My necromancer career begins at Hogwarts

The train takes a whole afternoon to reach Hogwarts.

Morris had plenty of time to chat with the enthusiastic upperclassmen.

"Hogwarts has four houses: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Gryffindor is the best house. By the way, your entrance exam is to defeat a two-headed, ten-foot-tall troll. You need to defeat it to officially enter Hogwarts..."

Lee Jordan seemed to be a chatterbox, constantly telling Maurice about Hogwarts.

However, Maurice did not believe his last few words.

Morris had read about Hogwarts in books and had some knowledge of the four houses.

He didn't really care which college he would be assigned to.

Even if he cares, it's useless—it's not something he can decide anyway.

During this time, George also shared a strange toffee with Morris.

After Maurice ate it, his tongue became enormous, as if it had been inflated with air, to the point that he could no longer speak clearly.

The effect lasted for almost half a minute.

Seeing this comical sight, George and Fred clapped their hands, looking excited.

"Success! The effect is stable and the duration is precise!" Fred cheered.

"What kind of candy is this?" Morris asked, smacking his lips, a hint of sweetness still lingering in his mouth.

George laughed and explained, "Fat Tongue Toffee. It's a prank product we invented, and you've already seen the results."

"So what's it used for?" Morris asked curiously.

Upon hearing this question, the twins exchanged a glance.

George shrugged and replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "For pranks."

Fred added, "To be honest, it's not very useful. It won't help you pass your Potions exam, nor will it make your wand shine brighter... but it's fun, isn't it?"

He opened his arms wide, his face beaming with pure joy. "So, Maurice, how about joining our prank club?"

Lee Jordan looked puzzled. "Is there such a club as Hogwarts?"

“That’s not important,” Fred said matter-of-factly. “We just decided to establish it.”

Lee Jordan decided to ignore the two idiots. He lowered his voice and said to Morris with a hint of schadenfreude, "Don't let their smugness fool you. These two fools spent the entire last semester's final exams messing around with Fat Tongue Toffee, and their grades were almost all 'Ps' and 'Ds'."

Although his voice was very soft, the twins seemed to have caught the key words and started playfully fighting with him in a huff.

"They really are three interesting people," Maurice thought.

"Pat-pat, pat..."

Suddenly, a toad appeared in their private room, hopping around on the floor.

"Hey, whose toad is this?" Lee Jordan exclaimed in surprise.

"Uh...didn't you bring it here?" Morris asked, puzzled. "It's been hopping around here for ten minutes now."

“We’re not going to keep an ugly toad as a pet,” Fred retorted. “This animal is useless except as a test subject for spells. And it costs the same as an owl!”

Poor toad, its status is truly lowly.

George wanted to catch the toad.

However, the moment he reached out, the seemingly clumsy toad pushed off with its hind legs and leaped up with astonishing agility, landing directly on his head.

Immediately afterwards, it started jumping around the carriage, its movements frighteningly agile.

Even three third-grade students working together couldn't catch it.

"Wow!" Morris exclaimed.

As expected of a toad from the magical world, it's truly something else.

Suddenly, the toad changed direction and flew straight towards Morris's face!

"The Curse of Wailing!"

In desperation, Maurice tried using a spell he knew on the toad.

One of the advantages of curse spells is that they automatically select targets within a range according to the user's will.

This is the best choice when facing a target moving at high speed.

Almost the instant the chanting ended, the toad landed on the floor with a "plop".

Its body trembled violently, its limbs twitched uncontrollably, white foam kept gushing from the corners of its mouth, and a trace of bewilderment remained in its bulging eyes after suffering a huge mental shock.

Morris was somewhat surprised.

Although the target was just a toad, the effect of the Wailing Curse exceeded his expectations.

When he used it on canned goods and fireworks before, the results weren't that dramatic.

Could it be that his two pets have a higher resistance to this type of magic?

Lee Jordan's eyes widened as he looked at the toad still twitching slightly on the ground, then at the calm-faced Morris, and exclaimed in amazement, "Cool, man! What kind of magic did you just use? I've never heard of that spell before. Wait, didn't you use a wand?"

His questions came in rapid succession, and Fred and George immediately gathered around, focusing their attention on Morris.

"Uh..." Morris hadn't expected the three to be so surprised, and explained, "It's a strange spell I saw in an old book. I just wanted to test its effects. It seems to be working well."

He paused, then changed the subject, "By the way, is it strange not to use a wand?"

The three were speechless at Morris's lack of common sense.

"Let me tell you, Maurice," George said earnestly, "only the most powerful and experienced wizards can use spells without the aid of a wand."

"Probably just a lucky break?" Morris shrugged.

"I like that analogy," Fred chuckled. "But Morris, can you try again? Let's see what you're capable of."

Morris looked at the poor toad on the floor, which had just stopped twitching and still looked somewhat listless.

"Oh, of course."

He stretched out his palm again, aimed it at the toad, and pretended to be trying to concentrate, making up random incantations.

It's probably best not to stand out too much...

"Ushnishima Kapakka!"

Morris somehow found this nonsensical phrase in his mind and read it aloud.

The toad on the ground naturally didn't react, remaining lying there blankly, and even let out a weak croak.

"Hmm..." Morris feigned regret, "It doesn't seem like it will work."

This result seems to have made it easier for the twins and Lee Jordan to accept.

"As expected, casting spells without a staff isn't that simple," George said matter-of-factly.

A first-year student who can reliably cast spells without a staff is truly astonishing.

Morris timely ended the discussion about his spellcasting abilities and turned his attention back to the toad on the ground. "So, whose toad is this? Wild?"