Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Cut out the bones!"

"squeak!"

"very good! Blake! You have fully mastered the Cruciatus Curse!"

Voldemort, who possessed Quirrell, said excitedly.

In front of him,

Black was holding up his wand and torturing a mouse crazily.

At this time, the mouse was already twitching and foaming at the mouth.

He was about to die.

But Black still used the Cruciatus Curse with pleasure.

It wasn't until Voldemort shouted to stop that he stopped with a look of unfinished expression.

This performance fell in Voldemort's eyes.

It couldn't be more perfect!

Because he knew.

Black The beast in his heart has been completely released by himself.

From now on, there is no possibility of him looking back!

"This feeling is really... so refreshing.

"I can't wait to use it on people!" Blake said."

"No! You can’t use it on people yet!"

Voldemort didn't know that the beast in Black's heart was so violent.

He was now thinking of using it on people.

"why not? On the mouse... to be honest, I still don't feel happy enough!"Blood flashed in Blake's eyes

"Who do you want to use it on now?"

"There are so many people in the school……"

"No... you'll get fired for doing this! I don't want you fired just yet, Blake."

"Patience...the release after extreme endurance is the most enjoyable."

Voldemort quickly persuaded Black, who almost rushed out of the empty classroom.

Black was the trump card in his hand against Dumbledore! 06 couldn't let him fold it at this time!

"If only I had been careful... and used the Oblivion Charm afterwards... I went out of my way to learn the Oblivion Charm."

Black grinned with a crazy smile.

Voldemort said seriously:"It took you so long to come to me, not because you spent so long learning the Cruciatus Curse, but because you also spent time learning the Oblivion Curse?"

"That's right! If this kind of magic spell can't be used on people, what's the point of learning it?"

"I just need to be careful when using the Oblivion Charm……"

"enough! Voldemort stopped Black,"Your magical talent makes you destined to be extremely powerful in the future." But... I don't want to see an irrational lunatic."

Blake shut his mouth. It felt so strange to be called a madman by a madman.……

"Take this and come to me next time after you learn this."

Voldemort handed over a piece of parchment.

"Remember, you should never experiment with black magic on people in school. If I come to know that you are using black magic on anyone, I will not teach you any more black magic.

Blake showed a horrified expression,"I promise not!" professor……"

After Voldemort left with satisfaction.

The crazy look on Blake's face gradually disappeared.

"Well... I performed a little harder today."

He turned around and walked over to the little mouse and squatted down.

Black used his wand to fiddle with the little mouse that was foaming at the mouth.

Well, it's not a serious problem, it was just because it felt so good that it caused foaming at the mouth. Temporarily incapacitated.

The Love Horse Killing Chicken can cover the effects of any magic.

And the camouflage ability of Love Magic is also very strong.

Therefore, he just used the Cruciatus Curse for the first time in history to make the other party feel happy.

Yes When it comes to extreme pleasure and extreme pain, the reactions are actually the same...

At least, Voldemort didn't notice this.

Black stood up and opened the parchment in his hand.

"Avada Kedavra? Well, this is a bit interesting"

…… in the following days.

Blake's daily schedule turned into daytime classes.

Then at night, dark magic disguised as love magic was used to fool Voldemort into a nourishing life.

Black's powerful dark magic talent made Voldemort both loved and feared.

The stronger this kid becomes, the more brutal he will be when he backstabs Dumbledore in the future.

This is why Voldemort likes him.

However, his talent is too strong.

He was so powerful that even Voldemort had to be afraid of him.

And, the most crucial point is.

This guy is a crazy person.

Voldemort thought that this boy must have been oppressed too hard before.

If you let yourself go a little bit, you will become crazy.

How crazy would it be to completely surrender in the future?

Voldemort was already thinking about how to control this madman in the future. that's all.

Time slowly entered May.

And in these few months.

Because of Black's powerful learning talent... even Voldemort no longer has any special black magic that he can teach Black.

More often than not, he was asked to repeatedly practice the black magic he had learned.

Because Voldemort knew.

The more you use the power of black magic, the deeper you sink.

Blake at this time.

In Voldemort's eyes, he was already in deep trouble.

So... he decided it was time.

One day in mid-May.

Blake came to the secret empty classroom as usual in the evening.

However, this time Quirrell did not urge him to practice black magic as usual.

Just like when he first seduced Blake into learning the dark arts.

