Tarquin left.
After all, he still didn't dare to truly offend Snape.
Others might not know, but as the scion of an emerging powerful family, Tarquin was certainly aware that Snape could once be considered one of the Dark Lord's most trusted servants. In terms of strength and other aspects, he was quite outstanding. Tarquin dared to provoke others, but he ultimately didn't dare to provoke Snape.
Watching Tarquin depart, Snape stood in the deep, dark corridor and said in a low voice to Sean, "Although Tarquin's family is not one of the Pure-blood Twenty-Eight Families, it is considered one of the best among the emerging families. Compared to many old, declining families, Tarquin's Hunter family is actually more powerful."
Snape's gaze sharpened. "At the same time, Tarquin, who comes from the Hunter family, is also an extreme pure-blood supremacist. His words and actions are very extreme and very dangerous. Stay away from him."
"I understand. Thank you, Professor."
"If you really want to thank me, then stop causing me trouble. Stay honestly at Hogwarts for seven years. However, I think that possibility is very low. With your reckless brain that is infinitely close to Gryffindor's, surviving seven years unscathed is already lucky."
In the end, the Slytherin Snake King still had to spew some venom on Sean.
Looking at the distant, swirling black robes, Sean was thinking about something else entirely.
Just now, he was absolutely certain that Tarquin had murderous intent towards him. He genuinely wanted to kill him. Sean did not have the habit of waiting for someone who wanted to kill him to make their move. Therefore, he had already made a decision. This Tarquin must die.
So, the problem now facing Sean was how to kill someone while removing himself from all suspicion.
Conveniently, he had an alternative plan.
He went straight back to the common room. When he reached the door of his room, he immediately saw a gentle-looking young man waiting for him.
Seeing Sean, the other student immediately stepped forward and said very enthusiastically, "Hello, you must be Sean Bulstrode, right?"
Again? Sean thought. How did I not know I had become so famous?
When Sean saw this person, he vaguely knew that the other student was likely associated with that Tarquin.
Sure enough, the student came up to Sean and introduced himself directly. "Hello, I'm Dorian Cook. First of all, I want to sincerely apologize for Tarquin's rudeness towards you earlier."
"There's no need for an apology," Sean replied calmly. "After all, I didn't suffer any loss."
Seeing Sean so calm and composed, without any visible sign of anger or fear, Dorian's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. Clearly, Sean was very different from the people he had encountered before. But considering Sean's two previous victories in Pure-Blood Duels, such a performance was reasonable.
"That still requires an apology," Dorian insisted. "After all, it was indeed Tarquin who was rude first. However, please also try to understand. Tarquin comes from a pure-blood family and has somewhat adopted some extreme pure-blood ideas, so his actions and demeanor are a bit rude. Please allow me to apologize for his rudeness here."
As he spoke, Dorian took out a palm-sized bag from his pocket and stuffed it into Sean's hand.
Weighing it slightly, Sean knew there were ten Galleons inside. For a student still at Hogwarts, these Galleons were definitely a huge sum of money. Using them for an apology could truly be considered a very sincere gesture.
Sean didn't refuse the Galleons. They were for an apology, and Sean accepted them. However, accepting the apology was one thing. He forgave Tarquin for his sneak attack, but as for Tarquin wanting to kill him, revenge was still necessary.
Weighing the bag in his hand, Sean said to Dorian, "I accept the apology. Do you have anything else?"
Looking at Sean, who skillfully put the Galleons away, Dorian smiled. "Of course I do, but it's already very late today. It's best for you to get some more rest, Sean. I'll visit another day."
"Okay, goodbye."
Watching Dorian depart, Sean smiled faintly. One played the good cop, the other the bad cop. If he were truly a twelve-year-old child, he might actually have been fooled by them. Unfortunately, the soul in his body was no longer that of a twelve-year-old.
Turning around and returning to his room, Sean rested for a while, fed Kulkan some snake food, and then sat down at his desk and opened his grandfather's notes.
Gavin's notes were quite thick, nearly three hundred pages. Sean kept flipping through them until he reached page sixty-six, where he finally saw what he was looking for.
A curse recorded in his Grandfather's notes.
Among the knowledge recorded in Gavin's notes, potions content occupied the majority. There was only a small portion related to curses, but every curse recorded within was a rather insidious and malicious spell.
The curse Sean chose was not the most powerful, nor was it the simplest in difficulty. However, this curse had one major characteristic: it didn't require high strength from the caster. As long as the curse materials were prepared, the target was clear, and there was a genuine desire to kill the other party, even an ordinary first-year student could cast the curse.
Of course, in addition to that, this curse had another characteristic: it was sufficiently secretive. As long as the detailed incantation couldn't be found and the casting location wasn't known, it was impossible to discern who the caster was. This was a major reason why Sean chose this curse.
However, there were two major problems in successfully casting the curse.
The first problem required the blood of magical creatures with strong magical power, such as fire dragons, phoenixes, or thunderbirds. The specific effect of the curse varied with the blood of different magical creatures, and the intensity of the curse also differed depending on the magical power contained in the blood.
The second problem required the hair, blood, or teeth of the target of the curse. To do this without being noticed and without arousing suspicion, one had to carefully look for opportunities to obtain these things.
Compared to the second problem, Sean felt the first problem was easier because he vaguely remembered that in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, a dead unicorn would soon appear. It was important to know that unicorns were also magical creatures on the same level as fire dragons and phoenixes, and their blood would definitely be sufficient for this curse.
As for the second problem, after thinking about it, Sean felt that he couldn't make a move at Hogwarts. Outside of Hogwarts, the only time to act would be when Tarquin went to Hogsmeade. If he weren't afraid of his magic use being tracked by the Ministry of Magic, Sean might have chosen to act in Hogsmeade.
Of course, Tarquin was already in his sixth year. If he were to really deal with him directly, it might not be successful, and if he escaped, that would also be a big problem. A curse was more reliable.
So the question was, how could a first-year Sean go to Hogsmeade without anyone knowing?
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