Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil.

Chapter 536 The Potter Boy, in Godric's Hollow...

"Help me build this thing, and then make some improvements."

In the laboratory, Livde handed the booklet in his hand to the Ravenclaw puppet.

Nowadays, when Li Weide wants to create or improve something, he no longer needs to do it himself.

The puppet researchers, who possessed a wealth of mathematical knowledge, were already able to help him a great deal.

In fact, he even secretly made a copy of Nicolas Flamel's memories...

This approach, though not exactly honorable, is... certainly very effective.

“I understand. By the way, the teleportation array you requested has been converted into a portal. It's in that big room you used to live in. You can teleport a second time anytime. Also, the new equipment is ready and placed with the portal,” Ravenclaw's puppet added.

"More precise? More comfortable?" Li Weide asked excitedly.

"That's true in theory, but... all of this is based on the premise that there are no flaws in the theoretical foundation you left behind. And since it hasn't been tested, you need to check it yourself and then carefully decide whether to use it."

"Okay..." Li Weide said cheerfully and left the laboratory.

Tom returned to the Moving Castle a few days earlier than Ridley.

And these past two days I've been learning swordsmanship from Gryffindor...

He originally intended to learn from Slytherin, but Gryffindor, who was standing next to him, couldn't stand Slytherin's empty showmanship, so he simply took over the task himself.

Li Weide walked into the training ground. "Hey? Tom, why aren't you practicing with the sword I gave you?"

Tom brandished the wooden sword in his hand, which was almost as heavy as a real sword, and said, "I want to familiarize myself with it first..."

“Aha! You were just worried that the sword would get damaged, so you used a wooden sword instead.” Gryffindor bluntly exposed Tom’s reasoning.

"You..." Tom's face flushed red. "I told you, I need to practice with the wooden sword first. I've never used a sword before, and I'm afraid I'll hurt myself!"

“Ah, yes, yes…” Gryffindor nodded with a smile, “But actually, you don’t need to worry about the sword breaking. From what I’ve observed, that sword is even harder than my own…”

"I said it all..."

"Alright, alright, I won't say anything more. You little rascal, you can't take a joke..." Gryffindor laughed so hard his belly was shaking.

“Don’t joke about my descendants, old man,” Slytherin said, displeased. “But Tom, you really don’t need to treasure that sword so much. A sword, like a wand, is meant to be used…”

"Old man, even you..." Tom closed his eyes in anguish.

Tired, destroy it...

“There’s really no need to treasure them too much. They’re all standard-issue swords. If one gets broken, I have a whole bunch more,” Li Weide said with great interest.

The sword looked like an antique, but that was only because Li Weide's aging technique was very good. Upon closer inspection, it was brand new! Undeniably new!
"Damn it... I knew what you were going to give me wouldn't be anything good." Tom finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"You're wrong. Who says standard-issue items aren't good? People's work unit-issued leather shoes can last for ten years!"

"What unit? What kind of shoes?" Tom asked, puzzled.

"Don't worry about the details. What I mean is, you can practice with a real sword; that's how you improve faster. Don't worry about the equipment's wear and tear rate; we're not short of money!" Li Weide waved his hand ostentatiously.

"You suddenly told me to practice swordsmanship... But what about you? Why don't you practice?" Tom asked.

“Because I already know it,” Li Weide said, shrugging.

Just kidding, he learned swordsmanship from Slytherin a long time ago, and he also has the reaction of a cat. Who can be his opponent in fencing?
"I don't believe you! I challenge you to a duel!" Tom raised his hand and said, "Bring me my sword!"

Slytherin hesitated, then said, "Tom...maybe we should just forget about it. Everyone's struggling..."

He personally taught Li Weide, so how could he not know Li Weide's level?

Even if Li Weide's skill level wasn't particularly high, he was still no match for Tom, who had only learned basic swordsmanship for a few days...

"No way! I'm going to poke a few holes in him this time! Anyway, this guy's tough, he won't die!" Tom said angrily.

He could accept that he couldn't beat him in magic, but he refused to believe that he couldn't even beat this nerdy guy who spent all day doing research in his room!

“Sigh… alright,” Li Weide said helplessly, “then give me your wooden sword.”

"What? Why not use a real sword? You've never practiced with a real sword before, have you?" Tom mocked.

Slytherin tugged at Tom's arm. "Never mind... never mind... you really can't beat him."

