Professor, Are You Trying to Teach Me This Magic?

the next day.

Defense Against the Dark Magic classroom.

Many of the young wizards started daydreaming while listening to Quirrell's halting lecture.

Some were chatting quietly, while others were scribbling in their notebooks, but they didn't seem to be taking notes.

Lucien was reflecting on what he had learned from reading "The Identification of Dark Magic" the previous night.

Because of his SS+ Dark Magic talent, he learned about Dark Magic exceptionally quickly.

Even though the book only recorded the characteristics and identification methods of most Dark Magic, Lucien always had a feeling.

It seems that the more knowledge one acquires, the more one feels like one can master some relatively basic Dark Magic.

Even though the book didn't teach specific methods, an intuition compels me to try it, a natural magic flowing through my veins.

It's a strange feeling, like having never learned to cook but being able to roughly describe how a dish is cooked after eating it once.

As Lucien reflected on his performance in various magical fields, he increasingly felt that the higher his talent, the more drastically different his performance became in each related field.

For example, he has A and A+ talents in potion making and alchemy, and in these areas, he can quickly learn the knowledge and techniques taught by teachers or recorded in books.

However, it's also difficult to break free from the confines of existing knowledge systems. That kind of innovative inspiration can probably only be accumulated over time and by chance.

Once you surpass S-rank, your talent is practically entering a whole new world.

With his SS-level magical talent, Lucien possesses an inexplicable amount of magical power at such a young age, and it continues to grow.

As for his SSS-level Transfiguration talent, Lucien sensed that its effects would become even more apparent once he entered the truly advanced realm of Transfiguration.

Perhaps it was Animagus, or perhaps it was the brief Magical Creature Transfiguration shown at the beginning...

Well, the Chimera Transfiguration is actually enough, and the fusion of biological characteristics is sufficient to repay the loan requirements.

However, it's clear that there's room for improvement.

Lucien recalled yesterday's experiment: starting with the skeleton and muscles of the organism, he made subtle fusions and Transfiguration, not simply by adding external features, but by creating entirely new organisms that should not exist.

Perhaps we could try combining the characteristics of living and dead things; no matter how strong or unique the physique of some creatures, they cannot compare to many man-made objects.

The more Lucien tried, the more he felt that the author of the Chimera Manual was an absolute genius.

I had assumed that the ancient sorcerer's meticulous anatomical observations of living beings were for the purpose of facilitating the manipulation of Transfiguration in living creatures.

However, after attempting deeper levels of Transfiguration and fusion, I realized just how incredibly helpful that detailed biological information truly was.

I wonder what that wizard ultimately created...

Lucien thought of a line on a page of the Chimera Manual:

It is so beautiful; it is my creation, and it does not belong to this world!

"Ring ring--"

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

The young wizards packed their things and happily escaped the boring Defense Against the Dark Magic class.

Quirrell didn't leave in a hurry like before; instead, he glanced at Lucien discreetly.

Today, we can begin using a variant of the Imperius Curse to influence this audacious and eccentric boy.

Quirrell had already planned that during the tutoring session, he would start with lectures on the theoretical foundations and then drag it out until the spell was finished.

If Lucien suggests any magical practice during the process, refuse with any excuse.

Quirrell really didn't believe that a mere wizard would actually force himself on him.

However, the thought of that eerie, maniacal laughter during their last magical duel practice still sent a shiver down Quirrell's spine.

However, the promise he made to his master yesterday, and the painful and terrifying punishment that would follow if he failed, compelled Quirrell to proceed with the plan.

Quirrell had barely closed the door after returning to his office when he heard a knock.

It's here!

"Please come in."

They saw that it was the handsome young man with dark gold hair and dark green eyes who walked in.

Quirrell put on a fake smile; he wanted to finish the mission quickly and eliminate this threat as soon as possible.

"Alright, today we'll talk about..."

Lucien listened to Quirrell's explanation, this time about the techniques and applications of the Protego.

This most common Protego is indispensable in wizarding combat. The speed and timing of casting the spell are extremely important; a slight error can lead to disastrous consequences.

