The secret passage was long.
As the two men slowly walked forward, their initially turbulent emotions gradually calmed.
The same thing happened to Tom.
The passion he had felt after his first murder with the Killing Curse gradually faded, and a lingering fear emerged.
After all, no matter how evil he was, he was still just a little devil.
Looking back now, he still couldn't understand why he had suddenly rushed out and cast a Killing Curse on the other party when he was hiding so well...
What if the Killing Curse didn't work?
The witches who reacted would have had enough time to counterattack him and then calmly leave.
Fortunately... the Killing Curse worked...
"This isn't your first time using the Killing Curse, is it, Tom?"
Levid suddenly broke the silence in the secret passage.
Tom nodded.
"Yes... I practiced it secretly on my own."
"Can you tell me where you learned this spell?"
Levid asked again.
"That day in the Restricted Section... finding Slytherin's family tree wasn't difficult at all; his information was everywhere.
So... while I still had time, I learned a few extra things."
Tom's voice was a little dull, and he seemed extremely downhearted.
Levid knew full well that this was a negative effect of Dark Magic.
According to the senior Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook, Dark Magic, especially Unforgivable Curses like the Killing Curse, can "pollute the soul" if used too frequently.
Levid thought this statement was too abstract.
According to him, this type of Dark Magic requires extreme negative emotions.
Therefore, with frequent use, the user will naturally be affected by these emotions.
Suffering from extreme negative emotions for a long time can gradually turn even a normal person into a pervert.
A disregard for human life is, in fact, the most common negative effect of this Dark Magic...
"So... your first use on a human, a powerful adult wizard at that, was successful?"
Tom nodded silently.
Whether it was an exceptional performance or just average, he had indeed successfully killed someone with the Killing Curse!
"Tom, your talent truly astonishes me..."
Tom's aptitude for the Dark Arts astonished Levid.
He knew Tom had a talent for it, but he hadn't imagined it would be this high.
Levid's three Unforgivable Curses were all taught to him by a senior student in a dream.
He needed the magical strength of an adult wizard to perform them.
Moreover, since he'd only recently learned them, he couldn't yet perform the same feat as the senior student demonstrated, knocking out over twenty people with a single Avatar Lightning Chain...
And Tom, on the other hand, had no one to teach him the Dark Arts.
Normally, even if a first-year wizard knew how to use the Killing Curse, it would be difficult to perform it.
Even if they managed to pull it off, it would only give an adult a nosebleed.
Yet, in his first encounter, eleven-year-old Tom successfully used the Killing Curse he'd learned by trial and error to eliminate an elite Wiccan!
Tom glanced at Levid, his emotions mixed. "Am I talented?
If I saw correctly, someone seemed to have killed three people with a single Killing Curse..."
"Uh... it seems you're early, Tom..." Levid smiled.
"Hehe..." Tom hadn't recovered from the aftereffects of the Killing Curse, and even his laughter sounded a little stiff.
"Give me some candy, Tom.
Something sweet will make you feel better."
Levitra extended his right hand toward Tom, a few candies resting on his palm.
"No thanks..." Tom instinctively declined.
"You're still young, and this is your first time using Dark Magic.
It's only natural to be like this. When you're older and your mental endurance is stronger, you'll gradually get used to it."
Levitra said, unwrapping a candy and popping it into his mouth.
Before Levitra traveled through time, he was a biologist.
For research, what had he not dissected?
What kind of sanity-depleting object had he not seen?
His mental endurance had been well-honed long before.
Therefore, Levitra, who was also using the Killing Curse for the first time in real life, was much more prepared than Tom.
Tom said coldly, "Aren't you young too?
I'm not as good as you, and I admit it.
I won't make any excuses..."
Levitra was slightly taken aback by this.
He hadn't expected Tom to be so sensitive about this.
But it made sense.
If he hadn't existed, Tom would have been the most gifted of his generation.
