Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil.

Chapter 475 The Rage of Slytherin! The World's First Vampire!
In the moving castle, Miravia is now the only one left during the day.

Nagini only comes back at night.

As for the others, they're either in school or at work...

Aside from Toby, who was always very respectful when they met, and a few house-elves whose names they couldn't recall, there were no other creatures.

Even Lucifer, the ancient fire spirit, dared not appear before Miravia out of fear of her.

Therefore, Miravia is now feeling the same loneliness and boredom she felt when she was trapped before.

“I can’t exactly go to work too… The Department of Mysteries… never mind, that place is boring too.” Miravia shook her head.

After confirming that the door couldn't be opened, she lost interest in the Department of Mysteries.

After wandering around the lab a couple more times and watching the puppet researchers conduct experiments for an hour, Miravia finally couldn't take it anymore.

She left a letter for Nagini with a few words of advice, then changed her clothes and left the castle.

Just as she was about to Apparate away, she suddenly saw the car parked in the yard...

"Bah!"

Miravia opened the car door and got in.

"Delaman at your service..." the familiar mechanical voice rang out.

"Let's go out for a walk."

"Please tell me your destination..."

Miravia scratched her head. "Let's leave England first and see what other countries we can do."

Actually, she didn't know where she was going; she was just tired of staying in England.

After all, when she was trapped, the area covered by her consciousness didn't extend much beyond the size of Britain...

She was tired of seeing all the mountains and rivers in England.

“Go east,” Miravia said.

"Yes, sir." The old car sprang into the air, the concealment runes activated, and it vanished into thin air in an instant.

……

The news that the prodigy Li Weide passed two major exams in one day and was retained by the school as a teaching assistant has been published on the front page of the evening edition of the Daily Prophet.

For a time, Li Weide became, in the eyes of all parents, "the neighbor's kid."

Andrews didn't waste this opportunity, successfully recruiting a lot of talent and getting all of Hydra's functional departments up and running...

However, this did not have much impact on Li Weide.

Dumbledore arranged a pretty nice room for him, which basically had everything he needed.

The laboratory is connected to the room.

That very night, Li Weide moved all his few belongings inside.

Tom even joked that Li Weide's move out of the dormitory meant he had become detached from the masses.

Li Weide didn't explain much, only saying that he was going to continue his studies for a while.

For Tom and his team, it was actually quite beneficial for Levi to resume his life of engrossed research.

Although I felt a little sad that my best friend was "disappearing" again, this guy is really generous when it comes to developing good things...

Tom and his group, whether it's the equipment they wear or the new spells they learn, all come from Li Wade's research!

After moving his things in, Li Weide began setting up his small laboratory...

Li Wade had asked Dumbledore if he could make his own arrangements for the laboratory.

After receiving an affirmative answer, the small laboratory suddenly transformed into a large laboratory...

In Li Weide's view, using the Seamless Stretch Spell to expand the area was certainly within the scope of his own arrangements!

After the setup was completed, Dumbledore came to visit once more.

When he saw that Li Wade had used seventeen or eighteen different kinds of magic to reinforce the laboratory in a frenzied manner, his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Ultimately, all that could be left was the statement, "Research that is excessively destructive or dangerous is not permitted within the school..."

At that moment, Li Weide sighed with regret and crossed out most of the entries in his notebook.

Dumbledore was terrified. Luckily, he remembered and mentioned it, otherwise Hogwarts might have been torn down by this kid...

After settling in, Li Weide once again entrusted all matters to Tom, leaving the task assignments to Tom to deal with.

Then, Li Weide created a fairly simple schedule for himself.

I went to exercise this morning, and when I came back, I started to ponder my "spiritual root," slowly probing the small hole with ancient magic...

After persisting for two hours, I went to study the talisman book that Zhang San gave me and tried to combine it with ancient runes.

After lunch and a nap, he began to study the "magical implements" and Taoist practices that Zhang San had given him.

After dinner, I took another stroll through the restricted book section and came back with a huge pile of books covering various fields...

Go to sleep when you get tired of watching.