“I’m afraid I might actually kill you… Even if you don’t die, I’ll still be the one healing you, so wouldn’t that be giving myself work to do? My time is very precious, it can cost hundreds of thousands of Galleons in a minute…” Li Weide said helplessly.

"I don't believe it. I've never even seen him practice swordsmanship, let alone exercise," Tom insisted, believing this was his only chance to defeat Livid...

“Alright… since you insist…” Li Weide sighed.

"Sigh... I can't persuade him, I can't persuade him..." Slytherin sighed and took out his pipe to light it.

Two minutes later.

Li Weide casually tossed aside the wooden sword, straightened his clothes, and left the training ground feeling refreshed.

Tom lay on the ground, his eyes vacant, his face filled with a look of utter despair, his body still twitching uncontrollably...

The standard-issue longsword was stuck in the ground five meters away from him, still swaying.

He was unilaterally and brutally beaten for a full two minutes...

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible... How could I not even touch the hem of his clothes..."

"Ahem, you've only just started practicing, it's normal..." Slytherin could only try his best to comfort his greatly discouraged young descendant.

Gryffindor sat to the side, drinking, his eyes gleaming. "He seems even faster than before... I can't even imagine how fast he can be when he's casting spells..."

……

"How's your practice of the Laws of the Dead going? Can you summon evil spirits yet?"

Li Weide walked into the training room set up for Miravia.

Miravia was sitting in a chair, enveloped by a thick fog of confusion.

Countless ghostly figures flickered back and forth in the mist...

“I can’t do it yet… It’s too difficult. I haven’t even been able to summon just one ghost yet,” Miravia sighed.

"Don't be discouraged, you will succeed." Li Weide wasn't in a hurry.

Without the system's help, it would take him a very long time to increase his mastery of the Law of Life.

Not to mention Miravia, who doesn't have any cheat codes at all.

Over the past few months, Li Weide has also refreshed his level of Law Power several times on the system.

Now, he has become very proficient in applying the laws of life.

Of course, the system store doesn't sell items every day; most of the items are materials.

The system's help was also crucial in enabling him to fill the family treasury so quickly.

Many of the rare materials that appear in the refresh are valuable but unavailable for purchase.

“I’ve prepared an attack method for you that uses the laws of the dead. When you have time, go to the lab and have the researchers test the experimental data…” Li Weide added.

“…Okay, I knew you had a way.” Miravia smiled.

Miravia couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Just a few years ago, she was the one teaching Li Wade magic, and now, in just a few short years, she had to rely on Li Wade's guidance. She wondered where he had learned so much forbidden knowledge.

"By the way, where's Caroline?" Li Weide asked.

“I had her practice in the Pensieve,” Miravia said.

"The one that was built for Tom?"

“Yes, her combat fundamentals are still somewhat lacking. In actual combat, she is indecisive and soft-hearted. These bad habits need to be corrected,” Miravia said seriously.

Li Weide was speechless for a moment... No matter which world the senior was from, she was a ruthless killer. Yet, in Miravia's eyes, she was still indecisive and soft-hearted?

Miravia seemed to sense Li Wade's confusion and explained, "I just think her methods for dealing with enemies are too tedious. A simple Split Killing Curse would suffice, but she uses Polymorph and Disarming Charms instead..."

Oh……

Li Weide suddenly realized that Miravia felt the Carolingian people's methods weren't cruel enough or ruthless enough...

But she's a straight-up senior! She doesn't have any dark magic skill points, okay?

When we first met, she even threw a biting cabbage to help us in battle... That's like she's leveled up her positive magic skill points, okay, senior!

However, he does not intend to interfere with Miravia's teaching work.

To cope with such a catastrophe in the future, she would indeed need to be ruthless in order to return to her own world alive.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Li Weide nodded.

"Hmm... after hearing all your advice, are you planning to leave again and travel to a parallel world?" Miravia asked.

“Yes,” Li Weide said, “it’s time to go to the next world.”

Miravia's eyes flickered, "I..."

“I know you want to come with me, but I still suggest you stay here for now and thoroughly understand the power of the laws. I’ll take you next time. You know I never make empty promises; I always keep my word,” Li Weide said.

“Okay…” Miravia said with some disappointment.

Pressure can be a motivator, and Li Weide knows how to inspire others' fighting spirit.

