Voldemort

The Hope Association was a very loosely organized group. Professor McGonagall handed a badge to Chris and told him that she had already given his name to the committee. From now on, Chris would join the association as "a suspected Obscurial."

The association has an internal journal that is sent out every month, free to association members. It contains the latest research results of the association's internal members if there are new research results, you can also submit them to the committee. The name of this journal is "The Obscurial's Hope Monthly Report."

Chris took the recent years' issues of the Hope Monthly Report from Professor McGonagall's office. There were more than forty issues. Professor McGonagall had put the earlier ones elsewhere and would bring them to Chris when she had the chance.

These monthly journals were more like observation records or experiment reports than actual monthly joumals but they weren't as standardized as real experiment reports, more like a kind of "notes."

Chris spent only a few days reading all these books, but the gains were small.

The wizards relied more on experience to do this work, completely lacking scientific planning and statistical knowledge. Chris finally determined that to solve his problem of not being able to cast magic, he would probably still have to rely on himself. These wizards might have enough experience, but their thinking patterns were all biased towards emotionality relying more on intuition than scientific facts.

Everything went smoothly, nothing special happened, until a week later, Chris suddenly thought of Ravenclaw's diadem.

Chris admitted that even though he had a super memory, he could still be a little careless sometimes Forgetting a small diadem was normal.

[Is Voldemort's soul hidden inside? I heard that this diadem can increase a person's IQ and make their brain smarter. I wonder if it's true?]

Chris looked at the diadem quietly.

"Should I try wearing it?" Chris said to himself, then raised his hands, and the diadem was firmly fixed on Chris little head.

"Buzz.." Chris almost immediately lost his hearing. A strange sound poured into Chris brain like a tide.

However, the sound only lasted for a few breaths, and Chris quickly recovered.

At this time, Chris could clearly feel that something seemed to come out of the diadem and connect to his head and soul. The entire diadem was like an external device, expanding Chris brain.

"Not bad!" Chris felt the magical aura coming from the diademhe clearly felt that his brain had become more "super" if Chris brain was a 3D camcorder before, now it seemed to have become 3.5D, increasing a small part of its capabilities.

"My total magic power has actually increased! With the diadem on, my magic level exceeds Dumbledore's!" Chris exclaimed in amazement,

In the original book, it was only lightly mentioned that it increased a little wisdom, but in fact, this thing increases wisdom proportionally. In other words, the smarter the person who uses it, the better the effect!

Just as Chris was concentrating on his research, suddenly an extremely evil aura invaded Chris brain from the diadem!

[It must be Voldemort!] Chris instantly made a judgment and wanted to take off the diadem.

But suddenly a strange magical conflict came Voldemort was blocked outside Chris brain!

What's going on?

Before Chris could take further action, that aura launched another fierce charge towards Chris mind!

However, Voldemort returned without success again.

"Damn it! What the hell is in your brain!" A phantom suddenly appeared in front of Chris.

The person standing in front of Chris was wearing a simple wizard robe, with a pair of bright eyes and flowing hair this was the young version of Voldemort, a real handsome guy!

"Are you Voldemort?" Chris asked.

"That's right! The noble Voldemort!" Voldemort revealed his signature arrogant face just like the villains in fantasy novels must say "Jie Jie Jie" when they appear.

What a cliché entrance." Chris really had a feeling of being a 'real person' 'real person' comes from Japanese, and its direct meaning is 'winner in life". The extended meaning it contains is: 'The second dimension has become reality'.

"So, Mr. Voldemort, what were you trying to do when you attacked my brain just now?" Chris asked.

"I didn't attack your brain. This is just a function of the diadem. Your brain rejected the help the diadem gave you!" Voldemort quibbled.

"You keep making up lies. I'll just listen to it as a joke and see how your imagination is." Chris said, pursing his lips and shrugging.

"Hehe...I just wanted to increase our mutual understanding!" Voldemort said.

"This joke isn't funny at all!" Chris said, "To punish you, I've decided that you'll sleep with Ms. Black Cat Sheriff tonight."

Keli picked up the diadem and threw it next to the pendant. Then, with a bang, he closed the box.

Just as Voldemort and Keli met for the first time. Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were chatting in the office.

"That child, you must meet him!" Professor McGonagall said, "I have never seen such a powerful Obscurial!"

"Let me prepare some things. I think I need to talk to him!" Dumbledore thought for a while and said.

"What things?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"A painting..." Dumbledore explained, "Do you know why I'm so cautious? To this day, I'm still unwilling to contact him."

"It is indeed strange. In any case, I think you should be more active," Professor McGonagall asked with doubt.

"Because Christian Feynman is not his full name, and his middle name, his baptismal name, is 'Gellert!"

"Gellert Grindelwald?" Professor McGonagall said, "The two of them shouldn't have any relationship. I think this is just a coincidence."

"I don't think so..." Dumbledore took a cockroach cluster from the candy and put it in his mouth: "The taste here is still the purest if his last name was Grindelwald, then it might really be just a coincidence, but a person who uses Gellert as a baptismal name is definitely not a coincidence!"

"The legendary prophecy?" Professor McGonagall said thoughtfully.

After leaving Dumbledore's office, Professor McGonagall hand-wrote a long letter.

Almost at the same time, in the dark potions classroom in the basement, Snape was also thinking about something. He happened to walk to the place where student potions were stored. Every successful potion would be stored in the potion cabinet. After accumulating a certain number, they would be sold, and sometimes they would be used internally. This was an important source of income for Hogwarts.

Inside, there was only a lonely glass bottle, with Hermione G+ Christian F-a very simple potion, Scabiosa Paste.

