Chapter 295: Boggart Transforms, What Is Tom Afraid of?
"Although I haven't communicated with Professor Wilkinson, I have heard a lot about him from my colleagues.
Lupin smiled and said, "He is indeed an excellent professor. I can't guarantee that I can do better than him, but I will definitely do my best to teach you more."
"Last school year, you learned to protect yourselves and basic offensive spells. That was great, and it made my teaching much easier. This school year, I will teach you how to use spells to repel potentially dangerous dark creatures."
"Okay, everyone follow me."
Lupin finished speaking, striding down from the podium and opening the classroom door, motioning for them to follow. Curious, the students followed Lupin out of the classroom, through the corridor, around a corner, and into the staff lounge on this floor.
"Come in." Lupin opened the door and the students walked in. Neville, who entered first, shuddered and almost fell to the ground.
There was someone in the room, and it was Snape, the man he feared the most. Snape was sitting in an armchair reading a newspaper. When he saw Lupin come in with his men, he sneered and laughed.
"Professor, your office is in the basement. Why are you in the lounge on the second floor?" Tom walked over and asked puzzledly.
"I just had a chat with Professor McGonagall about my terrible grades. She still rejected my request for corporal punishment. What a shame..."
As he spoke, Snape's eyes swept over the Gryffindor, scaring Ronald and Neville so much that they hid behind Harry.
When Lupin was about to close the door, Snape stood up slowly and said, "Don't close the door, Lupin."
Snape passed by the students and stopped beside Lupin. "Don't let my eyes be polluted. There are students in this class who are giving you headaches, especially Neville Longbottom. I suggest you don't have any expectations of him."
Lupin raised his eyebrows: "That's really a coincidence. I just want Neville to help me complete the demonstration." I believe he can do it.
Snape's face darkened. "Then you're on your own." He strode out of the room and slammed the door.
Lupin was not affected at all. He ordered the students to stand in two rows, and then came to a wardrobe at the end of the room. As Lupin approached, the wardrobe suddenly moved and banged against the wall with a "DuangDuang" sound.
"Don't worry." Seeing several students screaming in fear, "This is not a dangerous thing, it's just a Boggart hiding."
"Boggarts like dark and enclosed spaces." Lupin smiled and said, "This is what I caught last week. I asked Dumbledore to ask the professors to leave it alone and use it for your practical lessons."
"So who can tell me what a Boggart is?"
Hermione held up her hands. "It's a dark magical creature that can shapeshift. It transforms into whatever it thinks will scare us.
"Perfect and precise explanation."
Lupin added two points to Gryffindor and tapped the cabinet with his wand.
The cabinet, which had just calmed down, began to shake violently again. "So, right now, the Boggart inside the cabinet has no form.
He doesn't know what the people outside the cabinet are afraid of.
This is also one of the unsolved mysteries of the wizarding world.
No one knows what the Boggart's original form looks like."
"So... apart from the curse, what do you think is the best way to deal with the Boggart?"
"Um..." Harry said tentatively, "There are so many people standing in front of the Boggart at the same time, making him unsure of what to become?"
"Very sharp intuition, Harry." Lupin's praise made Harry very happy. Then Lupin continued: "So it's best to deal with a Boggart in a group. That way, he will be confused and become something very funny, not scary at all."
"But when you're alone you need to use a spell to break them down [Chant with me] 'Funny!'"
"Funny!" the whole class shouted.
"Very good," Lupin said, and then he made a motion similar to swinging a golf club. "Remember, wave your wand like this while thinking funny things in your mind. Now let's try it."
"Neville, it's your turn to perform."
Neville moved his lips, wanting to refuse, but at Lupin's insistence, he walked to the front.
Just as Lupin was about to offer some guidance, he suddenly felt a gaze that seemed to materialize falling on him. Lupin looked up and saw Tom looking at him calmly.
For some reason, he felt that the temperature in the warm lounge suddenly dropped, and it was even a little cold.
He wrapped his tattered robes around him and said, "Come on, Neville. As long as you chant the spell according to my instructions, you will definitely succeed."
Neville nodded nervously and turned towards the wardrobe.
At this time, the materialized gaze dissipated and became vague.
People are all hypocritical and have different standpoints. Right and wrong are the most meaningless things.
The relationship between Tom and Snape is a bit complicated. They are teacher and student, as well as trading partners, and have common interests, but no matter how you look at it, Lupin is the outsider compared to Snape.
He certainly wouldn't let Lupin humiliate Snape in front of so many classmates.
This is because Lupin has a sense of crisis. If Lupin was thick-skinned and didn't notice his warning, he would have challenged the professor again. As for the consequences... Dumbledore would cover them up, it had nothing to do with him.
Signaling everyone to step back, Lupin pointed his wand at the wardrobe: "I'll count to three, one—three!"
Lupin's wand shot out sparks that shook open the wardrobe door, and a tall, thin witch with pale skin and disheveled hair walked out menacingly. The witch looked okay, but her face was sunken and her lips were flat, making her look very mean.
"This is... the wanted criminal?! Why is she the one Longbottom fears the most?"
This face was familiar to everyone, and some people even felt sick of it, because the front page of the Daily Prophet had been filled with wanted photos of this woman and Lockhart recently—Bezirix Lestrange.
After a brief moment of astonishment, Lupin quickly figured something out. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Neville.
At this time, Neville was completely stunned in place, with his pupils dilated, watching Bella walk towards him without any movement.
"Neville!" Lupin shouted: "(aebj) That's a fake Bella, a Boggart! Use the spell to attack him! Do it like I taught you!"
Neville finally came to his senses and stepped back. Lupin's words finally brought him back to reality. He pointed his wand at Bella and screamed: Ridiculous!
There was a sudden loud bang, like a whip hitting the air. Bella staggered and her body twisted into a ball, shrinking smaller and smaller, turning into a toad with black hair.
"Livot?" Neville recognized it. This was his beloved toad.
The classmates also came back to their senses and burst into laughter. Lupin shouted: "Well done, Neville. Next one, Parvati, right!"
Parvati replaced Neville, and the Boggart quickly transformed into a bloodstained mummy, which was easily dealt with by Parvati.
