Heir of Slytherin!?

As a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Quirrell's spell repertoire was quite sufficient.

Devero's eyes lit up at the sight of Finite Incantatem, a universal counter-spell.

If Quirrell could lecture about this spell in class, then enduring this garlicky classroom wouldn't be so bad.

Of course, they were still first-years.

Most of them couldn't even cast the simplest Levitation Charm properly.

Finite Incantatem would definitely not be included in the syllabus.

However, it might be different for the older students.

A slight smirk played on Devero's lips.

He certainly wouldn't be taking Defense Against the Dark Arts with these little brats.

For this subject, Devero would also apply to take the class with the older students!

Although according to the original story, Quirrell's teaching wasn't great, at least he should be demonstrating spells in class, right?

Otherwise, wouldn't the students preparing for their O.W.L.s or N.E.W.T.s have a problem with him?

Little wizards wouldn't be careless about matters concerning their future.

Thinking this, a second panel suddenly appeared before his eyes.

[Name: Voldemort (Tom Riddle)]

[Age: Sixty-five]

[Spell Library: Avada Kedavra (Unmatched), Imperius Curse (Unmatched), Cruciatus Curse (Unmatched)...]

[Entries: Dark Lord (Red/Incomplete), Heir of Slytherin (Red), Undying Body (Gold), Mind Manipulator (Purple), Maimed Body (Purple), Born Heartless (Purple)]

[Dark Lord (Red/Incomplete): You will eventually become a demon king that makes the world tremble. You are extremely charismatic, with peerless dark magic talent, and will surely have countless followers. But because of a certain extremely powerful magic, your destiny has been shattered. An unspeakable shadow envelops you, and your future will ultimately lead to destruction.]

[Heir of Slytherin (Red): You are one of the greatest wizards in history, an Heir of Slytherin, inheriting many of his abilities. Most importantly, you have inherited his absolute desire for honor! The more honor you possess, the stronger you become! Conversely, the more people look down on you, the smaller you become!]

[Undying Body (Gold): As one of the most evil creations of dark magic in the world, the maker of Horcruxes, you possess an undying body. Even if your physical body is completely annihilated, you still exist! But remember the price you paid!]

[Born Heartless (Purple): A tragic background and poor education have made you incapable of having normal emotions and empathizing with others.]

[Mind Manipulator (Purple): Having grown up in an environment of deception and intrigue since childhood, you have the ability to see through the desires of others, which can help you gather an army! But with endless dark magic experiments, your mind has been eroded, and your corresponding perception ability has weakened.]

[Maimed Body (Purple): Even with an undying body, you were struck by what is almost the strongest dark magic in the world. Your physical body is non-existent, and your spirit has also suffered heavy damage. Without attaching to another living being, you are powerless to survive.]

Oh my god!

This must be the panel of Voldemort, who was currently possessing Quirrell.

To be honest, Voldemort was in a pretty miserable state right now!

A schadenfreude-filled, wicked smile appeared on Devero's lips.

But he quickly suppressed it.

Because he noticed that many descriptions in this Voldemort's panel were different from the Horcrux he had seen in the Room of Requirement earlier.

First, the Dark Lord entry for this Voldemort was red!

Although it was also incomplete, looking at the description, it might correspond to the different experiences of these two soul fragments.

The one placed in the Room of Requirement, although it had been left there, and had begun to decay, it hadn't gone through as many subsequent experiences.

And it had merged with Ravenclaw's Diadem.

He had gained considerable knowledge.

So the description was of an unknown future.

And this Voldemort, who had to depend on Quirrell to live.

The description was shrouded in an unspeakable shadow.

This...

Devero saw the word "unspeakable."

His pupils contracted sharply.

He had only seen this word used by the system when describing Devero in the microscopic world!

What was going on?

Could it be that Voldemort had also been to the microscopic world?

And then encountered an attack?

And this was at least after the Ravenclaw's Diadem had been made into a Horcrux!

Devero secretly committed this information to memory.

