A mafia family, a pure-blooded Dark Magic family, and a brother destined to become the Dark Lord in the future.
Either way, Twain was destined to be a villain.
Tang En could even imagine that one day in the future, Dumbledore or the savior Harry Potter would point a wand at his head.
"Give me a chance."
"How can I give you a chance?"
"I didn't have a choice in the past, but now I want to be a good person.”
"Alright, go tell that to the judge of the International Confederation of Wizards and see if he'll let you be a good person.”
"Then you want me to die."
"Sorry, you're the Dark Lord!"
"Who knows?"
An Avada Kedavra Curse shot out from behind him.
Dumbledore or Harry had fallen right in front of them, killed behind the backs of the people they trusted the most.
The scene was quite interesting!
"Ding Dong!"
"Detected that the host has a strong desire to become a good person. The strongest whitewashing system has been activated.”
The sudden voice in his head startled Twain.
He actually brought the system with him!
Since his transmigration, Tang En had always thought that his cheat was his brother Voldemort's.
After the ecstasy, Twain forced himself to calm down quickly.
Keep a low profile!
He had to keep a low profile!
As the destined villain, this was the most basic self-cultivation.
He silently recited the system in his heart, and an interface that only he could see appeared before his eyes.
Twain Corleone
[Bloodline: Corleone (pureblood), Slytherin (pureblood)]
[Magical Talent: Unparalleled (There is no doubt that you are Merlin's illegitimate son)]
[Mana Scale: 13 (12 for an adult wizard)]
[Magic Equipment: None]
[Magic Pet: None]
[Wealth: 24,567,890 gold coins]
Twain could not help but sigh after reading it.
Alright, other than his talent, he was so poor that he only had money left.
Although all the money was currently in Gringotts, Twain was already 11 years old.
Once he received an admission letter from Hogwarts, proving that he had the talent for wizardry, Twain would automatically become the sole heir to the Corleone family's property according to the current wizarding law.
There was no inheritance tax in the magic world. Bloodline was the password to withdraw money.
The goblins 'reputation was still reliable.
Of course, inheriting the Corleone Family's assets meant inheriting the Corleone Family's enemies.
While the Hogwarts owls had not yet arrived and he had not officially entered the public eye, Tang En felt that he could first try the interesting spell that Voldemort had given him.
Three Unforgivable Curses or some other incantation?
Since it was from the Forbidden Section, it must have something to do with black magic.
Twain was certain of this.
He got up and brought a chair over. Standing on it, he took a bottle of ink-like black liquid from the top of the cabinet.
This was a special revealing agent that could reveal hidden information when applied to a letter.
This encryption method came from the Corleone family. Whether it was the materials or the production process, it was all black magic.
If the Ministry of Magic found out, it would definitely be listed as a prohibited item.
Tang En did not mind. After all, Tom had made it, and it was running out.
He poured the revealing agent on the paper. The black liquid seeped into the paper and automatically condensed into a line of words.
A famous spell in the Dark Arts world.
Fire Curse!
Fierce Fire was a powerful evil flame. It used the negative emotions of the spellcaster as fuel and could devour and burn everything, even soul tools.
The point was that the threshold for this spell was so low that even a fool like Crabbe, Malfoy's sidekick, could learn it.
How could Voldemort, who thought highly of himself and held his younger brother Twain to the same standards as himself, give Twain such a simple black magic spell as a school gift?
That's right, the Curse of the Fierce Fire was indeed easy to master, but the problem was that there was only one outcome for ordinary people when they used the Curse of the Fierce Fire.
Playing with fire!
The difficulty of casting the Curse of Fierce Fire was not in casting it, but in controlling it.
Without a high level of magic control, casting this spell was no different from suicide.
It was obvious that Voldemort had mastered the Curse of Fire, and he firmly believed that Twain, who was no less talented than him, could master this difficult spell as well.
There's a kind of love called brother Voldemort thinks you can do it.
Twain was in a difficult position.
With his talent in magic, he was already Merlin's illegitimate son. It was not difficult for him to control the Fierce Fire Curse.
The difficult part was how to conceal his knowledge of the Dark Arts.
Although Dumbledore was not the Headmaster of Hogwarts yet, and the Magic World's attitude toward black magic was not as harsh as it was in later generations, Twain did not want to be targeted so soon.
It was a solution to save it for when he entered school.
But if Twain really did that, he would face an even more difficult problem.
He would be targeted by Voldemort.
Whether it was Dumbledore or Voldemort, it was not something that Tang En could deal with now.
Twain would definitely choose Dumbledore now.
At worst, Voldemort would take the blame.
Of course, he could only cheat his own brother.
After a quick glance at the incantation of the Curse of Fire, Twain was sure that he had mastered the method of casting it.
Just as he was about to try casting the spell for the first time, a system notification rang in his mind without warning.
"The Fierce Fire Curse has been transformed by your sense of justice and has automatically been whitewashed into the Holy Flame Curse!”
A magical and obscure knowledge of magic spells merged into Twain's mind, and he instantly mastered it.
Twain subconsciously raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Pa!
A golden flame appeared between his fingers.
Looking closely at the golden flame in front of him, which was about the size of a lighter flame, Twain decided to test its power.
He raised his hand, and a Summoning Charm sucked the envelope on the table over.
As soon as the thick kraft paper envelope touched the flames, it was instantly burned to ashes.
It was smokeless and dregs free, so "environmental" that it made one's hair stand on end.
Twain tried to expand the flames to cover his palm.
Another Summoning Charm drew the empty bottle of Revealing Potion back.
With a clench of his hand, the flames instantly swallowed the empty bottle, burning it until nothing was left.
The cleansed Holy Flame Curse not only perfectly inherited the characteristics of the fierce fire that could burn everything, but it also no longer needed to use the negative emotions of the caster as fuel.
Anyone who saw the current Holy Flame Curse would find it difficult to associate it with the Fierce Fire Curse.
The power of whitewashing was terrifying!
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