Celica ran away.
Murphy rubbed his right cheek.
I can't afford to play with you, so why are you pretending to be so arrogant!
He looked through the pile of research materials left by the other party in a depressed mood. It must be said that these guys have spent a lot of effort. There are seventy or eighty kinds of reference spells alone, and countless manuscripts are piled up into a small mountain. It seems that what she said before that they have worked hard may not be a lie.
But he has no patience. On the one hand, the research on white fresh has entered the right track, and more and more Muggles have joined the institute. On the other hand, the new research and development base will be completed in one or two months. At that time, he wants to move a series of potion research including beauty potion there first.
The pressure of confidentiality is getting greater and greater. Murphy is always worried about relying solely on those Muggle agreements.
However, in the end, he still did not lay off the confidentiality spell research and development team.
Let them study first, and he decided to find another way.
"Alex, last time you said that the similar spell you saw was in a book at Hogwarts?"
Alex nodded, "I have rarely read books related to spells since graduation. I should have seen it when I was in school."
But this guy also forgot the name of the book. Otherwise, as a graduate of Ravenclaw, it should not be a problem for him to write a letter to his dean, Professor Flitwick, to discuss the spells in a certain book.
But anyway, let's write a letter and ask.
"Dear Professor Flitwick:
I haven't seen you for a long time. I hope you are doing well. First of all, I should thank you for your care and encouragement in school, and for your great support in my gloomy life. You are a great educator. I have benefited a lot from your knowledge and guidance in life.
Professor, you are the most powerful spell master I know, and I just happened to encounter a spell problem. In order to deal with a certain situation, I need to find a spell that can ensure that the recipient cannot tell a secret.
But with my current knowledge, I can't create such a spell. I wonder if the professor knows such a spell, or can provide a direction or idea for creating such a spell?
I look forward to your reply.
Once again, my sincere respect and gratitude.
Your student: Murphy Darkholm."
In two days, Professor Flitwick's reply arrived.
"Dear Mr. Murphy:
I am very happy to receive your letter. Your praise of me is really undeserved, but to be honest, I am still very happy.
I am certainly not the most powerful spell master, but I am always very happy to discuss any issues related to spells with my classmates.
I know a lot of spells to keep secrets, but I have never seen a spell that completely matches your description. At the same time, according to my speculation and understanding, in order to achieve the effect you mentioned, it is often necessary to involve some areas of black magic. Domain.
In this regard, there are some books in the school's restricted book area that can provide some ideas, such as "Natasha's Evil Spell", "The Thorn Witch", "Byler's Deadly Journey", etc., but these books are strictly prohibited from being borrowed. If you want to refer to them, you can apply after the school starts.
Maybe we can arrange for you to give a duel class to your juniors. You have always been very talented in this area.
Filius Flitwick. "
Murphy was silent after reading the reply. After the school starts?
It's July now, and the school has just been on vacation.
The school will start in September.
And, it's just an application.
Since the last time the Wizengamot met Dumbledore, the latter probably had some warnings about him. If he went to do things related to the dark arts again, it would be strange if he was not suspected of being a dark wizard, and it would be strange if he could get approval!
Professor Flitwick said that it might involve the field of dark magic...
Maybe this is the reason why Celica and the others are making slow progress?
After all, ordinary wizards really know very little about black magic.
Even Murphy, a time traveler, doesn't know much about black magic except for spells like the Shadowless Divine Sharpness that have been verified in the original book.
Should I recruit a black wizard?
But the black wizards I know are mostly Death Eaters in the original book. They are basically a bunch of crooked and extremely arrogant. It is really a fantasy to want them to help me do research.
In the entire Harry Potter series, there seem to be only two or three black wizards with output.
And they are not even half as good as Voldemort's toe.
Thinking of Voldemort, Murphy's heart suddenly moved.
I seem to have a diary of Voldemort, oh no, it's Tom Riddle... in my hand.
This guy should know quite a lot of black magic, and... he may have read the books that Professor Flitwick mentioned.
Maybe... I can get some information out of it?
Murphy took out his notebook, hesitated for a moment, and finally found Alex.
When the latter saw Murphy, his face looked a little strange, "Mr. Parker, did my sister make you angry?"
"Huh? Why do you say that?"
Murphy felt a little guilty for some reason.
"She used to be full of energy, but today she kept shirking her duties and didn't want to go to work. Did she do something wrong? My sister's personality is a bit bad. If she offended you, I apologize to you on her behalf."
"Uh..."
Thinking about what happened before, it's hard to say who was offended by whom.
"Well... it's just that the progress of spell research is a bit slow, I said a few words to her." Murphy hurriedly said, "By the way, I asked you to come here today because I want you to help me."
Murphy pointed to the diary and said, "This is a black magic item, a diary with its own thoughts. If you write words on the diary, you will get the answer from the diary. But if you use it for a long time, it will absorb the user's vitality, which is very dangerous. But, I want you to help me test its ability."
"This..." Alex was a little nervous, "It sounds very dangerous..."
"Don't worry, according to my understanding, unless you use it continuously for more than half a year, there should not be too much danger. At the same time, I will observe your condition. If something is wrong, we will stop the test immediately. As for the reward, I will give you ten gold galleons for every sentence you write in the diary."
"..."
Alex was speechless for a moment.
He wanted to say that this was really inhumane and didn't take his own safety seriously...
But, Murphy gave too much.
Ten Galleons for one sentence. Just writing a few sentences in the diary every day is equivalent to one's monthly salary.
Alex's words of refusal came to his lips, but what he said was, "Okay... When do you start?"
"Now!"
Murphy took out a pen and handed it to Alex, "Write, 'Hello, diary, I am Lucius Malfoy'."
(End of this chapter)