Hogwarts: I'm the only one who cultivates immortality

The broomstick competition made the whole wizarding world boil. On the day when the Hogwarts competition ended, someone found Ye Feng and wanted him to be the track producer of the broomstick competition, but Ye Feng refused because These guys actually rejected his offer to help.

If the track produced by the producer does not feature his characteristics, then what's the point of being a producer?So Ye Feng refused without hesitation.

The broomstick competition was over, and Hogwarts returned to its former calm. At this time, Ye Feng finally remembered one thing. He still threw Voldemort's diary in the room.

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When Ye Feng finally remembered that the diary containing Voldemort's spiritual power was still thrown in his master's dormitory and went back to read it, he was immediately silenced by the scene in front of him. Ye Feng's diary was standing up and flipping through it. pages, and he has different patterns on each page.

[?_??] "Chirp?"

Seeing Ye Feng came back, Xiao Huihui tilted her head and glanced at Ye Feng, and at the same time Xiao Huihui turned her head, the diary stopped turning pages.

"It's okay, you look at it first, I'll talk about my business later."

ヽ(≧?≦)? "Chirp~"

With Ye Feng's permission, Xiao Huihui turned her head back again. At this time, the diary was turned quickly again, but the diary was not thick, so it ended after only a few seconds.

"Xiao Huihui, did you come up with this way of looking at paintings?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Xiao Huihui nodded joyfully, and put on an expression of "quickly praise me", which made Ye Feng look at the diary full of pity. How long did Hui 'train' to achieve the ability to present a complete picture on paper almost instantly.

But what does this have to do with him?So Ye Feng pampered Xiao Huihui's little head, took out an orange-flavored elixir and fed it to him.

"By the way, Xiao Huihui, when you look at the paintings in this way, the paintings seem to be moving, why don't we call him——cartoon!"

"Chirp!"

As soon as Ye Feng's words came out, Xiao Huihui immediately became extremely excited, because it felt that Ye Feng's name was too appropriate, and the 'cartoon' itself, the diary boarded by Voldemort, was about to smoke.

Although Voldemort basically lives in the magical world, he still knows about cartoons. After all, these things were born in the [-]th century, and now it is the end of the [-]th century. How could he not know?

In other words, the child in front of him directly regarded him as a toy to coax pets!

Although he has no memory of becoming Voldemort himself, Tom and Voldemort are quite proud even in the college stage, so he was so angry that his diary started to smoke.

Ye Feng: [?_??] Hmm~

Voldemort: 0Дq

"Yes, yes, you are right, I am a cartoon, a cartoon used to coax little pets!"

The anger in Voldemort's heart was instantly extinguished as if being sprayed by several fire extinguishers at the same time, but Ye Feng saw that the smoke was clearly thinning and felt that it would not be a problem to leave him here all day, so he changed his mind. Thinking, said: "Smoking? Is this going to catch fire? Throw it away, don't burn this place."

While talking, Ye Feng casually grabbed the diary and threw it out of the window, as if throwing an insignificant piece of trash.

"Ouch~"

Ye Feng: ...

Although Ye Feng, the owner of the painful snort, didn't see it, but the voice was quite familiar. It seemed to be... the Weasley twins?

Ye Feng, who probably guessed who the diary hit, silently mourned for Voldemort for a second. He only hoped that those two guys would not come up with too many bizarre ideas after discovering the "magic" of the diary. control both of them...

It's not that Ye Feng looked down on the fragment of mental power that Voldemort put in his diary. The Weasley twins may not have the strongest mental power among the people Ye Feng knew, but these two pairs are definitely the strongest in resisting magic. , because the two of them are completely happy people, and if you use a bewitching trick on a happy person, they may let you know what a happy person is in the next second.

The Weasley twins like to do all kinds of pranks the most, so if this fragment of Voldemort's mind really wants to confuse and control them, the result is likely to be regarded as a prank by these two guys, and they are not as good as pranks. There are two reactions.

One is to scare them directly, so they will be very happy to study this matter or props, because it can give them more prank experience; the other is to not scare them at all, and it is estimated that they will directly Forget it, that is to say, they are likely to throw it away after studying the diary for a while.

...

next morning

"Dong dong dong..."

"Principal Dumbledore is about to get up! If you don't get up, the sun will rise to dry your ass!"

Dumbledore: (╬￣dish￣)

Although Ye Feng knocked on the door every day to wake him up, he was used to it, but anyone who was urged to get up by the knock on the door early in the morning would be a little angry, but when Ye Feng opened the door and walked in, he put a tray of things on the table. When he got to the table, the anger in Dumbledore's heart disappeared instantly.

"Sniff~"

"What? It smells so good!"

Ye Feng didn't need to call, Dumbledore got up from the bed after smelling it, and seeing Ye Feng opened the window to face the sun, Dumbledore sat down at the table very naturally and opened the covered tray .

When the tray was covered, Dumbledore could only smell a faint fragrance. When the lid was opened, Dumbledore's saliva gushed out instantly, because the fragrance that was not strong but could fill one's appetite was overwhelming. poured into his nostrils.

Looking at the greasy meat porridge in the tray, then at the fluffy 'bread' that is white but exuding the fragrance of natural wheat, and then at the white...

"Wait, what is this?"

As soon as Ye Feng turned his head, he saw Dumbledore pointing to the bowl of snow-white and tender sweet tofu.

"Oh, that's tofu nao. It's handmade. Except for me, it's almost impossible for you to eat it anywhere else."

"Of course, if you don't like sweet, I can also make salted tofu nao. If you have a stronger taste, I can also try spicy, stinky tofu, snail powder, durian or even canned herring. .”

"Stop, stop, sweet ones are fine." Although Dumbledore has never heard of the various flavors of "tofu brain" in the back, judging from Ye Feng's solemn introduction, these "flavors" of tofu The brain must be very difficult, so it is better to choose the sweet one directly, at least it does not look scary.