Chapter 564: Chapter 562: Misleading the Young
That scoundrel Voldemort really didn’t tell the truth.
On the last day of the Easter holiday, Kael walked out of his room, cursing a certain misleading scoundrel in his heart.
When Voldemort taught him about Soul Artifacts, he spoke so beautifully, anything Dumbledore forbade, he taught instead... all lies, misleading.
How to say, the general process wasn’t wrong, the issue was in so unobtrusive details in the middle, once operated according to the process he gave, the Soul Fragnt split off would instantly evaporate like snow in fire.
Just like Tom Riddle in the diary, Voldemort seed to enjoy misleading others this way, highlighting his own wisdom.
Luckily, he was cautious and wasn’t fooled.
Kael originally planned to wait until the end of the school year to borrow so books from Sirius. As the ancestral ho of the Black family, number 12 Grimmauld Place, it preserved many collections, including quite a few books related to Dark Magic.
Including the one Dumbledore took from the library, "Advanced Black Magic Unveiled," which was also in Sirius’ ho.
But now, things don’t need to be so troubleso.
Kael took off the Diadem and put it back on Helena’s head.
"My mother said she would leave the Diadem to you, but you must wait until returning to school..." Helena whispered, "She left a portrait at the school, which can substitute the Diadem to hold her mory."
"It’s alright, you can catch up more..." Kael shook his head.
This ti Kael wasn’t being polite, he was speaking the truth.
The Diadem’s effect is too strong, with his current Occluncy level, unless necessary, he won’t use the thing for now.
"Oh right, my mother also said that only when you get the Pendant Box can she find a way to store Magic Power with it."
"That might take so more ti..." Kael said.
Just then, Nicolas Flal, who had disappeared for two weeks, also walked out.
"Seems like you had a good chat."
Judging by his brisk actions, this Nicolas is also "fake."
"Nicolas, can I take the Diadem?" Kael asked.
"Is that even a question?" Nicolas said with a smile, "The Diadem is yours, of course you can take it, but rember what I told you before, Kael, don’t rely on it too much."
"I will rember," Kael nodded seriously, "How’s the Philosopher’s Stone going?"
"Very smoothly," Nicolas said happily, "Lady Ravenclaw gave
so advice, with the current situation, it should be about six months before the materials gather."
"Still that long?" Kael murmured.
"You didn’t think making a Philosopher’s Stone was easy, did you?"
Nicolas couldn’t resist teasing, "It’s not like baking bread, just put it in the oven for half an hour... When I made the first Philosopher’s Stone, it took nearly three years."
"No, I didn’t an that," Kael explained about the Pendant Box.
"Store Magic Power?" Nicolas seed surprised, "That’s amazing, the Pendant Box can be used for that... perhaps that’s its true purpose.
"Alright, if it’s useful to you, I’ll think of sothing... there’s so Ancient Magic Potion left, maybe Albus can help, if you don’t mind him knowing about the Pendant Box."
"That’s fine," Kael said.
Unlike the Diadem, Dumbledore already knew about the Pendant Box, so there’s no issue of whether he minded.
...
When Kael returned to Hogwarts, it was already evening, from afar, Kael saw the train arriving just at Hogsade Station.
When Kael opened his suitcase, Helena eagerly floated away.
Kael was about to caution her to be careful and not go close to Dumbledore, but before he could speak, Helena was already gone.
Never mind, since Ravenclaw said she’d leave the Diadem to him, it doesn’t matter if Dumbledore knows, at most he’ll be curious and borrow it for a while.
Kael waited a bit longer until students from the train began appearing at the school entrance, then he went in.
The Auditorium was brightly lit, preparing for the opening feast.
Kael entered and saw at each house’s long table was a giant Easter egg, almost dragon-sized, filled with various candies, exploding bonbons, chocolate toffee, ice mice, cockroach clusters, it felt like Honeydukes had been emptied.
"Kael, this way," Conna waved, "How did your matters go?"
"Already settled," Kael said, "How was the Easter holiday?"
"If possible, I wish there wasn’t this holiday," Conna sighed, "Too much howork, I even went to Hogsade to buy ten rolls of parchnt."
Even Conna was complaining about howork, that was enough to indicate a problem.
When the feast began, Kael felt it was too quiet around, he looked around and asked:
"Where’s Mikel and Ryan, I don’t see them."
"They should still be in the library," Cedric said, "I saw them there every day during the holiday."
"That’s really rare, are they reading?"
"No, probably doing howork," Cedric shrugged, "That’s fifth year, Easter holiday’s howork is endless, when I left the library this afternoon, I saw them flipping through ’Powerful Potion,’ probably doing Potion Class howork."
"Doing Potion Class howork now?" Kael shook his head, "If it were , I’d finish Potion howork first, to avoid getting caught by Professor Snape..."
Before finishing his sentence, Kael suddenly thought of sothing, he froze with Yorkshire pudding suspended in mid-air.
"What’s wrong?" Conna asked puzzled.
"I seem to... haven’t done any howork," Kael said slowly.
In Nicolas Flal Manor, he listened to opera, researched Magic Text, then studied Soul Artifacts with Ravenclaw, he had long forgotten about howork.
"Does that matter," Conna said indifferently, "Didn’t you say Professor Dumbledore excused your howork before?"
"Only excused most courses, but not Potion Class." Kael glanced at the direction of the teacher’s seats, "Anyway, is there a lot of Potion howork?"
"I don’t know," Conna shook her head, "I haven’t done Potion Class howork for a long ti."
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