Chapter 22 22: Talent! And gifts!
Ian felt like a balloon.
Being filled with a lot of things that don’t belong to you.
“I’m not clean anymore!”
The surging murderous intent like an ocean surged inside Ian’s little head, his reason was almost completely suppressed, and the boundless murderous intent seemed to overflow. The flood is in urgent need of an outlet to vent.
Maybe it was Teacher Mara who was guiding me.
It may also be biological instinct.
After Teacher Mara's teachings sounded in Ian's ears, he chanted the incantation without any hesitation.
"Avada Kedavra!"
Nearly roaring.
Ian never thought he would cast the Death Curse in such a situation.
With the resonance of the mantra.
Magic power and killing intent converged and blended in Ian's body, flowing to his fingertips and pouring into the unknown wand. The green light almost completely illuminated the entire castle.
It is like a meteorite shining.
Bright and eye-catching.
Powerful.
It's a pity that where Ian's wand is pointed, there are no creatures or souls, only an old, slightly mottled blue-gray wall.
This is a spell that works on living things, and naturally it will not damage the texture of the wall. However, even so, green light is also spread on the wall like a spider web.
Flashed for a long time.
This gradually dissipated.
When the murderous intention poured into him by Teacher Mara was released, Ian's reason also regained the high ground. Next to her, the witch looked very satisfied with the effect.
"It seems that your stupidity is limited to some aspects. At least for magic, you have a better talent than many people." The witch was not stingy with her praise at all.
“Oh my god!”
Ian looked at the green light that was gradually disappearing on the wall, and couldn’t imagine that this was a curse he had released.
Him.
An eleven-year-old wizard.
They have not yet entered Hogwarts to study.
How can one be so virtuous?
He actually released such a sinful and terrifying curse!
A life-killing curse!
The first of the three unforgivable curses! How many people have heard the curse that changes their color!
You learned it so easily? There are born princes and generals in this world. Could it be that there are really born prisoners of Azkaban!
Of course Ian knows that his Death Curse is so powerful. The biggest reason is the murderous intention instilled in him by Teacher Mara. Everyone knows that the power of this curse is closely related to the murderous intention.
However.
Even if there is such a reason.
None of this changed that he had indeed learned the Death Curse.
Name: Ian Prince
Occupation: Blood Warlock
Magic: Level 4
Skills: [Illuminating Spell (Level 1): 76/100】
[Levitation Curse (level 1): 11/100]
[Life-killing Curse (level 1): 7/100]
......
The panel does not lie. .
With the guidance and help of Teacher Mara, Ian directly mastered the first-level Death Curse and gained seven points of proficiency!
What does level one mean?
This means that even if he no longer receives help from his teacher, he can still cast the most basic life-killing curse, and many insights about this curse have become knowledge in his mind!
"The Unforgivable Curse, Teacher Mara, do you call this a simpler magic?" Ian was still immersed in horror and brain failure, but there was not much surprise in learning a new magic.
"In my time, there was no definition like yours." The witch walked to the wall and touched it gently, and the remaining green and some cracks disappeared.
"Wizards who don't even know how to kill themselves when they go out are generally just lambs to be slaughtered." Her explanation was indeed unexpected and difficult to refute. In Ian's opinion.
Teacher Mara is guaranteed to be a wizard before the Middle Ages.
For the wizards of that era.
It seems to make some sense to learn some life-killing spells before going out?
“Remember how you felt today.”
The witch turned to Ian and warned him.
“This magic requires a strong killing intent. Although you don’t seem to be a good person when you grow up, it is not easy for a wizard of your age to have a strong killing intent... …I suggest you try to hunt more animals, which will also help you accumulate the killing intent to release the curse.”
"Of course, it is definitely not as good as killing people, nor as evil thoughts towards the same kind. If you can kill someone with your own hands, maybe you will truly control this magic."
The witch obviously does not Being able to understand Ian's learning progress, her rather patient teaching seemed to be a bit bewitching.
Sure enough.
How could a wizard who could teach his apprentice the Death Curse right away be a kind-hearted white witch... Ian's previous premonition about this teacher was probably not wrong.
"Okay, I will work part-time as an animal butcher..." Of course Ian would not adopt the last suggestion that the witch seemed to mention casually. He was not some Voldemort who would do anything for power.
Say no more.
He has actually learned the Death Curse now, and does not need to accumulate any more killing intent to enter the door. However, Ian felt that he should not tell the witch about this.
It’s not a trump card.
Why bother considering these complicated issues in a trance?
Except Ian.
I have never heard of anyone being able to communicate with the souls in the trance world. Even if any secrets are exposed in this place, it will not have the slightest impact on Ian's life in this world.
The reason why he didn't want to tell the witch this shocking fact was simply because the witch had a bad enough opinion of him, and he didn't want to deepen the other person's opinion that "you don't look like a good person".
To know.
Even with a special teaching method like a witch, a wizard who can learn the Death Curse in one go can probably be said to be gifted in black magic, right?
Hmm.
When Voldemort comes, maybe he will call the experts directly?
Looking at the seven points of proficiency on his dashboard, Iando hoped that he could also achieve this kind of progress in learning other magics.
"Teacher Mara, can you teach me another magic? A slightly less dangerous magic..." Ian felt that the progress of the Death Curse might just be a special accident.
"Greed."
The witch responded coldly.
However.
The next moment, he suddenly chuckled.
"However, greed for knowledge is not a bad thing, nor is it annoying." Obviously, Ian's "desire for knowledge" happened to be the kind that witches admired very much.
only.
Facing Ian's delighted eyes.
The witch did not start to teach. Instead, she smiled and reminded in a teasing tone.
"Are you sure you still have enough time to learn a new spell?"
Maybe.
The teacher had some means of discerning how long Ian was able to stay in the trance. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Ian began to feel the blur around him.
“Ah!?”
Ian’s figure began to fade slowly.
Everything around her seemed to be fading away... At the moment when the soul was about to leave the pure land, Ian only vaguely saw the witch tearing off a corner of her dress.
She engraved some words on it and then placed it in Ian's hand.
"Just think of it as homework."
"Dear apprentice, don't let me down..."
The illusion disappeared.
Reality returns.
When Ian opened his eyes and looked at the clock.
The witch's expectant whisper still seemed to echo in her ears.
He sat up.
Raise your hand.
Following him across the boundary between life and death, the fragments of the dress that carried ancient knowledge lay quietly in his hands, glowing with silver under the moonlight.
(End of this chapter)