Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil.

Chapter 353 No! Where did that guy Li Weide go? !

History of Magic class.

Professor Binns' hypnotic voice continued to come down from the podium.

More than half of the students in the classroom were already lying on their desks, and a small number of Ravenclaw students were struggling to hold on.

But judging by the state of their heads which were gradually breaking, it shouldn't last too long.

This time, Tom chose to sit at the back of the classroom, and for the first time, he didn't force himself to take notes despite feeling uncomfortable.

Because he didn't attend the class this time, but frowned as he looked at the blank course selection list in front of him.

"Or maybe Professor McGonagall sent out an extra one, so Wade has already chosen a course. So... what course did Wade choose..."

When Tom's thoughts reached this point, he suddenly felt dazed, and then his eyes became a little confused again.

"What am I doing? I should be attending class... Huh? A blank schedule? Oh right! I was just wondering why Li Weide didn't choose... Huh? What? What am I doing?"

Tom felt that strange feeling of forgetfulness again! Then came a deep sense of sleepiness...

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and immediately activated his half-baked Occlumency technique...

Although his brain occlusion skills were still half-baked, it was still very effective at this time.

After a while, Tom felt his mind was clear!
"I understand... As long as I think of Levitra's name..." Tom immediately activated the brain-blocking technique.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Whenever I think of that person or anything about him, I will have that strange feeling of memory loss!"

Tom maintained his Occlumency, faking a small false memory... the basics of Occlumency.

In this memory, he began to think about Li Weide... Then, he was surprised to find that the memory he had pretended to have had changed obviously!
Tom's eyes lit up. While his memory was still fresh, he quickly took out his notebook, opened it, and wrote "Vade" on a blank page, then quickly crossed it out.

Only after the black ink had completely blackened the word Wade did Tom write a new row of letters next to it.

【Friend W】

Then, Tom stared at the line of letters, used his brain block again, and gave himself a hint.

From now on, whenever you think of the name [Li Weide], automatically replace it with [Friend W].

It's not easy, but for a student like Tom, it's not impossible...

Ten minutes later, when Tom closed his eyes in sweat, the name "Li Weide" had been completely forgotten for the time being.

"Okay... I have a friend named [Friend W]." Tom thought tentatively.

To his delight, the feeling of amnesia did not reappear!

Then, Tom began to relax his Occlumency and began to think about his friend W...

next second.

"Dangdang!"

Tom stood up suddenly! He stood up so quickly that he even made a noise with the table and chairs.

The noise caused Professor Binns to stop teaching and look at Tom who suddenly stood up.

Those students who were already asleep or about to fall asleep were suddenly awakened.

Everyone looked at Tom who suddenly stood up in surprise...

"Mr. Lill, what's wrong with you?" Professor Binns asked in his hypnotic voice.

No one cared that Professor Binns called Tom's name wrong. After all, everyone was used to Professor Binns calling students' names wrong.

Everyone was curious about what happened to Tom, who was always calm and composed.

"Uh..." Tom looked around, then said apologetically, "Sorry, I just dreamed that I was knocked away by a horned camel..."

"Oh..." Everyone suddenly realized and did not find it strange.

If Tom said this in any other class, almost no one would believe him, after all, everyone knows how hard Tom works.

But this is History of Magic...

Even Lewd, the most talented student at Hogwarts, would have to drool over this course.

It's perfectly normal for Tom to be in this situation!
"Mr. Lill, this is a classroom, not a place for you to sleep..." Professor Binns said unhappily.

Everyone looked strange when they heard this...a large group of people had just fallen down.

"I'm sorry, Professor..."

Tom apologized, and Professor Binns didn't say anything more and let him sit down again.

As this little episode passed, Professor Binns' hypnotic voice sounded again, and as if under a coma curse, the class collapsed again...

Tom sat down in his chair and slowly closed his notebook.

"Wow!"

Tom crumpled the blank course selection form in his hands. His mind, which had been foggy up at the mere thought of the name Levi, seemed to be gradually returning to normal... "Shit... what on earth is going on? Could it be his strange magic? But even if his illusion magic is powerful, how could he make someone disappear so quietly for so long without anyone noticing?"

"Buzz!"

Tom suddenly felt something explode in his brain, and then he instantly fell on the table and fainted.

After a while, he slowly woke up.

"Hiss...what's wrong with me?" Tom muttered to himself, rubbing his head hard.

We're still in History of Magic class...

