At breakfast, Morris received his class schedule for the new semester.
The morning Potions Class and History of Magic.
Snape definitely couldn't skip his first class, or his dear Potions Class professor would probably shove his head into a cauldron—maybe not that bad, but close enough.
The History of Magic could be absent; Professor Binns never cared about such trivial matters and was exceptionally lenient with him.
That means he'll have some free time to do other things later.
After the first Potions Class, Morris returned to the Ravenclaw Common Room.
The difficulty of Potions Class this semester has visibly increased.
In the previous class, Snape demonstrated more than ten different poisons and asked all students to successfully concoct their antidotes within two months.
You should know that even he couldn't recognize all the types of poisons.
For ordinary students, it's an even greater challenge—no, it's not even a challenge, it's an impossible task.
Snape was so harsh mostly because Sirius had become the Dark Magic Defence Class professor, which made him very unhappy.
I wonder what kind of conflict exists between these two...
As Morris pondered this, he pushed open the dormitory door.
What catches the eye are his cat and his owl.
The Guantou and the Yanhua were rolling around on the ground, embracing each other.
The Yanhua manipulated the shadows, trying to pull the Guantou open, but the Guantou held its wings tightly with its claws.
Morris watched this scene with an unchanging expression.
That's right, this is the daily life of his two pets.
I'm used to it.
When the Guantou caught sight of its owner returning, it paused for a moment, and its paws unconsciously loosened their grip.
The Yanhua seized the opportunity to escape, and a thick cloud of black mist surged from where its shadow had been, instantly enveloping the foolish cat in a black cocoon.
That's such a cliché ending.
Morris praised, "Your ability to Shadow Manipulation is getting stronger and stronger, Yanhua."
He's been thinking about whether to upgrade his two pets again, since he's already accumulated quite a few Gap Energy Crystal.
Yanhua landed on Morris's shoulder, nuzzled his cheek with its head, and let out a triumphant cry.
The Guantou struggled on the floor, only able to make a "whimpering" sound because its mouth was covered.
It wasn't until five minutes later that the Yanhua was freed from its restraints.
After that, Morris began to set up the Gate of Two Realms in the center of the room.
He hasn't tried to enter the Gap World since he escaped from Scrape last time.
It's time to go back and take a look.
The magic circle was formed in just two minutes.
After checking everything, Morris lay down in the center and closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the Gap World.
The sky was as bright as day even without the sun, the endless gray-white desert stretched out before them, and behind them stood a one-to-one replica of Hogwarts Castle.
Everything is the same as before.
So here's the question... should we go find that man who calls himself " Death " again?
After a moment's thought, Morris decided to stay put and create Gap Energy Crystal. After all, the more of these things he had, the better, and he had been a bit lax in this area lately.
So Morris began to wander around, constantly channeling his Energy Gathering to condense the white mist in the air into tiny beads.
Just as he was starting to get a little bored, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
The person didn't come from afar; they appeared out of thin air.
Or rather, it's Apparition.
The black robe, the dry and wrinkled face—it was undoubtedly Scrape.
Morris's body reacted faster than his brain, instinctively raising his wand.
"You're here again," Scrape said, his voice as calm and low as before.
"Yes," Morris nodded, "So, can we have a proper talk this time? What exactly is the misunderstanding between us?"
Before he could finish speaking, Scrape had already picked up his wand and cast a spell.
Fortunately, Morris was prepared this time. Although the spell was incredibly fast, Morris's figure disappeared halfway through the flight.
"Tsk," Scrape muttered impatiently, "I'll catch you next time."
Meanwhile, Morris had already returned to his dormitory.
The first thing he did was walk to the full-length mirror on the wall and begin to carefully examine his body.
Only after confirming that he hadn't been cursed like last time did he breathe a sigh of relief and lie back down on the bed.
It seems that even the Gap World won't be safe from now on.
Scrape is like a landmine; you could step on it at any moment.
Moreover, this landmine seems to come looking for him on its own.
"This is really difficult..." Morris murmured.
Gap Energy Crystal is undoubtedly something very important.
With Scrape in the Gap World, he simply couldn't focus on condensing.
To be honest, Morris wasn't a person who enjoyed fighting or had a strong desire to fight.
In his view, combat strength was sufficient as long as he wasn't bullied by others.
That's always been his thought.
Now he is eager to improve his abilities.
Although Scrape couldn't catch him if he was careful enough, he preferred to maintain control.
The secrets of the Gap World haven't been figured out yet, and he will definitely continue to explore that world.
Running away in such a sorry state every time is really not his style.
Moreover, what he wanted to know even more was why that " Death " was hunting him down.
For Morris right now, the simplest and most direct way to increase his strength is to convert more undead creatures, establish Magic Power Link, and increase the total amount of magic he can draw upon.
Then he will be able to research even more powerful magic.
However, this method is somewhat difficult to implement.
Transforming undead creatures is not difficult; the difficulty lies in advancing them to higher levels.
He needs a large amount of energy crystals.
If he were to gather strength on his own, the efficiency would be far too low, not to mention the potential trouble of Scrape who could appear at any moment. Perhaps he needed to think of other methods.
The first class in the afternoon is Dark Magic Defence Class.
Morris had been pondering how to solve the problem of energy crystal supply in his dormitory. By the time he came to his senses, ten minutes had already passed since class started.
Hopefully, Professor Moody or Professor Black won't mind too much.
Well, Professor Black —that title is still a bit too strange for him.
Lost in a jumble of thoughts, Morris left his dormitory and soon arrived at the door of the Dark Magic Defence Class classroom.
He had just opened the door when he heard someone shout, " Avada Kedavra!"
Um?
What's going on?
Morris was taken aback, only to see Moody pointing his wand at a spider on the podium.
The poor spider had already twitched and rolled over in the green light.
The classroom was completely silent, except for the sound of Morris opening the door.