"Pah!"
Seeing the book in front of him that was obviously related to the black magic, Damon showed a look of disgust on his face.
Black magic is a spell that requires strong negative emotions to show its power. Every wizard who is fanatical about pursuing power has been crazy about it.
But in Damon's opinion, this thing really has no advantages except that it cannot be defended.
Not to mention the risk of black magic polluting the mind-those top Death Eaters, almost none of them have a normal brain.
Even the three unforgivable curses (Crucia, Imperius, and the most famous Avada Kedavra-Killing Curse) that are said to bluff people actually require strong negative emotions to show their effects-a fifth-year Hogwarts student uses the Killing Curse, and the power caused can only make a wizard bleed from the nose.
In other words, it is not enough to learn this spell, but you have to hypnotize yourself every day, "I am a murderer! I kill without blinking an eye! I hate this world!", and constantly strengthen the evil thoughts in your heart to enhance your power.
For the versatile Damon, learning black magic is completely unnecessary.
Is Transfiguration not versatile enough? Or
is it that creating your own spells is not good enough? He has the time to hypnotize himself into a lunatic, which is enough for him to continue to improve his spells and Transfiguration to the top. Besides, he is really going to die happily every day since he came to this world. If you ask Damon to hate, he really can't hate it!
"Pah."
Damon threw the "Advanced Black Magic Secrets" he just picked up on the ground.
Even so, he still felt it was not enough. He took out his wand and cast spells on the hand that had touched the book:
"Expurgo Malum!"
"Surgito!"
"Scourgify!"
After finishing, he still felt uneasy. He used microscopic spells to confirm that he really had nothing to do with black magic. Then he stepped straight over the black magic books that many wizards were obsessed with, without even looking at them.
Judging from the boy's appearance, if he was not in the library, he would have cursed out loud.
"Mrs. Pince, why is there a book called "Advanced Dark Magic Revealed" thrown around in the restricted section?
I think such evil books should not be placed in the library, even in the restricted section! This is a disregard for students' education and life!"
Hearing the indignant voice of the young man outside the door, a pair of old hands quietly emerged, quickly picked up the book "Advanced Dark Magic Revealed" on the ground, and disappeared again.
In the invisible place, the owner of these hands was very relieved, but also a little ashamed of being tortured - he seemed to be really not supposed to show this book to a child, even if it was a test, it was a bit too much.
But at least, he is now more relieved. This time, there is really only one last step - then Dumbledore will consider whether to reveal everything to a child when the time is right.
Damon returned to the common room with two reference books. The three little ones rarely saw him in the common room, so they surrounded him directly.
"Damon, are you free?"
The expressions on their faces were like discovering a new world.
"What's the matter?"
"It's like this--" Ron approached Damon and whispered, "Hagrid has hatched a dragon, do you want to go and see it?"
"Dragon?"
Damon raised his head suddenly, remembering a plot.
Hagrid obtained a Norwegian Ridgeback dragon egg from Quirrell, and accidentally exposed the secret that Fluffy, the three-headed hellhound, could be hypnotized by music. Has it hatched now?
"Please! What we should be discussing now is not a sightseeing tour like watching monkeys in a zoo!"
Hermione said with dissatisfaction on the side - dragons are extremely dangerous creatures. Hagrid's private breeding has violated serious laws and regulations.
"Hermione is right, so I must go and see it before it is sent away."
Damon smiled and agreed to go to Hagrid's hut with the three of them after class, which made Hermione's expression much better. Ron and Harry were also happy that they could find something that Damon was interested in.
To be honest, they did have less time to communicate with each other recently.
But the three of them always felt that Damon was always doing something extremely important. If there was nothing important, they would really be embarrassed to disturb Damon. Such a four-person activity had never happened before.
The four of them came to Hagrid's hut, and Damon saw the lizard-sized Norwegian Ridgeback as he wished.
Hagrid put aside the work of guarding the hunting ground because the little dragon made him busy and the ground was littered with empty brandy bottles and chicken feathers - the favorite food of the Norwegian Ridgeback.
"I decided to call it Norbert," Hagrid said as he looked at the dragon with tear-blurred eyes, "It really knows me now. Look, Norbert! Norbert! Where's Mommy?"
What surprised and saddened Hagrid was that the Norwegian Ridgeback, which had always been a little indifferent to people, now crawled directly towards Damon, waving its wings excitedly before they were fully opened.
Damon smiled and stretched out his hand to the dragon, and it climbed directly onto Damon's palm, all the way up, and stood on his shoulder, spraying sparks majestically.
"Oh my God - Norbert -"
Hagrid looked at the dragon that was so close to Damon, and the expression on his face was very wonderful.
Damon scratched the dragon's chin and took the initiative to express Harry and the others' concerns:
"Hagrid, you can't keep this dragon here forever. Norwegian Ridgebacks grow very fast. In two weeks, it will be as big as your house."
Hagrid bit his lip:
"I-I know I can't keep it forever, but I can't just throw it away. I can't."
Harry then made a suggestion:
"Ron's brother Charlie is doing research in Romania. We might as well give Norbert to him. Charlie can take care of it and then release it back into the wild."
Hagrid was reluctant to accept this, but Harry and Ron had already seen his attitude loosen up, and thought that persuading him a few more times would be successful.
But they didn't expect that Damon suddenly said at this time:
"We can keep it in the Forbidden Forest."
The three little ones turned their heads and looked at Damon, with an expression on their faces that seemed to say-Damon, are you crazy too?
Hagrid's expression also became interesting, and he hesitated:
"Is this possible? I'm afraid that the creatures in the Forbidden Forest will be killed by the grown-up Norbert."
"Of course, before that, we must tame its wildness."
Damon grabbed the Norwegian Ridgeback on his shoulder and stared at it, quietly increasing the strength of his palm.
"Scar!!!"
The little dragon felt a little pain and let out an unhappy hiss. The look in his eyes when he looked at Damon was no longer as peaceful as
before.
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, it opened its big mouth and bit Damon's palm!
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