Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

He began to teach magic, his voice becoming increasingly seductive, until Quirrell fainted again.

In the darkness, his eyes glowed with a bewitching red light. "Quirk... you really want to be a professor who cares about his students? What a pity!"

"Fine! Mo Mo Ran's potential still needs to be developed." His voice was full of mockery. "Anyway, you risked your life, so of course I don't care!"

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Learning and practicing always made Wizette feel like there wasn't enough time.

Before he knew it, the weekend arrived, and he went to Quirrell's office as agreed.

The fishy smell was still strong, and the gloomy atmosphere remained the same.

The only one who had changed was Quirrell; his face was no longer as pale as before, and he wore a warm smile.

In addition to the books recommended by Quirrell, Vizette also found some other books, hoping to combine them to deduce the composition of the Sickness Curse.

Quirrell, seeing the spell in the notebook, asked in surprise, "Did you create this spell yourself? Have you tried casting it?"

Vizette said apologetically, "I don't know how to try... After all, it's a curse, and it's dangerous."

Although he was open-minded about black magic, he also understood the dangers of this type of magic and did not try it rashly.

“Let’s give it a try!” Quirrell waved towards the corner.

The linen covering the iron cage had fallen to the ground. The cage was full of dormant venomous snakes, which were also the source of the fishy smell in the office.

A venomous snake slowly flew towards the two of them. Quirrell said gently, "Practice is often the most effective way to master magic. Recite your combined spell to it!"

Vizette drew her wand and whispered, "Entangled Illness!"

The venomous snake seemed to be stimulated, constantly writhing its body, and some mucus and scales fell off.

Quirrell nodded and said with a smile, "The general direction of the spell is correct. Both the Peeling Curse and the Pus Curse are effective."

Wizette was somewhat disappointed, "Of the three symptoms—severe diarrhea, persistent high fever, and skin ulceration—it seems I only managed to complete the last one."

“You can’t say that,” Quirrell chuckled. “What you’re describing are effects that only curses can produce!”

"To have achieved this much is enough to demonstrate your talent. In some situations, I'd rather not face your magic at all."

Vizette realized what was happening and immediately replied, "Is it because my spell is new? That makes it more difficult to break?"

“That’s right!” Quirrell smiled with satisfaction. “As long as you don’t encounter an Auror, or an even more powerful wizard. After all, the principle of this magic is based on the Curse of Sickness, so it’s quite easy to solve…”

He reached out and grabbed the snake's head, and with a slight twitch of his lips, he brought the snake back to its original position, where it stopped struggling.

"First, we need to learn the incantation for the Sickly Curse—'Deathly Torment,' and then correct your pronunciation..."

Chapter 52 Black Magic and the Obscurus

Professor Flitwick also mentioned the importance of pronunciation when teaching mantras.

However, due to the large number of students in the class, it was impossible to provide the same level of detailed instruction as Quirrell.

Tone and linking, how to change mouth shape, the distinction between voiced and voiceless consonants, the intensity and rhythm of pronunciation...

This was the first time Vizette had ever known that there were so many things to consider when chanting incantations.

He used two whole pages just to record these invaluable insights.

“Professor McGonagall should have told you that concentration and caution are essential elements of Transfiguration magic.” Quirrell took a sip of water to moisten his throat. “The same goes for chanting spells.”

"Only concentration can make the incantation as clear as possible, and only caution can keep you alert. Especially with black magic, you must be careful with every syllable."

"Is it because of 'Wand Backfire'?" Vizet asked curiously.

During this period, he studied quite a few things, one of which was Ollivander's Staff Notebook.

“That’s right! Your knowledge in certain areas probably surpasses that of many graduates.” Quirrell’s expression suddenly turned grim. “Do they… sometimes target you?”

“No.” Vizette shook her head slightly. “I get along well with them. We often do our homework together, and they even come to watch me train.”

"That's good." Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's continue..."

As a curse, the Sickness Curse requires attention to many details, especially to avoid being harmed by the magic backlash.

Wizette was very grateful for everything Quirrell had done. She never hid her problems when they arose, and only by clarifying all the issues could she feel that she had not let down such selfless teaching.

“The final step is casting the spell,” Quirrell’s voice was like a snapping harp string, “Use your imagination…”

"Imagine this snake has contracted a plague, all its scales have fallen off, the skin underneath is ulcerated and oozing pus, and it is about to die..."

Vizette half-opened her eyes, gradually constructing the corresponding image in her mind.

He felt a chill run down his spine, but without any hesitation, he chanted the incantation in a low, snake-like voice: "Deathly Torment!"

A dark gray light burst from the tip of the wand, swiftly piercing the snake's body like an arrow.