……

Li Weide prepared for a while longer.

The main purpose is to check if there are any problems with the newly created portal.

After that, I started planning which parallel world to explore first.

Finally, we'll test the functionality of the new equipment...

A little over a week later, Li Weide approached Tom.

"Want to come?" Li Weide asked with great interest.

Tom understood immediately, "Wait for me."

"Let's meet in the room we used last time," Li Weide said.

ten minutes later.

The two met in the room they had been in before.

At this moment, the magic circle on the ground was gone, replaced by an arched metal frame.

In front of the frame is a platform about a meter high, on which are installed rows of complex buttons.

Tom changed into a more practical outfit and carried a travel bag on his back.

The package was bulging, so it seemed to contain quite a lot of things.

“You don’t need to bring so much stuff. I’ve already brought everything you need. Just take your sword and wand,” Li Weide said.

Tom frowned, reluctantly put down the travel bag on his back, and then took out his wand and longsword, stuffing them into a pocket that had been enchanted with a Stretch-Without-Trace Charm.

After thinking for a moment, Tom took out a bag of Galleons from his bag and put it in his pocket.

Then, he took some medicine and other items and put them in his pocket.

"All right," said Tom.

Li Weide frowned and said, "You don't trust me to some extent."

"What? What if we get separated by an accident? I need to have some money and medicine on hand..." Tom shrugged.

"Then you'd better bring some gold with you, so that even if you get lost in the Muggle world, you can still exchange it for some money..."

“I’m a wizard! Wade! How can I starve in the Muggle world?” Tom said, dissatisfied.

"Hey... what if you lose your wand too?"

"I can cast spells without a staff! I can cast spells without a staff!"

"I'm just reminding you of something, why are you in such a hurry?" Li Weide laughed.

"Don't look at me with the same eyes as before, Wade. I'm not the third grader I used to be. Now I have plenty of strength and resources!" Tom said proudly.

“Hmm? That sounds familiar… Never mind, take this.” Li Weide handed Tom a jacket. “This is the company’s latest protective gear. It can effectively withstand at least thirty Killing Curses, and… it can also make you invisible, even better than an Invisibility Cloak. I won’t need to use the Disillusionment Charm for you next time. Plus, the pockets are quite spacious… Of course, changing the style to suit the current era is just a secondary function.”

Tom had already changed into the coat when Li Weide mentioned that the clothes could withstand at least thirty Killing Curses.

There's no other reason than that Tom is quite afraid of death, a fact he has never denied.

After they were ready, the two stood in front of the arched metal frame.

After Li Weide fiddled with the table for a while, bursts of fluorescence suddenly emanated from the metal frame.

In a short while, the metal frame was filled with a green liquid substance.

It looks like there's an extra layer of water inside the metal frame...

"Alright." Li Weide clapped his hands.

"All done? What's next?" Tom asked.

“Just walk in,” Li Weide said.

Tom arrived at the portal, looking nervous. "Have you done the experiment? Could something go wrong?"

“I haven’t done any experiments, but theoretically it has a 90% success rate. The mortality rate is as low as 10%!” Li Weide said with a smile.

"A 90% success rate? There's still a 10% chance of dying? Damn! What's the difference between that and suicide?" Tom almost exploded.

A one in ten chance is pretty high, isn't it!
"I'm not going..."

However, before Tom could finish speaking, he felt a hard kick to his butt.

Then he plunged right into the portal...

"Shet!"

"Tsk, so slow and hesitant." Li Weide clapped his hands, then followed him inside...

……

Moonlit night.

There were two figures in the pavilion.

One person stood in front, while the other person stood half a step behind, standing behind the first person with unusual humility.

The man behind him was thin, with a sallow complexion and a prominent hooked nose.

“The boy has been found…in Godric’s Hollow. It’s…it’s the Potter boy…”

After saying this, the man felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and even his hands began to tremble.

“Very good… Severus, very good… I will remember your loyalty, and after the deed is done, I will give you the reward you deserve…” The voice of the man in front was hoarse, like the spitting of a venomous snake.

"Master... I don't want any other reward, I just want... I just want her to live." The man's voice trembled, it was hard to tell whether it was excitement or fear.

"Hahaha..." The man in front let out a piercing laugh, "Of course...of course...I will grant your request as a reward for my loyalty to you..."

(End of this chapter)