My necromancer career begins at Hogwarts

Morris spent an entire afternoon searching for just one book from Snape's reading list.

Hogwarts' library is so large that even with its detailed classifications, finding the book you need is a huge undertaking.

Fortunately, Mrs. Pince knew the location of all the books perfectly.

After asking, Mrs. Pince immediately found all the books on his list for him.

One can only say that he truly deserves to be called the librarian of Hogwarts.

Morris regretted not seeking help sooner.

After repeatedly assuring Mrs. Pince that he would not damage the books, he successfully carried them back to his dormitory.

In the days that followed, he immersed himself in these books, almost neglecting to eat or sleep, absorbing everything about potions.

Those complex recipes, ancient potion theories... unfolded little by little before his eyes.

Strange and fascinating.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the necessary materials with him and could only try out some simple recipes in potions class.

Gradually, this could no longer satisfy him.

Just like a college student, if you make him do elementary school problems repeatedly, he will inevitably find it boring.

On the last Saturday of October, Maurice also found the potion recipe he had been searching for—the Water of Life and Death.

The recipe is in that book, "Advanced Potion Making".

That was actually the Potions class textbook from sixth year at Hogwarts.

The raw materials for the "Water of Life and Death" include narcissus root powder, valerian root, sleep bean, and more than a dozen auxiliary ingredients, and the brewing process is even more complicated and precise.

It is obvious that this is a very high-level magic potion.

Making it successfully is certainly not as simple as making a boil medicine.

Morris couldn't wait to try it immediately.

But the problem now is—how should he obtain the raw materials for the Water of Life and Death?

......

In the afternoon, Maurice found the Weasley twins in the courtyard, playing with a few dung balls like marbles.

"The raw materials for the Water of Life and Death?"

After reviewing the list of raw materials Morris had given him, Fred said with some difficulty, "This is not going to be easy."

Is it expensive?

Fred nodded. "These are all rather uncommon materials. I estimate that one set might cost tens of gallons. And... if we're just ordering through Owl Mail, it's practically impossible to buy all of these varieties."

Morris felt a headache coming on.

From this perspective, all his possessions were only enough to buy one set of materials for the Water of Life and Death.

What's more troublesome is that even if you have the money, you might not be able to buy it.

"Go to Diagon Alley? Can you buy it there?"

Fred thought for a moment, then nodded. "I think it's possible, but the price won't be cheap."

Upon hearing this, Morris breathed a slight sigh of relief; as long as there was a way to buy the raw materials, that would be fine.

As for the price—he can only try to make some money.

Sure enough, no matter where you are, being broke is the biggest problem.

"Thank you, Fred, George," he said earnestly.

"You're welcome."

George and Fred exchanged a glance and simultaneously revealed sly smiles.

They squeezed to either side of Morris, getting very close, and clamped down on his arms.

"What's wrong?" Morris asked suspiciously, sensing that the twins had some ill intentions.

"Don't rush off, Maurice," Fred said in a low voice. "Dozens of Galleons, that's no small sum. I doubt you can afford it."

"And we happen to know a shortcut that can perfectly solve this problem," George added mysteriously.

Morris watched them warily.

"What shortcut?"

"Let me make this clear first, I won't do anything illegal."

"Oh, even selling one's body won't do. Unless the other party... never mind, definitely not!"

The twins grinned at the same time.

"We never break the rules!" Fred said seriously, raising one hand. "We are law-abiding students."

George blinked and whispered, "There's a potion-making supplies storehouse in the basement of Hogwarts. I think you should know that—it's right next to the Potions classroom."

"You mean...?"

"Literally." Fred released his arm. "George and I sneaked in before, and the materials inside were much more complete than what you listed, even the processing tools were all there."

Morris frowned. "That probably doesn't comply with the regulations."

George said in a lighthearted tone, "Those are all school property, and as Hogwarts students, we theoretically have the 'right to use' them, so it's fine."

"Nonsense," Morris thought.

"Don't worry, Morris," Fred patted him on the shoulder again, saying matter-of-factly, "As long as you don't get caught, it's not considered breaking the rules."

Morris was speechless.

Is this what the twins mean by "we never do anything that violates the rules"?

They really are two guys who fear neither heaven nor earth.

but.

He doesn't object.

Morris pondered for a moment and said, "Just one more question: who manages the potion ingredient warehouse?"

"Professor Snape," Fred replied.

Sure enough, Morris nodded.

Who else could it be but Snape?

This school has only one potions professor.

"The key is in the leftmost drawer of Snape's desk," George said. "It's unlocked, but there's something wrong with the drawer's slide; it pulls out completely with a slight lift, so you can't use too much force."

Upon hearing this, Maurice twitched the corner of his mouth.

Why do you two seem so familiar with each other?

He guessed that the twins had done it more than once.

"So?" Fred asked in a cacophony of encouragement. "Have you decided? Want to join us?"

Morris didn't hesitate for long.

"Of course," he said, "when will we act?"

Although he wasn't in a rush, he wanted to get the Water of Life and Death as soon as possible if he could—even if it would violate school rules.

"Very good, we accept you as our comrade, Morris." Fred looked satisfied.

"Me too," George nodded.

Both of them simultaneously wore expressions of triumph.

Morris felt that he didn't actually need that kind of approval.

After a brief discussion, the three decided to conduct their first site visit at midnight tonight, with the actual action to be planned for the upcoming Halloween dinner.

At the dinner, all the professors and students would gather in the hall, and Snape was no exception.

That was the perfect time for them to make their move.

"Oh, one more thing," Fred said. "You probably haven't learned the Disillusionment Charm."

"I've already learned it," Morris denied.

The twins raised their eyebrows simultaneously, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

"Really?" Fred looked Maurice up and down. "He learned the Disillusionment Charm in his first year?"

While the Disillusionment Charm isn't a particularly difficult spell, it's not something you can easily master either.

Morris immediately demonstrated his Disillusionment spell.

As he waved his wand, his figure gradually faded away, leaving only a slightly distorted wisp of air.

Fred whistled.

"Not very skilled, but acceptable," he commented. "Good enough to fool Filch and his cat."

Morris lifted the spell, and his form reappeared.

"That's enough," he said casually.

He hadn't practiced the spell in depth; he barely knew the incantation.

As a form of magic that conceals one's presence, the Shadow Magic is more useful at night.

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