The venomous snake began to fester silently, turning into a pool of green, snot-like mucus in less than half a second, and the stench instantly filled the entire room.

“Disappeared!” Quirrell gagged, drew his wand, and waved it, eliminating the mixture of slime and stench.

Vizette instinctively clutched his chest, feeling the restlessness within the core of the Obscurus, which beat twice like a heartbeat.

In that instant, countless evil thoughts surged like a tide, but most of them vanished in an instant, leaving only a few tremors in my heart.

Quirrell sensed something was wrong and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Vizette exhaled a breath of stale air. "I felt my heart skip a beat... Maybe it's because it's my first time casting dark magic?"

“Silently…” Quirrell said in a low voice, “So that’s how it is!”

Vizette asked in confusion, "What? So that's how it is?"

“You need to control yourself, Vizette.” Quirrell’s expression was very serious. “Obscurity is your gift, but also a curse.”

"It will amplify the power of your dark magic, just like the venomous snake that turned into pus. It will also stir up the Omniscient mind... You must be even more careful when casting dark magic!"

Through these two learning experiences, he realized that Quirrell had a solid theoretical foundation. "Professor Quirrell, do you think there is any way to eliminate this influence?"

“My suggestion is…” Quirrell pondered for a moment and said, “You just need to focus on the incantation and the technique, and don’t need to imagine the specific scene. That should help.”

【Disgusted with the world/The story of the car is about the car's position ⑨ 8 ろ㈣ ⑨②】

He summoned another venomous snake. "Also, you could try Occlumency. If you can master Occlumency... this magic is extremely profound, and I certainly cannot teach you."

“Thank you, Professor Quirrell!” Vizette said sincerely. “I’ll try the first method first! The Torment of Death!”

Quirrell's judgment was extremely accurate; if one did not imagine the specific scene, the power of the Sickness Curse would be greatly reduced.

The snake had lost half its scales and was spitting pus, looking half-dead.

However, Quirrell was amazed by such power, exclaiming, "The silent effect brings you an astonishing boost! Even without visual imagery, the power of this magic is still considerable!"

Perhaps it was his stuttering during regular classes that made Quirrell cherish his one-on-one lessons even more.

Despite the pain in his throat, he went on to explain more about compound magic and recommended several related books.

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At 1:50 p.m. on Sunday afternoon, Wizette stood at the door of Snape's office.

"Come in!" Snape's voice suddenly rang out. "Good sense of time."

Compared to Quirrell's theoretical and practical teaching, Snape's teaching was more concise.

A magical energy field was set up in the office, and many materials were piled up inside.

You can find both magical plants and animal materials here.

These materials were unprocessed; the animal specimens were not only covered in blood but could even twitch slightly, indicating their freshness.

Snape asked, "What materials can you handle?"

Vizette stepped forward and glanced at them. “White saffron, wrinkled figs, jumping umbrella mushrooms, Gordigenous plums, and airship plums are all fine. I’ve prepared them at home before.”

Luna's daily routine consists of tending to the garden and taking him along to process magical plants, which they then sell in Diagon Alley to supplement their income.

“Very well,” Snape replied coldly. “Go and deal with those dragon entrails.”

Having spent some time at Hogwarts, Vezel wasn't at all surprised that Snape would say something like that.

Vizette rolled up her sleeves, stepped into the magical energy field, and immediately shivered.

Snape's voice remained icy. "How are you feeling?"

"It's a bit cold." Vizette spread out her palms to feel the cold, then took a deep breath.

"The temperature should be close to zero degrees Celsius, the humidity should be just right, and it shouldn't feel stuffy, making it ideal for preserving these materials."

Snape said, "I will teach you this magic. Go back and practice it on your own. Next time, you will be in charge of maintaining the magical energy field."

"Can I use it normally? Or is it a technique for handling materials...?" Vizette asked.

"Use it if you want, just don't embarrass me!" Snape's tone softened slightly. "Do you know the Cutting Charm?"

Vizette nodded and replied, "Yes! I've practiced several times recently."

“Then let’s get started! Use the cutting charm to cut open the membrane on the surface of the dragon liver…” Snape said, taking out his wand.

"Your technique is too crude! Do you think dragon liver and pig liver are equally cheap? Congratulations, pigs think the same thing..."

"Pierce it into the depression of the dragon's kidney! The green lump contains deadly poison. Either remove it completely with a cutting spell, or lick it clean. Not a single drop should be left..."

"What are you doing? How could you pick up the dragon's heart like that? It contains dragon's blood, an absolutely precious ingredient! Are you planning to sell yourself to Hogwarts to pay off your debts...?"