The Handsome Dark Lord[Comprehensive]

Unfortunately, Harry's quest proceeded very slowly, mainly due to the fact that his wand was still in Tom's hands.

It's not that he doesn't want to come back.Every time Tom threatened him with the facts he sent out, Harry was unreasonable, unbeatable, and vaguely ashamed, so he could only flip through the textbooks aggrievedly, trying to find a way to save the country with curves.

Wandless magic is an ideal solution.

Thanks to Tom, Harry wasn't doing his normal sixth year studies at all.When ordering textbooks by mail, Tom bought the reference books for seventh grade and NEWTs together. Harry had vowed to declare that he would never be able to read these books, but now he was forced to read more frequently than his own textbooks due to the current situation.

However, compared to the silent magic that is being learned in the sixth grade, the wandless magic is not only more advanced and complex, but also extremely restrictive, even the highest grade textbooks and the highest magic exams rarely involve it.

Of course, Harry couldn't become a master of this skill just by flipping the book, but things were not without progress.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts chapter of an ultra-thick reference book of NEWTs, Harry found the wandless magic that is most useful to him at present——

The stick returns to the curse.

It returns the wand to its original owner, which is especially useful when the wand is no longer in hand or has been taken by an enemy.The disadvantage is that you can only recall your own wand, and it will not work beyond a certain distance.

None of this was on Harry's mind, because his biggest problem was that he didn't know how to cast spells with his bare hands.

Affected by his usual habits, he still habitually stretched out a finger to point at the target, as if he was still holding a magic wand.It made Tom feel stupid when he saw it.

"Go ahead and laugh," said Harry irritably, "I'll just have to pretend I have a wand anyway."

Tom paused for a while with a strange expression, and then slowly said: "You want to get your wand back, there is no way out."

Harry squinted at him, not letting his guard down.

The experience of these days has fully proved that if you want to get any benefits from Tom, you will probably have to pay more trouble.

Tom seemed to know what he was thinking, and a little half-smile came out.

"You know, when wands first appeared, there was no clear way to make them, and only a few innate ones could be used, so there were often conflicts between wizards who snatched wands."

Harry wanted to say he didn't know, but was really curious, so he didn't say anything, just listened to him.

Tom picked up the "Boundaries of Magic: The Exploration of the Power of Spells and Wands" he was working on, and turned to the end of a chapter near the end of the book a few times.

It happened to be the only chapter in the whole book that Harry found with great painstaking efforts to discuss the principle of wandless and silent spells in depth.He was still impressed by the ending part. The author pointed out: In addition to the harsher conditions of use, silent magic without a wand is completely incomparable with the complete spell magic with a wand. It is a degradation and waste of power. It is not recommended that powerful wizards use their energy Spend with wisdom on this magic.

Such a conclusion was completely contrary to Harry's intuitive cognition. Fortunately, he was not the type to criticize the theory, and he did not practice wandless magic for strength at all, so he did not take these words to heart.But it still came as a shock to Harry.

"I guess you see the conclusion here." Tom observed his reaction, and said predictably, "In a way, it's true. The reason why most modern magic is stronger than ancient ones is mainly due to the wand The continuous evolution and development of spells has made any Hogwarts graduate who has just grown up can easily cast many ancient magics that belong to the category of forbidden spells—" Tom paused slightly as if he could hear the retort in Harry's stomach. Staying for a moment, staring at him and pointing out, "—as long as they study hard."

Harry choked for a second, and stabbed back the plea that had rushed into his throat, and pressed it firmly.

Such a lively expression was very interesting. Although Tom didn't say anything, the tone of his mouth was already filled with unconscious joy.

"But due to many factors, some magic is an exception." He finally got to the point, "Returning the wand to its original owner-this magic originated from the instinctive power of the wizard who was taken away from the wand when his life was threatened. It has never been It only belongs to the category of wandless magic. Due to the special identity of the wand, the more suitable the owner is, the stronger the desire is, and the more effective the magic can be. This is why it is an exception."

Harry's holly wand appeared in his hand without warning, and Harry's bright eyes were caught by those eyes.

