"Morbus Infestatio!"
Andy waved his wand, and a blade of grass beside Malfoy quickly withered, on the yellowed blades of grass, a large red pustule bulged, which looked extremely disgusting.
Dark magic!
Malfoy's eyes looked horrified, with both hands on the ground, he retreated continuously.
Andy waved his wand again.
"Incendio!"
The flames ignited and the traces of dark magic were instantly destroyed.
Andy looked at Malfoy, "Next time, I won't be so polite."
It was also a skill in speaking.
Often times, when you took the initiative to turn an enemy into a friend with someone, you were actually showing weakness.
But if you say 'I won't trouble you in the future', it creates a psychological implication to the other party - if you don't agree, I will trouble you in the future.
Of course, this kind of persona can't be set up by anyone.
Andy's image in school was that of a genius who was extremely fanatical about magic. Not only was his own magic talent outstanding, but his desire for knowledge was also extremely strong.
One could tell just by looking at Andy's usual life.
Apart from classes, Andy only had two spare time activities.
Either going to the library to read books or going to the abandoned classroom on the fifth floor of the castle to practice magic.
Andy had practised magic in the abandoned classroom for almost a year, after all, so naturally it was not surprising that he was discovered.
There was no doubt that Andy would become a powerful wizard in the future.
With the influence of the Malfoy family, they might be afraid of powerful wizards, but not too much.
But a powerful dark wizard was a different story.
Dark wizards wouldn't reason with you.
It never occurred to Malfoy that the good student in front of him, as the professor called him, was secretly studying dark magic.
"You...you actually mastered dark magic!?" Malfoy looked at Andy, his eyes gleaming slightly.
Coming from an ancient pureblood family with a long heritage, Malfoy was not as repulsed by dark magic as ordinary wizards. On the contrary, he actually idolized dark magic.
Many people would say that learning dark magic would corrupt the mind.
But what truly corrupts the mind is the frequent use of dark magic, as well as the in-depth study of dark magic.
Lucius Malfoy knew a lot of dark magic, but Malfoy hadn't seen his father act differently than a normal person.
Malfoy's entire body shuddered at the thought of Andy's fanatical attitude towards magic.
This is a future Dark Lord!
Malfoy didn't know how brilliant Voldemort had been as a student, but he knew exactly how good Andy's magic talents were.
No matter what kind of magic it was, Andy seemed to be able to cast it without a tutor.
At the beginning of the academic year, there might have been people who could make the excuse that Andy had practised magic before he started school.
But today, the first year's young wizards had been studying for almost a year - but they were still not as good as Andy was when he started school.
Malfoy even believed that not even the second or third-year young wizards were nearly as good as Andy was.
"I can tell you, but you can't tell anyone else."
Malfoy loosened up, feeling as if he wasn't ashamed of yielding to the future Dark Lord.
If Andy's age wasn't really too young to see future achievements for the time being, Malfoy even wanted to pledge his allegiance to the future Dark Lord in advance.
Just by looking at Andy's unrestrained demeanour, Malfoy felt that the future magical world might not be peaceful.
"Of course, this is a secret that belongs to both of us." Andy took back his wand and took a few steps forward and extended his hand to Malfoy, with a smile back on his face.
Malfoy's expression was complicated and after struggling for a moment, he grabbed Andy's hand and stood up.
"Do you know who Quirrell is?" Malfoy suddenly asked.
He wanted to test the waters, and if Andy didn't know much, he could still hide some of the circumstances unfavourable to him.
Andy said absently, "Voldemort's man?"
"How dare you...how dare you say..." Malfoy looked horrified as if Andy had done something terrible.
"Voldemort is already outdated."
Andy said with a careless expression, "Even if he is still alive, I wouldn't regard him above all else. Compared to the first Dark Lord Grindelwald, Voldemort doesn't make it to the top."
Anyway, Quirrell had already hung up, and Voldemort was only in a ghostly state now, so it wasn't like bragging about it would result in being hunted down by the Death Eaters.
Malfoy calmed down.
He had heard the name Grindelwald but didn't know much about him.
The name, like Voldemort, was a taboo in the magical world. And Grindelwald was too old for Malfoy to be interested in learning about.
However, hearing Andy hold Grindelwald in such high esteem, Malfoy decided to learn more about Grindelwald when he returned home for the summer break.
"That night, on the third floor of the castle, I saw you go into the restricted area on the third floor," Andy added.
"You were there?" Malfoy was startled.
Andy didn't say anything.
After a few moments of silence, Malfoy said in a somewhat squirming voice, "I remember the experience I had in the previous months, and it felt... as if I was supposed to do that."
"After I regained my memory, remembering the previous months was like...like watching someone else's experience again. I know it wasn't me, but then it was me ... In short, it feels strange."
Andy nodded slightly.
Malfoy hadn't gone into much detail, but Andy had a basic idea of what it felt like.
"Like dreaming?" Andy asked.
Malfoy thought about it and shook his head, "It feels real; like I'm looking at another me."
Modifying memories wasn't the same as the Imperius Curse, which was to completely control another person. Modifying memories is a false set of memories given to the other party, but it is still essentially still being free.
Looking at Malfoy, it didn't look like there were any after-effects.
Memory magic...
Andy pondered.
This kind of magic could be extremely effective under certain circumstances.
It was comparable to Uncle Snake's brainwashing effect on small children.
Andy then asked about some specific feelings, and Malfoy answered truthfully.
To Malfoy's relief, Andy didn't press him on what his modified memories were.
Although Malfoy idolized Voldemort, he didn't want people to think that he was related to Voldemort.
After all, Voldemort was out of power.
The Malfoy family was a bit of a fence-sitter by nature.
"Thanks a lot!"
Andy looked at Malfoy and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "I know your father was a Death Eater, the Dark Mark should still be on his arm, right?"
Andy walked over to Malfoy, patted Malfoy's shoulder and said, "Now, we both, know each other's secrets."
After saying that, Andy walked towards the castle.
Malfoy's face was pale, and his body was shaky, looking at Andy's back and opening his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything more.
***
"Whew..."
Andy exhaled.
The task of intimidating the little kid was completed, I believe that after today, even if Malfoy has any dissatisfaction in his heart, he probably wouldn't dare to tell his father that easily, right?
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