Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying!

"Imagine boldly, verify carefully."

"On the path of alchemy, one can never be too cautious."

"Of course, what we're going to learn today is the most basic part—how to give thoughts to inanimate objects..."

……

Professor Morrie's bioalchemy course lasted only three days. After that, he gave Wade a few books and a bunch of alchemical materials, letting him learn through practice.

After dinner, Steven invited Wade to visit his farm.

“If you have any close friends, you can invite them over too. My farm has lots of fun little animals that kids love,” Steven said.

Wade asked, "Won't that be too intrusive?"

"No. Some little guys really like children, they'll be happy."

Steven joked, "If you have a girl you like, this is a great opportunity!"

Wade said slowly, "I'm only twelve years old, what do I know about dating?"

"Good." Professor Morrie nodded approvingly. "You should focus on your studies while you're in school and not let these things distract you. But you—"

He suddenly looked at Steven and said irritably, "When are you going to get a girlfriend? Are you planning to spend your whole life with that bird snake?"

Steven shrank back and muttered under his breath, "That's what you told me when I was in school... but all my classmates who had girlfriends in school got married after graduation..."

"You graduated from Hogwarts twenty years ago! In that time, if you hadn't spent all your time on the farm, you would have had eight romances by now! At the last party, didn't the Shafik daughter keep smiling at you? Didn't you try to keep in touch with her?"

Steven paused for a moment, then asked blankly, "Did someone from the Shafik family come last time too?"

Professor Morrie glared at Steven, who immediately fell silent.

Finally, because Wade was also there, Professor Morrie did not continue to scold his son.

After dinner, Steven tugged at Wade and pulled him upstairs to pack his luggage.

Once upstairs, Steven said with a pained expression, "Let's hurry... otherwise, when my dad remembers, he'll definitely scold me again..."

Vader readily agreed. He took out his pencil case and silently cast a spell. The pencil case unfolded, turning into the size of a schoolbag. Vader stuffed his books, alchemical materials, and some personal belongings inside.

Then the backpack returned to the size of a pencil case.

This is the advantage of bird snake skin.

When Wade got his hands on it, it looked only the size of a caterpillar, but it could actually grow to a very large size.

So Wade folded it seven times, both sides, so that it could be made into different sizes.

The smallest item is a pencil case, which is also the only one that didn't have the Seamless Stretch spell applied; the largest item is a wardrobe, which has a much larger interior space.

Another benefit of the Seamless Stretch Spell is that no matter how many items are placed inside, it's as if they've been placed in another space, and the user only feels the weight of the box itself.

So he could put it in his pocket and carry it around freely.

Chapter 110 Glaling Farm

"Look at me, I almost forgot about that!"

Seeing Wade's pencil case, Steven slapped his forehead, quickly walked out of the bedroom, and came back in a moment later with a brown bag, saying:

“Bird snakes are very sensitive to the scent of their own kind. You’d better put your pencil case in this bag, or you might get attacked by the bird snakes on the farm.”

“Okay.” Wade took the bag and habitually glanced at the runes and spell combinations on it.

"Is this Professor Morrie's work?"

"Yeah...how did you figure that out?" Steven asked curiously.

“Everyone’s alchemical creations bear their own style, which is easily recognizable to those who are familiar with them,” Vader explained.

Steven: "..."

Is there any obvious difference between this brown deerskin bag and the ones sold in stores?

He didn't understand, but he was also used to not getting too hung up on areas he wasn't good at.

……

From Cyathea Manor, you can fly directly to Gralling Farm—Steven's farm is named Gralling (a type of Pegasus), a name that speaks volumes about his longing.

In the morning, Wade stretched in the sunlight, and heard his bones seem to be cracking.

He strolled along the path between the red brick houses, stretching his muscles as he went.

It was already dark when we arrived at the farm last night. After washing up, Wade went straight to bed in the guest room. Today we finally have time to properly explore the farm.

Unlike the magnificent castle of the Cyathea Manor, the farm only has a dozen or so red brick houses, which at first glance look like a remote ancient village.

The farm is nestled against the mountains and beside the water, boasting stunning scenery and incredibly fresh air.

A few simple fences, shrubs and fir trees divide the farm into areas of varying sizes, interspersed with wild grasses and colorful flowers, making it quiet and beautiful.

Like all wizarding places, Glaling Farm was protected by concealment and banishment spells and did not exist on Muggle maps.

