After breaking through the second level of magic perception, Aini can sense the feedback from others more clearly.
The black magic talent has been improved, the ancient curse talent has been improved, the soul spell talent has been improved...
After receiving the hatred of the Dark Lord, his common spell talents except divination have been slightly improved, and he has also gained many unpopular talents.
It turns out that not only kind thanks, but also malicious hatred can be reciprocated.
However, I have criticized some people before, but it seems that I have gained nothing. Does it mean that I have to be a player with a poor character like Lao Fu to be able to achieve positive results from negative results?
Quirrell, who made a wave of dolphin sounds, naturally couldn't continue to pretend to be faint.
Ani would like to see Quirrell's next performance, but if the troll runs to the first floor, the party will be over.
That stuff was so smelly that no one could eat after the smell spread.
Fortunately, it is not difficult to deal with this big guy. After knocking him unconscious, he can attract a few house elves and throw them into the Forbidden Forest. They have a habitat in the deeper areas.
When Ernie returned, Professor McGonagall was still trying to persuade Dumbledore to stop the party and find out how the troll entered Hogwarts.
"Don't worry, Minerva." Dumbledore didn't want to tell Minerva the truth for the time being. It wasn't that he didn't believe her. In fact, this upright and serious witch really didn't know how to act.
It wouldn't be fun to break the tacit understanding between him and Voldemort.
For the sake of the safety of the next few Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, Mr. Riddle should be asked to stay at Hogwarts for a longer period of time.
"I believe Aini will handle it well. Oh, he's back."
"It's solved. The giant monster should have returned to its den now. It seems to be just Professor Quirrell's Halloween joke."
Aini said while scanning the scene.
Well, Madam Pomfrey is still here, and Quirrell doesn't dare to ask her to treat him even if he wants to come.
If Madam Pomfrey were to see the sting that almost entered her brain, she would definitely use a healing spell, and then the secret of Quirrell and Voldemort's two-faced persona would not be kept.
Although this injury is fatal to ordinary people, in the magical world, except for the special damage caused by black magic, regular damage can hardly kill a wizard.
Even after Voldemort helped suppress the damage, Quirrell walked out of the auditorium rubbing his eyes like an innocent man whose prank failed.
As expected, Professor Snape's seat was empty.
"Harry, what's wrong with you?"
Lowering his head, Harry covered the scar on his head, feeling a strong burning sensation at the scar.
"It's okay, I just had a headache."
After rubbing it again, Harry raised his head and suddenly found Aini looking at him. When he saw him looking up, he raised his glass and gestured to him.
Receiving the professor's concern, Harry quickly picked up the pumpkin juice and smiled gratefully.
While sipping the cider and looking at the wool floating over, Aini couldn't help but be fascinated.
Speaking of which, I just thought that the HP world obviously has a place similar to the underworld and the pure land, so I don't know what the scene was like after Snape met the Potters.
Then he glanced at Harry subconsciously.
Why did this kid give me a piece of white wool in return?
Aini couldn't figure it out.
Quirrell couldn't figure it out either.
I can’t figure out which bastard, &￥%#&￥*&##￥*￥#&&…￥*** dropped a Billywig stinger in the auditorium.
If the master hadn't taken action, he would have been exposed.
Moreover, the pain that goes deep into the brain...
Quirrell shivered violently, and just thinking about it made him sweat.
He casually conjured an eyepatch and put it on his right eye. The toxin of the Billywig bug was not strong, but it contained magic power after all. It would take some time to heal such an injury, so he was temporarily blind.
Looking at his increasingly pale face in the mirror, Chilo now only wishes he had never been to Albania.
Although I was often laughed at for being timid in the past, but...
"Ah~~I was wrong, Master, please forgive me."
Quirrell twisted and fell to the ground, looking like a wretch with half of his body crushed.
"Idiot! I could have gotten that stone today and drank the wine of life."
The weird hoarse voice revealed boundless rage. Not only did this useless thing fail to achieve its plan, but it actually made the great Dark Lord spend all his hard-earned energy to treat his ridiculous injuries.
"Master, your servant will definitely help you resurrect. Please let me go. I will not fail again."
Quirrell struggled in pain, the pain was unbearable, not only because of Voldemort's punishment.
It's because of the loss of life.
Every time Voldemort takes action, whether it's attacking, healing injuries, or even torturing himself, Quirrell's life force will be consumed.
Every action Voldemort takes after possessing him is in exchange for his lifespan.
No one knew what Quirrell was going through in the office.
But Aini expected that it would not be too easy. Voldemort was not a good boss who cared about his subordinates.
Returning to his seat, Aini stretched out his hand and twisted the corner of Hagrid's clothes. There was a piece of white fluff stuck to it.
"Is Shay okay?"