Li Weide lived a very fulfilling life by following the schedule he wrote down every day.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, and the weather has gradually become gloomy and cold.

After working out at the newly opened gym at school for a month, Li Weide found that his body had indeed become much stronger.

However, this is of course based on the potion provided by Professor Slughorn.

Without the aid of magic potions, the results certainly wouldn't be as good as they are now if I only trained for a month.

Li Weide was confident that if he were to go and wipe out the werewolf tribe now, he would definitely not be exhausted after using the Hogyoku.

In addition to becoming physically stronger, Li Weide's other research has also made considerable progress.

He had completely mastered the knowledge recorded in that book of talismans.

The study of ritual implements and Taoist practices has reached a certain level...

What surprised Li Weide the most was the research on "spiritual roots".

As he carefully and gradually used ancient magic to open the small hole, his spiritual root is now much stronger than before!

In other words, his potential and talent are now greater than before, and using ancient magic to refine his aptitude is the right path.

However, Li Weide didn't dare to go too far. After all, he didn't know what the limit of the small hole was. He would have to experiment on other "guinea pigs" before he dared to test it on himself.

……

Outside the walls of the Ifamoni Magic Academy, there grows a tall, large, and lush snake tree.

In the distance, Slytherin gazed at the Snake Tree, a sense of familiarity rising within him.

He slowly removed his hood; this long journey had not been smooth...

Like all magic academies, the location of Iphamoni Magic Academy is kept secret.

Therefore, Slytherin encountered difficulties shortly after arriving in America...

He didn't know where the school was...

Slytherin left in such a hurry that they hadn't found out the location of Ephemeral School beforehand, and as ghosts, they couldn't very well ask people for directions.

Therefore, he had to spend some effort and time on this...

However, we've finally found a place.

Just as he was about to approach the snake tree, several people suddenly appeared in the distance.

Seeing that the group's destination also seemed to be Snakewood, Slytherin had no choice but to stop.

The group approached Snakewood and whispered among themselves.

Slytherin took out his wand, muttered a spell, and soon the distant voices of several people talking reached his ears clearly. "...Does this leaf really have healing properties?"

“Indeed, there is.”

"Then why did Iphamoni plant this tree outside the school? Isn't he afraid it will be cut down?"

“This tree is extremely hard; no one can destroy it. Therefore, Iphamoni has nothing to worry about.”

"That's a pity... I was planning to take a branch back with me. It would be a good material, whether for planting or making a wand."

“There’s nothing to regret. If you could have taken the branches so easily, Iphamoni wouldn’t have left the tree outside so easily. Now, at least you can pick some leaves to take back.”

"That's true... but aren't they afraid of pulling up all the leaves?"

"Try picking one."

A person walked over and picked a leaf.

Suddenly, everyone exclaimed in surprise, because a new leaf had grown back where the removed leaf had been!
"No wonder..."

"Yes, but these leaves have a relatively short shelf life, so it's impossible to harvest them in large quantities to sell for money. Therefore, those who need them only pick the amount they need and then leave. This is what Iphamoni specifically reserved for those who need them."

"That school, Iphamoni, is pretty good..."

"Forget it, if I can't get the branches, I'll just get some leaves to make potions."

After picking a lot of leaves, the group left.

Once everyone had gone some distance, Slytherin approached the Snake Tree.

Slytherin reached out and pressed his hand against the snakewood trunk, hissing softly...

According to Livde, his wand had fallen into a deep sleep, so he was now using Parsley to awaken it...

As Slytherin activated the Serpentwood Wand, the ground suddenly trembled slightly.

Slytherin could clearly feel the tree trunk trembling...

Then, a familiar and warm feeling, just like when I first held the wand, came from my hand.

"Crash..."

The leaves on the tree were rustling, like a child seeing its father.

“Old friend, are you coming with me?” Slytherin asked in Parsley.

The leaves rustled again, but Slytherin understood the Snakewood's emotions.

Slytherin nodded with a hint of regret and continued in Parsley, "Really? You've grown attached to this place and don't want to leave... Well then, could you give me a branch of yours? Yes... I've found my descendant, and I want to make him a wand too."