"Seamus!"
"Gol!"
"Crabbe!"
What's a bit funny is that Goyle and Crabbe were most afraid of Malfoy. When the two Malfoys were turned into a circus clown and a goblin respectively, Malfoy was so angry that his face turned green. He stared at the two followers with a gloomy face, ready to go back and teach them a lesson.
"Riddle!"
The laughter in the staff lounge stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at Tom with curiosity in their eyes.
Would Riddle be scared?
What is he afraid of?
In everyone's impression, Tom seemed to have never made a mistake or been suppressed. The professor's attitude when talking to him was different from that of other students. He was an absolute eccentric freak.
Are freaks really scared?
In full view of everyone, Tom walked towards the Boggart, which had turned into a turtle and was crawling slowly on the ground.
Not to mention these classmates, even Tom himself wanted to know what he was afraid of.
Hermione frowned because Daphne's grip on her hand suddenly tightened, and the force continued to increase. Hermione finally couldn't help it: "Daphne, what are you doing? Are you going to break my hand?"
"Sorry." Daphne finally came to her senses and explained in a low voice: "I was so curious about what Tom was afraid of, I had to write it down. Next time I scare him, I'll let him hide in my arms and let me comfort him.
The corner of Hermione's mouth twitched. She was now convinced by Daphne's thinking.
call---!
The boy had already stood in front of the turtle. The Boggart made a popping sound as usual, and the turtle turned into a crazy twisted ball.
However, this time he did not transform as decisively as before. The rotation of the sphere continued for more than ten seconds, and the speed gradually slowed down.
"Even Boggart doesn't know what Riddle is afraid of?"
The students gradually figured out what was going on and looked at the Boggart in surprise and confusion.
Tom frowned slightly. This thing doesn't work either.
A few seconds later, just as Tom was getting bored and about to leave to change players, the Boggart suddenly stopped in mid-air, slowly stretched and lengthened, flowing to the ground like a waterfall, and then formed a woman wearing an ancient wizard robe and a wreath on her head.
The woman's face was blurred, shrouded in misty fog.
Everyone looked at this scene in surprise. No one expected that the person Tom was most afraid of was a woman.
Who is this woman?
"Tom, who is this?" Daphne didn't care and asked directly.
She suspected that this woman had bullied Tom as a child!
The boy didn't say anything, but just looked at the woman that the Boggart transformed into with a strange expression.
There was no doubt that this woman was Ravenclaw.
But he's afraid of Ravenclaw?
This is a joke.
He was just frightened by Ravenclaw's previous ideas and remarks, which had a certain impact on his cognition, but it did not mean that he was afraid of Ravenclaw as a person.
But... Boggart does have something special, he can even detect and sense this.
Is it Legilimency, or pure talent?
He had never paid much attention to this little gadget before, but now he has become very interested in it.
Deciding to go back and catch a few Boggarts for research, Tom took out his wand and prepared to cast a spell. The castle shook violently, and magic power from all directions gathered and [passed through the roof and hit the woman's head.
The Boggart only had time to let out a wail before it exploded like a balloon, leaving no trace in the world.
The young wizards were all stunned.
Lupin was also dumbfounded.
In the headmaster's office, Dumbledore popped his head out of the Pensieve with a confused expression - just now, the castle's magic bypassed him, the headmaster, and a riot broke out.
Who did it and what happened?
Dumbledore frowned, stood up and strode out of the office.
Chapter 296: The Heart of Hogwarts Castle, Cassandra Brings Good News
The Defense Against the Dark Arts class ended just like that.
Without teaching aids, Lupin is a good cook who can't cook without rice.
It was difficult for him to find another Boggart in a short period of time. The remaining little wizards who had not tried felt a little disappointed, but they could accept it.
Tom felt a little regretful that he hadn't seen Daphne and Hermione yet~what would be their biggest fear?
Now they were even more curious about what had happened just now, why there was a curse from the sky attacking the Boggart, and who was the woman that Tom was afraid of and her origin.
With curiosity, the students left the staff room and returned to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
After sitting down, Daphne whispered to Tom, but he shook his head: "That woman... is actually dead. Don't ask any more questions.
"oh."
Daphne nodded obediently. Obedience was the little witch's greatest strength. Even though Tom didn't allow her to ask, she still asked.
Of course, it also has something to do with Tom saying that this is a dead person. Since he is dead, there is no need to worry about him.
Hermione frowned.
She felt that the man's clothes and temperament looked very familiar...but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
There was not much time left in the class, so Lupin let the students read freely and left the classroom when the bell rang.
"Remus John." Professor McGonagall called him, still holding a textbook in his hand. It was obvious that he had just finished class or even came here early. "Dumbledore asked you to go to his office.
Lupin was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I understand, Professor McGonagall."
After saying that, he walked upstairs. Along the way, he was still thinking about what Dumbledore's purpose was in looking for him. Could it be that the noise just now had alarmed Dumbledore?
The facts were just as he guessed.
"Remus John, take a seat." Dumbledore had already prepared tea and offered it to Lupin. After Lupin sat down opposite him, he said, "You seemed to have had a very interesting class just now. Could you tell me about your feedback?"
Lupin knew what he wanted to hear, skipping over the irrelevant details and going straight to the point.
In just a few words, he talked about the situation when Tom faced the Boggart.
He described it in great detail, including the Boggart's long hesitation, the woman who finally appeared, and the bombardment from the sky.
Dumbledore listened attentively, nodding occasionally to show that he was following the pace.
Finally, after Lupin finished speaking, Dumbledore pondered for a long time, his crescent-shaped lenses flashing continuously.
Finally, he smiled and said, "Mr.
Riddle has everything he wants, and there will only be more and more in the future.
To be honest, I can't think of anything he fears, at least not me."
"If he's not even afraid of me, then there really aren't many things in the world that he can be afraid of."
"And you? What are you afraid of?"
Gryffindor's special talent - speaking without thinking [Lupin asked ten questions that he would regret asking.
Dumbledore's eyes sparkled when he heard this, and he said with interest, "Remus John, next time you look for a Boggart, you can bring me one. To be honest, I also want to know what I'm afraid of."
