Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil.

Chapter 350: Begin casting the spell? But I've already finished...

When Li Weide woke up, he felt dizzy and his head was swollen.

But the sound sleep he had last night had filled his body with energy again.

This mismatch between physical and mental state made Li Weide feel uncomfortable...

"Did you go out again last night?" Tom just came back from the bathroom with a towel and washbasin, and saw Li Weide's tired expression.

"Does going out count as going out if you go out halfway?" Li Weide asked.

The consciousness has left, but the body hasn't left. Isn't that half of it?

Tom didn't understand. "It's inexplicable... Could it be that you got hit in the head yesterday and became stupid?"

"What classes do you have this morning?" Li Weide asked.

"Your favorite Potions class..." Tom said after flipping through the schedule.

Levid turned over and lay back on the bed, "Then ask Professor Slughorn for leave for me, saying that I am a little too tired and need to rest..."

Tom put down the washbasin and looked at Li Weide doubtfully. "Are you really under some strange spell?"

"No... I just had a very tiring dream last night." Li Weide said weakly.

His abundant physical energy made him unable to lie down, but his mental exhaustion made him feel confused.

Li Weide casually asked Tom a few questions about the sorting last night because he did not have dinner in the auditorium last night.

In addition to Elena being sorted into Slytherin, Hagrid was also sorted into Gryffindor, just as the original historical trajectory.

Hagrid was very happy to be sorted into Dumbledore's original house.

Also, Charlie's sister, Eileen Prince, was enrolled and sorted into Slytherin.

Oh... the future mother of Professor Snape?

Then, Li Weide asked how the evening edition of the Daily Prophet reported the incident.

Tom simply threw the newspaper to him and let him read it himself.

Li Weide took the newspaper and just opened it, he saw a photo of his back...

Opposite him stood a ferocious giant, and behind the giant, the figure of a wizard was looming in the white mist.

"Tsk... who took this photo... it's so beautiful!" Li Weide said with satisfaction.

Tom said jealously, "How about I give you a notebook and you paste some clippings in there as a souvenir?"

"Eh... there's no need, because there will be a lot of news about me in the future." Li Weide said with a smile.

Tom was annoyed by Li Weide's Versailles...

At this time, Li Weide also finished reading the contents of the newspaper. To sum up, even the Ministry of Magic did not know who the attacker was or what the target was...

Levid knew that this was because Dumbledore had not revealed the key information!
After all, if everyone knew that the group of people attacked the Hogwarts Express just for Levitra, then Levitra would not only lose his status as a hero in everyone's eyes, but would even be hated by everyone...

There's nothing I can do, that's just human nature...

So what if you beat back the enemy? They came because of you! We were all hurt because of you!
There must be people who have such extreme ideas...

Dumbledore knew this, so he deliberately concealed it.

"It's not a big deal. You'd better not ask for leave... There are a lot of people waiting for you in the common room now." Tom said.

"wait for me?"

"Of course! You fought against a hundred people yesterday and saved everyone. Do you think they would remain indifferent to you? And the newspapers praised you so highly. How could they ignore it? No, that's not right... Wade, isn't this the scene you've always wanted? Now, with so many people admiring you, all you have to do is stand on the podium and give a few casual speeches..."

"Speech?" Li Weide looked at Tom with a smile.

"Yes! Isn't this the best time for you to put your thoughts into practice?" Tom said excitedly.

"No... This isn't the best time," Li Weide shook his head. "They gathered in the common room this morning, simply to cheer and admire my strength... Even if I were to say a few words, it would have to be about topics related to strength. If I rashly bring up any ideas, or even something like a mutual aid society, it would only leave them feeling a little confused."

"...Occasions like today are rare, but there's nothing we can do?" Tom seemed a little unwilling.

"No, how can you say that nothing can be done?" Levid smiled, "I just need to stand there with a smile and accept the cheers of the crowd. Naturally, there will be people who have witnessed that battle and exaggerate my achievements. Just like the duel between you and me in front of Dumbledore..."

Tom pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized, "In other words, your mere presence today will automatically deepen their impression... deepen their impression of your power! That's right... the less you say, the better! You can even say nothing at all, maintaining a certain sense of mystery. Then they'll automatically fill in the blanks!"

"That's about right. Saying anything else won't have much effect. It's better to say nothing..." Li Weide nodded.

