Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

The eighth floor of the castle.

Kyle had been to the principal's office many times, and he found the gargoyle statue with ease and gave the password.

The statue jumped to the side, revealing the passage behind it.

In the principal's office, Dumbledore was looking for something in front of the bookshelf, and turned his head when he heard the door being opened.

"I really hope my invitation doesn't bother you," he said cheerfully, "but please wait a moment, I think I'm about to find it... Oh, here it is."

Dumbledore pulled out a thin volume from the bookshelf?

"I think now is the time to honor our previous agreement."

He smiled and said, "Remember? When we were in that cave, I promised to teach you a magic spell."

"Of course, I have never forgotten it." Kyle suddenly became excited, but then asked doubtfully: "But Professor, do you have time now? I mean... the Philosopher's Stone."

"Refining the Philosopher's Stone is destined to be a long process, Kyle." Dumbledore said, "After the preparations are completed, we can't do much to help. All we can do is wait patiently.

"This period of time is just enough for me to fulfill my previous promise...I was supposed to teach you when school started, but I didn't expect that it has been delayed until now. I think you must be anxious."

Kyle said nothing, acquiescing.

He was really anxious to wait, but every time he saw Dumbledore in a hurry, he was embarrassed to ask, especially after Nicolas Flamel came to school.

"Please forgive me for asking, why do you want to learn from Vulcan to clear the way... Well, that's the name of the curse." Dumbledore looked at Kyle, "Explore the mystery of the curse? Or pursue powerful magic? ?”

"Both." Kyle thought for a while and said, "But more of it is because of love and curiosity."

"Oh?" Dumbledore's expression changed slightly.

"To be honest, I don't actually lack powerful spells." Kyle sat on the chair opposite Dumbledore, "For example, the Fire Curse."

There was a clanking sound all around.

That came from the principal's portrait. They seemed to have never expected that a student would be so bold as to admit that he knew black magic in front of Dumbledore.

The principals could no longer pretend to be asleep, so they all gathered in the largest picture frame and started whispering.

But Dumbledore acted very calmly, as if Kyle just said something normal.

"Although saying this may make me appear arrogant..." Kyle also didn't think there was anything wrong and continued: "But I think I have mastered and used this spell skillfully.

In terms of power and destructive power alone, I think there are not many magic spells that can compare to Li Huo. "

"Indeed." Dumbledore nodded in agreement.

The reason why Li Huo is not included in the Unforgivable Curse is just because there is the nemesis of All Curses, not because it is not powerful enough.

"I thought you would say it was for self-protection," Dumbledore said.

"There are also reasons for this." Kyle said, "But it will definitely not be used under normal circumstances. What I learned from the professor is enough."

Kyle recalled: “For example, in the first grade, Oren told me to carry a broomstick with me, which is a very practical means of self-protection.

"In my second grade, Quirrell showed me the Fire Spell, which I also learned at that time.

"Although the third-year Lockhart was not very reliable, he finally gave me a notebook of oblivion spells. To a certain extent, this spell is quite powerful, and it can directly make a person lose the ability to resist.

“The most important thing is that it fully complies with the Wizarding Law. As long as it doesn’t steal other people’s memories like Lockhart did, you can use it with confidence.

"Lupine in the fourth grade...well...Lupine taught him..."

Kyle thought about it again and again, but he didn't remember that Lupine had taught him anything extra. The only Patronus Charm he had learned before school started.

"Well...he taught me how to identify werewolves." Kyle said vaguely.

"There is also fifth-year Professor Moody..."

Kyle was stuck again, because the Iron Armor Curse was something he had learned before.

At this time, Kyle suddenly realized that something seemed a little wrong.

Why is it that what he is talking about now is all taught by those unorthodox professors, while the serious professors have become dispensable.

Isn't this right...

Dumbledore seemed to have noticed this. He looked at Kyle, who looked suspicious of life, and shook his head in amusement. At the same time, he felt some comfort in his heart.

Although the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors he found had their own problems, at least someone learned something really useful from them, which also proved that his decision was not completely wrong.

"Every wizard is curious and wants to explore more magic." Dumbledore said, "Including me, this is normal."

"That's good," Kyle said.

"Actually, I'm just asking this question out of curiosity. No matter how you answer, I will teach you because I promised... By the way, I'll give this to you."

Dumbledore handed the booklet in his hand to Kyle, "I wrote this a long time ago, and it is also the basic theory that must be mastered to learn the Vulcan Way."

Kyle took the book and looked at the slightly faded cover.

"The Evolution of Magic Texts: Spells and Symbols"

"Ancient magic text?"

"To be precise, it should be runic magic."

Dumbledore explained: "Using a wand to write magic words and using symbols to replace spells was the original form of magic. It was powerful, but complicated and difficult to control. If you are not careful, magic may backfire on you.

"It is precisely because of this that the four founders of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin established Hogwarts. They believed that it was necessary to teach the little wizards how to use it correctly. Magic to ensure your own safety.

"But even this could not completely change the situation of fewer and fewer wizards... It was not until hundreds of years later, with the efforts of some far-sighted wizards, that magic words and symbols were gradually replaced by spells and gestures. This That’s why there are more and more students in Hogwarts.”

"Ancient runes and magic..." Kyle whispered.

Sure enough, his previous idea was right. Even if the time turner could allow him to contact people from a thousand years ago again, this behavior would be tantamount to seeking death.

"Professor, how many people were there in Hogwarts a thousand years ago?" Kyle asked curiously.

"According to the records in the Book of Access..." Dumbledore thought for a while, "The minimum number of people was twenty, and the maximum number was less than fifty."

"The same grade?" Kyle blurted out.

"No, everyone."

Dumbledore said with a serious expression, "In fact, if it weren't for the fact that your mastery of ancient runes far exceeds that of most adult wizards, I would not have agreed to teach you this spell. It is too dangerous."

Kyle thought about Dumbledore's words, there are fifty people in one school, which means ten people in one college?

This probably doesn’t need to be divided into grades.

"But here, you don't have to worry about your own safety."

Then Dumbledore changed to another more relaxed tone,

"Then the first thing to learn is to remember the content here."

He pointed at the booklet with his finger, "Only by mastering these most basic theoretical knowledge can we proceed to the next study.

"How about a week, I can call the shots and let the professor...most professors waive your homework for the week, or if you need more time, that's fine."

Kyle flipped through the five-page booklet and said, "No problem, Professor, one week is enough."

"That's good." Dumbledore said, "In that case, our classes will be scheduled every Saturday at nine in the morning. The password will not change then."

"Okay professor," Kyle said, with a hint of anticipation in his tone.

It was the first time he came into contact with ancient rune magic. He was naturally very interested and wanted to come here every day, but Dumbledore had decided so and there was nothing he could do.