last night, with a bunch of corpses crawling out, and I don't know where the note went." Ian immediately made a regretful expression.

"Don't tell anyone about what happened yesterday... and today!" Snape's expression was complicated, and he did not continue to ask about the whereabouts of the note.

The look he gave Ian was not only shocking and unbelievable, but also vaguely worried. Showing extraordinary magical talent at this sensitive time was not a good thing.

Voldemort is coming back.

Grindelwald's saints and descendants also operate around Hogwarts.

Think of this.

Snape suddenly seemed to realize something.

perhaps.

The note that the kid picked up was dropped by one of Grindelwald's saints? If it was originally intended to be used to teach little Grindelwald, then that makes sense!

The more I think about it, the more it seems possible.

Unknowingly.

Snape seemed to no longer doubt Ian's words.

no way.

It was because he had actually seen with his own eyes how incredible the talent of this little kid was.

"School is about to start. Remember this: you are not allowed to use the magic you just learned on any student in the school! This applies even if someone you hate provokes you!"

Snape had already begun to regret why he took out the Shadowless Sword.

Who could have imagined!

This guy actually learned it!

"Okay, okay, of course I understand. I'm always kind to others."

Ian nodded quickly to make the promise.

He took Snape's words directly to heart.

after all.

Snape only said that it is forbidden to use the Shadowless Curse on people you hate, but Snape did not say that it is forbidden to use the [Corpse Curse] that he learned yesterday on the ancestral graves of classmates you hate.

Ok.

This must be a tacit approval from the professor!
(End of this chapter)