In an empty classroom, Morris attacked Snape's Shield Charm with the same Bone Summoning Spell.
Surprisingly, Snape's Shield Charm lasted longer than Moody's.
This caught Morris somewhat off guard.
It's important to understand that for professional combatants, the Shield Charm is undoubtedly one of the most important spells.
Although Snape was a former Death Eaters, Moody was a veteran Auror with decades of experience!
According to his stereotypes, Moody's Shield Charm should be even stronger.
Is this the standard of the Auror in the Ministry of Magic?
However, Snape was even more surprised than Morris.
Morris's magic had completely exceeded his expectations.
No, it should be said that I never expected it.
If one were to rely solely on the Shield Charm to withstand that series of terrifying bone spikes, there is no doubt that very few people in the entire Wizarding World could stop them.
Are all students these days at this level?
After the test, Morris returned to the Ravenclaw Common Room.
Having compared the two professors, he now had a general idea of Scrape's strength.
From this perspective, his loss wasn't shameful.
His current combat ability should be roughly the same as Moody's and Snape's.
Although Moody and Snape certainly didn't use their full strength, he also had some trump cards he hadn't used.
Both undead creatures and Death Energy are deadly weapons.
By the way, should we go and test it on Dumbledore too?
I wonder how Dumbledore, the strongest wizard of our time, compares to Scrape...
Morris ultimately abandoned the idea.
It wasn't that he didn't want to, but rather that Dumbledore hadn't been at Hogwarts at all during this period.
What can be done if you can't find the person?
Moreover, he felt that Dumbledore was unlikely to agree.
The principal didn't have time to play these kinds of little games with him.
One afternoon in mid-September, Morris was browsing through books in the library—a new batch of books arrives every semester.
Over the years, he has maintained a good habit of reading, and the more he reads, the more useful knowledge he always learns.
Just like the book Morris is holding now.
The Daily Care of Inferi.
As the title suggests, this is a book about Inferi, complete with many animated illustrations.
Inferi is a Dark Magic creation made from human corpses.
They have no soul, no consciousness; they only obey the commands of their creator.
In some ways, this is similar to Morris's undead creatures.
Unfortunately, the book doesn't explain exactly how the Inferi is created; the only mention is that " the Dark Magic used to create Inferi is extremely evil."
This book is not suitable for you.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind Morris.
He is the librarian at Hogwarts.
" Madam Pince," Morris said politely, closing his book.
"This book should be in the Restricted Section," Madam Pince said. "Give it to me, Mr. Black."
Morris took a slip of paper from his pocket and handed it over. "I have Professor Snape's library card."
Madam Pince took it and examined it carefully for a long time before nodding. "I remember, it should be exactly as it was when you took it away, and exactly as it should be when you return it."
"Okay," Morris said.
Madam Pince had always had an almost obsessive protectiveness towards books.
Morris, carrying the book, casually found a table against the wall, intending to sit down and savor it.
To be honest, he didn't like turning corpses.
In comparison, he prefers bones.
After all, corpses need to be preserved with embalming magic periodically, while skeletons do not, and they also look more aesthetically pleasing.
Of course, he wouldn't refuse if there were suitable materials.
As soon as Morris opened the book, someone sat down next to him.
"What are you looking at?" Hermione's voice came from the right.
"Extracurricular reading." Morris looked up and saw Hermione place a large box on the table, from which came the sound of metal plates clanging.
He was about to ask what it was when Harry and Ron quickly walked over.
" Morris won't play your fool," Ron said as soon as he sat down. "He knows what's possible and what's impossible."
Hermione glared at him but ignored him.
She opened the box, which contained dozens of metal pieces that looked like badges.
"What is this?" Morris asked.
Hermione took one out of the box and handed it to him. It had four letters engraved on it: SPEW.
" The Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare," she said. "I invite you to join, Morris."
Morris was taken aback, not quite understanding. " Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare? What does that do?"
Hermione adopted a serious expression. "It's an organization I founded to fight for the rights of House-elf."
The short-term goal is to ensure that House-elf have a better working environment and receive reasonable compensation.
Morris was quite surprised to hear this.
Hermione... what triggered this?
"We tried to persuade her," Ron said, "But you know, she's Hermione."
He shrugged after he finished speaking.
"Want to join?" Hermione stared intently at Morris, her eyes full of anticipation.
However, Morris's answer disappointed her.
"Okay, not a bad attempt, Hermione. But I'm not interested."
Hermione sighed and shook her head regretfully. "I won't force you."
She gently put the badge back in the box.
At the same time, Ron leaned close to Harry and whispered, "I thought she was going to force the badge onto Morris's clothes."
Hermione's hearing was clearly much more sensitive than Ron had thought.
" Ron, I... Oh, what's that!?"
She suddenly pointed at the book in front of Morris, her eyes widening.
There happened to be an illustration of an Inferi on the page. In the picture, a rotting corpse was crawling up from the muddy ground and limping forward.
Harry and Ron were also drawn to the attention.
"Disgusting," Ron said.
"Are those zombies?" Harry thought of the movies he'd seen in the Muggle world.
No, it's Inferi.
A voice came from behind Morris.
Kyle, carrying two thick books, stopped beside their table.
"Yes, the Inferi." Morris nodded. "I'm studying it, Kyle."
" Inferi are no good," Kyle said. "During the summer, my uncle and I went to the underground wizarding market in Somerset. They sell these weird things there, but my uncle wouldn't let me go near them."
"The underground wizarding market?" Morris asked. "Where?"
He was very interested.
"I don't recommend you go alone," Kyle said, his words quickening, probably because he saw Madam Pince waving at him. "That place isn't very reputable. I can tell you more about it later. Madam Pince is calling me. Goodbye."
He left in a panic.
"You must want to go to that underground wizarding market, right?" Harry's voice came from across the room.
"If the opportunity arises," Morris said.
Ron sighed, "I envy you. My mom won't even let me into Knockturn Alley."
Morris smiled slightly. " Mrs. Weasley is right."
Harry nodded in deep understanding.