Looking at the three golden cards in front of him, Aylwin didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.
One of the Snape Cards was useless, but the other two were actually the same person.
Tom Riddle
Title: Lord Voldemort, Second Generation Dark Lord
[Black Magic Talent: 8]
[Defense Against the Dark Arts: 6]
...
Curses: The Three Unforgivable Curses and many other dark arts.
[Special skill: The method to make Horcruxes.]
Aylwin was completely dizzy.
How could he have one Snape card and two Voldemort cards?
My black magic talent is already at the max level, what use is there for me to have you!
Oh, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Then it was fine.
According to the introduction of the system, every time Aylwin fused cards, he could not get more than the upper limit of the card level 1.
Voldemort, for example, could reach level-7 with his Defense Against the Dark Arts talent.
However, if he were to fuse any Level-6 Defense Against Dark Arts talent, he would not be able to break through to Level-8.
Voldemort drew two cards and raised it to seven.
Aylwin was delighted and used the three cards perfectly.
Next, he looked at the pile of purple cards and counted them. There were a total of 18 cards. The drop rate was not bad.
He looked at the reward carefully.
The more he looked, the weirder Aylwin's face became. In the end, his handsome face twisted together with a weird expression.
These sixteen cards were:
Potionology knowledge x1, Charms knowledge x1, Transfiguration knowledge x1, and…
Heart-piercing Carpal Bone x5, Avada Kedavra x5, Fierce Fire Curse x5.
Aylwin was speechless.
"System, tell me, did you do it on purpose? Why is it all black magic?”
Aylwin was speechless. 18 purple cards, 15 black magic cards, and two Voldemort gold cards.
Well, Snape's half.
Did he just poke into the dark Magi's nest?
Helpless, Aylwin could only combine all the cards.
The change in talent was something that he had not experienced. Innumerable information about spells surged in Aylwin's mind.
Five minutes later, Aylwin slowly opened his eyes and exhaled.
He stretched out his palm and slowly opened it. A ball of silver flame appeared in his hand.
With Aylwin's will, the flame kept changing its shape.
An eagle, a lion, a snake, and finally, it became Furui, a soaring phoenix.
He clenched his fist and the flame disappeared without leaving any wound on Aylwin's hand.
"I remember Malfoy's sidekicks had red Fire Charms. Grindelwald's Fierce Fire was blue.”
"It seems that everyone's color is different, but silver is not bad either.”
Aylwin murmured.
Right now, his level of Fierce Fire wasn't about the same as Grindelwald's, but it wasn't far off.
At most, he would draw one or two more times and that would be enough.
As for Crabbe and Goyle. He even burned himself to death after releasing a fierce fire.
In the system, it was probably not even level 1.
Then, Aylwin checked his other spells and found that they all had different levels of improvement.
His mana had also increased significantly.
"Open my personal attribute panel.”
Aylwin ordered the system.
A blue screen appeared in front of him.
[Host: Aylwin Gaunt]
[Age: 11]
[Birthday: October 31]
[Identity: First year at Hogwarts]
[Bloodline: Witch Spirit (Awakening, growing with strength until fully awakened)]
[Mana Scale: 19.4]
[Magic Item: Guardian Necklace, Felicity Potion x1, Instant Mana Recovery Potion x3]
[Charms: 6 (Outstanding)]
[Dark Magic Defense: 7 (Genius)]
[Shapeshifting Spell Talent: 4 (Extraordinary)]
[Potionology Talent: 6 (Outstanding)]
[Dark Magic: 9 (Demon King Descends)]
[Spells: Fierce Fire Curse, Avada Kedavra Curse, Carpal Bone Crusher (List only the three with the highest proficiency)]
[Gold Coins: 0]
Looking at the black magic talent on his interface and the three spells with the highest proficiency, he fell silent.
Aylwin felt that he was the best candidate for the third generation of the Dark Lord.
Even though he had checked in regularly and had drawn many other spells, the purple card still gave him a lot of proficiency.
Now, he had drawn five purple cards at once. Coupled with his talent in black magic, his level of black magic had suddenly increased to a level second only to the three demon kings.
I should be at the level of an Elite Auror now, right?
Through the system's display of various talents and mana. Aylwin divided the wizards in the magic world into several grades.
Those who did not graduate were not mentioned.
Ordinary adult wizards, elite adult wizards, Auror, elite Auror, professors, and pseudo-Legends like Dumbledore.
The reason why he thought Dumbledore and the others were pseudo-legends.
It was because their talent level had not reached level 9. That was why Aylwin added a real legendary level to it.
It was used to motivate his future self.
Aylwin's current magic power level was far beyond that of ordinary wizards, four or five times that of theirs.
With the addition of the curses he kept drawing, he could easily deal with an Auror, or even an Elite Auror, at normal standards.
If Aylwin used his own black magic, even a professor wizard like Snape would have to be careful.
Nodding, Aylwin was quite satisfied with his strength. After all, he had only been in Hogwarts for less than two months. He had the strength he had now.
When Voldemort resurrected, he would have the power to protect himself.
If he was lucky, he could draw more gold cards to increase his magic power limit.
Perhaps Aylwin would go up to Voldemort with his wand.
When the time came, he would defeat Voldemort, break up the Death Eaters, and then establish his own organization, becoming the three...
I can't think about it anymore.
It must be the stupid system that allowed me to draw so much black magic and affected my mind.
How could I be the third generation heir?
Shaking his head, Aylwin threw away the unreliable idea in his mind.
At this moment, the system's voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
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