Necromancers Guide to Magic

Daphne Ludwig took out fifteen gold coins from her purse and placed them onto Mr. Ollivander’s hands.

His wand was bought and this meant that their diagonal alley journey was coming to an end, Benjamin had to return to the gloom and dark Ludwig Estate.

One month later.

“Oh, my dear, I’m calling your father, baby, do not you remember where the vampire bats I prepared went, Duke?”

Yes, Benjamin did not want to admit, his gentle and some simple mother, even to his pet is a vampire bats.

“Mother, I think Hogwarts’ notice clearly states that pets can only have …” But Benjamin’s standard speech was interrupted by Mrs. Ludwig.

“Hogwarts? Oh, baby, do you not know that we are black magician, right? And that Dumbledore, that is, your princ.i.p.al, I and your dad cannot wait to see him. A powerful role, but he unfortunately belongs to Gryffindor.”

Benjamin wanted to shake his head, and said he did not understand. Because he did not he took a vampire bats to the school without having any contact.

“Hey, it seems I can only do some camouflage to it.” Benjamin thought, he could not rely on this pair of parents.

Benjamin finally packed up and then got a cute vampire bats unexpected.

An ordinary bat is different, this is a relatively small size. I mean, probably as big as b.u.t.terflies and in the hands of Benjamin it was flying.

“Baby, Nana loves you.”

Yes, Nana is the name of the bat, but according to Benjamin who has used thousands of bats to do experiments, this is a male bat.

This world is crazy, and if the bat can speak, Benjamin is very happy to discuss its name with it.

For the first time in the face of Benjamin, Duke demonstrated his superb magic, a teleport spell.

When Benjamin dizzy, he came to a train in front.

“Go, boy,” said Duke, trying to put on a strict father act said, “If you do not go to Slytherin, I think you’ll get a Howler.”

Howler? Sounds like it’s not a good thing.

When Benjamin stepped onto the train, he was not surprised at all.

Because this thing in his time had long ago, but this is the magician’s patent, they call it, magic steam car. He also heard that the church is also building their own trains, of course, just heard about it.

The whole train is now filled with wizards from around the world, as of today this was the world’s best wizard school. Hogwarts has always had such a charm to it.

There were so many people at the station.

When a group of children with runny noses walked from Benjamin’s side with his mouth shouting loudly, he had the urge to just injure them.

Unfortunately, Benjamin has a principle not to kill a child.

He is often proud of his own principles. The church was the group of hypocriticals. There is no principle. (The church would kill children found practicing the dark arts, or magic not approved by the church I.E. anyone not taught by them).

“Let me have one, please.”

“I said, you do not have eyes? Benjamin?” When Benjamin hit Draco, Draco said, surprised.

Benjamin is also curious to look at Draco, not a month, the boy seems even more weak. Really, if not his body without the scent of corpses, he would think that Draco was also a Necromancer.

“You have not found a place yet?” Draco asked, in front of outsiders, he has always been elegant, especially in front of him this person or Ludwig family heir.

His father is trying to win the support of the Ludwig family.

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cks his brow, he does not find a suitable location, he did not want to sit next to stupid new students. In front of the platinum n.o.bility, he was acceptable.

Benjamin sat next to Draco and sat with three of his attendants.

Pansy Parkinson, a good witch, but her eyes are on the platinum n.o.ble body, so let her look particularly dumb.

Benjamin withdrew his gaze from the girl.

Later Draco went out and looked triumphant on the way back.

“You guess who I met?” Draco asked, his eyes proud and disdained.

In Benjamin’s view, this kid was completely self righteous.

So he did not care about Draco.

“You met someone, Draco?” Asked Golye.

“That savior, I mean Harry Potter! There is a lightning-like scar on his forehead, just stupid,” Draco said.

Lightning? Benjamin remembered, his day at the door of Mrs. Moggin robe shop that met the boy, turned out to be the savior of the wizarding world?

Looks like he and Draco do not deal with it.

“The most important thing is that he and the Weasley family who sit together, I mean, he and the group of poor floks are born naturally right, I almost forgot, that compartment there is a certain mud species As soon as I went in I smelled a scent of acid and nausea.” Draco very vividly made a gesture of vomiting.

Mudblood species, that is, parents are Muggles.

Benjamin seems to determine the status of a shaman should be there personal strength, rather than descent. Of course, what is courage and character if not an individual ideology.

That is the idea of the weak.

“Draco, your voice is really so noisy, I want to sleep.” Benjamin said coldly, his eleven-year-old child’s face and the sound is not a rude one, but there is a strange deterrent.

Draco closed his mouth.

His attendants, of course, shut up.

The Train ran along the way through the mountains, and finally came to the history castle Hogwarts.

“This castle reminds me of a vampire castle.” Benjamin cannot help but say. The vampire, a high-level death creature, only intermediate level Necromancers may refine them.

“What did you say? Vampire, I heard in the Forbidden Forest there are vampires.” Draco said at his side.

Professor Quirrell, who was standing near them, could not help but tremble when he heard the vampire words.

Benjamin touches the name of the forest to keep it in mind. He’d really want to know, as a Necromancer what a vampire will be like.

The vampire bat in his pocket shook violently after he heard his own name.

Then Pansy asked with concern. “Ludwig, the b.u.t.tons on your chest are moving!”

Yes, Benjamin put the vampire bat into a b.u.t.ton before going out and put it on his chest pocket.

If you let Professor McGonagall know, I am afraid his final exam this year can be directly pa.s.sed out.

“Miss Parkinson, thank you for reminding me that my b.u.t.ton is homesick.”

*Weirdo* This is what Pansy thought of Benjamin but also noted that it is undeniable that he is handsome and elegant.