Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

Amon bowed to 'Qi Luo', which was a requirement of the ancient duel ceremony.

'Qi Luo' also bowed to Amon, expressing respect for him or for this ancient and elegant ceremony.

"Amon, this is also part of the test. If you can't hold on from my hands, then I will kill you mercilessly." 'Qi Luo' opened his arms and said with a somewhat excited expression.

"So, attack me with the belief that you will kill me!"

'Qi Luo's tone was not unusual at all, as if he was looking forward to what he would eat today, but the words that came out of his mouth made Amon feel as if he was facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and the murderous intent rushing towards his face seemed to be able to annihilate anyone's thoughts. Will, people can no longer muster the courage to resist.

If you don’t kill, you will be killed. This is the first lesson of black magic that the Dark Lord wants to teach Amon——

Black magic is a cruel dark philosophy. Without corresponding awareness, you will never be able to truly enter its palace.

But the wand in Amon's hand did not tremble at all, and even his wrist remained relaxed.

"Incendio! (Fire is blazing)" He suddenly swung his wand and chanted a spell.

at the same time.

"Incendio! (Fire blazing)" The exact same spell was spoken by 'Qi Luo'.

Two orange fireballs flying towards each other exploded at the moment of collision, and the scattered flames formed a huge ring of fire around the dueling parties uncontrollably——

No, not out of control.

The moment the two fireballs collided, Amon quickly raised his wand and chanted the magic spell.

"Serpensortia! (Oolong attack)"

A huge black snake sprang out from the tip of his wand and landed on the floor between him and Quirrell, raising its head and getting ready to attack.

At the same time, the surrounding fire ring has taken shape, and the formed fire ring has turned into a fire snake!

The fire snake straightened up its body and roared at Amon's black snake.

The two snakes danced wildly, and Amon once again set his target back on 'Qi Luo'.

"Reducto! (Reducto)"

'Qi Luo', who was admiring the figures of the two snakes, calmly fired a crushing spell as well.

Two crushing spells passed by each other, and Amon's crushing spell was about to hit 'Qi Luo', but he still cast an armor spell for himself in time, and his grasp of the fighting timing was extremely exquisite.

Amon felt the power of the incoming crushing spell and immediately dodged away from his original position, avoiding the aftermath of the battle between the black snake and the fire snake.

At this time, Black Snake has fallen into a disadvantage, and it seems that it may be defeated at any time.

So after Amon stood firm, he helped it.

"Confringo! (Thunderbolt explosion)"

The orange fireball-shaped flames directly enveloped the black snake and the fire snake, and then there was a violent explosion. The flames and black mist instantly swallowed the entire room.

"Expulso! (Flying sand and rocks)"

Amon didn't bother to cast the Iron Armor Curse to protect himself first, but took the opportunity to hit 'Qi Luo' hard.

The blue fire was very fast and was not conspicuous in the raging flames and black fog. The sound of hitting an object was heard in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Amon had just cast an iron armor spell and was about to move along, but a swift stream of light hit him first.

The barrier of the Iron Armor Curse was torn into pieces in an instant like paper.

Amon only had time to dodge a short distance to the side, and the stream of light wiped the brim of his hat and fell to the wall behind him, making a louder sound than the explosion just now.

This pointed soft hat that had only been with him for a week seemed to be scrapped, Amon thought after quickly applying an iron armor spell to himself.

He didn't care at all what would have happened if he hadn't escaped the curse just now. After all, this was something he had understood since the beginning of the duel.

A gust of wind swept through, and the room that was originally filled with black smoke was instantly refreshed, and the dust on Amon's body was also swept away.

Amon looked at the figure that was still standing. There was not even a single messy wrinkle in the clothes on Quirrell, as if the battle just now was not even a warm-up for him.

But this is enough. Amon has cast the most powerful black curse he has mastered, and has reached the limit of what he can do now.

"It seems that your mastery of dark magic is very unfamiliar, Amon."

After a brief silence, 'Quirrell' commented.

His hoarse and plain voice made it difficult for Amon to tell whether he was happy or angry, but he was definitely dissatisfied.

"Professor, most black magic involves extremely advanced magical knowledge. I originally thought that I would not be able to access it so early at my level." Amon explained calmly.

This is both a truth and a lie.

