Entering the training Room, she first carefully placed her notes aside, then took a deep breath to calm her excited emotions.
She had a House-elf fetch a special puppet.
This was a puppet specially used for practicing Dark Arts, which was quite rare.
She pulled out her wand and cast the newly learned Charms at the puppet — — “Flaying and Bone-Stripping Curse”.
As she watched, an inconspicuous magic fluctuation hit the puppet, and the puppet also showed a corresponding reaction, which proved that she had truly mastered this Charms.
Many people cannot master a Charms often because they lack the corresponding determination and emotion.
In the world of Harry Potter, Charms represents more of a strong desire.
And what this Charms corresponds to is a desire to tear — — just like how people always want to tear something when they are irritable.
Bellatrix easily mastered this emotion; after all, in her previous life when she was stuck writing, she had countless impulses to tear up books.
Seeing the effect of the Charms, she was not very happy; after all, according to theory, skin, flesh, and bones should be separated, but now it was only skin and flesh separation.
Was it due to insufficient magic?
She guessed.
That was true, too.
After all, she was only 12 years old now, and her magic was still in a period of rapid growth, so insufficient magic amount was very normal.
But… in this case, this Charms would probably only have a deterrent effect left.
Back in the Middle Ages, perhaps a Wizard without skin would face the end of death, but now, lacking skin could be cured with a bottle of Potion, and even lacking bones was just a matter of a bottle of Skele-Gro.
Unless someone was killed instantly, otherwise… all that was left were cruel things.
Thinking of this, she began to change her way of thinking.
This Charms, the flaying effect would cause restricted magic flow, meaning this Charms would affect magic.
If it specifically acted on magic nodes, wouldn’t that cause the nodes to be blocked, thereby causing the Wizard to weaken? Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Thinking of this, her eyes lit up.
For a week straight, she was immersed in the improvement of this Charms, and even had the House-elf deliver meals to the training Room, completely forgetting the passage of time.
Finally, one evening, she completed this Charms.
The effect was somewhat similar to what she had imagined before, except that its effect was not to weaken the Wizard, but to cause the Wizard’s magic to disorder, thereby affecting his next Charms.
Having developed it to this point, she knew she should continue later, as this Charms was no longer something she could improve in a short time.
She first washed up properly.
I have to say, during this time, she had been busy studying Dark Arts and had become a bit slovenly.
She even looked somewhat like her future self.
After tidying up, she went downstairs intending to have a meal with her parents and Narcissa, but unexpectedly ran into someone she didn’t want to see downstairs.
Just as Bellatrix was coming downstairs, Cygnus decisively shouted, “Bellatrix, come down quickly. There is just a big figure, let me introduce you.”
Then Bellatrix walked downstairs and saw Lord Voldemort sitting in the living Room, while her mother was accompanying and talking to him nearby.
Then Cygnus introduced to Bellatrix, “This is the blood descendant of Slytherin — — Lord Voldemort, come and witness the Master of Magic who can rival Albus Dumbledore.”
Lord Voldemort was not as arrogant at this time as he was later, instead carrying a bit of humility, “Not at all. Compared to Professor Albus Dumbledore, there is still a certain gap, after all, he has lived many more years than me.”
He did not deny that he was a Master of Magic, only believing that his inferiority to Albus Dumbledore lay in time.
Then Lord Voldemort turned his head towards Bellatrix and said, “I heard that you are very talented at school. Even Professor Horace Slughorn once mentioned you to me.”
His words made Cygnus very happy, and without waiting for Bellatrix to speak, he said, “Just in time, Mr. Lord Voldemort is here today. Weren’t you just researching Dark Arts recently? Let the Lord give you some pointers.”
With that, he continuously gave Bellatrix eye signals.
Then, I don’t know what happened in between, but Lord Voldemort and Bellatrix came to the training Room.
At this time, Bellatrix thought of the last House of Black meeting, and then realized that, not knowing what had happened recently, their family might become the branch that leaned towards Lord Voldemort.
And this time, it was also under the excuse of letting Lord Voldemort guide her to establish some relationship between them.
Obviously, Lord Voldemort also knew this well and readily agreed.
Arriving in the training Room, the messy Room and the notebooks scattered on the ground made Bellatrix show an embarrassed expression.
But Lord Voldemort didn’t mind; instead, with a Levitation Charm, he fetched the notebook she wrote herself and began reading it.
On it were her magic hypotheses for the past year, as well as Potion experiment data, and the latest content was her practice experiments on the ‘Flaying and Bone-Stripping Curse’. The source of this chapter is NovelPing.
She was not worried about Lord Voldemort seeing it.
After all, the things on it might be very helpful notes for a Hogwarts student, but for a Master of Magic like him, it was no different from children’s doodles.
She thought he would return it to her after glancing at it twice, but she didn’t expect him to read it with great relish.
Bellatrix could only quickly tidy up the Room and wait aside for him to finish reading.
Fortunately, for people at their level, just a notebook was a matter of a few minutes.
After reading it, he returned the notebook to Bellatrix, then looked at her with some surprise, “Black The Handmaiden, I didn’t expect your learning progress to have reached this point. You are simply a genius!”
His words made Bellatrix break out in a cold sweat.
After all, in front of Lord Voldemort, who could be called a genius.
Although he was of the House of Gaunt, he had never received any family magic education, entering school almost like a Muggle, and then developing top-tier Dark Arts like Horcruxes while at school.
Speaking of genius, no one could compare to him.
Bellatrix hurriedly fawned, “That still cannot compare to you. While at school, I heard Professor Horace Slughorn say that you are the most outstanding student, without exception.”
Lord Voldemort just smiled and didn’t continue speaking.
Then he suddenly opened his mouth and asked, “As a genius of the House of Black, how do you view Dark Arts?”
“Dark Arts is… driven by extreme emotions…” Bellatrix was just about to repeat what she saw in the family notes.
Lord Voldemort directly interrupted her, then stared at her with eyes that could see through people’s hearts.
“I… am asking how you… Bellatrix Black, view it.”
His words made Bellatrix freeze in place instantly, and a fear of being targeted by a carnivore rose from the bottom of her heart.
She instantly lost the ability to think.
“To me, Dark Arts seems to be a more mysterious and even weirder magic…” She could only give this answer based on her intuition.
Unexpectedly, this answer made Lord Voldemort laugh, and the laughter was filled with unspeakable gratification.