"Really, really?" Blilim asked in surprise, "That's great, it's really great!"
"We are friends." Voldemort replied with a smile.
He thought about it secretly. Although he needed to keep a low profile and not attract any suspicious eyes, but——
In the eyes of outsiders, Blelim is his little foundation. If he rejects Blerim's request, this may arouse more suspicion.
Being inconspicuous does not mean not communicating with others, but it requires perfect integration into the group.
After all, what safer way to hide than hiding a tree in the forest?
Voldemort also wanted to thank Tiera for this. Thank Tiera for recruiting so many students from all over the world. Thank Tiera for recruiting so many lowly Muggle students from Europe. This made it easier for him to hide. .
"Come on, let's go to the library." Voldemort said.
The two of them picked up the books scattered on the ground and walked towards the library together.
In the days that followed, Blelim and Voldemort were almost inseparable——
"Yes..." Blilim raised his head in shame, and then quibbled a little too convincingly, "You remember everything he just said..."
The only problem isn't that Blerim is generally difficult and distracting.
And Blelim——
"Oh? Really?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about what you reviewed yesterday?"
Everything that is about learning attracts Blelim.
"You...you know." Jin Xuequan said loudly, feeling a little frustrated.
Within reason for a seventh grader.
"Ah...that...um...800...870 grams of dried Holy Wing Flower and..." Bray Reem was confused for a while. I knew that I had definitely reviewed that knowledge point yesterday, but why didn't I think about it?
"Blelim, he needs to focus a little more." Voldemort reminded, "Only when you are not focused can you truly grasp the meaning."
Blelim had just had a curse removed by Tiera. According to normal people's thinking at this time, the instigator would definitely be eager to leave Hogwarts, but Voldemort decided to do the opposite. Just like before, he has been Follow Blelim.
"Focus! Focus!" Voldemort looked at Blelim's distracted look and sighed helplessly, then stretched out his hand and knocked on my head.
"That's it..." Voldemort smiled maliciously, "Test him, what can you get if you mix a few grams of dried Holy Wings flower and a few grams of moth tea tree bark together? What?"
When he is not there, he is seeing the Great Elf of Cornell County flying by the window. When he is not there, it is the Quidditch team training on the playground. When he is not there, he is even attracted by the book opened by the classmate sitting next to him——
"You...you also remember it." Blilim said stubbornly, but his voice was not weak at all.
Voldemort imparted his knowledge and experience to Jin Xuequan without any reservation——
As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.
I tried to remember what we reviewed yesterday and tried to find the answer. However, I found that my thinking was less chaotic and I was able to concentrate.
I always study for a while and then I am attracted to other things.
I really don't have any talent. I can learn a small number of knowledge points easily.
Blelim needed Voldemort to review his lessons, and Voldemort... needed a smoke bomb.