"Christian..." Snape muttered to himself in the darkness.

After spending several nights with Madam Pince, Voldemort finally calmed down. One day, after Chris returned from Astronomy class, Voldemort appeared voluntarily, hoping Chris could move him to another place. Even back to the Room of Requirement would be fine.

Just as a person emits an unpleasant "old person smell" before death, Madam Pince was also very old, so her soul inevitably emitted a terrifying aura that other souls loathed the crucial problem being soul decay, which is "contagious"!

A person's lifespan is caused by the body's own weakening, so this is an internal cause-aging is not contagious.

The existence of a soul depends on magic, which means it must constantly exchange magic with the outside world. Wizards exist because their bodies possess magic so they are constantly exchanging magic with the outside world which means that the form and magnitude of magic exchange between each person are different.

The forms of magic exchange can influence each other-if two people live together for a long time. their magical appearance and attributes may tend toward consistency. It's a bit like two cups of water, one cold and one hot, placed together, stirred together, and eventually forming a cup of ordinary lukewarm water.

Similarly, if two ghosts stay together for a long time, they will also influence each other Madam Pince's lifespan is already very short, but as long as she and Voldemort spend every day together, the ultimate effect will be that Voldemort's soul fragment will have its life value lowered, and Madam Pince's life value will increase.

Voldemort, subjected to this continuous life threat, finally couldn't bear it anymore if he could bear it. he wouldn't be Voldemort-Voldemort was originally a person who feared death and clung to life. otherwise, why would Voldemort have so many soul fragments (Horcruxes)?

"Then let's talk and see what use you actually have!" Chris said with a smile.

"Of course!" Voldemort pondered carefully, then chose his words and said, "I've noticed in the past few days that you've never cast a spell. Could it be that you're a Squib?"

"Do you think a Squib would have such a massive flow of magic in their body?" Chris indicated for Voldemort to properly sense Chris Superman steel body.

"Of course not... Wait... I seem to have heard of your situation in Egypt!" Voldemort suddenly remembered something.

"You know that Egypt has many gods, but they are actually ancient wizards." Voldemort carefully phrased.

"One of these gods is called 'Horus,' a legendary dog-headed god! Actually, it's just a type of Animagus transformation."

"And then?" Chris didn't speak, signaling Voldemort to continue.

"The biggest difference between this Horus and other gods is that he never successfully cast even a single spell before the age of fifteen. Until his fifteenth birthday, he suddenly felt a strange summoning -accurately speaking, he felt the so-called 'threshold"!"

"Threshold?" Chris frowned in confusion,

"You can directly understand the threshold as needing to exceed this value before you can normally cast magic!" Voldemort spoke eloquently.

"Not only that, but the magic he released was actually two or three times more powerful than the normal value, Voldemort explained again. "What can you think of?"

"Horus and I have the same problem!" Chris said. "How did he solve this problem later?"

"I don't know, I only know that your body is different from other people's. Your body is very similar to Horus's situation! I just don't know what exactly happened to him."

"And then?" Chris asked.

"You can go to the library to find information about Horus. This mysterious ancient magician is the key to solving your problem!" Voldemort spoke eloquently.

"To reward you, I hope you can sort it out just like I guessed!" Voldemort said.

"Horus?" Chris ran to the library the next day, but didn't gain much.

The first class was Snape's. At this time, he suddenly talked about a magical plant: "Fluxweed."

Snape explained, "This grass has a very, very long lifespan, so long that you'll doubt your life. Why aren't you writing it down? Mr. Potter!"

After abusing Potter, Snape continued, "Its only function is to increase magic resistance. When made into a potion, it will severely weaken the magical properties of the potion itself."

Chris hadn't made any mistakes in Potions class so far, although this potion was several times more difficult than the Scurvy Cure from the previous lesson.

But Chris still easily finished the assignment first and prepared to make a second batch with Hermione.

At that moment, Chris suddenly thought of a certain large, 坑爹坑爹坑爹(pit-fathering/scamming)

game from his previous world-DNF.

One of the attributes was magic resistance in Otherworld dungeons, if the magic resistance value didn't meet the requirements of the Otherworld, there would be penalties on HP, MP, and attack power; conversely, if the magic resistance value reached and exceeded the requirements of the Otherworld, there would be rewards on HP, MP, and attack power. Moreover, as the difficulty of the Otherworld dungeons increased, the requirements for magic resistance would become more and more stringent.

The full name is magic resistance, which refers to successfully resisting the influence of magic, but non-magic cannot be resisted, such as elemental damage on weapons which cannot be resisted. This requires talking about the resistance of each element, which reduces damage proportionally. regardless of the form, elemental damage on equipment or elemental damage from magic will be reduced.

If it's below a certain value, it's equivalent to being invaded by the BOSS, and you must exceed the minimum value to unleash magical ultimate moves in the cave (dungeon).

Chris brain suddenly seemed to understand what his situation was.

Ignoring that he was in Potions class, he said to Hermione, "Use the spell you learned last class Scourgify-on me!"

"Of course..." Hermione was a little strange. What was happening?

"Scourgify!" Hermione was already very familiar with this spell.

But just as Chris had guessed, nothing happened!

The potion powder that had rubbed onto Chris clothes was still so vibrant.

"Is this magic resistance?" Chris suddenly understood why he couldn't release any magic.

His own magic resistance was too high, to the point that his magic was being affected. The reason he couldn't cast any magic now was because he hadn't reached a certain threshold!

For example, if his magic resistance was 1200, that meant that spells with an intensity below 1200 couldn't even form a "penetration effect"!

They couldn't even do basic damage!