Tom frowned and began to think back. He seemed to have thought of something just now.

But now he couldn't remember what the problem was...

"Hiss... What's going on? Could it be that that bastard Li Weide attacked me again?" Li Weide began to look around, and then after looking around, he still couldn't see Li Weide.

"No! Where did that guy Li Weide go?"

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"A-choo!" Li Weide raised his head and touched his nose. "Strange, there's a windproof spell around the flying carpet, so why do I feel a little cold?"

"Hehe... I guess you haven't done much good, so people are talking about you behind your back. Isn't that what you Orientals always say?" Slytherin sat comfortably on the edge of the flying carpet, with his legs hanging outside and a translucent bread in his hand.

Li Weide made the flying carpet very large. Standing on it was like standing on a huge floating platform. Therefore, Li Weide also placed a set of tables and chairs on it...

"Uh... ghosts can eat too?" Li Weide asked curiously, staring at the bread in his hand.

"It's fake. It's lunchtime now, and taking a piece of bread is somewhat of a ritual..." Seeing Levid's curious look, Slytherin explained, "Ghosts can conjure up many illusory things. They are all projections of objects in their memories... just like the clothes on my body and the cane in my hand..."

Slytherin threw the bread out casually, and the illusory bread immediately turned into foam and dissipated in the air.

"Sigh... I really miss the delicious food Helga made back then... It's a pity that time has passed and my old friend is no longer with us..." Slytherin sighed, "However, now that I'm in this state, even if she were still alive, I wouldn't be able to eat the food she cooked..."

Upon hearing this, Li Weide remembered that when ghosts gathered, they would put out a lot of smelly food, because only in this way, when their bodies passed through the food, they could smell a little bit of the smell, as if they had eaten.

"Taste?" Li Weide stroked his chin, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He then sat back at the desk, took out his notebook and started writing something.

Slytherin turned around and saw that Levid was busy again, so he didn't say anything.

The second map sent over had far fewer places recorded than the first.

Therefore, there was no need for them to travel as fast this time as before.

Slytherin controlled the direction of the flying carpet and tried to avoid Muggle planes or radar.

Li Weide stayed at the back and devoted himself to those messy researches all day long.

Slytherin also knew about Levitra's ambitions... All I can say is, he is worthy of being a student of their own house!
So he actually didn't quite understand why Li Weide didn't put more effort into winning people's hearts, spreading ideas, trying to become stronger, etc., but instead put all his attention into those researches?
You know, although he, a Slytherin, also liked research in the past, that was based on the fact that most of the research could enhance his strength.

And Li Weide's research... covers too many aspects. Although there are some researches that can enhance strength, most of them are meaningless researches.

It seems that Li Weide studies these things simply to satisfy his curiosity.

He seems to be full of curiosity about the world...

This is Slytherin's summary of Levid's research.

As night fell, Slytherin simply let the flying carpet stop on the clouds.

There are no Muggle flights here, so you probably won't encounter any Muggle planes.

However, to be on the safe side, Slytherin still used the necessary protective magic on the flying carpet.

"Isn't it time for you to eat?" Slytherin couldn't help but say as he looked at Levid who was still busy.

"It's almost there... we should be able to catch up." Upon hearing this, Li Weide looked at a small box on the table. No one knew when the box appeared.

"Catch up on what?" Slytherin asked doubtfully. "You haven't eaten all day, have you? Sigh... young people don't know how to appreciate... I can't eat even if I want to, but you can eat even if you have it."

"It should be about done." Li Weide took out a long, thin stick-like object from the box.

"What is this?" Slytherin asked with a frown.

"This is incense... It's used by us Orientals to pray to gods and worship our ancestors... I want to try it for you to see if it works." Li Weide said as he happily lit the incense.

"What is that?" Slytherin's mind was full of question marks.

"So, this is something our people made for ghosts... I don't know if you can use it, but I happened to remember how to make it, so I made some for you to try... It's very troublesome for Muggles to make these things, and they need at least a week to dry. But we are wizards, so it won't take that long..."

As Levid explained, he turned a cup into an incense burner and placed it on the flying carpet in front of Slytherin. Then he took the incense and bowed to Slytherin in a formal manner, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Slytherin frowned and said, "What a waste of time... What use can something invented by Muggles be to ghosts..."

At this moment, a wisp of green smoke just passed through Slytherin's body.

"Eh? No!"

(End of this chapter)