It is true that Amon has not studied in depth because black magic is advanced and dangerous, but the main reason is that he has focused on researching new spells and has no more energy to allocate to black magic without anyone to teach him. .

'Qi Luo' nodded silently, reluctantly accepting this reason.

In his eyes, Amon is indeed a sane little wizard, and at the level of just casting a preliminary spell, his ability to do so is enough to prove his talent in black magic.

Next, 'Qi Luo' began to explain to Amon the techniques of the spells just now, and then continued the actual practice.

In this process, Amon really experienced the Dark Lord's true teaching style - high pressure, high pressure that can endanger life.

The Dark Lord didn't care at all whether Amon would be injured in the battle, he only saw how much potential Amon could be inspired by it.

Even though Amon seemed exhausted, 'Qi Luo' continued to increase the difficulty ruthlessly. His requirements for Amon could no longer be described as harsh.

During the battle, 'Qi Luo' continued to intersperse all kinds of sarcasm and ridicule, and made bitter criticisms. If Amon's mental endurance was as fragile as a normal little wizard, he would have collapsed.

……

Soon, a day passed, and 'Qi Luo' walked away after explaining a large list of book titles in the restricted area.

Amon was in a trance, and walked to the kitchen to eat with a somewhat frivolous pace, and the smile that had been maintained on his face could no longer be stretched.

Back in the dormitory, Amon fell directly on the bed after washing up, feeling that he had no energy at all.

I slept until the next day and entered the second week of school.

Since this week, Amon has entered into a regular campus life of attending classes during the day and studying at night, and practicing black magic on weekends.

This lasted for two months, until Halloween.

To be honest, Halloween at Hogwarts is not very exciting.

In addition to the decorations on the walls, Halloween is more of a holiday for the ghosts of Hogwarts.

Like a certain Peeves who takes pleasure in scaring little wizards.

This is also the only terrifying atmosphere that the little wizards can feel.

But fortunately, there is also a dinner party. A grand banquet can always satisfy the little wizards.

However, there were three young wizards in the auditorium who were not in their best mood. Harry and Ron were worried because Hermione hadn't come back yet. Ron already regretted speaking ill of Hermione behind her back;

And Amon is waiting——

Bang!

The loud opening of the door attracted the attention of everyone in the auditorium.

I saw Quirrell staggering in, looking panicked and stammering to Dumbledore at the guest of honor seat:

"Troll...Troll! There is...Troll! In the underground classroom!"

After saying this, Quirrell suddenly fainted and fell to the ground as if he had been greatly frightened.

The auditorium was instantly in an uproar, and the little wizards were panicking.

Dumbledore spoke at this time.

"Quiet!"

His voice reached the ears of every little wizard under the effect of the amplification spell, and the little wizards suddenly found their backbone. They all looked at the guest of honor seat. After discovering that the deans and professors were all very calm, their hearts were filled with excitement. The panic infected by Quirrell also calmed down.

Amon adjusted his monocle, and the scene in front of him made him sigh at Dumbledore's prestige.

Two generations of Dark Lords have grown and fallen, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the headmaster of Hogwarts - Dumbledore.

Some people think that he is the ultimate politician, because if he raises his voice, the Ministry of Magic will be a decoration, and the wizarding world will become his voice. However, he has never had any intention of power, and just wants to be a good principal at Hogwarts until he retires. ;

Some people think that he is a duplicitous hypocrite, because two generations of Dark Lords are inextricably linked to him, and they even jokingly call him the "White Devil" because of this, but he has never actually gotten what he wants. , on the contrary, it keeps losing;

In Amon's opinion, the only reason Dumbledore is controversial is that he is too "great", like a saint.

But people don’t believe in the existence of saints, just like they don’t believe that they can become saints;

So they wrapped the saint in gold and set it up high, burned incense and paid homage. When the saint really appeared in front of them, they would point to the golden body and say: That is the saint!

Amon can't imagine that a wizard as powerful as Dumbledore would follow secular rules, but maybe that is Dumbledore's "anchor", otherwise he will become the world's biggest nightmare!

While Amon was thinking about all this, Dumbledore arranged for all the little wizards to stay in the auditorium in an orderly manner, and asked Snape and other professors to take care of them, and then left with Professor McGonagall.

At the same time, Amon noticed that Harry and Ron had disappeared, so it was his turn to "appear" next.

……