"I'll try my best." Lupin smiled awkwardly and stood up, saying, "I have classes, so I'll be leaving now."
"Go ahead."
After watching Lupin close the door, Dumbledore leaned back in the thick chair and closed his eyes.
Boggart?
All he could see when facing Boggart was... Ariana.
But why is Tom afraid of Ravenclaw?
From Lupin's description and the unusual movements in the castle, Dumbledore had already guessed the woman's identity, and this was what he found most incomprehensible.
But he would not ask Tom. Everyone has their own secrets. The more powerful a person is, the more secrets they have. He can think for himself, but he must not delve into it too deeply. Otherwise, he would offend others.
There are no secrets at Hogwarts, especially when it comes to a man as influential as Tom.
Soon, the news of what happened in the classroom spread throughout the castle. Many people knew that Tom was most afraid of a woman. The vibrations in the castle wood were also related to the Boggart.
The students from other houses were fine, but after the initial gossip, the young eagles from Ravenclaw felt something was wrong the more they listened.
"Isn't this Rowena Ravenclaw?" a girl exclaimed.
"Are you sure?" The Hufflepuff girl who was sharing gossip thought this speculation was unreliable. "Why would Riddle be afraid of the founder, especially the founder of your school?"
The Ravenclaw girl nodded affirmatively. "If your description of her appearance and attire is correct, I'm certain that person is definitely Ravenclaw. We have a statue of her in our lounge, exactly like what you described. I see it every day, but I didn't think about it that way just now."
After her reminder, more and more Ravenclaw students also connected the two together, and then the news quickly spread throughout the school.
Tom didn't care about these things. After fooling Daphne and the other little witches, he returned to the space and told Ravenclaw the stories as a joke.
"It seems I was wrong to scare you."
Ravenclaw's smile remained dignified and peaceful, but Tom could sense that the woman was gloating, but he was used to it.
None of these legendary wizards, even the King of the Century, are simple, and they are all black.
"Was that the magic that struck the Boggart your doing?" asked Tom.
Ravenclaw shook her head slightly. "It's just the castle's self-defense mechanism. If a Boggart attempts to manifest my image, not only me, but any other founder will suffer the same fate."
"In another place, it might have succeeded.
"A castle built by four legends..." Tom sighed, "I wonder how powerful it would be if it had weapons."
Ravenclaw said softly, "Everything has its own advantages and disadvantages.
The castle's purpose is to protect the students and provide them with a safe place to live.
We also have to consider continuity.
That's why we put a lot of effort into absorbing the young wizards' lost magic power to ensure the castle's self-sufficiency and long-term operation.
Naturally, other aspects were neglected.
"True." Tom nodded. "Then where is the core of the castle? I initially thought the Room of Requirement was the core, but it turns out it's your bedroom."
Ravenclaw smiled mysteriously. "A core? Why does it have to exist? The existence of such a thing only adds a fatal weakness to your work.
If you must talk about a core... then the concept of the castle is the core.
As long as people still believe in Hogwarts and are willing to acknowledge this as the school's castle, then the core will always exist."
Ravenclaw is a typical high-IQ riddle teller. He likes to tell half of many things and give key clues to guide Tom's thinking. [Now Tom also understands why Helen had such a bad relationship with her.
Who the hell likes their mother to test them with questions every day, and even chatting is like a test.
Fortunately, he is not a junior student, so he doesn't need to call mom.
However, it did serve as a clue.
Tom felt enlightened.
His thinking had been bound by his subconscious.
The magic props in the wizarding world were not sophisticated instruments, but the embodiment of miracles and thinking.
In this case, of course the most crucial secret was hidden in the abstract concept.
This is similar to true name magic.
After the barrier was broken, Tom's understanding of magic was further improved.
However, these cognitions also need to be filled with knowledge and background. Ravenclaw's philosophy has very high requirements for thinking and consciousness, which is quite different from modern magic.
0...Please give me flowers.........
In the following days, Tom scanned all the books in the Room of Requirement and projected them into the study space. Whenever he had free time, he would read in the meditation room.
The discussions about Boggart and Tom in the castle gradually died down. For the young wizards, this was just a diversion in their daily life and would not have any impact on them.
Instead, it was the increasingly heavy workload that made them sigh and whine. The professors also indirectly helped Tom by diverting the young wizard's attention.
Lupin and Hagrid's classes quickly became two of the most popular classes at Hogwarts.
Everyone found that Lupin and Professor Wilkinson were somewhat similar.
Both were professors who focused on practical application.
The difference was that Wilkinson was more humorous and witty.
He didn't look like a teacher, but more like an older friend.
Lupin, on the other hand, was much gentler and more reserved.
His teaching content was not boring, but it was a bit tiring for dark creatures.
Oh, there is one more bad thing, that is, he is too weak. Just over two weeks after school started, Lupin took several days off.
Compared to Lupin, Hagrid's course is popular not because of him, but because of the magical animals he found.
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After being scolded by Tom, Hagrid finally came to his senses and honestly went to teach classes about cute magical animals.
However, he was not sure whether the cute magical animals he thought were liked by the students, so he asked Tom for an idea - to let the students vote every time the teaching materials were changed.
Then he sent the options with the highest number of votes to professionals and let them decide.
Who are the professionals?
It wasn't Tom. He passed the problem to Newt and asked the two to add each other as friends.
Newt loves magical creatures, but he is a normal person now. Unlike Hagrid, he cannot distinguish between the important and the unimportant. After understanding the students' progress, he helps Hagrid make the most suitable arrangements for the students.
Especially this week, Hagrid found two male unicorns in the Forbidden Forest. Many students who did not take the magical creatures class were beating their chests and stamping their feet. They missed the opportunity to get close to the unicorns.
Hagrid was happy to see that his course was so popular.
To express his gratitude to Tom, the half-giant collected a lot of materials in the Forbidden Forest and bought some things that could not be traded openly from Knockturn Alley.
There were some things in there that Tom could use, so he didn't refuse and collected them all.