It seemed there was a new avenue for understanding this unspeakable existence later on.

Dark magic!

He continued to read.

Devero was extremely covetous of the [Heir of Slytherin] trait!

This was likely the biggest difference between the soul fragments on the Horcruxes and Voldemort's main body.

This effect was too awesome!

And it also fit Devero's future plans perfectly.

Devero had originally intended to gain fame in the wizarding world through various inventions and creations.

Then he would go to teach at various magical schools in Europe.

And then he would explore all their schools.

Gaining Trait Upgrade Cards and Wisdom of the Sages.

If possible, he would accept other continents too.

So if this trait were combined with that, Devero's plan would be like a tiger with wings!

And if he loaded this trait, Devero should be able to possess Parseltongue!

It was simply an enhanced, side-effect-free version of the Horcrux trait!

Before Devero entered Hogwarts, he had been wondering whether or not to learn Parseltongue.

After all, the Chamber of Secrets was part of Hogwarts.

And it would be counted towards the exploration progress.

Now it was perfectly solved!

He had decided!

His next target for replication with the red trait would be you!

Devero happily added it to his shopping cart.

As for the subsequent traits.

Devero could only say.

Old Vold!

You're too pathetic!

Not only did playing with dark magic disfigure you, but you even managed to destroy your own intelligence.

Devero was truly enlightened.

However.

Devero did not intend to report Quirrell now.

After all, he had to wait for the cooldown of the red trait replication to pass.

And load all of his traits.

He also learned some spells.

After squeezing out his utility.

He would decide how to deal with him.

After finalizing the action plan.

Devero began listening to the lecture in a great mood.

Even the smell of garlic in the air turned into an aroma.

Devero also bravely answered questions in class.

Along with Hermione, they vied to earn 10 bonus points for their respective houses.

After class.

Devero expressed his intention to take advanced courses to Quirrell.

And stated that he was willing to take a test.

Quirrell, with a high-pitched voice, smiled and agreed.

And arranged for Devero to meet him alone after class on Thursday afternoon to discuss this matter.

Devero readily agreed.

Next was Herbology class.

Devero, as usual, earned ten bonus points from Professor Sprout.

Then it was lunchtime.

The first class in the afternoon was History of Magic.

Oh my god!

This was undoubtedly the most painful class Devero had attended since arriving at this school.

He hadn't slept well the night before.

Professor Binns's lecturing style made Devero suspect if he had cast some spell on his own voice.

Otherwise, how could it be so hypnotic?!

Thus, Devero happily experienced his first time falling asleep in class.

And then he was caught red-handed by Professor McGonagall, who was patrolling the halls.

He received a detention of standing and a ten-point deduction for the first time.

Fortunately, during the break.

Hermione brought him a special effect coffee.

Devero was then able to endure the latter half of the class.

Otherwise, he would have almost fallen asleep while standing.

It's just that this coffee was really too bitter.

Not a bit of sugar in it!

The first sip of coffee made Devero's tongue go numb with bitterness.

"Did you put Gentian in this?"

Devero could tell at once that some herbs had been added.

"Yes, I read in the Daily Prophet that you can add it like this, and many wizards use it to stay alert!"

Hermione, hearing Devero recognize her specially prepared coffee.

Excitedly shared her thought process with him.

"Uh, but the recipe they gave probably included sugar, right?"

Devero didn't believe these British folks could drink such an outrageous beverage!

But Hermione, hearing this.

Her expression was very serious.

"Devero, eating sugar is bad for your teeth, especially at our age."

Uh... as expected of a dentist's child.

So Devero, under Hermione's enthusiastic insistence.

Had no choice but to drink the extremely bitter coffee with tears in his eyes.

For the next two days.

Devero attended classes in the morning.

Earning points for his house.

And wandered around in the evenings.

The days were spent exploring Hogwarts.

Time slipped by unnoticed.

And then it was Thursday.

The afternoon brought Flying Class.

A lesson Devero was greatly looking forward to!