But now, no matter how hard he tried, he could only be second best...
After figuring out the reason, Levid smiled and said, "Tom, I think you've misunderstood.
Tonight wasn't my first time using the Killing Curse."
This was the truth.
The senior's teaching of magic to Levid wasn't always so gentle.
And Levid's current dueling prowess wasn't solely due to his natural talent...
You have to know that the senior's dream-creating skills were unparalleled, and her simulated dreams were naturally incredibly realistic.
Levid had no idea how many battles he'd fought in her simulated battlefields to achieve his current on-the-spot reflexes.
The Killing Curse was, of course, a spell Levid frequently used in his dream battlefields, hence his mastery.
Hearing Levid's words, Tom misjudged his thinking.
He'd assumed Levid had been trained in various dark arts within his own family before his wanderings...
No wonder...this damn pure-blood family!
This damn heritage!
If only I could get that kind of training...
Tom was envious, but after thinking about it, his frustration subtly eased a lot.
It's not because you, Li Weide, are more talented than me, it's just because you started earlier!
"Are there any more candies?
Give me one too."
Tom held out his hand.
"Didn't you say you didn't want any?"
"Now I've changed my mind!"
Tom said firmly. "
You rich dog, it's a waste not to eat it!"
Li Weide grabbed another handful of candy from his pocket and handed it over.
Tom reached out and grabbed a handful, snatching all the candy from Li Weide's hand.
"Tsk, you're really not polite at all... Why are you picking my pockets?
Leave some for me!"
Tom transferred all the candy from Li Weide's pocket into his own, then stopped with satisfaction.
"Well, since you like candy so much, then I know what I should get you for Christmas," Li Weide said helplessly, spreading his hands.
"It's not that I like candy, I just like eating things I've stolen, especially from you," Tom sneered.
"You guys, you're so arrogant just because you know I won't get angry with you over such a small matter."
"Haha." Tom smiled bitterly.
Unable to win... he could only take advantage of such small gains to barely comfort his wounded heart.
Luckily, that bastard Levid didn't bother me too much at times like this.
Thinking about it, this bastard wasn't so annoying sometimes...
Suddenly, Tom was startled!
How could I have such a ridiculous thought?
Tom shook his head, throwing these terrible thoughts out of his mind.
Levid suddenly said, "Tom, do you want to do something big in the future?"
Tom raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What big thing?"
Levid said, "Something like... Grindelwald."
Levid had just finished speaking when he felt Nagini's snake body suddenly tighten around his wrist.
Tom asked in confusion, "Didn't you say he was bound to fail?"
"For Grindelwald's ideas to succeed, they would require sacrificing the interests of the majority.
That would make the resistance too strong.
It's really hard to succeed with just a few inspiring slogans."
Levid shook his head.
"Is there any way to avoid this?"
Tom asked.
Levid smiled, "Actually, there's a ready-made benchmark for whether we can succeed.
If... my philosophy can get even Dumbledore to agree, then it must be right."
"In my opinion, aiming for world domination, like Grindel, is the most foolish.
What we should do is guide the world..."
"As long as our goal remains to make the world a better place, then people will naturally help us accomplish our goals."
"We Chinese have an old saying, 'Those who are righteous have many supporters, while those who are unrighteous have few.'
That's the truth."
As Levid finished speaking, Nagini's strained body slowly relaxed in his grasp.
"Guide..." Tom muttered, lost in thought.
"So how do you plan to guide her?"
"No rush. Let's observe first.
Once we thoroughly understand the structure of this world, we'll naturally find the optimal point of conflict," Levid said calmly.
How long had Levid been in this world?
Only about two months at most.
He had plenty of time to observe the world while improving his own abilities.
While the system's presence wasn't strong, its ultimate achievement—becoming a Dark Lord and ultimately becoming a god—was still quite appealing to Levitra.
Besides, if he didn't do anything after arriving, wouldn't his journey have been in vain?
