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

Pretending that nothing happened sounds simple, but when he actually put it into practice, he found that it was not easy to do.

He arrived at the designated floor thirty minutes early and lingered on the stairs for a long time before finally adjusting his mindset to face Quirrell alone.

He carefully placed the silverware on the table and said solemnly, "Professor Quirrell, thank you for your help."

"Hmm!" Quirrell simply responded, his tone somewhat cold.

Whether it was psychological or not, Wizette felt that Quirrell was in a bad state.

His face was very pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his forehead was covered in sweat... all these characteristics indicated one thing: Quirrell was under tremendous pressure.

“Professor Quirrell, you don’t look well…” Wizette greeted him as usual, “Why don’t you go and see Madam Pomfrey?”

“No need…” Quirrell forced an extremely awkward smile. “It’s probably just that the weather is cold, and I haven’t gotten used to it yet.”

“Sit down, let’s begin!” He exhaled a long breath, avoiding looking at Vizette’s face. “Learn a more complex compound spell—the Hanging Wail Charm!”

The Hanging Curse is also a curse. It can be cast directly with a lengthy incantation, or it can be hidden inside an object and used as a trap.

Opal is the best choice, as it can bring out the full effect of this curse.

To demonstrate the spell's effect, Quirrell used the Hanging Scream Charm to create an opal pendant beforehand.

He tied the pendant to a venomous snake, and the moment the opal touched the snake's belly, the snake suddenly went limp, as if it had lost consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, the venomous snake floated into the air, emitting a heart-wrenching hissing sound, its body twisting and turning.

About five minutes later, the snake was hanged while in agony and struggle, losing all its breath.

Everything the venomous snake had gone through before fit the name of this complex magic: the Hanging Hiss.

The thought of ending a life in such a cruel way sent chills down Vizette's spine.

Quirrell was in even worse shape than him, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead and prominent veins on his temples, as if he were enduring something.

Without giving himself time to catch his breath, he forced himself to speak, "As you can see, this composite magic contains several effects."

"First, it can make the victim lose consciousness; then float in mid-air, screaming unconsciously, until... until the victim is tortured to death..."

He started stuttering again, and his face turned deathly pale.

Vizette sighed softly, trying to remain calm, and imagining how she would ask questions if she knew nothing.

“Professor Quirrell, do we really need to learn curses? I feel that the Curse of Sickness is enough... and I’m not suited for curses, as you told me.”

“Yes… I did tell you!” Quirrell nodded, hesitated for a moment before continuing, “Dark magic is just one form of magic… after all, that’s what I’m good at.”

"Didn't you... learn the Levitation Charm? The Hanging and Howling Charm also contains the knowledge of the Levitation Charm, that's the effect... making the victim float in mid-air!"

"This complex...compound magic will utilize extensions of the Levitation Charm, the Stun Charm, and the Body Binding Charm..."

He finally got into the zone and began an in-depth analysis of the Hanging Screaming Curse.

If you ignore Quirrell's worrying condition, the lesson is actually much more interesting.

Vizet found the levitation spell and its extensions very helpful.

This not only deepened his understanding of the Levitation Charm, but also turned a new page in "The Wizard's Practical Guide".

Ancient Magic: Levitation Charm: The spell "Ravasa" guides ancient magic to cast the levitation charm, enhancing its power and enabling it to lift larger creatures.

This spell is quite similar to the modified summoning spell; both can affect living beings.

Compared to the lengthy incantation of the Levitation Charm, this spell's incantation is significantly more concise and powerful.

More importantly, when Vizet acquired this ancient magic, he did not expend any ancient magical power.

The sun sets, signaling the end of today's lessons.

Quirrell looked as if he had exhausted a great deal of energy, and he just slumped into the chair without any regard for his image.

"Professor Quirrell, are you really alright? Should I take you to the school clinic?" Wizette asked with concern.

"No need!" Quirrell refused again. "I'll just eat something...I'll be fine after a bit! You should go now! Go now!"

Vizette nodded. "Professor Quirrell... thank you!"

The moment he gripped the doorknob, he glanced at Quirrell and left behind a chocolate frog.

Quirrell's expression was one of extreme pain, his face deathly pale, like a blank sheet of paper.

He noticed the chocolate frog Vizette had left behind, and his tone became even more resolute. Gritting his teeth, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

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Chapter 79 Voldemort's Orders

Quirrell was the only one left in the office. He suddenly jumped up, clutching the back of his head with a ferocious expression.

Quirrell gritted his teeth and cast his spell on the door before tearing off the cloth strip from his head.