"Some things you don't cherish, losing it is just one of the most insignificant consequences." He said softly, "I wanted you to reflect on it for a while. However, if you can get back your own things through the returning curse of the rod, that's okay." It’s a kind of confidence enough to mess around, and I promise you that you don’t have to think about it anymore.”

This was originally Harry's secret plan, but he didn't expect to see it through at a glance, let alone Tom was happy to see it happen.

"I won't use any restriction magic on this wand, as long as your wand's curse is strong enough, you can get your wand back from me in an instant." He shook the holly wand lightly, as if teasing a child, " Well, isn't it fair enough, my savior?"

Harry's eyes changed slightly, and he didn't speak for a while.

It was obviously a proposal that was beneficial to him, but it inexplicably made him feel even heavier.

And that title, not only did not play a positive role, but... the inadvertent indifference and playfulness made him upset.

... After all, he had no reason to refuse.

So it was decided.

Harry left homework and castle exploration behind, and devoted himself to practicing spells with the wand.

The difficulty is equivalent to that of a baby who gave up learning to walk and started to practice running directly.

Tom was rarely both curious and indifferent.He was so familiar with the staff curse, it was almost the first proper staffless magic he had mastered.

Not all wizards and wands are good enough to cast the wand hex, but he shares a core with Harry's wand, Harry is his Horcrux, and the holly wand is even compatible with himself... although Harry's magic The strength of spells has never been favored by him, but with the connection between him and Harry, refer to the connection between the yew wand and the holly wand, how much the complex similarities between them can affect such a What about magic exploration?

He never thought that one day he would really look forward to Harry's magical ability. The feeling that he was vaguely related to him but actually had nothing to do with him was very rare, which made him care more about Harry's learning progress than before.

But Harry didn't look forward to his guidance as much as he had at first.To be precise, Harry fell into an unprecedented concentration, nestled in his room, practiced in front of the temporarily transformed wand, and sometimes even missed three meals.

This is unprecedented.It used to be just him being too busy and Harry waiting at the table.Now it was his turn to sit empty-handed in front of the long dining table and wait for no one.

"Villi." He waited impatiently, and the tombstone in his hand kept jumping out, and densely packed small characters lit up on the dark green surface, all of which were urgent information reported by the Death Eaters immediately.Several pieces of news were unexpected obstacles encountered by clearing the opposition forces, and his detailed action instructions were urgently needed. If they were not dealt with immediately, they might miss the best time.

"Harry is still in the room?" He asked with no emotion, only the movement of pressing down the tombstone was abnormally hard.

The muted house-elf bowed and nodded tearfully, and tried to knock his head on the floor, but was swung back just in time.

Tom exhaled, waited patiently for another ten minutes, managed to lose the last of his meager appetite, and left the table.

The various changes in the original plan have resulted in a large number of people needing to be beaten by him, and Dumbledore, who has disappeared without a trace, is urgently investigated, and he has little time to teach the savior.Now that Harry is also busy, they have become strangers under the same roof, and they don't even see each other a few times.

At first, he planned to take some time to check on the savior's learning progress, and teach him if necessary, but recently he has completely lost news of Dumbledore.According to past experience, the old man must be plotting something, which may destroy his plan at a critical moment, so the solar eclipse plan must be accelerated.

After Hogwarts came the Ministry of Magic. Many people had already begun to waver under the demonstration of Cortland's unconsciousness. If they didn't strike while the iron was hot, they could only resort to more extreme measures.

In order to maximize his profits, he completely used up his personal time.It was only when I went back to my bedroom at night and saw Harry sleeping soundly that some secret private impulse suddenly emerged.

He is not a considerate lover, he will wake people up and toss regardless of the other person's feelings when he needs it.

But when Harry was so tired that he couldn't lift his eyelids and could only scratch the side of the bed and hum, the sport suddenly lost its charm.

"Hmm...huh..." Harry cried out unconsciously, a little confused, wanting to ask what's wrong.But he was so tired that he could only vaguely hear Tom's slightly hoarse voice, but he really didn't know what he said.Reluctantly humming in response, he managed to distinguish the words "sleep" with difficulty, and the consciousness lost the last restraint in an instant, turned into wind dust and scattered into the boundless darkness, falling into a drowsy sleep.