Necromancers Guide to Magic

Benjamin looked at the fifth-grade textbook, tilted his head and asked, "Does he always teach in this way? Read according to the textbook?"

Carl, who had no idea where he went, came back to his senses. He glanced at Benjamin apologetically, then said in a standard London accent, "Of course, what else can he do besides following the textbook? You can't Ask him to be like Professor McGonagall or Professor Snape. I heard people say that when he taught the lower grades, he would boast that he had killed a troll alone. Do you think it is possible?"

Benjamin shook his head immediately. With such a small body, he still wanted to kill the monster?It's simply a fantasy.

Before coming to Hogwarts, Benjamin was looking forward to the Defense Against the Dark Arts course.

Now he is extremely disappointed.

"Do you want to sleep?" Carl whispered. There are really many seniors like him whispering.

"You said, now if a vampire bat flies to Professor Quirrell, how will he react?" Benjamin said curiously, and stroked the buttons on his clothes untimely.

"Reaction? Oh, I think he will get under the table in fright and cry with a headache!" Carl's expression was vivid when he said this, like a Professor Quirrell without the smell of garlic.

"You are so mean, Senior Carl." Benjamin smiled and shook his head.

Of course Benjamin wouldn't really let the vampire bat approach Professor Quirrell, no matter what, he is a professor, so magic shouldn't be weak.

"Are you mean? I think meanness is the fine tradition of the Black family." Carl said with his head propped on his hands.

Black family?When Benjamin was about to ask about this magic family, Professor Quirrell called Karl.

"Mr. Black, I think you are about to fall asleep? You know you will be..."

Carl himself interrupted Professor Quirrell’s chatter, "I know, of course I will be eaten by vampires in Romania. Seriously, professor, can you show us the magic you use to fight back those vampires?"

Professor Quirrell snorted and motioned to Karl to sit down.It can be seen that he either does not know this magic at all, or he is unwilling to perform.

Benjamin prefers to believe the former.

Known as the best magic school in the world, but a professor with this quality, Benjamin shook his head. The magic evaluation of this world does not look reliable.

In the following time, it was still Professor Quirrell's personal performance.And Benjamin also dedicated his first sleep in class.

Slytherin lounge.

Compared to the Gryffindor Tower, which can be bathed in sunlight, the Slytherin Lounge built under the Black Lake is much cooler.

If you don't pay attention to the strange creatures swimming around outside the window.

Benjamin swears that he has seen that ugly octopus three times!

"Benjamin, listening to you say that, Professor Quirrell's class is boring?" Draco asked worriedly, sitting opposite Benjamin.

I have to say that although Draco hates it a bit, he is very serious in studying.

"Yes, I almost listened to him blowing a lesson, and it was full of holes." Benjamin stretched out and leaned on the sofa.

Draco frowned, "Benjamin, I have to remind you that no matter what your German nobles do, in England, you have to pay attention to your image."

Again!Etiquette, Benjamin does have a kind of nobility in his bones, but it is definitely not elegant.Otherwise, he would not be a necromancer, and would have embarked on the path of nobility.

"Well, Draco, where were we just now? Do you remember that Dumbledore emphasized something at the school banquet yesterday?" Benjamin wanted to change the subject.

"What?" Draco didn't react for a while.

Pansy, who had been by Draco's side, spoke. She stared at Draco like a drooling monster.

"Don't go near the corridor on the right on the fourth floor, I remember what he said." Pansy said.

Seeing that everyone was still a little confused, Benjamin had to sit down and say, "I ran into Boss Weasley in Defense Against the Dark Arts class today, that's the Gryffindor prefect. Don't stare at me like this, I don't Take the initiative to speak to him." Benjamin thought helplessly of the terrible college discrimination."When he was chatting, he mentioned that every time Dumbledore said not to approach a place, he would say why it was dangerous."

Benjamin looked at his classmates expectantly after speaking, but his indifferent faces disappointed him.

"Aren't you curious about what's hidden inside?" Benjamin had a premonition that he couldn't explain why there might be a dead creature inside.

The platinum nobleman shook his head first.

"I think you should go to Gryffindor, Benjamin. Your curiosity is too strong. Of course I don’t mean that Gryffindor has such qualities. I only know that if I go to that place, my father knows it. , I'm afraid my Christmas gift will be lost."

Christmas?There is no such festival in Benjamin's world, and of course it would not be celebrated even if there was him.He will never spend too much time in the laboratory!

So this curious sign of Benjamin was temporarily suppressed, and after he watched a few games of wizard chess, Benjamin followed everyone back to the room to rest.

At night, Barrow the Blood arrived as expected.As for Frank, Benjamin said that to be on the safe side, there is nothing important and they don't need to meet for the time being.

But Benjamin gave Frank an important task.

"You let me break into Harry Potter's small group? You know, he is Harry Potter. The wizards here grew up listening to his stories, and many people wanted to get close to him." Frank was instinctive at the time. I just want to refuse.

"Frank, you might be unhappy if I say that. But you should listen to my orders. After all, I have so many methods to deal with undead creatures."

Frank glanced at Benjamin complainingly and agreed to his request.

He wouldn't believe in Benjamin's narrative, "Since he is the savior, he will definitely have a very important task."

Later than today, Potter did nothing but chat with Ron excitedly.

"Do you know what's in the corridor on the fourth floor near to the right?" Benjamin sat on the bed and took off his clothes, revealing a somewhat thin body.But compared to his previous body, he was much healthier.

"I don't know, Master. We don't dare to get close there. There is something terrible in it." The blood man Barrow seemed to think of his master's character, and added, "Master, with your current strength, just go. To die."

"I'm just asking, why are you so nervous? I'll be at peace during this time...before I figure out how to refine an intermediate necromantic creature..."

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