In the Great Hall, Harry Potter and Ron were sitting at the long table having lunch. When they saw Light, who had just finished practicing Spells, they raised their hands and beckoned him over.
"Over here, over here."
"Where have you been? Why do you look so tired every day?" Ron looked at Light's exhausted face and couldn't help asking.
"I was scared by The Three-Headed Dog, so I just practiced some Spells more." Light replied casually while cutting the steak on his plate.
Hearing this, Harry Potter and Ron couldn't help shrinking their necks. It seemed that they remembered the horror of that scene. And they didn't say anything more.
For so many days, since Light learned the Fiendfyre Curse, he hadn't been to the Restricted Section again. Instead, he kept practicing Spells and constantly consuming his Magic Power.
Just as Light was enjoying his meal, a message came from the stone stele:
"Magic Power +1, Magic Power: 2"
Light was stunned when he received the message, and then quickly realized that it was because he had been casting Spells at a high intensity these days, consuming his magic power, which had allowed his magic power to be exercised and enhanced.
Thinking of this, Light couldn't help sighing. 'It's so hard for me to work hard! I don't want to work hard anymore. I want Adding Points.' Then he looked at the Mileage Points, which were only four, and felt even more dejected.
In the following days, Light attended classes during the day when there were classes, and practiced Spells when there were no classes. At night, he occasionally sneaked into the Restricted Section to steal books and study. His seven-point Dark Magic talent was sufficient to suppress most of the restricted books.
Only a small number of restricted books that sounded terrifying just from their names couldn't be read normally.
Professor Snape routinely picked on Harry Potter, so that every time after Potions class, Harry Potter looked extremely disappointed. And because of this, the Golden Trio became even more convinced that Professor Snape was not a good person.
Light didn't continue to explain anything about this. After all, he really didn't look like a good person. There was no need to force an explanation.
After Harry Potter was discouraged by Professor Snape for a while.
After receiving the "Nimbus 2000" anonymously sent by Professor McGonagall, he became popular again! Almost all the young wizards showed great envy. After all, this could be regarded as a luxury sports car in the wizarding world.
Apart from that, there were no major incidents during classes.
Only the smell around Quirrell became even more indescribable. The mixture of various smells was disgusting.
All the young wizards were even more afraid of his class than Potions class.
Light covered his nose and watched Quirrell stutter while teaching on the podium, on guard against possible probes.
Transfiguration Transfiguration increased by one point under the teaching of Professor McGonagall.
Care of Magical Creatures Care of Magical Creatures increased by one point during Professor Sprout's Herbology class.
In the middle, he was also dragged by Ron and Harry Potter to watch a Quidditch game. After seeing Slytherin win, Ron ranted non-stop. He criticized Slytherin's underhanded tactics and the goalkeeper's incompetence.
Light almost thought he was going to mutate with that strange expression and contorted body.
Light Rogers (Zhou Yang)
Magic Power: 2 (The Magic Power of an ordinary adult wizard is 5)
Mileage Points: 4 (It's not clear what these points are for in the context)
Spells: White Magic: 3, Transfiguration: 2, Dark Magic: 7
Skills: Potions: 2, Care of Magical Creatures: 1
Light looked at the information extracted by Legilimency and compared it in secret. After making a rough calculation, except for Dark Magic, he was probably at the level of a fifth - year student. And that was only after adding two extra points to his White Magic.
After looking for a long time, Light dismissed the information in front of him and continued to eat the pizza. He secretly praised the house - elves trained by the first Head of Hufflepuff House.
While Light was enjoying his meal, he heard Harry Potter and Ron talking about Halloween.
Listening more intently, he found that everyone in the Great Hall was chatting about the Halloween party.
Light ate the pizza, sighing inwardly at how quickly time had passed. Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, his body went rigid.
"Wait a sec. I remember there's gonna be a troll running into the girls' bathroom Before Halloween. Could it be that Quirrell, who doesn't have as much hassle as I do, went to get the troll into Hogwarts?"
"This Quirrell, the hard worker, is really something! He has to find a troll, get it into Hogwarts without hurting it, teach classes for the four houses, and get mentally abused by his boss Voldemort. He's really a model employee."
Light praised Quirrell with empathy.
"Then can I go and take a shot at the troll to test my strength?"
Light chewed on the pizza while making up his mind.
As time passed, soon it was October 31st, approaching Before Halloween.
As soon as Light woke up in the morning, he caught a sweet smell of roasted pumpkins. Countless ghosts were flitting through the air, decorating the castle for the upcoming Halloween.
As he walked in the corridor, everywhere was filled with a festive atmosphere. All kinds of strange Halloween decorations, big and small carved pumpkins, were placed all over the castle, and the candles inside were waiting to be lit at night.
Peeves also seemed to be energized by this atmosphere and became even more hyperactive. Every now and then, there were screams from young wizards in the castle, along with Peeves' laughter.
Light looked at the decorations all over the castle and the ghosts flitting about, feeling extremely curious.
With everyone eagerly anticipating it, time soon reached the afternoon. After finishing a day's classes, the young wizards, with excited hearts, welcomed the night.
When night fell, the jack - o'-lanterns placed all over the castle lit up simultaneously, looking both bright and dim. The ghosts also seemed to have changed their attire. Even the few ghosts that Light knew were wearing different adornments than usual.
Light followed the crowd into the auditorium. There were also jack - o'-lanterns on the four long tables. At this moment, a full moon hung on the auditorium ceiling that resembled the starry sky.
Countless jack - o'-lanterns giving off a faint glow were floating in the air. Many candy - made bats were fluttering among them, and a group of ghosts were chanting softly.
When everyone was seated, just like at The Opening Feast, Dumbledore clapped his hands, and countless delicious dishes appeared on the tables. Meanwhile, drinks also appeared in the goblets in front of everyone.
"Where's Hermione? Didn't she come with you?" At the Gryffindor table in the auditorium.
Light asked Harry Potter and Ron, who were about to start eating, a bit curiously.
"Ah! This!... " Ron looked extremely embarrassed and stammered, unable to get a coherent word out.
Unable to stand it any longer, Harry Potter stepped in and told Light how Ron had spoken ill of Hermione in private at noon and how Hermione had overheard it.
"She's always been like this. I'm just telling the truth," Ron said nervously.
"Oh no! I was too careless. I didn't expect the two of you to still be at odds," Light frowned.
Just then, the auditorium doors burst open. Quirrell seemed to be being chased by something terrifying.
He rushed to Dumbledore's table, his face panicked and out of breath, and blurted out hurriedly, "Troll! In... the dungeon! Classroom. Thought you... should know... "
After saying that, he slumped to the side and fainted.