A ruined Hogwarts

In the quiet white space, Owen sat on a chair with his legs crossed, holding a quill and writing and drawing in a notebook.

To create a spell, you must first determine what effect you want, and then determine what basic spell principles are required. Under normal circumstances, what is needed next is in-depth research and repeated experiments, with the support of inspiration and theory to complete the creation of the magic spell. Although the final result is likely to be completely different from the original intention... but the seven-point construction method has been mastered. In the end, Irving just needs to combine and try again and again.

"Then choose gravity." Owen circled on the paper.

As wizards who master mysterious magic, they don't need to understand what gravity is, that's what Muggles call it. In fact, the wizard only needs to know the effects that gravity will cause, such as making a person's body become extremely heavy or light, and then proceed from the effects.

"The first is the 'weight' principle, which can control the increase or decrease of weight." Owen wrote down a word and continued thinking, "Then you can add the 'attraction' and 'repulsion' principles to strengthen or offset the effect of gravity... ...Or you can simply and crudely use 'push' and 'pull' to push and pull towards the ground or the sky, and you can achieve similar effects."

"Huh? In this case, just create a spell about gravity or repulsion. Gravity is more complicated." Thinking of this, he directly changed his mind, "Gravity, gravity... tsk tsk, that's interesting."

Thinking of a certain anime he had watched in his previous life, Owen stood up enthusiastically and began to use the "Seven-Part Construction Method of Magic Runes" to simply and crudely combine the "attraction" and "pull" principles of the magic spell.

Owen waved the wand in his hand, and some of the debris around him trembled slightly, then calmed down.

"Tsk, failed, try the next combination." He murmured and continued to wave the wand, causing invisible fluctuations to spread out.

The chair next to him exploded in an instant, and the flying wood fragments almost pierced his eyes.

"Fail, continue..."

The dummy used to practice spells shook violently, then flew towards Owen, but suddenly disintegrated in mid-air and shattered into a pile of dregs.

"continue……"

There was a flash of bright purple sparks and a loud explosion that was deafening. Owen only felt severe pain in his arm. His right arm seemed to have been cut by countless red-hot blades, and it was instantly covered with black scars.

"Hey, it's really dangerous." Owen bared his teeth and shook his arm, and the injured arm returned to its original shape in the blink of an eye. In the wall-facing space, all injuries he suffered could be instantly healed according to his thoughts.

"continue!"

After trying dozens of times, Owen finally grasped the rudiment of this curse. With a slight tap of the wand in his hand, all the surrounding debris flew towards him as if being pulled, and finally stopped suddenly as the wand was pressed down.

"Not bad, but the pulling strength needs to be strengthened. In the future, objects can also be marked to pull specific things. Although it is similar to the flying spell, the advantage is that it can pull multiple objects at once, and it can also summon teammates to run away. Or interfere with and interrupt the enemy's spells..."

Then, Owen pointed his wand at a dummy in front of him, and all the debris instantly changed direction and hit the dummy like an invisible rope pulling it, squeezing each other into a big, twisted, loose ball.

"Hmm... Sure enough, it's still not attractive enough and needs to be improved..." Owen nodded, but the general prototype was already there.

"The spell is: to unite into one." Owen frowned and thought, "But, creating a magic spell by taking advantage of it is not the right way."

It stands to reason that when a creator uses a self-created spell, he can completely release it without a spell, because no one knows his own spell better than the creator himself. However, Owen found that the spell he composed using the seven-part construction method was difficult to directly release without a spell, which greatly reduced the value of this construction method.

"It is highly dangerous and of low value. No wonder it is used as a test question. For ordinary wizards, it is simply too long to live. But it is unexpectedly suitable for me." Owen closed his eyes slightly and thought carefully, "But as a As a test for students, it is indeed too dangerous..."

After opening his eyes, he had returned to reality. Metis's sapphire eyes were as bright as ever, but he remained patiently silent.

"I've created it." Owen smiled at the eagle head, took out his wand and demonstrated it casually, and then explained his ideas and principles of application to Metis.

"..." Metis was silent for a long time, seemingly not understanding why Owen could complete the creation of the curse without just one attempt. But she obviously had a way to confirm that Owen was not cheating, so she said in a light tone: "Congratulations on passing the first test. Next, you will face a test, and the knowledge of Ravenclaw will only be given to the smart and studious The little wizard. After passing this exam, you can get the inheritance."

"Oh?" Owen twirled the wand in his hand with interest, his movements so skillful and smooth that it was dazzling.

"The exam questions have been adjusted according to your age. You need to reach a certain score to pass." Metis' tone was still melodious.

As her voice spread, the floor and walls of the circular room began to shake slightly. Simple and elegant bookshelves emerged from the walls, with thick ancient books placed on them. Each book seemed to contain unfathomable magical power.

In the blink of an eye, this medium-sized room suddenly expanded countless times and turned into a huge library! Rows of bookshelves are arranged in a circle around the central statue, and the entire space is instantly filled with a scent of books.

"They are the knowledge you will gain..." Metis said.

Then, the stone book on the eagle-headed round platform slowly lowered, and an ancient piece of parchment slowly spread out in its original position, with a long black quill floating next to it.

"There are a hundred questions in total. The quill will sense the knowledge in your brain and answer it for you."

"During the exam, you may encounter questions that you don't know the answer to. After all, this is a question set thousands of years ago." Metis hummed, "But you have a chance to get the answer."

"You can choose to exchange the knowledge in your brain with me, and I will receive them as reward. You will forget them, but you can make them up through learning in the future. Or you can choose to exchange them for the knowledge you will acquire. Whenever you In exchange for an answer to a question, the knowledge you gain in the future will be randomly reduced."

"Everything depends on your own decision." Metis' tone remained gentle.

"But you won't tell me how many questions need to be answered correctly to pass, right?" Owen tilted his head and looked at the test paper and quill on the stone table.

"Yes." There was a hint of undetectable smile in Metis's voice.

"Interesting." Owen muttered to himself, which means full marks are enough.

He reached out and touched the black quill. The quill bounced as if it had come to life. After spinning around him like a puppy, he began to write rapidly on the parchment.

Owen carefully read the questions on the parchment. Most of them were ones he had already mastered, but some of them involved too unfamiliar knowledge, and some even used ancient names that had long been abandoned.

After the quill finished answering, there were nine questions left on the parchment. Like other topics, they were not profound, but they touched upon Owen's knowledge blind spots. After all, with his current knowledge, it was impossible to cover everything.

Faced with this situation, Owen did not panic at all, and remained calm and personable as usual.

Now, he is faced with a choice. Should we give up current knowledge, give up future knowledge, or simply end the exam and leave the results to fate...or Métis.

It all depends on his own choice.