Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

Sisley, who was fuming in pain after a day of classes, grabbed his hair and wrote mechanically with a quill in his hand.

"When will Sisley finish writing?" Harry asked in a low voice towards Ron next to him.

"I don't know. Let's go out first. Playing chess here will disturb him."

"Get out? Where?" Harry asked.

"Go to Hufflepuff. Hannah told me that the Hogwarts kitchen is over there. Let's go find some midnight snacks." As they said that, the two began to put on their robes.

After some time, Sisley threw the quill on the table and shook his sore wrist, rolled up the parchment and headed to Professor McGonagall's office.

dong dong dong...

"Please come in!" A voice came from inside the door.

Sisley opened the door and saw his own quill flying up and down in Professor McGonagall's hand, moving left and right while grading homework.

"Professor?" Sisley said softly.

"Huh? Oh, it's Mr. Thorne. Have you finished the paper?" Professor McGonagall said without looking back when she heard Sisley's voice.

"Yes," Sisley replied.

"Very good, you come over here to help me grade these first-year assignments, and I'll help you submit them." Professor McGonagall stood up and took Sisley's parchment, opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but marvel.

"Sisley, can I call you that?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Of course," Sisley replied.

"I have to say, Sisley, the last time I saw someone as talented as you was when I first entered school. There was a senior in the seventh grade. His light had gradually overshadowed some ordinary professors. That At that time, he was almost considered to be a rising star in the entire magical world of the Kingdom of Yu."

"What happened next?" Sisley asked.

"Later he got another name, Voldemort." Professor McGonagall winked at Sisley and said.

Then he picked up a handful of floo powder and left the office.

"Uh, Voldemort." Sisley murmured while sitting in Professor McGonagall's seat.

"Eh? This is my pen." Sisley said in surprise when he saw the quill on Professor McGonagall's desk.

But the surprise quickly disappeared, because the quill was enchanted and could not leave a fixed range, even half an inch.

"Oh my god, what's so good about this pen? Professor McGonagall is so strict about it." After complaining, Sisley could only correct his homework helplessly.

"Hermione's? Don't even look at it, O."

"This one, Hannah Abbott? The little wizard who was the first to be sorted. The writing is a bit unsatisfactory, but it is still an A."

"Haha, Malfoy, this guy's writing is pretty good? I'll give you an A."

"Oh, Ron and Harry, I have to catch them." As he said this, he began to mark their homework carefully, trying not to miss every extra point.

Time gradually passed, and with the roar of flames, Professor McGonagall returned.

"How was it? Professor McGonagall?" Sisley asked after watching Professor McGonagall come back and sit down directly opposite him.

"Remember to order the journal next month, and you will be able to see your paper then." Professor McGonagall said with a smile.

"Oh, that's great, it's not in vain." Sisley said happily.

"It's already curfew time, do you need me to take you back?" Professor McGonagall asked, looking at Sisley who couldn't tell how tired he was.

"No need, it's not far from here." Sisley waved his hand and said.

"If Filch catches him, just ask him to come to me." Professor McGonagall nodded and continued to correct Sisley's unfinished homework.

When Sisley was about to open the door and leave, Professor McGonagall's voice came from behind him: "By the way, your royalties should arrive tomorrow. Remember not to open the package in public."

"Okay." After Sisley said that, he opened the door and left.

After leaving Professor McGonagall's office, Sisley did not return to the lounge immediately, but decided to go for a walk. As for where to go.

Library, let’s go!

Speaking of the library, Sisley and Hermione, the two top students, have never been there, although it sounds a bit incredible.

After all, the first few days of school cannot be said to be very busy. It can only be said that the rhythm has not been adjusted well and it seems that time is tight. It will probably be much better after a week.

And the most important thing is that the parts that first-year wizards can read are very limited. The truly powerful and profound magical knowledge is in the upper-grade area and the forbidden book area.

After hearing the news, Sisley really gave up the idea of ​​going to the library during the day. Wouldn't it be better to use the time to read historical biography story books to watch Ron play chess and abuse the novice Harry?

But the library at night is a different story. After all, Mrs. Pince is not a robot, the kind that keeps spinning around the clock.

Wouldn't it be nice to slip into the Forbidden Zone and learn a little powerful magic at this time?

But when Sisley arrived at the library, he was blocked by a row of sparkling magic restrictions.

"I'm really impressed. A school doesn't even trust its students." Sisley said as he waved a tentative curse and stopped.

As expected, it didn't work at all.

"Let me see what kind of magic you have. I hope it's not too profound, otherwise my magic knowledge won't be enough to open you." After saying that, he took out a stack of parchment and a quill from his arms.

One hand took out the wand, and the blue magic slowly flowed into the restriction. In an instant, countless flowing magic circuits lit up in the restriction. The other hand held a quill and kept writing densely on the parchment. Runes.

The magic power flowed gently into the door, and Sisley felt the flow of magic power in the door, wrote the corresponding runes one by one, and finally translated these runes into spells.

In the end, as long as these spells are broken one by one, the forbidden knowledge will be open to Sisley.

After nearly two hours, Sisley slowly took back his wand, sat on the ground rubbing his belly with one hand, and started reading with the parchment in the other hand.

"Let me see, sealing spell, blocking spell, protection spell, rebound spell."

"A lot of magic that I haven't learned before, and a small amount of transfiguration."

"Huh? There is also an observation magic here, so it should be used to observe the professor and the little wizard."

"Wait a minute, there's a Confusion Curse for observation magic! The Weasley twins mentioned it!" Sisley clapped his hands with his fists and said excitedly.

Then he stood up from the ground, folded the parchment, put it in his pocket, and turned around to go back to the dormitory.

Then......

"Oh, Professor Dumbledore!"

"hello."