Quirrell had already brewed a pot of tea and was sitting in an armchair, waiting for Black quietly.

"What kind of black magic are we going to practice tonight?"Blake asked as usual.

"No... I won’t practice tonight." said Quirrell.

"Why?"There was a disappointed expression on Black's face.

He seemed to be very dissatisfied that he could not use black magic right away. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Seeing Black's expression, Quirrell showed a hint of joy.

"Sit down first, Blake."

Blake pulled up a chair and sat down with some dissatisfaction.

"As you can see, Black, you've learned all the dark magic I know."

"In other words, I have nothing left to teach you. Quirrell waved his wand, and the teapot automatically poured Black a cup of tea.

Black frowned and thought for a while before saying:

"That's... nothing, I can continue to practice what I have learned"

"No matter how many more... I will slowly find opportunities to learn in the future.

Quirrell smiled and said,"Where are you going to find a chance to learn?""

"Black magic is the most feared power in the world"

"No one will teach you randomly"

"Moreover, this profound and powerful force"

"How many people in the world do you think are good at it?"

Blake was silent, with an annoyed look on his face.

"Professor, what do you think we should do?"

"Since you mentioned this to me, you must know where to learn more black magic, right?

Quirrell smiled and said,"Of course!""

This guy is really wise. Isn't this just the right thing to say?

"As far as I know, there is only one person in the world who is most proficient in black magic."

"And I can guarantee that you can learn more profound and powerful black magic from him."

"It's a small price to pay."

Blake had a suspicious expression on his face.

"A small price to pay?"

"What will it cost me?

Quirrell smiled and said:"You only need to pay your loyalty, Black.""

"Just surrender to that master"

"That master will never treat anyone who wants to surrender to him badly.

Blake said in surprise:"That's it?" All I have to do is be loyal?"

"Yes. You just have to give your loyalty. I'll give you a referral. Quirrell said with satisfaction.

From this point of view, everything seemed to be going smoothly.

But Quirrell did not doubt Black's thoughts.

A little brat whose heart was deeply corrupted by powerful power.

How could he withstand this kind of thing? lure?

"I offer my loyalty, Professor Quirrell"

"So...can you tell me who that adult is now?"

"Also, until when can you give me a referral?"

Qui Luo was about to speak.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the back of his head.

"That's it... Quirrell……"

"Let me talk to him."

Blake showed a shocked expression and looked at Quirrell's big turban.

Quirrell was also surprised.

He didn't expect that his master was so eager.

He had just entered the topic, and he wanted to talk to Blake directly. ?

Quirrell did not dare to disobey his master.

He stood up, then raised his hand and began to untie his turban layer by layer.

Blake also stood up involuntarily, staring closely at Quirrell's face A big turban.

Quirrell quickly took off his turban, revealing his bald head.

Then he slowly turned around... and saw a ferocious face suddenly appear on the back of his originally smooth head. Kong... that face suddenly opened its mouth and took a long breath.

It exhaled a stream of white air, which looked extremely weird.

Blake looked at this scene, and his heart went crazy!

Mad, if it were him, he would rather die I don’t want to live like this...

What’s the difference between this and a life worse than death?

"Good evening, Blake."The face looked at Blake and said in a hoarse voice.

"You...who are you?"Blake had a wary look on his face.

"Be bold! This is that adult! You are so rude! Quirrell said angrily.

"Okay, Quirrell, let me talk to him!"Voldemort said coldly.

Quirrell's body shivered.

He seemed to be frightened by Voldemort's anger.

"Blake, you know what? We are actually acquaintances"

"These days, I have actually been controlling Quirrell's body to teach you those dark magics."

Blake looked at Voldemort's ugly face. Well, the possessed Voldemort didn't have a nose either.……

"Could it be that you are the mysterious person?"

"Mystery man? Haha, they did call me that for a long time. Because they don’t even dare to mention my name!"Voldemort said proudly

"But how did you guess this? Black said:"

Professor Quirrell said just now that that lord is the person who knows the best about black magic in the world, and Professor Quirrell calls you that lord... and as we all know, the mysterious man is the best at black magic in the world." magic people, so……"

"As smart as ever, Black, unlike the other idiots, you're the smartest student I've seen at Hogwarts in all my years."

Blake's rainbow fart made Voldemort feel good physically and mentally"

"Now that you already know my identity and just listened to Quirrell's introduction, tell me, what is your choice? Will you show me your loyalty?".