As soon as he finished speaking, a branch of the snake tree drooped down.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, a branch with green buds fell into Slytherin's hand.

“That’s enough, thank you…” Slytherin stroked the old tree, her feelings a mix of emotions.

This magic wand accompanied him throughout his life... Little did he know that their next meeting would be a thousand years later.

Slytherin sat under the tree for a long time before reluctantly preparing to leave.

“I’ll come to see you more often in the future.” Slytherin patted the old tree, as if saying goodbye to an old friend.

"Rustling..." The leaves trembled gently.

To the astonishment of the Slytherins, the snakewood tree burst into bloom with flowers at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The flowers are red and have a lovely fragrance...

Slytherin smiled, pulled his hood back up to conceal his ghostly appearance, and then turned and left.

From that day on, the ancient tree of Iphamoni, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, blossomed for the first time, and it will blossom every year at this time.

……

With the branch in hand and a reunion with his old buddies, Slytherin's wish was finally fulfilled.

He had no intention of staying in the United States any longer, but planned to return to England immediately and make a good wand out of snakewood.

Anyway, there's no shortage of basilisk horns, which are the core of the staff.

"You have the scent of that snake tree on you... How rare, you might be the first person to break off a branch from that old tree."

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind Slytherin.

Slytherin turned around and saw a familiar figure... a familiar face...

His own face...

Slytherin's pupils contracted as he stared intently at the person in front of him!

"Can you give me the snakewood you have? I can buy it. You can name your price, and I'm sure I can satisfy you," the man continued.

But Slytherin's mind was not on the so-called bargaining at all.

"Who are you?" Slytherin asked in a hoarse voice.

“Me? You can call me Kane,” the man said with a smile.

Slytherin looked Kane up and down, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"Well... Mr. Kane, before we discuss this so-called deal, may I ask you one more question?"

"what is the problem?"

"I want to ask...when exactly, and how, did you steal my body? What kind of wandering ghost are you?"

The man was slightly taken aback. "Steal your physical body?"

Slytherin removed his hood, revealing his ghostly face once more... a face exactly like Kane's!
“It’s you? How is this possible? How could you become a ghost?” Kane stared at Slytherin in disbelief. “No! You can’t be a ghost. How could a ghost… look like you? How did you do that?”

“You haven’t answered my question yet, Mr. Kane!” Slytherin had already produced a wand. “Or…is my death also related to you?”

"Heh..." Kane had regained his composure, looking at Slytherin with a mocking expression. "Is it possible that I am not someone else? I am you, and you are me..."

"Bullshit!" Slytherin was furious.

The person in front of me is clearly using my own physical body!

Because after getting closer, he finally felt the connection between the soul and the body that Li Weide had mentioned!

But this thief in front of me actually had the audacity to claim that he was himself?

"Avada Kedavra..."

"Stab!"

The battle was about to break out, and Slytherin raised his hand to unleash the Killing Curse!
The Killing Curse is magic that directly attacks the soul. Killing the opponent and then taking back your physical body is no problem at all!

Even if their physical bodies could no longer be used, Slytherin didn't care. His things were his, and even if they were lost or left to rot, it was better than having them stolen and used by someone else!

"Whoosh!"

Under the murderous gazes of the Slytherins, Kane miraculously transformed into a cloud of red mist and dodged away!
Slytherin stared at Kane with wide, utter disbelief.

He wasn't angry that his spell had been dodged, but rather...

"You filthy bastard! How dare you turn my body into a vampire!" Slytherin roared, each word dripping with fury.

“What’s wrong with that? I’ve given you immortality… It’s really strange that a ghost can use magic…” Kane said with a smile.

"You vile beast! How dare you defile my bloodline!"

Rage and hatred made Slytherin's dark magic incredibly powerful.

The two spells collided, producing a loud explosion!

The loud noise startled everyone at the distant Iphamoni Academy.

“Since I am you, there’s no need to give you a fake name.” Kane smiled. “Actually, my name isn’t Kane. My real name is… Cain! The world’s first vampire!”

(End of this chapter)