Harry on a rampage

Will didn't rush into the experiment because these Curse only became meaningful after they had been circulating for a short time.

After reinforcing the underground Laboratory again, Will solidified the Silencing Charm. He then spent about an hour modifying the underground ventilation system before leaving the Underground High Tower.

In the following days, aside from attending classes, Will spent most of his time conducting experiments inside the Underground High Tower.

Combining Voldemort 'Voldemort theories and methods, Will made some progress.

He successfully determined that Voldemort's Curse eroded the soul by combining the physical body with Magic structures, using the body and Magic as Medium. In other words, it was not Curse that directly entangled the soul.

In this way, Scrimgeour's part of his soul wouldn't need to be destroyed; he could simply rebuild his physical and Magic structure.

This became Will's main focus during this period—he needed to think of a solution, since he could only sever the body and soul, and the Magic structure was only cut off incidentally; he couldn't precisely divide the Magic structure.

A few days later, Potions Class.

Slughorn walked around the classroom twice, pointing out the problems to most of the students, then walked over to Will: "Will, do you have time these next few days?"

"Is there something you need, Professor?" Will looked at the potion in the pot, and seeing that the time was right, he stuffed a few dried flowers into it.

Immediately, the boiling potion calmed down and turned from bright green to dark green.

Slughorn nodded. "Perfect timing, Will. I'd like to talk to you about your situation sometime, so I can also communicate with Elder Worple about the compilation of the Biography of Behrens."

Will for a moment—this was indeed a rather important matter; the Biography of Behrens would be useful later.

After a moment, Will said, "Then let's do it after dinner these next two days. You'd better make a list of your questions so I can answer them."

Slughorn laughed and said, "No problem. Come to my Office after school today. We'll eat there. I asked a friend to get some Grape Juice from Italy."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Will smiled.

"Of course, of course, I'll be at your place tonight," Slughorn said quickly. "I'm going to check on the other people's potions. See you tonight, don't forget to come."

After Slughorn walked to the back of the classroom, Sylvia said with a hint of helplessness, "Before I was in sixth grade, all I heard was that Professor Slughorn was difficult to deal with."

It seems Professor Slughorn is getting a bit clingy to you now.

Will glanced at Sylvia's Cauldron: "The professor is a nice guy, but he likes to make 'small investments'; you didn't add enough pure water, it'll easily boil over when Grok Grass later."

Sylvia added purified water as she spoke, "Yes, you're clearly the most suitable investor among this group."

"Looks like you're a shrewd investor," Will, grabbing Sylvia's hand. "Adding any more water would be too much, and the failure rate would increase."

Sylvia put down her water glass. "I'm really lucky, the return on investment is so high."

Will smiled and nodded, "Indeed."

Sylvia lightly punched Will and let out a soft snort.

The Potions Class ended in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. Except for Draco, who was criticized by Slughorn for a long time, most of the students were happy. Slughorn was a very ethical teacher, and he patiently taught the students when they had problems.

The afternoon class was Defence Against the Dark Arts.

Today, Snape taught the use of the Imprisonment Charm and defensive techniques. As usual, after he explained the theoretical knowledge, the students practiced on their own. Then he began to wander around the classroom like a giant bat, attacking some students with his drawn-out voice.

"Harry Potter!" Snape continued to berate Harry, "If you can't even remember the Imprisonment Charm, then I have to question your intelligence."

"Perhaps your intelligence level isn't very high due to your father's genes, right? You lost three points in Gryffindor because you weren't paying attention in class."

Generally, Harry would glare angrily at Snape at this point, while Snape would respond with a smug smile, as he enjoyed seeing Harry's exasperated expression.

However, Harry's reaction this time exceeded his expectations.

"Shut your mouth, Old Bat!" Harry glared at him, his eyes blazing with fury. "I won't allow you to insult my father!"

This startled everyone around—it was the first time they had ever seen anyone dare to oppose Snape like this.

Many students exclaimed – Harry truly lives up to his Gryffindor.

However, they were even more terrified of Snape, Snape looked ready to kill.

"Your father?" Snape roared in fury upon seeing Harry's reaction. "Your father is a cowardly, selfish, stupid, arrogant, hypocritical, and disgusting scumbag!"

"Shut up, or I'll kill you!" Harry pointed his Wand at Snape's chest.

Snape laughed angrily, "Kill me? You think you can do that? Potter, disrupting class, attempting to attack the professor—"

"What do you want? Deduct points from my account? Huh? Or kill me?" Harry didn't wave his Wand; instead, he strode forward and threw a punch at Snape's face. "Kill me if you dare!"

However, his punch ultimately failed to hit Snape, because Harry suddenly found himself as if he were embedded in a wall, unable to move even a single finger no matter how hard he tried.

Will appeared between Harry and Snape, his face grim. "Enough, Harry."

Snape was about to speak when Will looked at him and shook his head. Snape finally snorted and casually cast Charms, cutting several targets in two.

Then, his Black Robe billowing, he walked out of the classroom. "Let Professor McGonagall handle this matter herself."

Will shook his head – none of them were easy to deal with.

He looked at Harry, Harry suddenly felt everything go black and lost consciousness...