Tom, who had received the gift, was just about to collect the materials for the Whomping Willow and add some warming measures to them when the notebook in his pocket vibrated and flew out with a flick of his finger.
The book page turned, and Cassandra's delicate face appeared on the paper, with a smile on her thin lips.
"Tom."
"Why are you suddenly video chatting?" Tom asked.
Fortunately, Daphne was not there, otherwise he would have to spend more time to coax her later.
Cassandra raised her chin. She was particularly proud today, and her words were more confident than usual: "Because it's important, I must talk to you face to face.
"The food you sent me has been sold out. I'm here to get more. There's no limit to the quantity. The more the better. I can eat as much as you want."
"By the way, the professional version has a larger proportion. The professional version is sold out the fastest, so many people have to buy the regular version as a second choice.
"Sold out?" Tom was also surprised. "You only received the goods three or four days ago, and all 2,000 copies are sold out?"
"yes."
The girl recoiled in triumph at her strategy: "Not only are they sold out, but each book wasn't sold at double the price.
Cassandra was overjoyed. She could finally do something that would surprise Tom.
This feeling....is so refreshing.
Chapter 297: Business Prodigy Cassandra, The Magic World's First Micro-businessman
"Wait a minute..."
Tom looked at Cassandra's pretty face, as if he could see through her body and see her tail sticking up to the sky.
"You mean to say that you sold out two thousand copies of the standard edition and one hundred copies of the professional edition at Ilvermorny in just a few days at double the price?"
Tom repeated the 'feat' that Cassandra had accomplished.
"Not all of them are double the price, are they?"
The girl said with a smile harder than an AK. "At first, I was very cautious and didn't raise the price at all.
I just sold it according to your list price.
But during lunch break, everything I took out was sold out.
I knew your price was too conservative, so I slowly raised it until it reached its current level.
Cassandra seemed to be understating it, but she described her actions in a tone that said, "Praise me, praise me!"
First, he found professors in the college and gave each of them a copy. Then he promoted the book to the most popular students in each college, using their influence to expand the market. At the same time, he used several of his followers to spread the news to the circle of parents.
Her current stock was sold out yesterday, and she received thousands of pre-orders, all of which had already been paid.
Tom was stunned by what he heard.
Although this method is nothing in the Muggle world, it can definitely be said to be a successful marketing in the teacher world.
The companies in North America are also full of big players. The professional version sells better than the regular version. This time, Cassandra made a profit of "four hundred and three times", and the profit is even higher than his.
But Tom was not jealous. It was the other person's ability, and the price they agreed on was what it was.
"You want so many goods at once, which will disrupt my plan." Tom said with some distress.
"What kind of plan is that? The Galleons you earn are the real ones."
Seeing that Tom seemed unwilling to give her the goods, Cassandra suddenly became anxious and tried to persuade him, "It doesn't matter where you sell it. The demand here is enough to match that of Europe. If you don't strike while the iron is hot, what if someone imitates your work?"
Tom shook his finger, "First of all, no one in the world can imitate 'I Chat' unless they use Muggle technology, but that would take years.
"Secondly...if someone really did that, I can guarantee they wouldn't see the sun the next day."
There's no problem competing with him in business, it all depends on your own abilities, but if you block his path to becoming stronger... hehe, then that would be a mortal feud that will last until the death.
Seeing Cassandra's anxious look, Tom said with a smile: "Okay, at worst, I can just work overtime and replenish your stock, right?"
"That's more than enough." Cassandra finally smiled. "Remember, the more the better. Send me some notebook pages, too. I'll transfer the money to your card this weekend. Give me your card number."
"Oh, by the way, I'll give you 50% of the amount above your asking price, but you have to come to me during the holidays to get the money. Bye."
Cassandra finished speaking in one breath and hung up the video without giving Tom time to react.
"So sensible?"
Tom was surprised at first, then burst out laughing. He had to ask for it in person. Didn't he just want him to go to North America?
I don't know if there will be time during Christmas.
Cassandra's talent in business really surprised him. If he could have such an assistant to help him handle business affairs in the future, it would definitely be much easier.
But their relationship hasn't reached that stage yet. It can even be said that they are not even normal friends, but rather a rather awkward...partners?
If there is really a need, it is not impossible for him to sacrifice his looks.
Tom walked towards the Forbidden Forest, found a place to enter the small world and check the current inventory.
By piecing together various pieces, he managed to gather three thousand copies of the ordinary edition and six hundred copies of the professional edition for Cassandra.
Fortunately, the nutrition of the Acromantula had been increased, and the Whomping Willow had also increased its output under the dual effects of the nutrient solution and the environment.
Otherwise, even if he was willing to work hard, he would not have the materials.
"Usagi!"
After packing all the goods into a pocket, Tom called out to Usagi.
About two minutes later, a flying dragon descended from the sky.
Today, Usagi is seven meters long, and the dragon power on her body is even stronger.
She has already shown some of the style of a complete body that can split Sora-sama.
Now Tom is adopting the strategy of letting her go free.
Usually, Usagi lives in the sky, and he calls her down from time to time to play with her.
"Woo~" Usaqi rubbed Tom's cheek affectionately. Tom also stroked her hard dragon scales and handed the package to her.
"Send it to North America, to Mr. Newt's hands, and bring the raw materials back for me.
Usaqi nodded slightly, flew around the boy twice, and then soared into the sky. Tom looked away until even the small black dot could no longer be seen. He sighed, and got back into the box to start working.
The goods he embezzled were all destined for France and Germany. He had to put other things aside for the next two days and produce more as soon as possible.
While preparing the medicine, Tom touched the palace in his mind.
One-fifth of the five million Galleons mission has been completed, which means that Tom has earned more than one million Galleons in just a few months.
If this number were made public, it would definitely drive countless wizards crazy. Even a family like Greengrass with a long heritage and a history of never declining would find it difficult to earn this amount in a year, not to mention those ordinary pure-bloods and individual wizards.
In fact, the one who is most jealous of Tom now is not the wizard, but the goblin in Gringotts.
People outside didn't know how much he had earned, but Gringotts knew very well that Tom Riddle's vaults were spread across several countries, each of which was piled high with money, and his wealth was still growing at a terrifying rate.
