Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

  During the summer vacation, Damon was a little tired of staying in the welfare home for only three days.

  After getting used to the existence of magic, he was asked to pick up things with his hands, and he could not fly in the air with a flying broom when he was free, and he could not use a magic wand to make whatever he wanted to eat. This feeling was like being bound by his hands and feet, which was very inconvenient.

  "It's hard to go from luxury to frugality."

  Damon sighed, and said goodbye to the dean on the morning of the fourth day. After this farewell, he might not know when he would see her again.

  He didn't belong here.

  Damon realized this sincerely.

  He secretly added vitality potion to everyone's diet for three days, but after leaving, he had to take it all back. It was impossible for the remaining potion to have an accident after leaving.

  Damon got in a private car and set off for Amelia Bones' residence. He and Susan Bones agreed to meet on this day. She was happy to introduce him to the director of the Ministry of Magic's Enforcement Department. It was said that she was also very interested in Damon, the emerging master of Transfiguration.

  Three hours later, Damon got out of the car and saw two ladies in formal attire waiting for her at the door of her house. Susan had come from her home in advance for this.

  "Damon!"

  He was wearing a casual suit today. The exquisite style and lines set off his handsomeness. He looked like a little crown prince from the royal family.

  Susan felt a little dizzy just watching Damon get out of the car.

  "Hello, Susan, hello, Ms. Burns."

  Damon saluted the two of them one after another.

  Amelia Burns was wearing a simple white shirt, close-fitting suit pants, and a pair of teardrop earrings on her ears.

  At this time, she was looking at Damon with a stern face, but from the light in her eyes, Damon gave her a good first impression.

  The three sat down in the yard. Susan sat closer to Damon. She didn't even look at the red tea in front of her, and curiously asked Damon about the details of the room in the corridor.

  Damon smiled and recounted the process of Harry and the other two's breakthrough, like telling a story with ups and downs. When Susan heard that Ron decided to sacrifice himself to win the King's chess, she exclaimed, "I didn't expect him to be so brave."

  Amelia sat on the side, looking at the two gently, but was not in a hurry to speak - she was quietly observing the ring on Damon's hand.

  For some reason, the ring gave her a familiar feeling.

  But soon, Damon's next words caught her attention.

  "In fact, there is a last dangerous part of this story, but after discussing it with Headmaster Dumbledore, we decided to hide it.

  This is also the second reason why I came here today."

  Damon put down the black tea, looked at Susan and smiled:

  "This is a secret that should not be told. I hope you can keep it secret for me and don't tell others, okay?"

  Susan nodded repeatedly.

  Damon cast his eyes on Amelia for the first time and said seriously:   

  "In the last level, I met Professor Quirrell who was trying to find the Philosopher's Stone. I recognized him as the mysterious being who had attacked the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest. During the fierce battle, he revealed a second human face at the back of his head, without a nose, pale and decayed."

  Amelia's already upright posture became even more upright, and her eyes trembled as she looked at Damon - she thought it was just a relaxing tea party, how could such a horrible secret be revealed.

  "Yes, Voldemort is not dead yet, he possessed Professor Quirrell, and although I defeated him, his soul has not dissipated, and I don't know where it has floated to."

  "You are talking about - the mysterious man -"

  Susan covered her mouth with both hands, too scared to speak - her brother died the last time Voldemort was in power.

  Amelia's expression tightened, and as her mentality changed, her serious temperament took on an endless majesty. She leaned slightly towards Damon and said solemnly:

  "Master White, this matter cannot be taken as a joke."

  If it was not Damon who said this, but other first-year wizards, she would definitely laugh it off and not take it seriously at all.

  Voldemort has disappeared for so many years. Although the public has long believed that he is dead, the fear he left behind is still deeply dormant in the hearts of everyone who has experienced that period.

  "Professor Dumbledore and I hold the same view. If you still don't believe it--"

  Damon looked around and didn't find what he wanted, "If you have a Pensieve, I don't mind retracing that memory for you to see."

  Amelia couldn't help but continue to ask:

  "You said you defeated Quirrell? You, a first-year student, defeated a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

  The meaning revealed in her eyes was very obvious-I don't believe you can do it.

  "Yes, Professor Dumbledore was out of the Ministry of Magic at the time. Harry and I took the risk to do this - because we didn't want the Philosopher's Stone to fall into Quirrell's hands."

  Damon stood up on his own initiative, took out his wand from his suitcase and looked at Amelia:

  "If you don't believe me, you can test my strength, but we may have to go to another place."

  "No need, here is fine." Amelia stood up and motioned for Susan to hide in the hall. "There is an alchemical barrier I set up here. No movement will be transmitted outside, and you don't have to worry about being summoned by the Ministry of Magic for using magic."

  "Very good." Damon raised his wand and looked at Amelia, "Are you ready? If possible, I hope you can cast the Shield Charm in advance."

  Amelia did as he was told, but her face became more serious after this action - if Damon dared to play tricks on her, even if this young man was the master of Transfiguration who was in the limelight recently, she would not let him go easily.

  "I'm ready, you attack first--"

  "Swish!!!"

  A shrill whistle penetrated the eardrum, and a dazzling white light pierced through the protection of the armor spell in an instant. The pendant on Amelia's ear tip was instantly pierced, and the sharp object's power remained undiminished, and it exploded directly on the ground behind her!

  Eh? ? ?

  Even Amelia, who had experienced the war between two generations of Dark Lords, couldn't help but be stunned at this moment.

  What was that just now?

  She saw Damon waving his wand to repair the broken pendant beside her ear, and then looked at her without saying a word, as if to show that the battle was over.

  Amelia turned her head and saw the circular deep pit behind her. Her brain tried to understand what had just happened-a spell called [God's Spear] directly pierced through the triple armor spell she constructed. If it weren't for the little devil on the opposite side-the master showing mercy, she would have died?

  "You"

  Looking at the boy with a peaceful expression, Amelia felt a little speechless for the first time.

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