“That’s more like it,” Voldemort chuckled hoarsely. “Do everything as I say…”

“Show him the Hanging Screaming Charm, and then guide him little by little to learn this magic… Quirinus, I hope you can always be so obedient.”

Quirrell glanced at Voldemort in the mirror out of the corner of his eye, and the hideous face sent chills down his spine.

“Of course… my master!” Quirrell said painfully, looking at the chocolate frog on the table. “I will obey your orders until you regain your power.”

"That's great!" Voldemort's voice carried a hint of smugness. "Have you found a way to get past the obstacle behind that room, and that three-headed dog?"

“We’ve got a lead! Professor Sprout must have set up the Devil’s Web…” Quirrell said tremblingly.

"As for the three-headed dog... I asked Professor Kettleburn... he didn't know how to deal with it..."

"Such a thing exists?" Voldemort murmured. "If even the professor of the Fantastic Beasts Protection class doesn't know how to get through Cerberus... then you should go find someone else!"

Quirrell quickly asked, "Master... do you have an idea?"

“That gamekeeper, Rubeus Hagrid!” Voldemort’s face showed a hint of disgust. “His head is filled with knowledge about magical creatures!”

"Try to get close to him! He's not very discreet; I reckon you can get him to reveal the weaknesses of Cerberus in just a few words! Yes! Do just that!"

“This…” Quirrell looked troubled. “Master, you seem to know him very well… Do you have a good way to get closer to him?”

“His tastes are disgusting…” Voldemort said with a look of disgust. “I remember… he loved those huge, ugly magical creatures.”

"First, find him a baby animal of XXXXX level, then get him some alcohol, and he'll tell you everything!"

"Will it really work..." Quirrell's voice was full of worry, "And animal cubs of the XXXXX level aren't cheap..."

"Quirinus, you seem to be disobeying me again?" Voldemort grinned maliciously. "I've already fed you the plan; can't you find a way to carry it out?"

"I...I understand!" Quirrell quickly pleaded. "I will do my utmost to accomplish this!"

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Sunday afternoon was the time for Snape's private lessons.

The office is rather empty today; there are neither baskets of raw meat and blood to be processed nor bundles of herbs to be cleared away.

In the center of the office was a table with a crucible, weighing and processing equipment, and dozens of neatly arranged potion ingredients.

Vizette glanced at the potion ingredients on the table and immediately felt a sense of familiarity.

Snape sat to one side, raised his chin, and gestured towards the table. "Let's begin!"

Vizette nodded in understanding, walked to the cauldron, and carefully examined the potion ingredients on the table.

Snape did indeed make him differentiate the materials; his notes from that night were not in vain.

He recalled the potion recipe he had written down that night and kept the potion ingredients that were needed.

"The air is cold and the water is frigid!" He created a magical energy field and placed the materials he didn't need inside, without being careless at all.

After doing all this, Vizette returned to the cauldron and examined the potion ingredients on the table.

"Tell me their function!" Snape said, arms crossed, "and the specific methods of treatment."

“Okay!” Vizet replied.

He first held up a bunch of herbs and said unhurriedly, "Lavender needs to be made into a tincture. Chop up the lavender flowers and leaves and soak them in alcohol."

"The soaking time depends on the concentration. Generally, it needs to be soaked in a cool place for four to six weeks, and it needs to be shaken regularly to ensure full extraction."

“The flowers and leaves are extracted using a summoning spell, and then filtered three times to ensure no impurities remain. The tincture is then stored in a cool, dark place.”

“Passing it through the filter three times is your doing,” Snape said coldly. “A single summoning spell is enough to remove all impurities!”

“Yes, I still have a lot to learn, and my magic level needs improvement.” Vizet responded skillfully, then picked up another jar covered by a black cloth.

"Moon dew nectar is honey that must be obtained at night, with the best time to collect it being a clear, full moon night. Direct sunlight should be avoided when using it..."

"Moonstone is best ground on a clear, full moon night to maximize its effectiveness..."

"Mugwort, the method for making an infusion is similar to that for tinctures, but it requires the use of morning dew..."

He presented all the materials in a very organized manner, during which Snape remained silent, except for the occasional tremor in his right knee.

Based on Vizet's understanding of Snape, as long as Snape didn't speak, it basically meant he was sure, so Vizet didn't pause.

“Rote memorization, that fits my impression of Ravenclaw,” Snape said in a low voice, lowering his hand.

"You've come to understand this much, so those potion ingredients weren't wasted."

"But that's just the basics. Even a giant monster, with enough training, can become a vault guard. If a potion master tries to imitate that, I suggest he change careers immediately."