But Tom was not satisfied.
His original idea was to complete the task by the end of this year, but at the current rate...it's almost October, and there's basically no hope.
However, it won't take too long if it continues to develop steadily.
"Let's find another way..." Tom muttered, and his hands moved faster and faster.
As October approached, the temperature at Hogwarts dropped.
The students' short-sleeved shirts were replaced with long-sleeved cotton coats.
Some people, such as the members of various Quidditch teams, even put on sweaters early.
In this kind of weather, if you fly in the sky against the cold wind and don't pay attention to keeping warm, you will definitely catch a cold the next day.
Gryffindor Quidditch Captain Wood has become quite obsessed. In the past few years, Gryffindor has not won the championship for various reasons, and this year...
This year is Wood's seventh year, his last year at Hogwarts.
If he fails to win the Quidditch Cup, he will never have another chance in his life.
The Gryffindor team members also know Wood's mentality, so they cooperate with his devilish training plan and go to the stadium for training four days a week.
The same thing happened this weekend, lasting from six in the morning until ten o'clock before Wood announced the disbandment.
The twins carried their own Sweeping Five Elements and staggered back to the castle.
"Wood is really crazy. I suspect he will even repeat the year if he doesn't win the championship this year."
"It's hard to say, but will Dumbledore let him stay?"
"Of course not. He won't be able to get past Professor McGonagall, even though he wants us to win."
"There should be hope. As long as we beat Slytherin, we have an 80% chance of winning. Harry has a 'secret weapon' this year, so we have a very good chance of winning."
"That's right. It's a pity that Wood didn't let him use it during training, otherwise we would have known..."
"George, Fred!"
The two brothers were whispering to each other when they suddenly heard someone calling them. They turned their heads and looked towards the window, only to see Tom sitting at the round table, waving at them...
"There's a profitable business."
The twin gods' eyes lit up in sync, and they didn't even leave the door. Instead, they climbed out through the window, ran across the lawn, and sat down next to Tom.
"What profitable business?" Fred asked impatiently.
Tom was not in a hurry. He tapped the stone table lightly with his finger, and snacks appeared on the table. He gestured for the two to savor them slowly, while he picked up the teacup and sipped the tea first.
"I heard that you have made a lot of gadgets?" The young man waited until both of them had eaten something before asking leisurely.
George said with certainty: "It must be Ginny who said that."
Tom nodded: "Ginny said there are stretchable ears, daydream potion, dung eggs, boxing notebook and so on, which sounds good.
"Of course, it's a product that Weasley has carefully developed."
Fred rubbed his hands together in a philistine manner. "Want to play a prank on your roommate? Want to find some joy in your heavy homework? Want to eavesdrop on the gossip between girls? The Weasley joke series will definitely not disappoint you."
"Boss, would you like a few rounds?"
George also looked at him eagerly. "I recommend bad breath chewing gum. If you hate someone, just give them one secretly. I guarantee their breath will be bad all day long. A box is only five Sickles, and if you buy two boxes, you get a free egg."
Tom shook his head and said in the disappointed eyes of the two: "I didn't come to you to shop."
"Then what profitable business are you talking about?" Fred suddenly became listless.
Tom put down his teacup with a smile. "I won't buy your goods, but you can help me sell them. My Held Magic Workshop doesn't just sell 'Wo Chat' anymore. We've added several beauty products, and they're selling pretty well."
It's more than good, women's purchasing power is fully demonstrated. Now Sabini is very busy, and Tom has found a second helper - senior Penelope.
Penelope's academic performance is good, especially in Potions, a subject that places more emphasis on learning ability and carefulness. She has already reached the level of a graduate in her sixth grade this year.
Penelope was also very happy to see that she could help Tom.
No one wants to be a vase, especially an older vase, so Penelope has been using most of her spare time recently to help make potions, which has stabilized the supply.
"You want us to sell our products in your store?"
George and Fred looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes. Their dream was to own a shop of their own in Diagon Alley.
If they can test the waters in Tom's store first, it will be helpful for them to open their own store in the future.
Tom nodded. "That's one thing. The other thing is that I'm going to help you open up the situation at school through my conversation."
Making products can never compare to making money by building a platform. The profits that Weasley's prank props can bring are negligible. Tom also wants to use the two brothers as an experiment to open the era of online shopping in the wizarding world.
No, the current equipment is too simple, it can't be called online shopping, it can only be called... WeChat business.
Let these two brothers be the top micro-businessmen in the wizarding world.
"Can you tell me more about that?" George asked. He had a clue what Tom meant, but he wasn't sure.
Tom took out his notebook and demonstrated it to the two of them. The doctor and Fred immediately became excited.
"This is great, even better than advertising in the Daily Prophet."
"Then let's talk about the fee schedule."
Putting away the notebook, it was Tom's turn to show his profiteer's expression. The twins shuddered. They had a premonition... this time they were going to be slaughtered by ten wolves.
Chapter 298: Programming Magic in the Magical World, Professor Mcgonagall's Double Standards
After more than ten minutes, the twins left with strange expressions.
They had never felt so miserable as they did now. They had the joy and anticipation of showing off their skills, but then they were severely ripped off by Tom. They couldn't be happy at all.
Not only will their Weasley Joke Shop be given 30% of its shares in the future, but they will also have to pay a separate fee for each promotion.
Tom is a wizard in disguise as a vampire, he's really draining them dry.
But having made up their minds to board this pirate ship, the twins would not hesitate any longer.
They were very active, especially when it came to playing pranks, and they had a love and patience far beyond that of ordinary people.
After a few days, they had gathered all the goods and found Tom again.
"Just wait, you'll see the results tonight."
At night, most of the little wizards were in the lounge, either doing homework or chatting with their friends.
Suddenly, everyone's "My Chat" started vibrating wildly, and it took about two seconds to stop. They opened their notebooks curiously, and the notebooks automatically turned to the latest page, and a sentence slowly emerged.
Weasley's Joke Shop is grandly opening! Big opening discounts! Get 10% off all items with a total purchase of one Galleon or more. Available items are as follows...
