Chapter 505 Interrupted Research

"finished…"

William raised his head from the desk and placed a thick stack of parchment there.

'Actually...there are only so many classic curses, and there are rare variations...'

He briefly reviewed the results of his labor, corrected a few grammatical errors, piled them over there, and peeled himself a chocolate.

"Next, after submitting this report, we can look at the more in-depth things." He stuffed the chocolate into his mouth, closed his eyes and leaned on the chair, feeling it melt in his mouth. "The family has a strong foundation." It’s just good, there are really a lot of things that can be dug out…”

"You have to wait a few days after submitting the things... What should you do during this time?"

It's not like Hogwarts where you can have fun at will. Being alone in a foreign country, William doesn't dare to go out and mess around. God knows where a Dark Lord will come from.

'Why don't you read the book that Adams sent? If you are idle, you will be idle...'

Just do it - although the book Adams sent was a bit of a joke, the thing was real. William took it out of his pocket, did some simple checks, and spread the book on the table. , start reading.

“…”

"So, I got into trouble with Voodoo?"

After taking a few glances, he couldn't help but complain.

There is no way - forget about the previous part of the process of finding some voodoo dolls and curses from that pocket, today's book is almost a systematic introduction to voodoo...

Just like what Adams introduced, most of these things are methods for making various poisons or other special-purpose potions. The remaining half are introductions to resurrected corpses, voodoo dolls, curse rituals, and the like.

"Real black magic, where did Adams get it?"

William briefly read the content at the end and came to a conclusion directly - if Moody gave him such a book, William would definitely not doubt it, but Adams...

"You have to ask him. This is not a circle he can come into contact with..."

He temporarily put the book away, changed his appearance again, went to the post office to hire an owl, and then asked him to send a letter to Professor Sprout, asking her about Adams' whereabouts.

After finishing all this, he secretly returned to the house he rented and began to study the two gains.

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"As I guessed, there is no essential difference between the Resurrection Corpse and the Inferi. There is no need to study it - the pure black magic of the Inferi..."

"Those methods of controlling poisonous spiders and other things are also disgusting...it feels like using drugs and magic to control magical creatures...but they are limited to the most lethal magical creatures..."

"Forget it, it feels like it's the same as the Soul-Impering Curse, which is not good..."

"Voodoo dolls are quite interesting...the production, rituals, curses, and blessings, this is more like a new witchcraft system..."

"But there are very few means of protection. Most of them are used to curse others..."

"Instead of learning this, why not continue to study curses in depth..."

This witchcraft system really felt a bit tasteless, which made William feel a little disgusted - but it was still a new system, and curses were something he had been studying during this period. They complemented each other, so he had no choice but to discover it. The voodoo dolls began to disassemble and study these voodoo things.

Fortunately, Greece's attitude was indeed very sincere. A while after William's report was submitted, his transfer notice came.

Unfortunately, along with this thing came a letter from Hogwarts - in addition to Professor Sprout telling him that Adams had returned to school, Dumbledore's letter also arrived directly at his workplace.

He had previously promised Dumbledore that he would be on call before the summer vacation, but Dumbledore had dragged him until now...

It's outrageous. I have to work overtime during the holidays...

"There is nothing I can do, I still have to go..."

William looked at the letter in his hand and shook his head - he originally wanted to improve his curse level, but now he is busy.

Now almost everything comes after the Horcrux. He is still burdened with a curse. If he doesn't destroy the Horcrux, it would be a joke to try to improve the level of the curse through self-study and suppress the Dark Lord...

——

"Hey, Professor William, you want to leave?"

Seeing William, who came here specially to resign, the staff responsible for the reception changed from smiling to panicked.

"Are you dissatisfied with anything? Has someone neglected you somewhere? Or do you think our procedures are taking too long? Just tell us and we will solve the problems that can be solved immediately. If we can't solve them, we will try our best to create something for you. environment of!"

"No, no, you've done everything very well. I also like the research atmosphere here - it's just that I have something to do at Hogwarts and I need to go back and work overtime during the holidays..."

William shook his head, smiled and explained to the reception staff around him.

"Ah...this..."

Although the school is currently on summer vacation, the holidays for students and professors are not the same, and there is nothing to stop them from going back to work overtime - after all, that is their full-time job.

…

After rejecting the farewell ceremony and a few exquisite magic ornaments, William hurriedly left Greece with the royalties for the report, detoured back to England, and then returned directly to Hogwarts.

"Good afternoon, Hagrid!"

When he stepped into the school through the gate, Hagrid was already waiting at the door.

"Good afternoon, William. I haven't seen you for half the holiday. You look very energetic - why are you suddenly back to school?"

"It's urgent... I was rushed back from Greece."

While responding, William took out a barrel of wine from his pocket and flew towards Hagrid with a tap of his left hand, "Would you like to try the specialties over there?"

"You're not going to be a liquor dealer, are you?"

Hagrid joked happily, holding the barrel with one hand, "It's not easy for a barrel like this to cross the border..."

…

I just couldn't legally dump the things dug out of the warehouse... The management there was a mess... When I left, I got a letter exempting myself from inspection... It was signed by the local Ministry of Magic...

"I want to sell across the border, at least it's at the level of dragon eggs..."

William boasted unceremoniously.

"real?"

Hagrid's eyes suddenly lit up...

"It's fake, how is it possible... If the dragon egg is found, even if it's silent, Professor McGonagall can secretly kill me..."

"That's true..."

Hagrid nodded heavily.

"I'm going to the Forbidden Forest first. Come for dinner tonight!"

"Okay, I'll pack my things and head over. See you later!"

"See you!"

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After putting down his luggage, briefly cleaning the office, and entrusting the elf with the quilt and other items, William got up and walked towards the principal's office.

