Chapter 54: Experiment

Back in his dormitory, Allen felt uneasy; he tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Looking at the sleeping Harry, he suddenly wanted to test the binding power of the Unbreakable Vow; he wanted to say to Harry, "I am learning Dark Arts from Professor Quirrell."

So he shook Harry awake.

"What's wrong? Allen," Harry said groggily, then let out a huge yawn, "It's so late, is something the matter?"

Allen's heart leaped to his throat; he felt his throat extremely dry; he dared not look at Harry and said hoarsely, "I..."

Then he froze; he felt a sudden chill at the position of his heart, while his body gave him frantic warnings; he felt his body hair stand on end at once, cold sweat already flowing down his body, while his sixth sense told him that speaking further would kill him.

Allen still didn't quite believe in the omen; he wanted to continue probing further.

"... am... and..." he painfully spat out these two words; at this moment the chill at his heart expanded; Allen felt his entire heart freeze; every cell in his body trembled for the destruction about to come; the warning of death lingered in his mind; his lungs seemed gripped tightly by a huge hand, making him unable to breathe; he knew that if he wanted to speak on, he still could speak it out, but the moment he finished, he would die instantly.

Allen could still maintain his sanity; he knew he had already achieved the purpose of the test; he suddenly retracted the thought in his mind to continue speaking further.

Instantly he felt his whole body relax; the chill at his heart vanished; all discomfort vanished; he breathed in air in great gasps; he felt as if he had been drowning for a long time.

"Allen, what's wrong with you?" Harry noticed Allen's abnormality at this moment; he reached out concernedly to touch Allen's forehead and found it covered in cold sweat.

"What exactly is wrong with you? Did your stomach start acting up again? Do you need me to take you to the hospital wing?" Harry's sleep vanished instantly; he began to panic.

"No need," Allen had recovered his strength by now, "I was just a bit unwell just now; I feel much better now; you don't need to worry about me; go to sleep early!"

Harry looked at Allen with concern; he still felt a bit uneasy: "If you're unwell, don't force yourself; I can take you to the hospital wing anytime."

Seeing Harry's worried gaze, Allen felt warmth in his heart: "It's fine, really fine; I feel nothing now; if there's a problem, I'll find you."

Seeing Allen's state, Harry still felt a bit uneasy; he frowned tightly and finally instructed: "If you have a problem, wake me up anytime!"

"Okay! Okay!" Allen said helplessly with a bitter smile at Harry.

Harry then returned to his bed...

Allen lay back on his own bed; looking at the top of his canopy, he fell into deep thought.

The binding power of the Unbreakable Vow is indeed very strong; no wonder it was listed first in the book "Research on Oath Spells"; the binding force of oaths is indeed very strong; he still felt his heart race at that feeling of imminent death.

The effect of the constraint is the same as the book says; it seems Professor Quirrell didn't play any tricks; he hopes the professor will keep his promise and teach him Dark Arts.

He took out his notebook from his trunk again; written on it in Chinese were the contents of short videos related to Harry Potter that he had recently recalled from his past life; of course, for many sensitive characters and locations, he used terms only he understood as substitutes; others who got hold of it wouldn't understand the meaning inside.

He read the contents carefully, trying to piece together some plotlines, especially the plot of the first year; he didn't know how many times he had done this, but his efforts were always in vain; he couldn't sort out a single plotline, and couldn't even recall some useful information.

He felt he had fallen into a fog, with dangers lurking around the fog; he didn't know where the danger would come from, only that there would be danger; this plunged him into fear, because the most terrifying thing is the unknown.

He began to blame himself again for not watching Harry Potter movies or reading the novels in his past life, only scrolling through some short videos that were second creations.

Allen quickly realized he had fallen into anxiety again; he quickly pulled himself out of the anxious emotion using his own method, because he knew things were already this way; complaining or worrying further was useless.

Now the only one he could rely on was himself; begging heaven or people is not as good as begging oneself; as long as he is strong enough, all difficulties and villains are paper tigers.

Thinking of this, Allen suddenly looked forward to Professor Quirrell's next tutoring session.

What powerful spell would he teach him?

With this thought, Allen quickly fell asleep...

Unknowingly, it was the 10th of this month again; Allen, following custom, went to Professor Snape to collect the potion for the current month.

Professor Snape still wore that expressionless face; this time he still didn't let him enter the room, but made him finish the potion at the doorway.

After drinking the potion, Allen walked back unsteadily, feeling Professor Snape's villainous aura growing heavier.

Back in the dormitory, Allen, familiar with the process, prepared for the wand talent transformation; in a short while he fell asleep...

Early the next morning, thunderbird eyes indeed transformed out again; Allen returned to his usual spot to start recording ancient runes.

But the ancient runes for the other mastered spells were too long; one day was simply not enough to record them; could he only copy them in parts?

Allen quickly realized he was being foolish; he had been foolish before too.

He used the recorded ancient runes to expand the new usage of the Lumos spell, the Cleaning spell, and the Unlocking spell (the Unlocking spell hadn't found a usage yet); each time he expanded, he discovered new usage by analyzing the meaning of the key in the key-value pair with an empty value; so why did he have to copy down all the key-value pairs of a spell? Wouldn't it suffice to copy only the keys of the key-value pairs with an empty value?

So Allen took action; in not too long a time, he recorded down all the keys of the key-value pairs with an empty value for the spells he had mastered.

He even didn't delay today's classes.

Professor McGonagall was very interested in the thunderbird eyes Allen transformed out for the third time; she also told Allen that she had mailed a photo of Allen's eyes she had taken earlier to a man named Newt Scamander, asking him about knowledge regarding Allen's eyes; recently she had received a reply from Newt Scamander.

Then she let Allen see Newt Scamander's reply; in the letter, Newt Scamander confirmed that Allen's eyes were indeed thunderbird eyes; then he expressed interest in Allen's talent and stated that he would visit Hogwarts to see Professor McGonagall and Allen when he had time, and welcomed Allen to correspond with him.

Allen once again fulfilled his contract to cooperate with the research; this time Professor McGonagall collected some of Allen's tears and a few eyelashes; the whole process, Allen didn't want to mention again.

As he left, Professor McGonagall mentioned again the part in Newt Scamander's letter welcoming Allen to correspond with him; she thought this was a very good opportunity for Allen.

But Allen was clearly a bit distracted; he felt that knowing some famous scholar couldn't change his current dangerous situation; but he still promised Professor McGonagall to learn about this person, Newt Scamander.