There was a long list of product introductions afterwards. The lounge suddenly became so quiet that the sound of the wind outside could be heard because everyone was watching intently.
Not everyone is interested in these gadgets, but this is the first time this has happened on 'Wo Chat'.
There is no doubt that this was Tom's doing.
In the small world on his person, Tom stood in a closed room. There were dozens of magic runes floating in the room, flickering with light.
I'm afraid that most wizards don't understand what magic runes are. Even alchemists who often use magic runes are the same. They only know how to use them but don't analyze the deeper principles.
Magic runes are magic runes that are born with magical powers. They can also be understood as words that can communicate with the world and gain power. Words are the carriers of magic power and are displayed in different forms.
The most famous ancient runes originated from Norse mythology. There are a total of 24 characters, each of which represents a different meaning. For example, Isa represents ice, stillness, and calmness.
Simply writing this magic word can quickly cool down a bottle of water or even freeze it. Combining different characters together will produce more variations to express more complex meanings.
But the runes floating in the room now were not ancient runes, but runes created by Tom himself. The name... he just randomly named it "communication runes", which could carry and display a large amount of information.
When they learned that Tom had actually created a set of magic runes, Grindelwald and Andros felt incredible because it was too weird. At their level, they could design a few magic runes according to their own magical characteristics, but it would definitely not be as systematic as Tom's.
What was Tom's level a year ago?
In their eyes, I am just a pure newbie in the magic world.
But you have to believe it even if you don't want to, because Tom made it and it can be used normally.
No one knows how much Tom paid behind this. For a period of time, he put all the credits he earned into the extraordinary mode just to create the prototype of the magic rune, and it cost him nearly four or five thousand in total.
Later, he obtained Mr.
K's notes and received some knowledge about the magic runes of the world of Azeroth.
That was not just legendary knowledge.
The magic runs of the world of Azeroth were either inherited from the ancient gods or created by the Titans of creation.
Tom could only scrape off a little bit of the surface, but it was enough for him to constantly modify his own magic runs so that they could carry more information.
Combined with the leap of thought, he luckily triggered a flash of inspiration and almost perfected the communication magic code to the level of perfection.
Even now, when Tom thinks back to the moment of inspiration when he had a sudden burst of insight, he still has endless aftertastes.
It was as if the world had opened up all its secrets to him, and any knowledge was available to him. As long as he wanted, he could quickly find the most correct path for development.
Unfortunately... the time was too short. If it was extended several times, he could deduce the magic runes to a level beyond the legendary range.
"Send to a designated destination... automatically display... store... No, there should be a deletion function. Otherwise, it will take up a lot of user 'memory' over time, and people will definitely complain."
Tom's fingers moved, and the magic patterns changed brightness and arrangement according to his will, just like a Muggle programmer programming.
This is also his first time using the push function, and there are still many areas that can be improved. After making sure there are no problems, he can develop the APP.
The next day, thanks to yesterday's advertisement, all students in the school now knew the existence and prices of Weasley's Joke Shop.
Early in the morning, someone came to Gemini to trade, and they were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling. Most of the inventory from a few days was sold out quickly.
Before, I was afraid that it wouldn't be effective and didn't dare to produce more. Now I can finally let go and have more funds to research other products.
Ronald was envious of the twins as they counted their money until their hands were numb. He couldn't help but approach them and said, "Brother, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Merlin's nose hair." George put a Galleon into his wallet and said to Fred with a grin, "Did you hear that? Ling Kang actually called us brother?"
Ronald's face flushed red, but he didn't move.
A single nut can stump a hero, not to mention that he is not a hero. As long as he can make money, a few sarcastic remarks are nothing.
"I heard it, George." Fred smiled and said, "Hurry up and write down this special day. We will celebrate it every year.
"You're right."
George looked at Ronald and finally shook his head regretfully: "Sorry Ronnie, I really can't think of what you can do for us... Hire you? It's better to go find Ginny."
"I can do anything." Ronald said anxiously.
"Don't say that.
It'll hurt my brother's feelings."
Fred patted George, then pulled Ronald closer, his tone suddenly becoming serious: "Ronnie, we just happen to be short of a drug tester.
I think you're incredibly talented.
Two Sickles at a time is a high salary I'm paying you because you're my brother.
You know, Li only paid him one when he tested the drug for us before.
Ronald looked at him in disbelief. "You actually let your own brother test the drug? And he's only one Sickle taller than the others?"
"That's a full Sickle, more than your mother gives you for a month."
Ronald was speechless...it's true.
After dealing with another young customer, George urged, "Just tell me whether you're going to do it or not. If not, we can go find Li."
"f**k, whatever," Ronald agreed with a look of humiliation on his face.
The twins smiled at each other. This was the inspiration Tom had given them. When you have leverage that others can't refuse, you can exploit them to your heart's content—provided that the other party has no ability to resist.
When Harry learned that Ronald had become the twins' drug test subject, he was stunned for a moment before looking at his friend with pity and comforting him, "I believe Fred and the others know their limits, you won't be in danger.
"I hope so..." Ronald said listlessly, "I hope they will show some mercy on me because I am their brother. Why don't I have ten rich godfathers?"
Harry frowned slightly. This was very offensive, as if he had chosen Sirius as his godfather just for the money.
But Harry also understood Ronald's personality. He was used to his words not thinking straight. He shook his head and continued to study Tom's notes.
Malfoy hadn't duelled with him for two weeks because he was entangled with Blaise Zabini. Malfoy said that Zabini was much stronger than him and it was meaningless to fight him.
Can Harry tolerate this?
He was fully prepared to challenge Zabini to a duel and let him know that Malfoy was his opponent.
Soon, the products of Weasley's Joke Shop began to show their power. Students used them regardless of the occasion, which drove Filch crazy. The corridor was filled with the smell of excrement.
The professors did not receive the push notification and were confused at first, until they caught two people in the act and finally understood what was going on.
Tom and the twins were both invited to Professor McGonagall's office.
"Mr. Riddle, don't you have anything to say?" Professor McGonagall said with a stern look, "You used to be a worry-free person for the professors, but now you're messing around with them."
