Vizette desperately wanted to take out his notebook, write down everything Voldemort had said, and then take it back to the castle to study it slowly.
Even if much of it is misleading, he could consult with professors at the school and avoid the hidden pitfalls.
"Vizette…my student!" Voldemort's tone was smug. "What a pure Ravenclaw. Is he just having trouble writing down what I have to say?"
"Have you considered leaving Hogwarts with me? I can tell you more about magic! You're an Obscurial, such a unique talent, don't let it go to waste!"
"Leave Hogwarts?" Vizette let out a long breath, his eyes incredibly clear. "I still prefer staying here!"
He scooped the potion from the cauldron into a potion bottle. "The Soul Soothing Potion is ready!"
"What a pity!" Voldemort sighed and waved his hand to dispel the magical energy field.
"Actually, I've really had some doubts... Your talent and abilities are worth nurturing. What a pity! What a real pity!"
Before Voldemort could finish speaking, a rustling sound came from afar, and the tall trees trembled eerily.
"I didn't underestimate your talent; the timing for brewing the potion was just right!" Voldemort put away the potion bottle, then sighed again, "What a pity!"
The trees trembled more and more violently, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, and a dark shadow appeared among the trees.
The dark figure landed with a thud, scattering withered leaves, branches, and broken bones across the ground, raising a cloud of dust and debris.
With a sharp whistling sound, the dark figure suddenly burst through the dust, its eight eyes blinking simultaneously, revealing a burning malice as hot as a branding iron.
With the help of the night vision spell, Vizette was finally able to see what the shadowy figure was...
It was an Acromantula nearly a meter tall, its chelicerae constantly opening and closing, making a "click-click" sound. Its thick, dark bristles shone brightly, making it look quite terrifying.
Vizette used the Guardian Meditation Technique to maximize his perception while rapidly retreating and thrusting his wand forward, shouting, "Transformation!"
The flying dust particles coalesced into vines, which then formed a net in the air, trapping the menacing Acromantula.
As Vizette dealt with the Acromantula, Voldemort said with a smile, "Only a small one came. It seems they don't know what's good for them and didn't realize you were delicious..."
He tried to lift Quirrell's wand by manipulating Quirrell's body, but his arm went limp the next moment.
"Tsk... Since you can't contribute to the upcoming performance... Vizette, this is a little test I'm leaving for you as your professor."
"If you can pass this little test, I'll tell you what the real final exam questions are next week... Stay tuned!"
After saying this, Voldemort strolled away into the distance, leaving Vizette to deal with the Acromantula alone.
Vizette wasn't sure if Voldemort was observing from the shadows or had actually left, so he had no reason to act rashly.
He still didn't know how others viewed ancient magical powers.
To be on the safe side and prevent what is "excellent" from becoming "outrageous," it was best to keep ancient magic out of the public eye.
Therefore, he tried to avoid using ancient magic and instead used his wand to cast shapeshifting spells to restrict the movements of the Acromantula.
Vizette learned from the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" that adult Acromantulas were as tall as a horse-drawn carriage, reaching two or three meters in height.
The Acromantula in front of them was less than a meter tall and could not be considered an adult.
Although this Acromantula was not yet fully grown, it was still worthy of the XXXXX rating.
It opened and closed its chelicerae repeatedly, injecting venom while tearing at the vines. In the blink of an eye, it destroyed the vines and landed in front of Vizette.
Using fire magic in such an environment full of withered grass would be unwise, as it would inevitably cause a fire and attract unnecessary attention.
Vizette attacked with a cutting spell and used a knockback spell to create distance from the Acromantula.
While dodging the webs spewed out by the Acromantula, he pondered his next move.
The Acromantula had strong magic resistance. Cutting spells that could easily cut materials could only leave shallow marks on its carapace.
This showed that it was quite difficult to deal with the Acromantula simply by using magic.
After eliminating that option... there was no doubt that using dark magic was the best solution at present.
Even if ordinary dark magic had no effect, he could enhance its power through Obscurus.
Even though the Acromantula had excellent magic resistance, it was not difficult to deal with it as long as the power of dark magic was strong enough.
The problem was that the feeling of having evil thoughts sweep over one's mind was really unpleasant.
The last time he used the full power of the Sectumsempra was in the castle, with Fred and George by his side, so nothing serious happened.
This time was different from the past.
The extent of the dangers lurking within this vast Forbidden Forest remained unknown.
If dealing with a juvenile Acromantula caused evil thoughts to invade one's will, then he must have fallen into Voldemort's trap.
Etc!
Voldemort!
A sudden thought struck Vizette as he recalled what the undulating demon had once said—
To cast magic "freely" required coordination from multiple aspects, and ideally, one should have a thorough understanding of the principles of magic itself in order to adjust the power of magic "freely".
He didn't take notes; instead, he focused on piecing together fragments of memory and, based on his understanding of magic, summarized the following points.
Vizette intended to combine concepts from his past life to understand the meaning of these words.
"Adjusting the power of magic…is this what they call being in control? Adaptable!" he murmured to himself, continuing to use shapeshifting magic to restrain the Acromantula.
"If I were to unleash the full power of the Sectumsempra, I could easily defeat the Acromantula, but I would be corrupted by its malevolent energy... This is something I don't want to see!"
"What if I bind the Acromantula first, and then adjust the power of the Sectumsempra? I should be able to do it! First, I need to find the Acromantula's weakness!"
Thanks to Quirrell's instruction, Vizette had a deep understanding of the Sectumsempra, which allowed him to try Voldemort's theories and cast spells "freely".
He continued to conjure vines to restrain the Acromantula, while observing its weaknesses.
For most animals, eyes were a weakness, let alone an animal with eight eyes.
Even if you couldn't hit its eyes, hitting the head of the Acromantula was still a good option.
Based on the movements of the Acromantula, Vizette mentally rehearsed what would happen next.
The Acromantula broke through the vines' blockade once again, its eight legs propelling it forward a great distance, arriving in front of Vizette in the blink of an eye...