Therefore, it has not been imbued with the smell of steel and gasoline by modern high-speed technology. This place, rarely visited by humans, is simply a paradise for animals.

Blue birds flitted merrily among the leaves, yet made no sound.

Hidden among the thorns was a teardrop-shaped nest, from which a small bird resembling a vulture peeked out, its dark green wings folded, and a worried expression on its face.

Some green creatures that looked like frogs or lizards perched on branches or hid under leaves, with devilish grins on their faces, red boils on their heads, and mouths full of sharp teeth; they didn't look very friendly.

"This is a tree monkey frog."

Steven said, walking up behind Wade.

He reached out his hand, and the tree monkey frog, which had initially looked hostile, jumped onto his hand, its long, lizard-like tail gently curling around his thumb.

Steven patted his head and said, "If they sense danger, the pustules on their heads will flash red. So their pus is one of the raw materials for making endoscopes."

He brought his palm to the branch and gently shook his arm. The tree monkey frog jumped over and quickly disappeared among the leaves.

A tree-guarding humpsaw was stepped on by a tree monkey frog. It slowly moved its body, and the leaves above its head trembled slightly.

“This is really interesting,” Wade said. “I’m starting to understand why you wanted to be a magizoologist.”

"Yes. This world is more colorful because of their existence."

Steven sighed softly and said, "But suitable habitats for magical creatures are becoming increasingly scarce, and protecting them is becoming more and more difficult. Even dragons are unlikely to survive if they are discovered by Muggles."

"So I want to do everything I can to protect them and provide them with an undisturbed living space. I also hope that more people will realize that protecting magical creatures is both important and fun."

“A very noble ideal,” Wade said. “If there’s anything I can do to help, just let me know.”

Steven smiled happily: "When I need it, I'll definitely ask for help without hesitation! Considering—"

He suddenly fell silent, his eyes fixed on what was behind Wade.

A strange snapping sound came from among the leaves, and a large flock of small birds chirped and flapped their wings as they all took flight.

Wade turned around and saw a huge, bluish-gray creature, at least three meters in diameter, slowly gliding through the forest.

Upon closer inspection, its body was not touching the ground at all; it was actually flying in the air.

"Don't be afraid, it's a bird snake, you know, it doesn't eat people."

Steven patted Wade's shoulder and said softly, "It's a little timid, just don't disturb it."

The bird-snake suddenly darted out, its beak, like that of an eagle, snapping into a small blue bird.

It stretched its neck and swallowed it, its body soon shrinking to the size of an ordinary python. Then it slithered through the gaps between the trees and finally coiled up on a tall pine tree.

Its body shrank even smaller, and finally hid under a leaf, almost out of sight.

“Let’s go,” Steven said. “It’ll take it a while to digest!”

After walking a distance, Wade said, "I thought you would stop it from hunting the pheasant."

Steven shook his head: "Protecting magical creatures doesn't mean keeping them in captivity with plenty of food. I just want to prevent them from being harmed by humans, but their predator-prey relationships shouldn't be forcibly changed."

Wade nodded secretly and asked, "Maintaining a farm like this must be quite expensive, right? If you need funds, I can provide some."

The Galleons in the vault are increasing every second, and there's no point in leaving them idle. It's better to use them for something meaningful.

“No need for that yet,” Steven laughed. “House-elves collect the feathers, scales, shed snake skins, and shed horns that magical creatures usually shed. They can sell them for a lot of money, enough to keep the farm running.”

He gave a childlike, smug smile: "Don't let my appearance fool you... I'm a millionaire!! I only need my father's financial support for the first two years after the farm was established, after which I can be self-sufficient."

"How many kinds of magical creatures are kept here in total?" Vader asked curiously.

"Um……"

Steven was stumped. He thought for a moment before saying:

"There are always twenty or thirty kinds... but I can't say for sure. Because some creatures always move over quietly when I'm not paying attention."

“Newly arrived creatures are always quite wary. Sometimes I only discover some hidden traces when they have brought their families with them. If they don’t cause any damage, I usually leave them alone.”

However, the magical creatures that have lived there for a longer time—such as the tree monkey frogs—would regard Steven as their companion or even protector and would be very close to him.

Wade imagined this kind of life, and even though he didn't have a deep love for magical creatures, he felt a sense of longing for it.

Steven checked the time and said, "Your friends should be arriving soon. Let's go over there to greet them."

Many readers are concerned about the release date, which has already been discussed with the editor. It should be available around this Wednesday.