The twins, who were usually as lively as baboons, were now trembling, lowering their heads and not daring to look at him. Tom, on the other hand, remained calm: "Professor, it has nothing to do with me."
Professor McGonagall glared at him angrily: "You help them promote those things, but you don't have any responsibility?"
Tom said innocently: "Professor, this is just the purest business behavior."
"They gave me a promotion fee, and I am responsible for the promotion. You can't stop me from making money, right? As long as this thing doesn't violate the laws of the Ministry of Magic, I have no reason to refuse.
"This..." Professor McGonagall opened his mouth, as if...it was really the case.
"But this is against school rules?"
"Don't worry."
The young man smiled. "My behavior doesn't violate any school rules.
Fred and George...they're selling new gadgets they invented, which aren't listed in the school regulations.
You can add this rule now, but you can't control the promotion.
This is the business of the Held Workshop, and you can't just use my student status to restrict me."
Tom unleashed a 653 combination of punches, completely losing Professor McGonagall's temper. He waved his hand helplessly and said, "Okay, you can go now."
"Goodbye, Professor."
Tom was sent out by the twins with admiring eyes. They had never seen anyone so eloquent that could make Professor McGonagall surrender.
Feeling Professor McGonagall's gaze on them, Fred mustered up his courage and said, "Professor, Tom just said..."
"You just listen to what Tom says?" Professor McGonagall interrupted him sharply: "Then why didn't you listen when I told you to study hard and not cause trouble?"
"We didn't break any school rules..."
"It didn't exist before, but it exists now!"
......…
Because the founder was put in solitary confinement, the Weasley Joke Shop business collapsed, but it did not completely close down. It just turned to underground sales and did it covertly.
For this purpose, the two of them even bought two professional editions of "I Chat" from Tom on credit, so that they could set up several large-capacity customer discussion groups.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the month.
An announcement lit up the castle - this year's Hogsmeade Open Day has finally arrived, on the day before Halloween. Students can play in Hogsmeade all day and enjoy a delicious dinner.
"Slytherin students, give me your permission forms to go to Hogsmeade."
The day before the holiday, before the end of Potions class, Snape stopped the students who were about to leave and said expressionlessly.
The Slytherin students lined up one by one to hand in their forms.
When it was Tom and Daphne's turn, they handed in only one form—Tom didn't have a parent to sign it, so he asked Mrs. Greengrass to do it for him.
It seemed like an ordinary action, but Daphne was happy for several days because of it.
What does this mean?
It means she and Tom are a family!
After Snape took it, he looked at Chang Dushi's signature form and fell silent.
Have we reached this point yet?
If he had the courage to confront Lily back then, would the future be different?
No... This kid seems to be being pursued. Greengrass is so eager to empty his family to give him money... [014809006 Filu 193570100]
Snape's defenses were broken.
Why is there such a big gap between people?
Chapter 299: A Halloween Gift to the Magic World, The Secret Method of Mental Cutting
Tom didn't know that a simple signature form would make Snape feel sad. After leaving the Potions classroom, he, Daphne, and Hermione went to a lounge and began to plan tomorrow's schedule and route.
Although he had been to Hogsmeade many times, Hermione and Daphne had never been there. Accompanying two people at once would only make it difficult for both of them to have fun.
There are only two ways to deal with this situation: either go to the rooftop and separate him, or allocate time well.
Daphne chose the morning and Hermione chose the afternoon.
You can go with them in the morning to experience the novelty, but the afternoon is longer and both of them are quite satisfied with it.
Daphne looked at the Hogsmeade map and drew a circle: "I have already booked two tables at Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop, one at 10 am and one at 3 pm. Don't thank me.
"Well, remember to tell me what drinks are good there, I'm afraid I'll order the wrong one."
"No problem. By the way, don't go to see the Shrieking Shack."
"I know, Tom has told me the story.
While the two little witches were chattering, Tom's consciousness had already entered the learning space to practice Apparition.
From the beginning of the school year until now, he has achieved the feat of being captured by Fox seven times—he has competed seven times and lost seven times.
However, this does not mean that his level has not improved. On the contrary, it has improved a lot.
The extreme teleportation distance has increased by 50%. After three consecutive extreme teleportations, there will still be some power left, but it is not enough for the next extreme displacement.
If he could perform four extreme teleports, or increase the distance by another fifty percent, he would be able to beat Fawkes in the race from Hogwarts to Istanbul.
This is all thanks to Grindelwald, as for Ravenclaw.
After being summoned, Ravenclaw never taught Tom the specific content, but only gave him some pointers during the Magic Perception H session.
Ravenclaw was not playing it safe, on the contrary, she almost monopolized the use of the meditation room. Apart from training with Tom, she would read the magic book after her death in the room every day, so that she could master the concepts of modern magic as soon as possible.
Good things are worth waiting for, and Tom did not rush Ravenclaw. The more prepared she was, the better.
A curse spread across the arena, and in the blink of an eye there was a collision. The light hit the wall, and the hard wall began to collapse with a rumbling sound.
This was just a warm-up game between Tom and Grindelwald. Neither of them used any powerful spells, but they had to Apparate before they could cast a spell.
Their speed was so fast that afterimages appeared on the field, as if dozens of Toms and Grindelwalds were fighting at the same time.
Five minutes later, they both stopped at the same time.
Tom shook his dizzy head and said, "Old Ge, tomorrow is Halloween. Do you want to come out?"
Grindelwald was also recovering with his eyes closed. He opened them immediately after hearing Tom's words, a strange look flashing in his eyes: "Have you accumulated enough energy?"
The boy nodded noncommittally. "Some time ago was enough. I was just thinking about the right time. Later I realized... it's only a matter of time. Why bother worrying about it???"
The promotion gave me 500 achievement points as a phased reward. Summoning Ravenclaw only used a small part of it, and Tom made up for it by simply adding points.
What's more... after the baseline test, he also got a chance to draw an intermediate lottery and got such a thing.
[Consumer discount coupon (10% off): Get 10% off after using the discount coupon. The coupon will disappear after the discount takes effect.
A familiar smell of old horses hit me in the face.
10% off coupon?
