Chapter 54

Hogwarts Castle.

dungeon.

On the way to the Slytherin common room.

"Marcus, why are you still in the library so late?"

Devereux held the book "How to Trace the Origin of a Transformed Object" in his hand and turned to the Slytherin prefect who was walking beside him and asked.

"Haha, our fifth grade is not as easy as your first grade. We have to prepare for exams. O.W.L. is very difficult. As for me, if I want to engage in medicine in the future, I must get 6 excellent grades in N.E.W.T."

Marcus smiled, holding the book in one hand.

He rubbed his hair with one hand in distress.

"And you must be excellent in Potions. You also know that Professor Snape is very strict. You must get excellent in O.W.L. before you can continue to take his class and take the subsequent exams. So you must work hard!"

Marcus looked a little distressed though.

But the whole person's spirit is still very high.

Said.

He couldn't help but wave his fist in front of his chest.

Devereaux couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he saw his actions.

I really didn’t expect this Slytherin prefect.

It feels quite Gryffindor-like.

Yes.

There are also high school entrance examinations and college entrance examinations in the wizarding world.

This O.W.L. should be the high school entrance examination in the wizarding world.

The difficulty seems not small.

Even Marcus, the captain, was so nervous.

The pressure it brings to students can be imagined.

"Oh, by the way, then why did you go to the restricted book area? And you also took a lot of books about black magic."

Devereaux recalled the previous scene where the two of them had collided.

asked casually.

"You are talking about this, right? Professor Quirrell asked me to get it. I am now an assistant teacher in his Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

Marcus flipped through the book in his arms with great interest.

There was a proud expression on his face.

"Professor Quirrell?"

Devereaux was a little surprised to hear the name.

After all, he is a person possessed by Voldemort.

Their movements are quite dangerous.

And there was no mention in the original work that Quirrell had a student assistant?

"Does the Defense Against the Dark Arts class actually have an assistant? Then why didn't I see you, Marcus, when I was in class before?"

Hear this.

Marcus' expression became even more proud.

"Haha, actually I was approached by Professor Quirrell yesterday, Thursday night. Oh, actually I wanted to refuse at first. After all, I have exams this year, and I am also a prefect, so I am very busy. But, after all, it’s quite rare for me, a current student, to be invited by a professor to be a teaching assistant.”

Devereaux frowned even more after hearing this.

Thursday night?

Wasn't that the night when I was chatting with him about which class I was in? !

And after Quirrell finished chatting.

I found an assistant teacher.

I also took a lot of books from the restricted book section.

Is this all a coincidence?

Devereaux looked solemn.

He always felt that Quirrell might be doing something weird.

But according to the original work.

Shouldn't Quirrell's core mission be to snatch the Sorcerer's Stone?

Deal with Harry by the way.

But now he has gone to great lengths to hire an assistant.

Borrowed so many black magic books.

Do you really want to improve the quality of teaching?

Quirrell was willing.

Voldemort wouldn't want to either!

"Why would Quirrell seek out students from the school as teaching assistants? None of the other teachers seem to be in this situation, right?"

Devereux asked again.

And Marcus is obviously looking forward to Devereaux's question.

"Yes! In the past, wizards had to be graduates and have studied in an institution for several years before they could obtain this qualification as a teaching assistant, and they needed to be confirmed during the summer before becoming a student."

"Maybe it's because Professor Quirrell is in his first year and is not familiar with the process, so he came up with such a thing, so now it's difficult to find it outside. At the beginning, Professor Snape seemed to have started as a teaching assistant. It was started by Dumbledore himself. It is said that I am the first student in the school to be a teaching assistant in fifty years."

The smile on Marcus's face grew brighter.

It seems to be recognized by this.

He was very happy.

Said.

The two of them walked to the door of the common room.

"Alexander, you go in first, I have to deliver books to Professor Quirrell."

Marcus turned.

He told the stone wall the secret code for opening the door this week.

"Pure blood!"

The stone wall slowly opened.

A passage is revealed for two people to pass through.

"Marcus, just call me Devereux. We should be friends, right?"

Devereaux walked into the secret passage.

He looked back at Marcus with a smile.

"Haha, of course, good night, Devereaux."

Marcus smiled heartily.

He turned around and walked away with the pile of forbidden books.

Devereaux looked at his retreating back.

His face became serious.

"Quirrell...Voldemort...what kind of medicine are you selling?"

Stopped for a while.

Until Marcus’s back could no longer be seen.

Devereux breathed out slowly.

Shake his head slightly.

"Forget it, their biggest target is either the Sorcerer's Stone or Harry. I just need to keep an eye on these two from now on. There's nothing to worry about."

Thinking.

Deveraux turned and walked into the Slytherin common room.

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The first Sunday after the freshmen entered Hogwarts.

The fifth floor of Hogwarts Castle.

In the room of every request.

Obviously.

Today's user transformed it into a potion laboratory.

In the center of the room stood a huge black stone table.

The stone table was covered with various magic tools and materials.

There were several high stools around the table.

The stools were covered with soft black leather cushions.

Various glass bottles, metal cans and small bowls were arranged in an orderly manner on the stone table.

At the same time, very detailed labels were affixed.

There were colorful liquids and powders inside.

Some were still bubbling slightly.

On one side of the laboratory was a huge fireplace.

A ball of blue flame was burning inside.

The flame emitted a temperatureless light.

It may be considered that the burning flame is not conducive to the stability of the potion materials.

The flame only illuminated the entire room.

Next to the fireplace stood several heavy oak cabinets.

Various potion ingredients and magic tools were neatly arranged in the cabinet.

Many of them seemed to be newly moved in.

There were animal remains soaked in potions.

There were also dried plant specimens.

On the other side of the wall hung a huge blackboard.

The blackboard was written with white chalk with complex potion formulas and steps.

There were also some notes and diagrams.

If you look carefully.

You will find the two most common words.

"Polyjuice Potion" and "Single-day Brewing Process".

At the black stone table in the center of the room.

A blond little wizard who looked like he was only as tall as an adult's ribs.

He was busy with various operations.

He was still muttering.

"Too late! Too late..."

Finally.

He stopped.

He hugged his head in frustration.

Looking at the blue liquid substance bubbling in the crucible in front of him.

"Damn it! Is it really impossible to finish it in one day!?"