Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"Okay, it's almost time, let's go back." Voldemort stood up, ready to leave.

"Oh oh oh, yes, yes." Brairim nodded, and began to frantically pack up his textbooks, notes and the pile of wizarding cards scattered on the library table.

He followed Voldemort to the door, then turned, ready to leave.

"Oh, by the way, Braerim." Voldemort asked suddenly.

"What's the matter? Brendan." Bralim turned around.

"Do you know what black magic is?" Voldemort asked lightly.

"Dark magic?" Bralim replied with some doubts, "You know? Didn't Mr. Tierra teach us in his class? And... and Mr. Snape, all with We have said that it is a special form of magic, it is very powerful, so it is dangerous... It is also a type of magic that we must not touch now."

"Yes, but this definition still can't fully summarize the essence of black magic." Voldemort looked at Brarim with a smile, with a dangerous and cunning gleam in his eyes, "The essence of black magic is power, and power always Someone wants to be in control, and good and evil only depend on those who hold the power."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Tierra said that too!" Bralim nodded quickly, "Mr. Tierra also warned us that there is no good or bad power, only those who use it."

"Tierra said that?" Voldemort asked in a daze.

"You came late. I came at the beginning of the school year. Mr. Tierra gave us a long speech at the opening ceremony." Bralim explained.

"Hahaha, Mr. Natierra sounds quite clever and interesting." Voldemort said with a sneer, "But you must know that black magic is not ordinary magic. It involves many taboos and dangers. If you can't Get it right, and it can have devastating consequences."

"Then...then what should we do?" Bralim asked nervously.

"Only through study and practice can one truly understand the nature and dangers of the Dark Arts." Voldemort said mysteriously, "Of course, you can choose not to touch it."

After hearing Voldemort's words, Bralim hesitated in his heart. He really wanted to know about the Dark Arts, but at the same time he felt scared and uneasy. After all—

They can learn black magic from the fourth grade, and he is now in the second grade, and he will start to learn black magic in about two years. It made Bream look forward to and fear at the same time.

"It's a choice, Braerim, and you have to make your own decision." After Voldemort finished speaking, he turned and left the library, leaving Braerim alone at the door thinking.

"Black magic is a taboo, a power that can seduce humans. If you want to learn it, then you must remember that it can make you powerful, but it can also make you corrupt. You must be prepared to bear the consequences Prepare." Voldemort said in a seductive voice.

"Yeah, I see." Brarim nodded frantically, thinking he had understood what Voldemort said.

"Okay, we can go back." Voldemort turned and left, Braerim following behind him.

Stepping out of the library door, Braerim was still thinking about what Voldemort had said. He decided to start from now on, carefully consider whether he wants to get in touch with black magic, and if so, how to bear the consequences, and decide to study hard from today and make progress every day.

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