Hogwarts: Magical Elegy

Many human organs can be removed or replaced, but can the human consciousness and soul be removed and then repaired?

Even if the soul can be repaired in this simple and crude way, there is really too much room for manipulation in this process!

After all, judging from the current situation, the person involved has no idea under what circumstances his body and soul have been replaced.

"Ivern, just now..." Suppressing the lingering fear in her heart, Xifa quickly told Ivern what she encountered in the corridor.

"Don't worry, you are fine! You are who you are!"

After listening to Xifa's story, Ivern twitched the corner of her mouth and showed a slight smile. Seeing that Xifa was still a little worried, she further comforted her.

"Now that you go out for a walk, you won't feel that panic anymore!"

Why? If you don’t understand, just ask. Xifa is not going to go out to verify it, so just ask about the reason.

"That's right! First of all, the source of pollution in your body has been eliminated!"

Hearing this, Xifa nodded in approval. After all, it was something he spit out himself, and his internal organs are still complaining to him until now.

"Secondly, let me ask you, if the curfew time comes, what do you think you should do?"

He was not in a hurry, so Ivern asked instead.

"I? After the curfew time, I will go back to the dormitory and sleep."

Xifa frowned and replied. He felt as if he should grab something, but it was like the breeze passing through his palms. He could touch it but couldn't grasp it.

"So, you also feel that walking out of your dormitory after curfew is not the right thing to do."

Xifa thought about it carefully and felt that it was indeed the case, so he nodded in approval.

"Then do you still remember what Prefect Filius said? Don't violate school rules!"

Boom - The haze in Xifa's heart was dispelled by a thunder.

"What will happen if you violate the school rules?" Xifa asked dryly after swallowing a mouthful of saliva to moisten his throat.

"It depends on the degree of pollution and violations. At first, it was just to scare yourself." Ivern shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, indicating that this was an obvious thing.

"Is it serious?" Xifa was curious.

"There are two results, depending on the degree of pollution and the intensity of the violation." Ivern continued solemnly.

"If the degree of pollution is enough, then this little wizard will be instigated and manipulated at any time! But if the violation is severe enough, he will die!"

"It all sounds like death, what's the difference?" Xifa interjected,

"The former is to control you when you are needed, while the latter is to directly obliterate you!"

"Isn't there still a mirror image?" Xifa asked again.

"Don't you understand? One is to replace you at any time, and the other is to replace you on the spot!"

"But don't worry! The pollution on your body has been purified! As long as there is no pollution on your body, you can violate school rules as you like!"

"However, I've been feeling a little uneasy lately, so I suggest finding a time during the day to secretly go to the Room of Requirement!"

"By the way, we have to avoid all the little wizards! Because in their hearts, we shouldn't appear there!"

After Ivern said so much in one breath, she smacked her lips and seemed to feel a little thirsty. While Xifa was thinking, she took out a bottle of mint-flavored drink from her chest and drank it in one gulp.

"What can I eat?"

Seeing Ivern drinking water, Xifa suddenly thought of this question.

"It's easy! You can eat whatever I eat? I can tell which foods are not contaminated!" Ivern patted his chest and said confidently.

"Is there any way?" Xifa was curious.

"This is an ability granted by the Pen of Acceptance. There is no way to share it! It's a pity that if you used to be able to distinguish it easily!"

My old self?

Ivern seemed to understand him very well, and Xifa quickly asked about his past. Ever since Ivern demonstrated the mechanism of substitution and shielding, he himself had always felt inexplicably flustered.

As more and more memory fragments appeared in his mind, Xifa felt more and more that his life experiences in this life were artificial memories stuffed into his mind.

If nothing else, I would never choose to be a stupid farmer in this era.

"I don't know much about your past, but I recognize your abilities!"

Ivern praised himself without hesitation, and Xifa felt a little embarrassed.

"Actually, I really want to tell you the truth in one breath, but I'm afraid that your consciousness will collapse."

"But now it seems that my worries were unfounded."

"You know Hogwarts can repair itself, right?"

This sentence is an introduction.

Inexplicable memory fragments once again emerged from unknown corners of my mind. After checking, it was found that it was a Hogwarts student who accidentally damaged the castle wall with magic. There was no need for the professor to come to repair it, and the damaged part would be slowly repaired on its own.

