Amidst various minor incidents, spring arrived in the Scottish Highlands, flowers bloomed, temperatures gradually rose, and Hogwarts welcomed the exam season.
Vizette's life remained fulfilling; he continued his studies daily and made progress in his research on silent spellcasting.
A lot had happened during this period.
Harry, Hermione, Ron, Neville, and Draco were all penalized 50 points for being caught by Filch while out at night.
Vizette was still somewhat shaken when he heard the news.
Every Friday night, he would also return to Hogwarts very late, which theoretically also violated the school rules.
Perhaps it was because of Dumbledore's advice that Filch never caused him any trouble.
This incident served as a warning to Vizette, who became more cautious on his way back to the lounge to avoid being caught by Filch.
Although he had no real conflict with Filch, Fred and George described the doorman as someone not to be trifled with.
Vizette walked cautiously down the secluded corridor, still pondering the matter of the Soul Labyrinth.
All the pleasant memories he could think of transformed into positive emotions, filling the labyrinth of his soul.
According to Aberforth, completing this task in just a few months was a remarkable feat.
Just then, he heard footsteps behind him.
Considering it might be Filch on night patrol, Vizette instinctively quickened his pace, intending to leave this place of trouble.
Before he could take two steps, a cold, unpleasant voice suddenly rang out, "Quirinus, aren't you going to say hello to your good student?"
Vizette's heart sank, and a question arose in his mind: Professor Quirrell? Why is there another voice?
"No... Ah!"
After a painful groan, Quirrell, panting heavily, stood in front of Vizette.
Quirrell's face was as white as paper, and he was wearing a large robe, which seemed to conceal something inside.
Vizette looked worried. "Professor Quirrell, you..."
Hahahaha!
A harsh, mocking laugh came from the back of Quirrell's head. "Vizette Lovegood, I am your true professor! Understand?"
When Vizette heard the voice, he already had a guess about its source.
He remained calm and said slowly, "All the knowledge I've learned was taught to me by Professor Quirrell. He... is my true professor!"
"Ah...how touching! I almost drowned in tears!" the voice continued.
A dark green light instantly enveloped Quirrell's face. Vizette, seeing Quirrell convulsing on the ground, anxiously shouted, "What are you trying to do?!"
"nothing."
The dark green light continued to torment Quirrell.
"I know you, Vizette Lovegood! You are very talented, talented in every aspect, and favored by professors in various disciplines… In fact, we are the same kind of people,"
Vizette clenched his fist, but maintained his calm tone, "How can someone who doesn't even give their name be the same kind of person as me?"
"You won't even give your name? Hahahaha!" The voice burst into another fit of maniacal laughter. "It's because you're afraid to mention my name! Understand?"
"Voldemort, is that it?" Vizette took a deep breath.
Voldemort possessing Quirrell was undoubtedly the worst possible outcome.
Just then, he felt the pendant box on his chest getting warm...
Not only that, but he also felt warmth in his palm, a comforting sensation from Fawkes.
This was a good sign, indicating that Fawkes was paying attention to him, and it also suggested an additional possibility—Dumbledore was also watching him.
"He actually called me by my first name? But he's still a student, there's still room for him to be disciplined..." Voldemort seemed to be asking and answering himself, as he removed the black and green light that had been lingering on Quirrell's face.
"Professor Quirrell, are you alright?" Vizette immediately stepped forward and helped Quirrell up.
"Thank you so much! Thank you for helping my servant up!" It was Voldemort who spoke.
Quirrell had fallen into a coma, but was held up by some kind of magic and was forced to stand up by Voldemort.
Voldemort continued, "Vizette Lovegood, my servant seems incapable of acting... but I have an operation to perform tonight, so why don't you take over?"
Vizette said coldly, "Do I have any other choice?"
He noticed that the dark green light was swirling around Quirrell's neck, which was a clear indication.
"You're very clever," Voldemort laughed again. "You go first! We're going to the Forbidden Forest!"
Vizette pursed his lips and continued forward in silence, keeping an eye on his surroundings as he went.
Hogwarts Castle seemed unusually quiet tonight, and even Filch, the night patrolman, was nowhere to be seen.
They came to a wide meadow, where Vizette finally spotted Filch.
Not only Filch, but also Harry, Ron, Neville... a total of five students followed behind Filch.
Following Filch's direction forward, Vizette could be fairly certain that Filch's group's destination was the Forbidden Forest.
Could it be because of Harry and his friends' nighttime outing?
Vizette remembered that Hannah had told him a few days ago that Harry and the others would be punished with labor for their nighttime outing.
"What's wrong, Vizette Lovegood? Do you have a problem with that old, wicked doorman? Or those five brats?" Voldemort's eerie voice came from behind.
"Follow your heart and kill them, okay? You've learned so much dark magic, you must be able to find something suitable to deal with them, right? Give it a try! Put your knowledge into practice!"
"The Sectumsempra can turn them into fertilizer for the lawn. Just think... how perfect it would be to nourish the lawn with fertilizer! It would also improve the environment of Hogwarts..."
Vizette could indeed sense something trying to enter his consciousness and soul through sound...
However, due to the obstruction of the Soul Labyrinth, these things quickly vanished without a trace.
He pursed his lips, quickened his pace, and hurried toward the Forbidden Forest.
He could also faintly hear Harry and Ron calling his name.
To avoid any accidents, Vizette bypassed Hagrid's hut and chose to enter the Forbidden Forest from the other end.
"You really have potential… Vizette Lovegood!" Voldemort cackled. "You're quite adept at deliberately avoiding that big oaf!"
"Actually, you don't need to suppress yourself so much... You should learn to unleash your true nature and release the evil thoughts in your heart. If a person suppresses themselves too much, they will definitely not be able to fully unleash the power of magic, do you understand?"
"Oh? I don't quite understand what you mean," Vizette replied.
"Aren't you an Obscurial? That's the result of suppressing magic and talent," Voldemort casually remarked. "Otherwise, what do you think Hogwarts is for?"
"It's about letting you unleash your talents, not suppress your magic, learn to control and master the skills of casting magic, and understand how to freely use your abilities."
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