"Magic stone…"

In Albania, in the deep and dark forest, Voldemort, wearing a smooth black wizard robe, paced back and forth in a tent that was built at zero hours.

"Magic stone…"

He didn't stop talking for a moment, muttering to himself.

Voldemort had begun his own rite of ascension.

Thanks to gaining power more than 20 years ago, Voldemort no longer needs to set up an anchor point for his return. His terrifying image has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and that is the streetlight for his return to the present world.

He doesn't need to worry about the stairs either—

He already has a horcrux, which is something that is far closer to him than the ladder. Now Voldemort only needs to perform a ceremony to attach the attributes of law to his horcrux.

The only things Voldemort had to worry about were two—

The Philosopher's Stone, and the Gold of the Sky, the Silver of the Flowing, and the Bronze of the Pillars for the building of the Ritual.

It's not that Voldemort doesn't know how to refine the Philosopher's Stone, but he doesn't have the time to refine it—

To be precise, Voldemort knew that he had stolen Tierra's research notes from the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

Voldemort has now received news that Tierra is secretly looking for something, and even not long ago, one of the countless Tierras came here, using some kind of magic that Voldemort didn't understand to sweep across the place inch by inch. piece of forest.

If it weren't for the fact that the few notebooks Voldemort took away contained a method of arranging a hidden magic circle, Voldemort even felt that he might be discovered by Tiera this time.

So Voldemort must speed up the progress of his ascension ceremony.

At least at the current stage, Voldemort doesn't have that much time to refine a Sorcerer's Stone through repeated experiments and calculations.

"The Philosopher's Stone..." Voldemort gave a gloomy laugh in the dim tent, recalling a message he received a few days ago, he seemed confident.

…

"Harry, Harry, Harry!" It was Robbins Kelly, a new student this year, who seemed to appear beside Harry suddenly, "Hi, Harry, I, I have a message for you."

"Did Professor Slughorn give it to me?" Harry asked hopefully.

"Oh, no...it's Professor Snape," said Robbins, and Harry's heart sank.

"He said... well... that your detention was postponed until today, a week later," Robbins said.

"Okay, thanks!" Harry said cheerfully.

For a moment, Harry's mood suddenly became much brighter.

"Great, Tierra, we can go to Professor Slughorn's dinner together." Harry said happily.

"Yeah." Tiera said lightly.

The time soon came to October, and mid-October was their first trip to Hogsmeade village this term.

For this trip to Hogsmeade Village, Harry was also beating drums in his heart. He didn't know whether these trips would be allowed. Recently, the "Daily Prophet" reported more and more attacks in the wizarding world, and Tiye pull-

Also getting busier.

Grain

Although Harry asked Tierra countless times if anything happened recently.

And Tierra always smiled and said it was okay, but at the same time the security measures around the school were tightened day by day.

But in mid-October, they finally learned that their trip to Hogsmeade village had not been cancelled, which made the little wizards, especially the new first-year Bean Sprouts happy to go to Hogs After all, Maud, it would be nice to be able to spend a few hours on the grounds outside the castle.

Harry woke up early on the day of his trip, with a storm outside, and whiled away the time before breakfast with his Advanced Potion-Making book.

Harry didn't read textbooks in bed very often, because that kind of behavior, in Ron's view, was the exclusive behavior of nerds like Tierra and Hermione.

However, Harry felt that the Half-Blood Prince's "Advanced Potion-Making" was hardly a textbook.

The more Harry reads the book, the more he discovers.

Not only were there tips on making potions, which made him make a better impression on Slugger, but some spells were scribbled in the margins with traces of revision, Harry was pretty sure, It was invented by the Half-Blood Prince himself.

After questioning Tierra, Harry tried a few spells of the Prince's own invention.

There's a spell that makes toenails grow surprisingly fast, and Harry's already tried it on Grubb in the hallway, in a wicked way, with very interesting results

There's also a spell that sticks tongues to the ceiling, which he's already used on an unsuspecting Filch, and everyone's cheering—

Of course, next, Gryffindor was deducted twenty points, and Harry received a detention from Tierra—

The reason is disrespecting the teacher and blatantly using malicious and hurtful spells.

Harry replaced Mercedes Amishitia as Tierra's assistant teacher in the black arts class, helping Tierra manage the young wizards in that big class.

In addition, the most useful is the Murphy spell, which can send a very soft voice that cannot be heard to others' ears, so that you can speak in class without being overheard.

But Hermione wasn't the only one who didn't find the spell funny, and she was the only one who consistently objected and refused to talk to Harry when he cast spells on those around him.

Harry sat up in bed, turning the book around so he could better see the scrawled handwriting describing a spell that seemed to be causing the Half-Blood Prince some trouble.

Finally, after several revisions, in a corner of this page, it was scrawled:

Varys (nvbl)

Neville was snoring loudly as the storm beat relentlessly on the window, and Harry stared at the letters in parentheses.

nvbl.

That might mean "silent". Harry wondered if he could try this particular spell; he was different from the silent spell that Snape taught every Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Also ~lightnovelpub.net~ Harry thought the Prince was a more impressive teacher than Snape.

His wand wasn't pointing at anything, it moved a few times, and then—

His slender fingers rested on Harry's wand.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do this." Tierra, who was still sleeping on the bed in the dormitory, sat beside Harry's bed at some point.

"Remember what I warned you when I taught you black arts last semester?" Tierra said with a smile, "Don't use magic spells casually."

"Huh?" Harry asked incredulously.

"The spells in this book are not a big problem." Tierra said with a smile, "It's no problem if you want to learn it, it can enhance your magic ability, but I hope you can remember that the spells in this book are just A spell created by a student, when using them, please go deeper, ok?"

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