The Dark Lord's Guide to Employment at Hogwarts

After completely recovering, Li Weide looked at the road signs on the side of the road and confirmed his location.

In this era without "evil maps" navigation, finding the way is quite troublesome.

"I told you a long time ago to buy a broom, so that traveling will be much more convenient." A gentle voice suddenly sounded in Li Weide's ears.

Li Weide shuddered and looked around quickly, but there was no one around!

"Senior?" Li Weide asked in surprise.

"it's me."

"You...you no longer need to rely on small animals to convey your consciousness?" Li Weide asked happily.

"Yes... Thanks to my research over the past few months, I've been able to utilize more magical power... My consciousness can now communicate with anyone at any time within the UK."

"Hiss..." Li Weide took a breath of cold air.

Before, the senior sister could cover the whole of Britain with her consciousness. Now, she can just use more power, and she can actually start to communicate with herself directly with her consciousness?

It's hard to imagine how powerful she will be when she comes out...

The senior student seemed to see through Li Weide's thoughts, and her gentle voice sounded in Li Weide's mind again.

"Even if I come out, I won't be as powerful as you imagine. Because, if I don't dissipate all the 'residues' in my body, I can't come out. But after I dissipate all the residues, I won't be as strong. Relatively speaking, you, who helped me absorb this power, are the stronger one. So, you don't need to worry at all."

"I'm not worried, I'm just amazed." Li Weide said, "Also, after mastering the correct conversion method, your strength will surely be restored to its original state, right?"

The senior student whispered, "Yes... I'm just a little bit closer to completing my research. Once I succeed, any emotional force can be transformed into harmless power."

Li Weide was shocked. If he could really achieve this, what kind of system would he need? He could become a god directly by clinging to his senior sister!

"Then when you come out, won't you become a god in a matter of minutes?"

"God?" The senior student was silent for a long moment after hearing this word, then said, "God is omnipotent, but I... no matter how powerful I become, I can't make up for the regrets I made back then... Therefore, I can't become a god."

"Sister! I don't want to work hard anymore!"

"You call me sister? Do you know how old I am?"

"Then... Auntie? Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore!"

The senior student said helplessly, "Don't be so nagging. How can you not work hard? Even if pie falls from the sky, you have to be willing to bend down to get it."

"Then I just need to bend down?" Li Weide asked excitedly.

"You...why do you always find ways to be lazy?"

"In fact, the desire to be lazy is the driving force behind human progress! If people were not too lazy to walk, how could they have invented the flying broom?" Li Weide said very seriously.

"Well, even if you're right, and even if I really want to help you, but... based on my current conversion speed and the speed at which you absorb the 'residues', by the time I get out, your beard might be whiter than that of your Professor Dumbledore."

Li Weide's eyes widened as if struck by lightning.

Dumbledore's beard is still reddish-brown now! It will take another 50 or 60 years for it to turn white!

That is to say...

"This... means you can only come out when I'm a hundred years old?"

"Actually, with your abilities, I can't predict your future achievements. Who will help whom in the future is still uncertain... Strictly speaking, I'm also investing."

"Uh... you flatter me too much... wait, your voice..." Li Weide only realized it belatedly at this time.

When the senior schoolmate first appeared, I couldn't see or hear her figure or voice clearly.

But now, he could actually hear the senior sister's original voice?

"Yeah... I finally got back some of what belonged to me... It's a pity that things have changed..."

Chapter 183 Dumbledore teaches me the dark arts? How could I have such a dream!

Li Weide guessed that the senior student must be missing her former best friends again.

But now, so much time has passed, and her close friends may no longer be around.

After all, not all wizards can survive like Dumbledore or Headmaster Dippet.

Moreover, he could understand his senior's feelings very well.

Being trapped while still young, and wasting the time that should be most cherished...

When she could only use her own consciousness to silently watch her former best friends grow old one by one, and then pass away one by one, the feeling, just thinking about it, made her feel desperate and suffocated.

"I can sense your mood changing, Vader...are you grieving for what happened to me?"

"No. I just put myself in your shoes for a moment... Theoretically, what I feel should be your sadness."

"You have a really strong ability to empathize... But, there's only one sad person, so why add you? Well, it's time for my consciousness to leave. I've disturbed you for a long time."

"Well, if you feel bored, you can come and talk to me anytime." Li Weide said sincerely.

It’s not that he licked it, it’s because it was indeed a thigh!

It’s definitely worth it to maintain good relationships!

Whether she comes out in the future or not, she will be of great help to me!

At the very least, if you have any questions about magic now... parentheses, especially questions about dark magic, you can ask her!

After all, it is not very realistic to ask Dumbledore to teach me the dark arts. Even if he says he doesn't care, he won't be willing to teach me.

He couldn't just write to Grindelwald and ask him, right?

Of course, Grindelwald would be happy to teach him, but there was no doubt that his letter of request would appear on Dumbledore's desk in a few minutes.

That mean old man was worried that he couldn't alienate the relationship between himself and Dumbledore!

"Of course, I won't be polite about this. After all, even though I can talk to anyone now, you're the only one I can trust."

"Well, I'm really flattered... But why do you trust me so much?"

