Voldemort: Are You Determined Enough To Get Stronger?

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"At least... when most of his focus is on me. It will save you a lot of things. In this way, everyone will be safer," Blake said sincerely.

Dumbledore looked at Blake in astonishment.

"Is that what you thought?"

[Ding! An extremely moving emotion was detected.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a golden treasure chest!]

Dumbledore continued, "But, have you ever thought about how dangerous it is for you to do this? What if he finds out about you, what if... he decides to hurt you?"

Blake scratched his head. "I haven't really thought about these things..."

Dumbledore sighed, "You're such a silly boy...."

[Ding! Emotions of guilt and heartache detected.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a golden treasure chest!]

At this moment, Blake's heart was already full of joy. He had gotten several treasure chests from Voldemort before. Now he picked up a few more here from Dumbledore.

However, what Dumbledore said next made Blake feel a little bad.

"No... No, I still can't agree... This matter is too dangerous. It was never your responsibility. You shouldn't risk it."

Although Dumbledore was very moved by Blake's approach and ideas. He still didn't want to risk Blake. Strictly speaking, except for the younger brother Aberforth who turned against him, This child was his only relative.

'Back then, my younger sister...Arianna... I couldn't protect Her! Now Blake must be protected!

So no matter how beneficial this matter is, he cannot agree. He couldn't bear the pain of losing another relative.

"But if he succeeds, then what?" Blake asked.

"I just don't want to ... put you in again!" Dumbledore looked determined.

"Professor, things are not as simple as you think...Now even the other professors can guess that you adopted me. Do you think he doesn't know about your relationship with me?"

"The moment he switched teaching styles and started acting like I was his favorite student, I was on his radar."

"So even if I don't want to intervene in these matters and want to withdraw, that is absolutely impossible. He will try his best to drag me into his water!"

"So... since I cannot avoid being dragged into the water sooner or later, why don't I take the initiative to get into the water!"

"Even if he knows me through my relationship with you, I am the best tool he can use against you. I am useful to him! How can I be in danger?"

Dumbledore stared in shock at Blake, who was as calm as a child in front of him. This child was so clever that even he was shocked.

All of a sudden, he thought of the key issues that I cared about but ignored... And, even in such a dangerous situation. He is still so calm.

Dumbledore suddenly understood why the Sorting Hat had ended up sorting him into Hufflepuff.

Because he alone, has the kindness and loyalty of Hufflepuff. Ravenclaw's intelligence and curiosity. The bravery and fearlessness of Gryffindor. And the shrewdness, grace and poise of a Slytherin...

Therefore, only an inclusive academy like Hufflepuff was the most suitable academy for him...

"Professor?"

Seeing Dumbledore's distraction, Blake gave a suspicious cry. Dumbledore finally came to his senses.

"That was my mistake, Blake. Maybe I should keep it a little more secret, about our relationship..."

Blake shook his head.

"It's not your fault, Professor! Besides, why keep it secret? It's not something shameful."

An old man with no descendants adopts a child as the heir to his property and knowledge. This was a very normal thing. So, what's there to keep secret?

Because there were enemies, and Blake had to hide for the rest of his life? This was unreasonable.

And Blake had already moved to Dumbledore's ancestral home in Godric's Hollow. How could it be possible to hide it from an enemy like Voldemort? So no one was wrong about this.

"Professor, this matter is actually not as dangerous as you think. As long as I behave submissively, I also show dissatisfaction with you. Then he will continue to try to win me over!"

Dumbledore nodded resignedly. "You're very smart, Blake, to discover his plot so quickly... and see the crux of the matter... But I still have to say... you must be careful."

"And...before eight o'clock tomorrow night, I have to prepare something for you... I'll give it to you as soon as possible. Remember! Wear that thing at all times! Especially when facing Quirrell!"

Blake asked in astonishment, "What is it?"

"Something that protects your head!" Dumbledore replied gravely. You are lucky today! He didn't use Legilimency!"