"What a pity..." Tom finally sighed.

"What's a pity?"

Tom said regretfully, "It's a shame that no one from the mutual aid society was able to intervene in yesterday's battle... If we could intervene in public, even if it was just to cast a few symbolic spells, we could gain more! We could say that it was because we learned magic from you that we became strong enough to intervene in such a battle! That way, the impression of your strength would be even deeper!"

Li Weide smiled and patted Tom's shoulder. "Tom, you have really grown up. You can actually analyze so much information..."

Tom is only thirteen years old this year. A thirteen-year-old boy who doesn't think about playing but instead thinks about people's hearts, and who can see this level now, is enough to prove that he is indeed exceptionally talented.

If he hadn't dismantled his soul to make a Horcrux, he would never have become the madman Voldemort.

"My strength... is still too weak after all..." Tom clenched his fists unwillingly.

"Tom, you are still young, don't be anxious. You are already very strong at this age. I think even Dumbledore would not have such strength as you when he was your age." Li Weide said with a smile.

"Your words of comfort are very good, but they don't come from your mouth!" said Tom vexedly.

You're pretty strong among your peers? You're not your peers?
Li Weide's words sounded like Versailles to Tom.

"Me? Haha... I'm different. I'm a super genius!"

Tom's teeth were about to break, but he couldn't refute it.

Tsk... so boring!

……

The common room was already filled with Slytherin students.

When Li Weide appeared at the dormitory stairs, warm applause and cheers rang out in the common room.

Everyone looked at Li Weide with admiration.

Even those stubborn purebloods who had always been at odds with Levid had to reluctantly raise their hands and clap.

In Hogwarts, especially among Slytherin students, there is no one who does not admire the strong.

In this student era, winning a house Quidditch game can make you a hero.

To them, Li Weide's deeds were like the miracles that believers saw with Jesus...

If they had only heard about it, no one would believe it, but... most of them had seen it with their own eyes!

One against a hundred, a magnificent sight... and that photo in the Daily Prophet that was truly legendary...

For Slytherin students, it was a sure kill.

Tom stood aside, looking at Li Weide who was surrounded by the crowd, his heart full of envy.

Could it be that some people are really born to be the protagonist...

Suddenly, Tom felt that there was someone beside him.

"Tom, are you envious?" Professor Slughorn looked at Levid on the stage with admiration in his eyes.

Tom nodded. "It's more than just envy... Professor, I'm simply jealous..."

"I know your friendship, Tom, and I also know the pain of seeing a good friend leave you far behind...so I don't know how to comfort you. But, Tom, you may not have noticed that when you envy others, there are also many people who envy you."

"Envy me?" Tom looked at Professor Slughorn in surprise.

"What else? Do you think you're weak? Being able to manage the mutual aid club so neatly in your second year, and even keeping many senior students in line... do you think everyone can do that?" Professor Slughorn patted Tom's shoulder. "There will always be people who are better than you, Tom. So, when we envy those who are better than us, we must not belittle ourselves. If we can't be first, being second is also good."

"Alas... Professor, are you advising me to be the eternal second best?" Tom said with a sigh.

Professor Slughorn turned to look at him. "What else can you do?"

Tom wanted to say something but stopped himself. However, after seeing Li Weide on the stage, Tom's unwillingness to accept the outcome completely turned into powerlessness.

"Yeah, what else can I do? I can't beat him... What on earth should I do to be stronger than him?" Tom said dejectedly.

"At least you won't feel as bored as Wade for the time being... Being number one is actually very boring." Professor Slughorn smiled and turned to leave the common room.

"How can being number one be boring?" Tom remained noncommittal. He looked again at Li Weide, who was surrounded by people. "Tsk... For now, you're the best!"

……

At night, in the auditorium.

Amidst warm applause, Li Weide walked up to Principal Dippet in front of everyone.

Looking at the complicated look in Headmaster Dippet's eyes, Levitra knew that Dumbledore had convinced him.

However, I don't know how Dumbledore persuaded this stubborn old man...

"You can start now..." Principal Dippet whispered in Li Weide's ear as he handed over the trophy for the Special Contribution Award.

Levid glanced at Dumbledore again, whose face suddenly became a little surprised not far away, and then smiled.

"Start? But I've already finished..."

Then, under Principal Dippet's shocked gaze, Li Weide's figure began to become illusory!

(End of this chapter)