Anti-Magic Bullet, Quirrell Will Clear Obstacles for His Master

Deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Lucien looked at the ball of Purifying Fire floating in front of the little Qilin and murmured to himself:

"The horn of Qilin cannot be processed using magic, nor can it be cut with ordinary tools."

"But it really was like searching for a candle with a lantern; it turns out..."

"Purifying Fire can melt Qilin horn."

Within that crimson-gold flame, a short, white jade-like horn was wrapped.

The little Qilin's forehead was already completely bald.

Over the past few days, both of Liuguang's horns have been replaced.

However, Lucien figured that using just one Qilin horn would suffice for now, since it wasn't even certain whether it would be feasible to make a bullet from it.

Let's save the last one for now; it might come in handy later.

Lucien Liuguang at Liuguang, who had a round head.

It looks better with horns on. Luckily, it's just a horn replacement, and it should grow back in a few days.

Let's turn our attention back to the Purifying Fire that encased the Qilin horn.

Under the intense heat of the compressed crimson flames, the surface of the Qilin horn gradually softened.

Finally, droplets peeled off the Qilin horn one by one.

They were scattered within the fireball, still remaining in a molten state.

Lucien took out the mold, which had holes of various sizes on it.

He first wanted to test how much of the Qilin horn's volume or mass would still maintain that magic-suppressing effect.

Place the mold on the ground and let the little Qilin control the molten droplets to fall into the holes one by one.

Once the collection was complete, Lucien allowed the Liuguang to continue melting.

He then began to experiment on his own.

The method is simple: just try them one by one while wearing the Protego.

Finally, Lucien picked up a Qilin horn bead.

Hmm, this size is big enough to make a bullet.

However, we still need to try it; the magic-suppressing effect of the Qilin horn is within a one-centimeter range.

If we were to combine it with the Delayed Truth, I wonder if the explosion effect would still be possible, or if it would be eliminated?

The main ingredients of this alchemical potion are Erumpent explosive fluid and Acromantula Venom. Both the ingredients themselves and the finished potion contain magic.

During the expansion and explosion, it will inevitably come into contact with the projectile made of Qilin horn. Will it still produce the original effect then?

Lucien threw the Qilin horn beads into the Purifying Fire in front of Liuguang, where they continued to melt.

It then entered the golden gourd used for alchemy.

He stayed longer this time.

To design the bullet's structure, its mold must be forged.

Neither the mold nor the bullet itself can be created directly using magic such as Transfiguration.

Otherwise, the magic will be dispelled the moment they touch the Qilin horn, and they will revert to their original form.

Lucien, however, seemed to enjoy it immensely.

The greater the restriction that the Qilin horn places on magic, the more surprising and amazing its effects will likely be.

The more magic a projectile made from it can break, the more enemies it can deal with.

Just as Lucien stepped out of the gourd, Liuguang had just finished melting the Qilin horn.

The new mold was placed on the ground, and the flowing jade-colored droplets gradually filled the mold.

Lucien removed the bullet only after it had completely cooled down.

A brand new bullet was assembled.

Except for the bullet, which is white jade-colored, the rest of the bullet is bronze-colored.

Through a special construction, Lucien still managed to add the Delayed Truth.

"To keep it simple, let's just call it the Anti-Magic Bullet."

Hopefully it will still work. If the explosion effect is poor or it fails completely, then we'll consider other options.

Or, would a simple Anti-Magic Bullet work?

Ordinary bullets are simply not powerful enough to shatter a wizard's protective defenses, but bullets made from Qilin horns can.

Yes, if a normal person gets hit by a bullet, whether they are a wizard or Muggle, they will experience excruciating pain and find it difficult to maintain their original mobility.

Furthermore, if the Qilin horn were indeed embedded in a wizard's body, it would likely affect the flow of magic.

Give it a try if you have the chance.

Lucien took out a brass-colored Transfiguration Pocket Watch, infused it with magic, and the watch's hands fell toward the revolver icon.

As he loaded the bullet into the chamber, he exclaimed:

"Fortunately, the Transfiguration item, after being solidified by magic, can resist the magic-suppressing effect of the Qilin Horn for a certain period of time and will not be immediately Transfiguration."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't even be able to load a bullet into a revolver, let alone fire it."

Lucien not only tried using the Qilin Horn to remove solidified Transfiguration items, but also tried inserting it into a Undetectable Extension Charm item.

It is probably due to a similar principle that, after the additional magic solidification, the Undetectable Extension Charm will not be immediately dispelled by the Qilin Horn.

Furthermore, perhaps due to the expanded space, the Qilin horn had little effect on the Undetectable Extension Charm container.

Fortunately, this also makes it convenient to carry Anti-Magic Bullet, and there's no need to specifically put them away before entering the Undetectable Extension Charm Space.

Lucien aimed at a large rock.

"Bang!"

When the dust settles.

Lucien walked up to the boulder and began to examine it.

The blast radius was much smaller, but it was still sufficient for targeting human beings.

Hmm, the ablation effect isn't as strong as before.

Did the Qilin Horn bullet still affect the Delayed Truth?

But as I said before, it's enough for dealing with people.

Lucien ran his fingertips over the spent cartridge case.

The explosive power of the Truth Bullet, when used routinely, is sufficient to handle most situations.

If you encounter a tricky situation, then use Anti-Magic Bullet as a supplement.

It can have a surprising effect.

The Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts's office.

Quirrell practiced delivering the lesson while channeling his magic.

A silent and eerie hoarse whisper emanated from his throat, yet it did not interfere with Quirrell's normal speech.

"Master, I, in my dullness, have finally mastered the Dark Magic you bestowed upon me..."

"That's enough. If you still can't learn it in these few days, well..."

Upon hearing Voldemort's cold voice, Quirrell felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and immediately became even more humble.

"Yes, the Dark Magic you developed is too powerful. It would be an honor for someone like me to learn even a little bit of it."

After a pause, Quirrell asked hesitantly:

"Master, I need to maintain a stable magical power when using this Dark Magic."

"If, if that brat Lucien notices something amiss and forcibly interrupts me..."

Voldemort's impatient voice rang out again.

"Fool, I've said it before, without studying Dark Magic and without extremely Dark Magic in it, how could a mere wizard possibly detect it?"

"Yes, yes, my master, but what if, what if that kid really does have that kind of talent? That strange laugh last time..."

However, Quirrell hadn't fully explained his thoughts yet.

"Enough! Talented? You mean his talent for Dark Magic is greater than mine?"

"This is a curse I developed!"

Voldemort's words were cold and harsh, spoken after the agony of his soul being torn apart and the backlash from the Killing Curse.

His temperament became increasingly twisted without his awareness, sometimes calm, sometimes manic!

If it weren't for the need to conserve his strength, if it weren't for the fact that he had lost his physical body, if it weren't for the fact that Quirrell was still useful...

If Quirrell dared to question himself like that, he'd be dead already!

Quirrell immediately felt a sharp, stabbing pain, and the back of his head alternated between burning and icy cold.

Tortured in this way, he was forced to lie face down on the floor, his body contorted like a boiled shrimp, trembling uncontrollably.

Unable to tell whether it was a few seconds or minutes, Quirrell groaned in pain:

"Great, great master, please, please forgive my cowardice and ignorance..."

"Tomorrow, during my make-up class, I'll cast the first curse..."

"To clear away, to remove obstacles for you..."