The pompous Voldemort certainly didn't use Legilimency on Blake. Otherwise, Blake wouldn't come to him every night at eight o'clock to learn duelling skills.

Moreover, Dumbledore also doubted whether the current Voldemort still had the ability to use Legilimency. But... this was also just in case!

Early the next morning, Blake received the item. That was a pair of glasses.

When using it, the weak Voldemort couldn't see through Blake's eyes or brain. Although Blake has Occlumency, he still chose to wear glasses.

On the one hand, it was because his Occlumency level was indeed not too high.

When facing Voldemort, it was indeed not safe, with this pair of glasses, it could be regarded as an added layer of insurance. Also, it was requested by Dumbledore, so it's impossible not to wear it!

But...Blake, who didn't wear glasses, suddenly put them on would have to explain it to my friends again.

"I've read a little too much recently. I'm a little short-sighted now, so I have to get a pair of glasses."

That would be Blake's explanation. Plain and simple, but surprisingly reasonable. Everyone knew how diligent Blake was at reading. Especially Cassandra and Hermione. 

They had already seen Blake's secret bookcase. A book box is equivalent to a small library. And he has two such bookcases! They didn't even know where it came from!

It was not surprising that he was short-sighted if I read books every day. After all, wizards were also nearsighted. And like the Muggles of that era, it was difficult to cure. Otherwise, why was Harry still wearing glasses?

Even Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall wear glasses sometimes. Just like that, Blake put on a pair of glasses.

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Dueling Club's first club event was scheduled for next Friday night at six o'clock. This time made many people rejoice. Because Friday night was when everyone was free.

And before that Friday, Blake did the same as the night before. Every night at eight o'clock, He would go to the designated classroom and learn duelling skills with Quirrell possessed by Voldemort!

It just surprised Blake that these days, Quirrell or rather Voldemort were all teaching him proper Defense Against the Dark Arts spells and combat skills.

Blake thought for a moment and understood. This was Voldemort's test for him too! He wondered just how hungry Blake was for power!

If Blake was ambitious enough. Then he would definitely not be satisfied with his current knowledge! Therefore, Blake did not disappoint Voldemort either and did exactly that.

"What are you trying to say?" Quirrell (Voldemort) asked.

Blake already saw the expression on his face. The guy didn't even act much in front of him now!

"Although I have learned a lot of great fighting skills from you..."

"I want to be stronger! Professor...do you...have any stronger spells?"

Quirrell (Voldemort) pondered for a moment.

"Yes, of course there is, but... do you really possess such determination?"

Blake nodded firmly.

"Then... I will teach you a little more powerful spell. Try it, and I will know how determined you are."

When Blake heard Quirrell's words, he knew that this was Voldemort's test for himself again. Next, what Voldemort wanted to teach him must be black magic.

The kind of black magic that required the caster to have certain negative emotions. For example... strong hatred or strong killing intent!

If Blake couldn't then this black magic cannot be used. Therefore Voldemort's expectations of him will be much lower!

Of course, Blake wouldn't allow that. He needed Voldemort to keep taking him seriously. Only in this way, he would continue to be drawn by him.

Quirrell (Voldemort) raised his wand and pointed at a wooden target not far away.

"Listen well, the spell goes this way.."

"Reductio!"

"Crack!"

A big hole was pierced in the wooden man's abdomen! The sawdust inside was also taken out!

Blake frowned slightly.

'He actually taught himself the gut-piercing curse?'

Blake knew the spell, of course. But because the effect was too disgusting and bloody, Blake hadn't been interested in the spell.

But now Voldemort would take this as a test of his dark arts aptitude.

"Okay, try it! Remember, when using this spell, you must have enough hatred in your heart!"

Blake raised his mithril wand. He secretly cursed the old pervert in my heart. Then he adjusted my mentality.

Point the wand at another intact dummy target.

"Dug out the intestines and cut out the belly!"

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