"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." Nagini raised her head and spoke from Levitra's wrist.
After listening for a while, Tom couldn't help laughing and said, "Nagini said that you should not become a man like Grindelwald."
"Thank you for your translation, Tom, but I can understand."
Levid raised his hand and looked at Nagini's raised snake head, "Don't worry, although I am not a good person, I will never become a man like Grindelwald.
Because I know very well that if I really become like Grindelwald and everyone hates me, even if I have great ideals, I can't accomplish anything.
There is no need for me to lie to you on this point."
Nagini: "Hiss hiss hiss..."
Levid turned to Tom and said, "Tom, help me translate."
Tom glanced at him, "Didn't you say you don't need me to translate?"
"Well... she spoke too long this time..." Levid said a little embarrassedly.
"She said she was worried about us.
The goblins were the first to attack the goblin camp, so a counterattack wouldn't be a problem.
However, we should tell Professor Dumbledore afterward and let him handle it.
She said it would be too risky for us to go alone.
Also... at our young age, we must not abuse the Dark Arts.
She's seen many wizards whose personalities changed drastically due to their addiction to the Dark Arts... Finally, we must not become like Grindelwald."
Levid sighed and said, "Okay, I can guarantee we won't be the first to use Dark Magic.
But... if the enemy does..."
A cold glint flashed in Levid's eyes.
Tom said, "I agree.
The most I can guarantee is I won't be the first to use Dark Magic."
Levid glanced at Tom in surprise.
Voldemort,
who used to chew a melon as a basic attack, actually claimed he wouldn't be the first to use Dark Magic?
"Hiss..." Nagini lowered her head and fell silent.
Levid looked at Tom again in confusion.
"I don't understand that word.
What did she say?"
"She didn't say anything, just... sighed," Tom said.
Levid knew Nagini was thinking of them, but…he raised his hand helplessly and said to Nagini, "We can't just not resist when attacked.
So, not being the first to use our weapons is already our bottom line."
Nagini nodded and said nothing more.
She understood that children like Levid and Tom, whose strength and intelligence far surpassed their peers, were destined for an extraordinary future.
They wanted to achieve great things, and there would likely be many more things they would do, things they wouldn't know about.
For example, after learning the goblins' purpose, they didn't tell Dumbledore, hoping to gain the magical power that would make them stronger before the goblins did.
Nagini didn't agree with their actions, but she was in such a state now.
What else could she do besides do her best to ensure the safety of the two children?
By the time Levid and Tom slowly reached the exit of the secret passage, the emotions they had experienced from their first murder had mostly subsided.
Levander stopped in front of the secret passage.
"I'm saying the same thing, Tom... I need your strength.
Are you willing to use it for me?"
Tom was silent for a long moment.
"Honestly, if it weren't for me being unable to defeat you... I..."
"You can always challenge me, Tom.
If one day you can defeat me, then... why not the other way around?"
Levander said with a smile.
Tom's breathing became heavier.
"Remember what you said today, Wade..."
"I'm very much looking forward to it..."
It was already past three in the morning when they returned to the dormitory.
Alphard and Henry were still fast asleep.
Kids their age are naturally sleepy.
Even Tom, who had just returned, looked exhausted.
He had decided to follow them on a whim, but unlike Levander, he didn't take a nap to fully rest before leaving.
Levander also quietly sat down on his bed.
Suddenly, he noticed a paper crane on the bedside table, its wings slowly flapping...
Levitra reached out his hand, and the crane automatically flew into his hand, then unfolded itself, transforming into a piece of parchment.
The parchment contained only a dozen or so names, and nothing else.
"What's this?"
Tom asked quietly.
Levitra casually handed the paper over. "Some guys who need a lesson."
Looking at the names of the pure-blood wizards on the paper, Tom frowned.
"Do you have any plans?"
Levitra raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Any plans to deal with these guys...?"
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