Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 39 The Curse: Repair as Ever!
Spots of light, large and small, floated under the ceiling, illuminating the office like daytime.

Voldemort crouched down, squinted his eyes, and flipped through the [Book of Spells].

It was early morning, and his eyes were tired, but he still didn't want to rest - he wanted to find suitable magic as soon as possible, and study the source of magic in "Dumbledore's Conjecture".

Traveling through the magical world for more than ten years, and being free for several months, during which time I studied magic desperately, but only proved one thing...

My own magic talent is average.

The magic of this world has been decomposed like the jobs of the Muggle world after the industrial revolution, entering the era of specialization of fine division of labor.

Even children with average talents can get good results as long as they work hard.

But despite his average talent, he has some remnants of Voldemort...

Voldemort's remnant soul's understanding and use of black magic is completely beyond his soul body.

This made him extremely envious, and he always wanted to study black magic in depth, but he could only stay away—studying black magic under the eyes of the old bee, unless he was crazy.

Retrieving more of Voldemort's souls from Horcruxes should improve magical talent.

But he doesn't know the method of recovering the soul in the Horcrux, and there is no relevant memory in the remnant soul - this is his future research topic, and currently he does not have such an environment and ability.

Under such circumstances, Voldemort's original idea was to consolidate the theory of magic and strengthen the ability to apply magic.

But the unexpected appearance of "Dumbledore's conjecture" gave him a new direction—since he is not a genius, he should follow in the footsteps of a genius.

So, in the quiet Hogwarts at night, when the well-behaved students were sleeping, and when the naughty students were traveling at night, he still endured the difficulties and tried to find the light of hope.

"Enemy trap, protection magic, can affect many people, but the effect..."

"Blazing flames, elemental magic, inconsistent with the overall direction of the wizarding world, give up..."

"Misunderstanding, because of the curse, I have some experience with this, let's use it as an alternative..."

Looking at the spells one by one, Voldemort kept making judgments in his mind, most of them were discarded, and there were some alternative records in the notebook beside him.

Another half an hour passed like this, and the whole person was already extremely sleepy—I slept for more than an hour last night, and now I stayed up late at night, and my spirit was extremely exhausted.

"Look at a few more, just a few..."

Voldemort thought, moving his fingers slowly down the book, reading spells one by one.

"Calling God's Guardian, magical enough, enough to mobilize emotions, alternative..."

"Restore as before, life-like magic spell, meaningless..."

"Clean up, or live...wait..."

Voldemort stopped his fingers, shook his head vigorously, and blinked again. Feeling that he was not awake enough, he picked up the water glass beside him and took a big gulp.

The whole person finally regained some energy, and gently pushed his fingers upwards.

"Restore as before, life-like magic, but very magical, to restore everything to its original state..."

Voldemort murmured, his fingers finally stopped on the words Restoration Curse again, and he began to carefully read the introduction in small print below:

Mantra: Restoration as ever.

Can be used to seamlessly repair most broken objects.

The spell was invented in 1754 by Olabella Nutley, a staff member of the Office of the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic at the British Ministry of Magic. At the beginning of its invention, it was used to repair the accidentally destroyed Colosseum.

Effect: Restoration spells work on most materials.

Prohibition: The restoration spell can only be used on inanimate objects. Using it on living objects will cause serious scars, or irreversible damage, or even death.

Not repairable:

Rare, powerful curses that cannot be repaired by the Restoring Charm.

Restoration spells cannot repair powerful or complex magical objects.

The Restoration Charm can perfectly repair the container itself, but the liquid spilled from the container cannot be recovered.

Restoration spells cannot be used on wands, etc., and are extremely sensitive to magic...

Regarding the content of the restoration spell, there is a full half page, and the font is very small, but there is no in-depth analysis and explanation of the spell.

The content in the book is more about the conditions for using and disabling spells. In the [Book of Spells], although the records of spells are comprehensive enough, they are not deep enough.

There is even no commentary on the formation and decomposition of the mantra itself.

Lifting his head from the desk, Voldemort frowned for a moment, picked up the wand on the desk, and waved it lightly...

"Restored as before."

A streak of yellow and purple magic slowly floated out from the wand, and under Voldemort's control, this magic ray hovered in front of him.

Squinting your eyes and observing carefully, you can't get useful information.

"Zila..."

Tore a page from the notebook, folded it in half, repeated several times, and finally rolled them into a ball and threw them into the magical light.

"Hu~~"

It seemed that there was a breeze blowing, and the ball of paper unfolded like an upside-down. Countless pieces of paper fluttered in the yellow-purple light, splicing together with the effect of magic.

There were still many cracks at the beginning, but when the yellow-purple light soaked into it, the cracks disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and quickly returned to its original state.

Even the folds on it disappeared in an instant.

"Back in time?"

Voldemort murmured softly, reached out to take the pieces of paper, rubbed them carefully, and looked at the bright light for a moment, but found no trace of splicing.

Put the paper back in place, wand aimed at the notebook...

"Restored as before."

The yellow-purple light shot out again, instantly acting on the break between the paper and the notebook, and then the light slowly disappeared, and the page returned to its original shape.

It fits perfectly, no abnormalities can be seen.

"Life-like magic, but it's amazing. Is this the time reversal feature?"

Voldemort murmured, unable to resist picking up a trinket on the table - a crystal model of London Bridge, a trinket from the Muggle world.

"Snapped."

Throwing it on the ground without hesitation, the glass crystal cracked and turned into bits and pieces, scattered all over the ground.

"Restored as before."

The wand pointed at the larger fragment, and yellow-purple light shot into it instantly.

The scene of going back in time appeared again, and scattered fragments flew out from under the table and beside the stools, and soon regrouped into a crystal London Bridge.

"London Bridge is coming."

The wand turned, and the crystal London Bridge, which had just been repaired, immediately flew into Voldemort's hands.

Hold up the jewelry and look carefully against the light...

"There is no trace, it is no different from before."

He couldn't help murmuring softly, recalling the process of restoring the jewelry.

In the sleepy eyes, the light of excitement slowly flashed.

It should be amazing enough to restore it as before... Voldemort fiddled with his wand and thought.

He really didn't expect that after choosing and choosing, the last one chosen was a life-tired magic.

But as he thought, this magic is amazing enough, isn't it?
(End of this chapter)