I, the Dark Lord, will definitely be a good principal!

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The library was quiet; by closing time, Mrs. Pince had restored it to its most tidy state.

He pointed his wand at himself—Disillusionment Charm!

Tom Riddle had been inside the forbidden book section many times, but he still didn't really know much about it.

The forbidden book area, containing so much forbidden magic, was only separated by a rope... Angell felt there was a trap inside.

Under the influence of the Disillusionment Charm, he passed through rows of bookshelves and arrived at the edge of the forbidden book section.

Grabbing the hem of his robe, Angell stepped over the rope separating the forbidden book section from the ordinary area.

Looking at the familiar bookshelves in front of him, Ingres had a feeling that he had expected this.

This place looks exactly the same as it did 50 years ago.

He pursed his lips, his mood suddenly becoming somewhat complicated.

"The development of the wizarding world is far too slow. Compared to 50 years ago, or even a hundred years ago, it's practically unchanged..."

"From 1991 to 2024, the year I last remember, Muggle technology has made groundbreaking achievements in fields such as information technology, aerospace, biotechnology, energy technology, materials science, and quantum technology."

"From the widespread adoption of the internet to the extensive application of artificial intelligence, manned spaceflight, satellite technology, and deep space exploration have been continuously advanced, and significant progress has been made in gene editing, biomedicine, and bioengineering..."

"In addition, renewable energy is developing rapidly, energy storage technology is advancing, new materials are constantly emerging, 3D printing is bringing about changes, and breakthroughs have been made in quantum communication and computing..."

"Everything from 2024, if it happened today, would probably be considered magic!"

"But if no one steps forward, the wizarding world will continue to stagnate... By the time they open their eyes to the world, Muggles might already be creating two-dimensional foils..."

After a moment of silence, he said:

"I remember decades ago, a handsome Muggle seduced a witch, tricked her into revealing information about the wizarding community, and then led an army there to kill many wizards. That's why the U.S. Ministry of Magic is so vehemently opposed to unions between wizards and Muggles..." (Fantastic Beasts background)

"Even if it's just a weapon from decades ago, if it really catches a wizard off guard, it should still be able to kill quite a few wizards with weaker magical abilities and underage wizards."

"The main problem is that there are too few wizards. If a few more die, it will be a major blow."

"The Ministry of Magic these days is really deceiving itself. If it didn't cause huge damage, why would wizards need a secrecy agreement? Some people actually think that secrecy agreements are for protecting Muggles... How ridiculous!"

Angell became increasingly pessimistic as he spoke.

What he knew was all civilian technology. He knew for certain that military technology was far more advanced, but he didn't know the specifics.

As Vold watched Angor flip through the book, he tried to recapture the memory that was gradually becoming clearer in his mind, while Angor talked about the development of Muggle technology in his ear.

It's like reading a political book...

"Well, what you're saying might not have much impact on powerful adult wizards, but it would be a devastating blow to young wizards, especially Muggle-born ones..."

"It shouldn't be a two-dimensional foil... Such weapons based on the laws of the universe currently only exist in science fiction. We don't need to worry about that for now. We should be more concerned about nuclear weapons."

Angor sighed, "If wizards could explore the power of magic like Muggles, we wouldn't have to worry about this!"

At that moment, he felt like a savior even more than Harry.

After finishing another book, a memory became clear in his mind.

Angel sighed heavily: "Suddenly, I feel like things are really tough for us!"

"We are clearly working hard for the future of the wizarding world, but some people always treat us as villains. I feel as wronged as the Moon Worship Cult Leader and the Evil Sword Immortal!"

"Even so—having to sneak around to read a book—we still had no regrets...Great! We were truly great!"

vold: "..."

"you……"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't believe you just want to lead wizards out of their predicament. If you want to enslave Muggles, just say so. And can you please be quiet for a moment and stop harassing me like this..."

"If you don't want to read, let me out. Anyway, we share memories. If I remember, it's the same as you remember."

Angel blinked: "Then think back again, do you remember the book you just read?"

Vold wondered to himself, "Wasn't that what I saw?"

Angell: "Yeah, even now, you can read through my eyes. Reading together doesn't actually increase efficiency. I can just talk to myself for a while, and you can completely ignore me!"

vold: "..."

I'm so tired, I just want to turn off my phone.

……

Two hours later, Angel left the library. He did not rush to undo the illusion spell, but only did so after returning to the empty classroom.

"Now we need to look as weak as possible..."

“We’ve been away from the school hospital for so long, Madam Pomfrey might find out we’re missing…and we need an excuse to explain to Harry and the others.”

"Hmm, what are you planning to do?"

Angell took a deep breath: "Not much... After all this trouble... I didn't realize it when I was focused on reading, but now I feel like I'm going to die!"

"...Actually...there's probably no need to do anything about it!"

It's already past 2 a.m., much later than his usual rest time, not to mention that he's been keeping himself either mentally or physically active all the time.

Angel leaned against the wall and took a few deep breaths, but he still felt dizzy and his heart was clenching.

"After that, you can say... when Filch was chasing me, I couldn't keep up, so I went into a room next door, and then... well, I said I passed out... and I only woke up now and started walking back."

He sat on the floor for a while before standing up, opening the door to the room, and starting to walk back.

But Angel hadn't gone far when he saw a figure walking down another corridor in the distance.

"Draco? What's going on? Hasn't he gone back yet?"

“He might be looking for you…” Vold said.

"What if he went to the room we went to before?" Angel suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

But before Vold could speak, he had already thought of what to say next: "Well, let's just say that we didn't even notice where we went, cough cough... after all, I'm really not in a good state right now!"

vold had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next moment, Angell found his spot, sat down on the ground, and then pretended to fall.

After checking and confirming that there was no problem, he tapped the floor with the cufflinks on his shirt. The sound, neither too loud nor too soft, reached Draco's ears, who was just across the hallway.

In less than a minute, Angor saw Draco rushing over, followed by Crabbe and Goyle.

"Angol, I've finally found you..." Draco panted. He had also done a lot of exercise today, and he had clearly run here.

"Are you alright? Where did you go just now?"

Angell looked up at him and gave a “very forced” smile.

"It's alright... don't worry... cough cough..."

"After I got separated from you guys, I just randomly went into a room, but I never expected..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Draco had already filled in the blanks in his mind.

After all, this wasn't the first time Angell had fallen unconscious in front of him.

"Thank goodness I found you... Let Goyle help you, let's go back!"

"Go to the school clinic..."

Draco's expression immediately became even more worried.

Seeing his expression, Angel felt a little sorry for him, so he still offered a reminder:

"Have you forgotten? That's where I snuck out from!"