"What I have is a huge temptation for anyone, yet after experiencing its beauty, you are still able to resist it... I know how difficult it is... You have such a strong ability to empathize, so of course you can understand my thoughts, right?"

"Well...indeed." After careful consideration, Li Weide agreed with his senior's idea.

If he were in the same situation as his senior, he would also trust someone who could resist temptation.

Li Weide pondered for a while before suddenly saying, "I'm not the only one who can do what I have. If...if something happens to me, perhaps you can go to Professor Dumbledore...To be honest, I've never seen anyone who can resist temptation better than him..."

There is only one temptation that Dumbledore cannot resist, and that is family affection.

After letting go of his obsession with family affection, Dumbledore is now terrifyingly powerful!

Although Dumbledore believed that he was afraid of power and worried that he could not bear the temptation of power, Levid felt that this was just an idea of ​​escape.

Even though he once fell for it, after officially becoming enemies with his former best friend, it is unlikely that he would go against the world again because of the so-called temptation of power!

If he wanted power, who could stop him? But he himself did not want it, which just proved that he had resisted the temptation of power.

Dumbledore didn't want to pick up the sword, but he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

When he wanted to pick up the sword, he hurt his sister. Now, he doesn't want to hurt anyone again.

Even if this possibility is not even one in ten thousand...

As long as I don't touch it, no one will be hurt by my actions!

This is what Dumbledore is thinking at the moment.

"Dumbledore? I remember...but why did you say you had an accident?" asked the senior student.

"If a person is hit by a killing curse, he will die. And the path I am going to take... will inevitably require me to deal with such dangerous curses frequently in the future. No matter how powerful I am, I dare not say that I will not be hit by the curse. If I am ambushed, I will die immediately... Therefore, it is not a bad thing to consider this in advance." Li Weide said calmly.

Accidents are like this, they happen suddenly, no matter how powerful you are...

Li Weide knows a ready-made example, and it is very representative.

Even someone as powerful as Voldemort would never have imagined that when he was at the peak of his strength and power, he would fall to a baby who couldn't even speak.

Although Li Weide is very confident, who knows if he will encounter some accidents like Tom in the future?

This is a good way to get some precautions in advance. Maybe the senior sister will come out and help me out in the future.

Now you can get a guarantee just by saying it casually, so why not do it?

"I understand...Okay, I should go now..."

The senior sister's voice gradually faded away, just like a dissipating breeze.

When Li Weide listened again, he could only hear the sound of the evening breeze blowing the leaves.

Li Weide didn't know whether the senior sister took his words seriously, but it was just a casual move and he didn't care much.

A moment later, he picked up his suitcase again and hid in an alley.

The next second, a black shadow shot up into the sky, so fast that one would think it was a night owl that had just taken flight...

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Riddle Manor.

Old Tom's room was opened for the first time...

It should be said that it was opened for the first time when facing Tom.

To Tom's surprise, the inside was not dirty but very tidy.

And... what impressed Tom was that the most things in the whole room were books!

Tom guessed that his father had been decadent for so many years.

Even if the room is not dirty and messy, there should be wine bottles all over the floor.

But now... everywhere he looked, there were only books...

Tom found that even under the bed seemed to be piled with books!

This should be said to be a kind of crowded neatness.

Old Tom sat in a chair beside the bed, with half of his eyes visible from behind the pile of books, looking very reserved.

Because he and his son...are not really that familiar...

"You... like reading so much?" Tom had no choice but to ask.

"I didn't like it originally... When I was young, I loved fine wine, delicious food, and beautiful women... Of course, my favorite thing was hunting..." Old Tom said softly. "But..."

But Tom knew exactly what it was, so he didn't ask any further questions. He just picked up a book on the table and started flipping through it.

This is a Muggle philosophy book... Tom just glanced at it and put it down.

This kind of book is even more dizzying to him than the History of Magic textbook...

"After the incident, I stayed in my room and didn't go out... My father, seeing me like this, gave me a lot of books... I know he was trying to stop me from overthinking. But... it did make my time alone less lonely, and... it did help me temporarily forget some painful memories..."

Tom now understood why the old Tom he saw was not as arrogant as others said.

Books... can indeed change a person's character and cultivation...

What's more, Old Tom stayed in his room and read books for more than ten years.

After a while, Tom pulled a chair and sat down, took out a book about healing from his pocket and started reading.

When Old Tom saw Tom start reading, he tacitly stopped talking and opened the book he hadn't finished and continued reading...

The strange yet harmonious atmosphere lasted for several hours before it was interrupted by an uninvited guest.

It was a big fiery red bird, standing on the windowsill with a paper bag in its mouth.

"Fox?" Tom looked at the phoenix in surprise.

This phoenix often represents Dumbledore himself.

In other words, Dumbledore sent something to me?

At first, Tom thought it was a letter, but the paper package did look quite thick...

"What kind of bird is this?" asked Old Tom curiously.

In fact, he had seen many owls that could deliver messages.

Tom's owl, Newborn, was dozing in a cage in the corner of the room.

"This is a phoenix... Professor Dumbledore's... companion."

Tom chose his words carefully.