Chapter 740

"R-Really?" Blyreem asked in delighted surprise. "That's wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"

"We're friends, aren't we?" Voldemort replied with a smile.

He considered it silently. Though he needed to keep a low profile and avoid drawing any suspicious attention,—

To outsiders, Blyreem was his little follower. If he refused Blyreem's request, it would probably arouse even more suspicion.

Keeping a low profile did not mean avoiding all interaction with others. It meant blending perfectly into the group.

After all, what better way was there to hide a tree than in a forest?

For that, Voldemort had to thank Tierra—for recruiting so many students from all over the world, and for bringing in so many lowborn Muggle students from Europe, making it even easier for him to hide.

"Come on, then. Let's go to the library," Voldemort said.

The two of them picked up the books scattered across the floor and headed to the library together.

Over the following days, Blyreem and Voldemort were almost inseparable—

Blyreem needed Voldemort to help him review his lessons, while Voldemort needed a Smoke Bomb.

As the saying went, the most dangerous place was the safest place.

Blyreem had just had a curse removed by Tierra. By normal reasoning, the culprit would surely be eager to leave Hogwarts at a time like this. But Voldemort decided to do the opposite. Just as before, he stayed by Blyreem's side.

Voldemort taught Blyreem his knowledge and experience without holding anything back—

Within the reasonable limits of a second-year student.

And Blyreem—

He really did have some talent. He grasped most concepts as soon as they were explained and learned them at once.

His only flaw was that Blyreem was especially prone to distraction.

After studying for a while, something else would always catch his attention.

Sometimes it was Cornish