My necromancer career begins at Hogwarts

"Doesn't the Hogwarts library look amazing?" Robert introduced with a hint of pride. "The collection here is one of the largest in the entire wizarding world. Many rare documents that cannot be found elsewhere can be found here in copies or original records."

"It's really great," Morris replied honestly. "I think I'll like this place."

Robert smiled and said, "Every Ravenclaw loves it here... Oh, what kind of information are you looking for? Feel free to ask me anytime if you have any questions."

"Thank you, but I was just browsing."

Maurice did not reveal that he was searching for the recipe for the Water of Life and Death.

Revealing to the other party that he was interested in a dangerous and controlled potion recipe would be tantamount to asking for trouble—even if he had a good impression of Robert and the other party was very likely to know about the potion of life and death.

His gaze fell on the iron gate to the side. "Is that the restricted book area?"

When Robert came out just now, the iron gate was automatically locked.

"That's right," Robert replied.

Morris paused, then asked, "How do I get into the restricted section to find information?"

Robert glanced at him in surprise. "You just need to apply to a professor. As long as you have a valid reason, I think most professors won't refuse. I recommend Professor Flitwick; he's our dean."

"What if there's no legitimate reason?" Morris said casually.

Robert chuckled twice, lowering his voice, "You can come at night. The locks here aren't enchanted; you can get in with just a lockpicking spell. Also, try to come after midnight; Filch rarely patrols then..."

Morris looked at him with a hint of surprise.

Their prefect seemed to be very familiar with the procedure of sneaking into the restricted book section.

They were even passing on their experience to him.

"Don't look at me like that, Morris," Robert shrugged. "I've never sneaked in. I have the professor's approval."

Morris understood without saying a word.

Just then, Mrs. Pince walked over from a distance and said to Robert, "Mr. Hilliard, have you found the book you wanted to borrow?"

"Yes, madam."

"Then come here to register."

Before leaving with Mrs. Pince, Robert winked at Maurice and said casually, "Well, Maurice, I hope I won't hear from you again that you got points deducted for staying out at the library at night. Goodbye."

Morris watched his retreating figure and understood that the other man was reminding him.

Moreover, he realized something.

Robert Hilliard was not a very rule-abiding guy.

Just like him.

"An interesting person."

Morris snapped out of his thoughts and turned to walk towards the bookshelf.

......

For the next week, Maurice spent almost all his time in the library, except for attending classes.

Of course, he wasn't in a hurry to find the recipe for the Water of Life and Death.

While slowly working towards his goal, he also read many other books on various topics.

The Hogwarts Library has almost every kind of book, covering virtually everything, and even some newly published essays or poetry collections by wizarding authors.

As Maurice had previously stated, he enjoys reading books.

For him, this place might be paradise, who knows?

He quickly became engrossed in it.

Under these circumstances, progress on the formula for the Water of Life and Death was naturally slow.

In addition, he visited Hagrid this week to inquire about the progress of the centaur matter.

According to Hagrid, the centaur community felt very sorry for what had happened to him and wanted to apologize in person.

But Morris rejected the offer; he now had absolutely no goodwill towards centaurs and even thought it was a trap.

He also inquired about the condition of the centaur named Bain, and heard that it had taken him a week to recover from the injury Morris had inflicted on him.

Regarding this, all Maurice can say is that he deserved it.

......

Mid-September, Saturday, midnight.

Morris had been meditating in his dorm room for three hours straight.

"It's almost time."

He changed into dark casual clothes, carefully placed his wand at his waist, and silently slipped out of the dormitory.

The moonlight was cool and clear, casting silvery dapples on the floor through the window.

The lounge was quiet, empty except for the faint sounds of the wind outside the window and the hooting of owls.

He is now going to the restricted section of the library.

He might find information about the Water of Life and Death or methods for faking death in the forbidden book section.

He had been curious about that place for a long time, and now was the perfect time to go.

Because he was already able to use the Shadow Technique skillfully without chanting.

Even if he encounters an unexpected situation, such as running into Filch head-on, he can easily escape—unless the other party can also disappear into the darkness like him.

With his understanding of the castle's nighttime patrol patterns gained over the past week, he was very confident.

Stepping out of the lounge, Maurice avoided the main staircase densely covered with portraits and successfully circled around to the library entrance via a less-traveled corridor in the north wing of the castle.

The library was quiet and deserted. He walked straight to the iron gate of the restricted book section.

Looking at the lock on the door, he suddenly realized something important.

Although Robert said that only one unlocking spell was needed to open it, but—

He doesn't know the unlocking spell.

Fortunately, he had other ways to solve this problem.

"Shadow Concealment Technique"

As the magic was cast, Morris was enveloped in a flowing black mist, which instantly twisted and disappeared from the spot.

When he reappeared, he had already reached the restricted book area.

"call--"

Morris let out a sigh of relief.

Moving in the shadows is extremely physically demanding; to put it simply, it feels like carrying someone underwater.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.

Now, it's time to get down to business.

As he ventured deeper into the forbidden book section, Maurice discovered a narrow staircase leading downwards.

The restricted book section also has an underground floor?

He immediately chose to walk down the stairs.

The staircase is not long, with only about a dozen steps.

Downstairs was a small room, decorated similarly to the upstairs room, with towering bookshelves and heavy wooden tables, only it looked more ancient, and the air was filled with a stronger smell of stale parchment.

However, these are not the main points.

The point is-

There are people inside!

It was a tall, thin old man leaning against the wall. He had a scar on his neck, his hair was gray and messy, his robe was covered in dirt, and he was holding an open book in his hand.

The two locked eyes, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Um..." Morris steadied his breathing and tried to sound casual as he said, "Good evening. I didn't know anyone was here. Goodbye."

After saying that, he casually took half a step back and immediately turned to leave.

Okay, let's just pretend I've never been here.

slip away.

Unfortunately, the old man had no intention of letting him go.

"etc!"

Morris felt a sharp gaze fixed on his back.