The password has been marked inside the letter, but Dumbledore may not be there.

If Dumbledore isn't here, you can go to the school's owl shed later to see your own owl, and then find a familiar professor at school to give the gift away, and take a look at what's going on with Adams - Solution After that, there will be a chef for dinner tonight...

But it's a pity - when you do ask for Dumbledore at Hogwarts, Dumbledore is always there.

"Good afternoon, Professor William."

Dumbledore was studying a manuscript when William knocked through the guard and knocked on the door of the Headmaster's office.

"Good afternoon, principal, I'm back."

"Sooner than I thought, Professor William," Dumbledore raised his head from the table, "How are you preparing for today?"

"Now?"

"Of course, I've been waiting for a long time..."

"Then, there's no problem," William nodded - he was in a foreign country, and he was very well prepared. There was no need to go back to the office for additional inspections now.

"This is very good news."

Dumbledore laughed, "Then I'm ready to take risks, Professor William."

"so now?"

"Yes, now."

Dumbledore nodded, "Come and hold my sleeve, Professor William, I think you may not know that land."

William was just about to remind him that apparation was not allowed in the school, and then he fell silent.

…

The permissions are amazing...

"Then, let's go, Professor William."

Dumbledore smiled.

——

When William recovered from his disembodiment, the surrounding scenery had already changed.

He and Dumbledore were currently on a country road, but because it was so ordinary, William couldn't immediately identify where it was.

"There's no need to be so nervous, Professor William - the neighborhood has long been deserted, and I'm here."

Dumbledore looked at the wand that was already in William's hand and said with a smile.

"I can't help it, I'm used to it, principal." William smiled and subconsciously observed the surrounding environment, "Is this over here?"

"Little Hangleton, I wonder if you've heard of it."

Dumbledore explained calmly - he didn't seem that anxious.

"I've never heard of it... This place doesn't seem to have any specialties."

"That's true. If there were special products, the Gunter family wouldn't have fallen to this..."

Dumbledore took the lead and walked away, saying as he walked, "I think you must be familiar with the surname Gaunt, Professor William?"

"Of course, the descendants of Slytherin, a famous pure-blood family, have made outstanding contributions to dark magic."

William was still familiar with this kind of thing, "Is this the hometown of the Gaunt family before its decline?"

The Ministry of Magic actually has a lot of land in its hands. If William is willing, he can apply for a place and build his own room - this is the professor's benefit.

But this was learned from those wizarding families in the past. At that time, they randomly found a piece of land and then allocated it to their own family through a simple operation.

"It can be said that since the last descendant of their family died indirectly at the hands of Tom Riddle, this family has completely declined."

"Dead? When I went there last time, wasn't Morfin Gaunt still there?"

William exclaimed - Morfin Gaunt was quite famous in Azkaban. He had also heard that person's story. He said that after his sister was deceived, he came to his door and killed his whole family overnight, and then... Have been living in Azkaban.

"Dead, didn't survive Azkaban."

Dumbledore shook his head, "It's over for the Gaunt family."

"What did the Dark Lord frame him for...wait, Professor, you mean - it was the Dark Lord who killed that family?"

"It doesn't make sense..."

William muttered to himself quickly, "It's impossible for him to treat a pure-blood like that... There's no such thing as a frame-up... He doesn't seem like the kind of person who is nosy..."

"He just wants to kill that family... If the Dark Lord wants to kill that family..."

William's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Could it be that the Dark Lord's mother is the woman who was deceived by that Muggle family, the sister of Morfin Gaunt?"

"That's not right...why did he send his uncle to Azkaban so well..."

"We guessed half of it, Professor William," Dumbledore laughed. "But our guess came here first. I don't want Minerva to think that I left half of my work..."

…

Isn't it a bit too much for you to admit that...

But that's right - I left directly from the principal's office. If Professor McGonagall didn't notice, I could have pretended to have worked all day...

The most convenient thing about Apparating is this - no one will know you left unless you deliberately let others see you.

…

"It's right here, the old home of the Gunter family."

Dumbledore suddenly stopped at a place that William thought was absolutely impossible, and pointed at the dilapidated place in front of him where no one would enter.

It was a house that grew (for lack of a better word, William thought) with the trees.

It was crooked and the walls were covered with moss. Many of the tiles on the roof had fallen off and the rafters were leaking everywhere. Nettles grew thickly around the house, reaching up to the windows, which were very small and covered with thick layers of old grime - a pureblood house?

"I think the worst caves I've ever lived in are more powerful than this one... But I have to admit..." William squatted down and tapped the ground with his fingers, "The magic here was broken recently... it was expulsion. Kind of spell…”

"Ah, that's right..." Dumbledore smiled and nodded, "To be honest, I took a trick and found the memory of the wizard who visited this house, and then followed it all the way here."

"But that's a bit long. Maybe we can talk tomorrow about how I confirmed this location from a lot of news, but today I think we don't have that much time."

"I'm more than happy to do that, Headmaster."

William looked at the surrounding environment and the house in front of him again.

"It's really hard to imagine that this would be the location of a descendant of the Slytherin family... But I seem to have heard it somewhere... Doesn't Ilvermorny also advertise that it is a descendant of Slytherin?"

William finally thought of something, but was interrupted by Dumbledore.

"Those are tomorrow's topics, Professor. Now we have to look here. Although I have broken the hidden magic outside, I have not broken through the protection inside - I hope you can see more of this kind of existence, William professor."

‘Surely it’s because of what happened in the cave last time? No... Dumbledore had invited me earlier... He was...'

William lost consciousness for a moment, "It's a great honor...I have a strong interest in killing the Dark Lord."

"It just so happens that I am too..."

Dumbledore smiled and walked ahead.