Why don't you offer a buy more get more bonus, or give away a supreme reward when you buy a full set of King's suits?
Although he cursed at the time, Tom later felt that this thing was quite good. If he had gotten this thing when summoning Ravenclaw, he wouldn't have to wait for a whole summer vacation. Saving 500 achievement points would mean he could become the King of Half a Century, which was not a loss.
"Recovering to peak form..." Grindelwald looked at the empty sky in a trance.
Although the learning space is infinitely close to reality, every time he returns to his battered body, he is reminded that this is the real world.
How long has it been since he saw the clouds outside?
"Why, you can't bear to leave your old nest?"
Seeing that Grindelwald didn't say anything, Tom smiled and teased, saying that he could actually understand Grindelwald's complicated feelings. Nurmengard was a cage, but it was Grindelwald himself and some factors of Dumbledore who imprisoned him.
Grindelwald put his hands behind his back and shook his head slightly. "Actually, everything had already changed when I showed up here. Now is the time to make a break with the past."
"Then tomorrow, let me give the wizarding world a scary Halloween gift.
After making the decision, Grindelwald's eyes were no longer confused, but became sharp and bright, and his aura instantly became more powerful.
The dark wizard who once swept the world and made countless people tremble is back.
"Tom, is there anything I can do for you when you get out?"
"It's nothing, actually."
The young man smiled gently, but his words would influence the future of the world: "Just make some noise, but first gather your old friends. We need people to get things done, and no matter how strong you are, you can't do everything yourself."
"Oh, no." Tom actually remembered something: "Ross found the address of the Picquery family. Why don't you go there and get that..."
He frowned and thought for a long time but couldn't remember the guy's name. Finally, Grindelwald reminded him: "Sam, Sam Picquery."
"Yes, it's him. You can do whatever you want."
Grindelwald nodded. "Leave it to me."
Outside, Hermione and Daphne's discussion was nearing its end. Tom said something and exited the study space, and Grindelwald did the same.
In the Nurmengard Tower, Grindelwald looked at the cell where he had been imprisoned for decades and suddenly smiled.
"Would you like to keep it and give it to Albus later?"
Just thinking about it, Grindelwald felt that there was no need for this. It would be better for him to die earlier so that he could be pulled into the space by Tom. He heard Tom say that he would not summon the souls of the living people now, and he was the last exception.
"Piqueri..."
He whispered the target's name. This was the first mission Tom gave him, so he had to do it well. Otherwise, even if Tom didn't blame him, he would still be ridiculed by Andros and Ariana.
But as he was thinking, Grindelwald's thoughts went astray.
Picquery, North America, Scamander?
"Newt Scamander!"
Inside the small cell, a low, angry sound was heard.
Hogwarts.
Tom had no idea what the two little witches had just talked about. He just nodded mechanically along the way and agreed to everything they said.
During the dinner, the students were discussing the wonderful upcoming vacation. The first and second graders could only listen with envy as they said, "It will take them ten to two years to go to that town full of teachers."
Tom secretly sent a message to Qiu, asking her to count stars at the observatory at night. This was the only way he could compensate the other girls.
Don't worry about Ginny, just hang her up and give her a spanking sometime and she'll feel better.
Penelope doesn't care about these details at all, she's busy making potions every day.
Astoria is even easier to deal with, both of them have been to Hogsmeade countless times, so there's no need to coax her at all.
But Tom feels that when Furong comes next semester, he won't be as comfortable as he is now.
Late at night, after sending Qiu back to the tower, Tom returned to his bedroom.
He had wanted to take a rest tonight and go to sleep directly, but he heard Ravenclaw's call from the space. He had no choice but to enter the space and see what Ravenclaw wanted to talk to him about.
In the garden villa, Ravenclaw changed into a simple dress. Just seeing her, Tom felt that it was worth coming here.
Big sister... no, it's the old lady who is so nice. She knows that he works hard at night and gives him some special benefits. Tom has never seen this before.
"I already have an idea on how to increase the maximum number of times I can Apparate."
The witch's words made Tom stop being a little SP and wait for the next words.
"Tom, what do you think is the reason for the current limit on your reps?"
The young man curled his lips, "Do I need to ask? It's because of insufficient mental strength. My magic power is sufficient, at least much stronger than Fox's. The key is that she recovers faster than me.
Ravenclaw shook his head slightly: "In fact, your total mental strength is sufficient. Your soul essence is too excellent, much stronger than I was back then.
"Back then?" Tom grasped the key point. Ravenclaw smiled mysteriously, "I'll leave that question for you later. Let's get back to mental power first."
"I've recently observed your competition with Fox, as well as your training. Combining this with the characteristics of the Apparition spell, I've discovered the key to the problem—
Most of your energy and concentration are only indirectly affected, which I call ineffective waste. For example... you maintain high concentration and study for 50 minutes. You clearly still have energy to spare, but your brain and body are telling you to rest and relax, resisting further effort.
Tom raised his eyebrows. "So if I can solve the waste problem you mentioned, I can increase my maximum Apparition times? And even extend my concentration time while studying, increasing my efficiency?"
"That's a very correct understanding."
Ravenclaw waved his jade-like arm, and a blue ring suddenly appeared in the sky. Then, several golden threads cut the disk into ten parts.
"Let's assume this is the total amount of your mental power. If you don't divide it, you can only Apparate three times, and your brain will send matching signals, making it impossible for you to concentrate.
"But what about me? Divide your mental energy into ten, twenty, or even more parts. As long as each part can support your maximum Apparition, you can then use another part of your mental energy to discard the exhausted part. This means you can maximize your energy."
Tom stroked his chin and nodded. "That sounds reasonable. It's simple enough to say, but how do we do it?"
"What do you think I usually do?"
Ravenclaw pulled out a booklet and said, "I've already researched the corresponding spells, including cutting and sealing consciousness. As for the method of rapid replacement, I'm still working on it, but it won't delay you from starting to learn.
"You've basically read all my books. Now's the perfect opportunity to put them into practice."
Tom took the booklet that flew over and began to read it eagerly. As expected, the spell involved memory and thinking, which was Ravenclaw's strong area. This spell was just like that.