But as Lucien listened, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

A low, hoarse voice echoed in his mind.

Every syllable was strange, but Lucien could hear it clearly.

But this didn't make him feel anything unusual.

What's this?

magic?

Lucien instinctively looked at Quirrell, only to find that the other was still giving a lecture as usual.

No, that's not right. The book "Identification of Dark Magic" mentions that some very subtle curses can be cast Silencio without affecting one's normal activities.

But, Silencio?

That incredibly clear voice in my mind...

If it's Dark Magic or a curse, isn't this too obvious?

Wasn't Quirrell practically telling himself that he was doing something wrong?

Lucien slightly adjusted his posture, took a brass pocket watch from his pocket with his left hand, and secretly gripped his wand with his right hand hidden in his wide sleeve.

Seeing Lucien's actions, Quirrell didn't pay much attention and simply picked up a pocket watch.

Haha, in the end he's just a greenhorn, talking about needing extra lessons, acting like he really loves learning.

In the end, I couldn't resist anymore; I just found it too boring.

Quirrell continued to cast the variant of the Imperius Curse while reading from the prepared speech.

We've only recited it less than once, a total of five times, and that should be enough for this week's impact.

Lucien, on the other hand, was thinking rapidly.

If the strange words are a curse from Dark Magic, then they are most likely something that affects the mind and body, and thus controls people.

Unless Tom doesn't want the Sorcerer's Stone anymore and wants to expose it now, and fight Dumbledore directly to decide who gets Sorcerer's Stone.

Otherwise, they would never allow Quirrell to use harmful Dark Magic on them, as that would immediately reveal their abnormality.

Well, even a curse that controls the mind and body wouldn't take effect in a short time or in one instance.

While such Dark Magic is undoubtedly powerful, its rapid application often results in significant side effects.

Dumbledore didn't even need to observe carefully; Professor McGonagall could have sensed something was wrong.

After following the clues, Quirrell and his group were exposed.

Lucien Mosso held the pocket watch cover closed, seemingly ready to pop it open at any moment.

If it's a control-type Dark Magic with relatively subtle traces, it often requires casting the spell multiple times on the target, and can ultimately affect a person's mind and body.

But I didn't hear that strange sound during the last tutoring session.

Was it that Quirrell didn't have time to use it then, or that he didn't know the magic at the time?

Moreover, I could hear that sound; not just hear it, but hear it very clearly and distinctly.

Dark Magic...

Lucien immediately thought of his own Dark Magic talent.

This talent not only grants resistance to Dark Magic, reducing the effects of using Dark Magic Dark Magic, but also increases sensitivity to it.

No, it's not just about being sensitive.

It's as if someone is personally demonstrating a form of Dark Magic to Lucien.

It's not like you can only read books without seeing specific methods.

Following his intuition, Lucien tried to mimic the strange syllables in his mind.

The magic flowed naturally to the throat and tongue, creating a unique tremor.

Quirrell was about to finish his explanation, and he was secretly pleased, because he was about to finish reciting the first chapter of the curse.

Lucien, the brat, remained quiet and well-behaved, and did not suggest practicing the Protego with him.

Quirrell suppressed a smile that threatened to break out on his lips, preparing to continue chanting the next round of curses.

However, a very faint voice suddenly rang in his mind:

"Heviods~yieyss~mowam..."

The sound was very noisy and indistinct, and Quirrell instinctively tried to hear it clearly.

Quirrell found it increasingly familiar, and the more he listened, the more it seemed to...

He's been practicing Dark Magic curses these past few days!

"Clatter!"

Quirrell heard a crisp sound; this belonged to the real world.

Looking toward the source of the sound, he saw Lucien flick open the cover of his pocket watch, seemingly wanting to check the time.

But Lucien stared at him with a half-smile, a chilling aura emanating from his dark green eyes.

Lucien did not speak.

But the echo in Quirrell's mind grew clearer, though still so faint as to be almost imperceptible, Quirrell was almost able to hear it clearly:

"Professor, would you like to teach me this magic?"