"Of course, you know, unicorns always come in groups." Hagrid laughed.
Over the past two months, Hagrid has been amazed by Aini's knowledge of magical animals. Coupled with their shared love for magical creatures, Hagrid has long regarded him as his best friend.
"But it's a good thing you're not a unicorn, otherwise Fili would have suspected that Shay had your seed in his belly." Hagrid laughed and teased Aini. Fili is the leader of the unicorn group in the Forbidden Forest, and also Shay. partner.
Ani glanced at Hagrid angrily.
This big guy can talk freely after he gets used to it, so he won't let a third party penetrate him...
Ugh, you just had a baby with a unicorn.
"Pfft~"
"Laugh, laugh, don't hold it in." Looking at another redhead next to him, Aini said angrily.
"Hahahaha, sorry, Ani."
Just looking at his appearance, it is difficult to connect the cheating handsome guy in front of him with the greasy uncle Arthur.
By the way, if this book wasn't called "Harry Potter", Bill should be the protagonist of the story.
Not much to say about his appearance, he is a truly cool guy, and when he shows his naughty smile, he is extremely lethal to the little witch.
Aini suspected that if he had lowered his baseline, he might have more lovers than his younger brother now.
Not to mention ability, with 12 OWL certificates, even the new generation of top academics, Hermione, who had the best grades in her class, could not achieve it.
After graduation, he became a Gringotts Curse Breaker. Before coming to Hogwarts, he was leading the effort to break the ancient curse of the pyramid. He was also the youngest Curse Breaker at Gringotts.
At present, his attainments in magic spells surpass Aini's by a whole street.
What's even more rare is that Bill, who can be called the proud son of God, is upright, fair, and very easy-going. It is difficult for you to dislike such a person.
And Aini himself is not arrogant and domineering, and the relationship between the two is more than friendly, but there is no deep friendship.
"Ani, are you free during the Christmas vacation? My mother would like to invite you to my house."
"Of course, but I have to come back tonight. Two unicorns are pregnant. I may have to live in the Forbidden Forest from now until next spring."
Ani found that he seemed to have shot himself in the foot. Although he felt happy to trick Voldemort, it increased Lao Vol's consumption.
He will definitely attack the unicorn in advance, and Aini certainly cannot sit idly by.
He had no choice but to sleep in the Forbidden Forest every night, so as to avoid the Apparition restriction at Hogwarts.
If someone touches the induction spell he left on the unicorn, he will give him a big surprise in return.
"I think they must like you very much, Aini, you are the kindest wizard I have ever met."
Ani shrugged and did not accept Bill's good guy card.
"I can't say that I'm kind. I just like them very much. If I find someone hurting them, I will make them kind."
Yes, you must let them know that it will be very cold down there after being fucked.
Thinking of this, Aini looked at Snape's empty chair again. One day he would learn [Shen Feng Wu Ying]. It would definitely be the first sharp knife that he could not take back after finishing it.
"To be honest, I thought you would succeed Professor Kettleburn. I heard that he is retiring soon. After all, except Mr. Scamander, I don't think anyone can surpass you in this regard."
"Hagrid." Aini said firmly, "I believe Hagrid is also qualified for this position."
"Me? No, no. I don't think I can do better than you. Besides, I'm just not allowed to..." Hagrid's voice became lower and lower, and in the end, he was afraid that he himself didn't understand the meaning. The muttering sound.
Of course Aini knew what Hagrid didn't dare to express, but he couldn't comfort him. He had no reasonable channel to understand the last secret room incident.
Hagrid's mood was a little low, but he soon looked at Aini with hope and asked cautiously.
"Really? Ani?"
"I mean, do you really think I'm qualified to be Professor Keltburn?"
His originally casual expression turned serious, and Aini tilted his neck upward so that he could look directly into Hagrid's eyes.
"Of course. I think that Headmaster Dumbledore can find no one who knows and loves these charming little guys better than you. You will definitely be qualified for the post of Professor of Care of Magical Creatures."
Hagrid stopped talking, took out a handkerchief and covered his face, his shoulders twitching, and he started sobbing.
"Okay Hagrid, isn't this a happy thing?"
In the past two months, Aini has accumulated rich experience in how to transfer this particularly emotional older child.
"We'll go to the kitchen to get some food later. Lu Wei must have missed you. The poor little guy must be bored out of his mind when he stays alone in his room every day."
Sure enough, Hagrid's mind was immediately drawn to Lu Wei, and he began to tell how he raised the three-headed furry child, his tone full of pride.
After Quirrell left, the whole party was filled with a cheerful atmosphere until the end of the party.
Just when he thought that today was going to end like this, Dumbledore called to him.
"Aini, I'm sorry to take up a little of your time. Please come with me to the principal's office."
