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"Hum!"
All of a sudden, as if time stopped at this moment, everything in the house was still in motion.
Wilkes opened his eyes and looked at the enormous black mist that filled the air with the "Ravenclaw's Golden Crown" held high in his hands, forming abhorrent faces; all were standing still.
"Rustle..."
The next moment, black sand floated in the sky, and all the dark fog disappeared in the air with the wind.
In the blink of an eye, the room returned to be calm again.
If it were not for the flying items and shelves still on the ground, it seemed as if nothing happened before.
At this time, Wilkes suddenly closed his eyes tightly; standing in the center of the chaos, he was still holding up the golden crown.
However, looking at Ravenclaw's golden crown at this moment, it has been washed away from its dim appearance and regained its golden shine as before.
It took a few minutes before Wilkes slowly opened his eyes, sighed with relief, and a flash of bottomless darkness appeared in his indifferent eyes.
"Unexpectedly, devouring Voldemort's soul fragment, although it did not bring enhancement, but gave me a surprise," Wilkes murmured and then lowered his arm.
Recalling a large amount of information in his mind just now, as if there was a large amount of knowledge about black magic, Wilkes was surprised and subconsciously wrinkled his dry lips.
"The Imperius Curse, the Killing Curse, the Heart Drilling Curse, the Dementing Curse, the Fire Curse, the Dark Mirage, Occlumency..."
Wait, wait, too much!
Wilkes was almost lost, but he did not expect that he would get some of Voldemort's memories of dark magic!
I do not know if it was because of the soul in the Horcrux, but it is just a fragment of his soul. "Devouring the Soul" did not strengthen him but instead gave him the memory of Voldemort!
This made Wilkes surprised and happy, but when he calmed down, he suddenly felt a little sick because not all things in his memory were useful...
"Sure enough, he is a perverted guy. Compared to him, he is a harmless little lamb. It seems that he has to be more careful in the future." Wilkes touched his chest, clutching it.
Because he just happened to learn from his memory, as if he had personally experienced it, using many forbidden dark curses to torture other people, it almost made Wilkes vomit.
It took a long while for Wilkes to slow down, stand up and tremble all over, and shook his head quickly to get rid of the distracting thoughts that kept rising in his mind.
When he calmed down completely, Wilkes regained his sanity, and he was in the mood to look at the room of requirement at this time.
It was in a mess, almost all the shelves collapsed, and none of the books on the wall stayed on the shelves, let alone those with magical properties.
"Yes, I'm really busy tonight." Wilkes covered his forehead with one hand, shook his head helplessly.
However, he chuckled loudly without concealing it and began to tidy up; he was in a good mood.
Walking to a collapsed shelf nearby, Wilkes put his hands on both sides, and with a sudden force, he directly supported the huge shelf!
"Bump!"
After a loud noise, the shelf was successfully erected, and space was vacated on the ground so that he could start collecting the things that fell from the shelf.
Never let go of anything. Wilkes looked like a starving mosquito; even if he knew it was not very valuable, he still put it away.
After finishing this shelf, Wilkes became like a Hercules again, and with the loud noise of "touch," he set up a shelf again.
Seeing the power he possessed at this time, completely resembling a monster, Wilkes once again improved his evaluation of the ability to "Devouring the soul" in his heart.
That night, when Wilkes used the "Devouring the soul" to strengthen his magic power by swallowing the soul of the eight-eyed giant spider, the increase in other aspects was not significant.
But after consuming the souls of all the eight-eyed giant spiders, Wilkes got driven by the desire for power, once again swallowed the last remaining soul, the giant troll's soul.
At that time, even Wilkes was surprised. Although he knew that devouring the soul would strengthen him in all directions, he did not expect the monster's soul to have a shallow increase in magic power, but it increased the physical aspect. It was terrible!
Wilkes experimented in private; his strength at this time can easily lift hundreds of pounds of weight with one hand.
Wilkes was dumbfounded and laughed a little. He was a wizard, so why did he need such great power?
However, this made him know the benefits that he got at this time. Sure enough, the power of the body is also essential.
With the items that are rich in magical properties and all the magic books, Wilkes put them in the dragon skin bag, and it was almost morning.
Not daring to stay any longer, Wilkes hurried out of the responsive house and returned to the common room in Ravenclaw.
It was another harvest night that relied on his memories of the original scenario of Harry Potter to get many benefits.
Except for Wilkes's surprise, he swallowed Voldemort's soul and destroyed one of his Horcruxes but did not trigger the system, which made Wilkes confused for a while.
However, after gaining incredible benefits, Wilkes did not feel any loss and was already content.
On the contrary, because of Voldemort's memory, he had a plan in his heart.
During the Christmas holidays, he will try to go to a place where he can quickly get everything he wants.
And in that place, maybe he could still sell the things he had and get the Galleons that he needs to find many good things.
Wilkes felt that he had become a hidden winner in a night. Even when he was sleeping, his mouth could not help but smile.
...
While Wilkes had a bumper harvest in the middle of the night, the other side suffered an unprecedented blow.
"No!! Who the hell is it?!"