It seems that this is a group of little wizards having a scuffle. What is going on?

After thinking for a while, he still had no clue. Xifa had no choice but to let go of the matter and nodded in recognition of Ivern.

"Then let me tell you that Hogwarts is a different kind of living creature. Can you accept it?"

"What's unacceptable is that I would be slightly surprised if it suddenly spoke... Wait a minute!"

At some point, Xifa, who was lying on the bed, suddenly stood upright and crawled over to sit next to Ivern.

"You mean, Hogwarts also has its own copy?!"

In Xifa's mind, a bold guess came to mind.

"Yes! And you are in the clone now!"

"Then what's going on with my memory? And, professor, little wizard, you..."

"This goes back to the original question, the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance!"

"The Book of Access is the carrier of all copies, and it is also the bridge between the original Hogwarts and the mirror image where we are today! The Pen of Acceptance is a tool that modifies the operating rules of the Book of Access!"

"so what?"

"So you are here. It was the Book of Access that brought you in. Fortunately, you rarely use wand spells inside Hogwarts, so the clone cannot block your own light!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Why did you drag me in? Why can't it be someone else?"

"What to do? Of course, help me deal with the guy who disturbs the order! As for why it is you and not others."

"As far as I know, there are only two young wizards in Hogwarts who don't have clones. You and a young wizard named Tom Riddle!"

"And in the past two years, because the Book of Access has been coveted and controlled by unknown forces, I simply cut off the book's connection with the outside world!"

"That's why you were assigned to the first grade class when you entered school."

"That is to say, if I go to school normally, I should be in the third grade?" Xifa looked in disbelief.

"Fourth grade! After the first grade, I came to deal with the anomalies here. Two years have passed since then. If nothing else, you should be in the fourth grade!" Ivern corrected.

"Ha! Fourth grade... Fourth grade allows me to do this kind of thing, you really think highly of me!" Even though he has so much magic knowledge in his mind, there is still a question mark whether he can reach the average level of an Auror in fourth grade.

"Because you are the most unique! Moreover, you have a deeper bond than Tom Riddle!"

Ivern took a deep look at Xifa.

To be honest, she didn't expect Xifa to be so unique.

Without the help of the pen of acceptance in his hand, he actually retained some of his original memories.

In fact, what she didn't know was that Xifa had the memory of two lifetimes, and overwriting could only cover the memory of one lifetime, but Xifa didn't want to completely forget some magic knowledge.

Therefore, there are many loopholes in the overwriting, but unfortunately, because a lifetime of memory must be overwritten, Xifa's memory is completely messed up.

Tom Riddle? It's him!

A handsome but indifferent young man appeared in his mind.

Xifa recalled the entrance ceremony and found that he did not see this person.

"Unique? Can't say that? The book of admission is not in my hand, but the pen of acceptance. I heard you say so much, is it in your hand?"

"It's indeed in my hands!" Ivern nodded without hiding it.

"What is its function? Can you help me retrieve my memory? Send me out?"

"I can't send you back, because... you will know it later!" Ivern sighed, and then she cheered up and relaxed the atmosphere like a joke. "As for its effect, haven't you experienced it?

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"Thanks!"

Sure enough, the person who helped him was Ivern! Moreover, it seems that the pen of acceptance has the effect of modifying small-scale memory or cause and effect.

"But why does it have to be so complicated?"

Xifa didn't understand why he had to assign himself a non-existent identity to enroll in school. If he was kicked out of Hogwarts, wouldn't he be unable to complete his mission?

"In addition to the Pen of Acceptance, there is another factor that can affect the Book of Admission!"

"What?"

"The little wizard's subconscious! As long as most of them think something, it is right here!"

"By the way, I suddenly have a guess!"

"If you do something unreasonable in front of too many young wizards."

"Hogwarts will create all kinds of accidents to kill you, and no one will remember you afterwards!"

Hmm... The Hogwarts version of Death is here? It's just triggered by being found to be different?

Xifa nodded to express his understanding.

It seems that in the coming days, I will try to integrate into the behavior and habits of the masses!