Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

Brian found that he was standing in the darkness again.

The curtains on the surrounding doors fluttered slowly, as if someone had gently moved them.

The figure in front of him got closer, obscured by the thick fog, and his pace gradually slowed down.

Brian walked up and found that his speed had increased.

Closer, closer...

A great uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart, breaking the emotionless state in his dream. The instinctive fear seemed to turn into a big cold hand, tightly grasping his heart.

"Time, time...speed up..."

"Slower, slower..."

There were whispers all around again, very close, but saying contradictory words.

Brian watched his steps move forward resolutely, feeling a sense of fear lingering, but also some unspeakable anticipation.

Everything in front of him was shattered like a mirror, and Brian opened his eyes on the bed, breathing heavily.

That fear still seemed to linger around me, etched into my heart.

"Almost..." He closed his eyes and sighed inaudibly.

Ever since he improved his strength, he has been getting closer and closer to there.

He should have known what it was and what it meant... a long time ago.

All the secrets are there.

"It seems that we need to get the Death Rune together sooner..." He mused, "The diadem is in the Room of Requirement, and the golden cup is in Gringotts. Maybe I need to find time to try it... However, the Sorting Hat is not It’s so easy to get. Can you tell Dumbledore to borrow the Sorting Hat?”

"Besides, I don't know if it can be completed... Maybe I have to find out more about Merlin, hoping that he can leave clues to the Death Rune..."

Brian opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

The Christmas vacation is over, the ground is still covered with thick snow, and the biting cold wind makes the little wizards in class shivering and shaking.

What everyone loves most is sitting in front of the warm fireplace at night, which is a rare and comfortable time.

Several girls were chattering about today's class on protecting magical animals, because in this class they saw a beautiful unicorn. The beauty and shock made them extremely happy.

"Professor Hagrid didn't come to class," Daphne explained to Brian, "Professor Grapeland took the class instead. She's really awesome. I really hope she can keep teaching this class."

Brian nodded, understanding. In his opinion, Hagrid is indeed a good person, but he is by no means a good professor. The students really did not learn much useful things in the Care of Magical Creatures class, and they were just wasting their time taking care of the little cuties in his eyes.

"That's because of what happened with Hagrid." Draco said with a smile, "Have you not read today's Daily Prophet?" He took out a folded newspaper from his pocket and spread it on the table.

Rita Skeeter reports: "Dumbledore's Big Mistake."

It not only criticized Dumbledore for hiring Mad-Eye Moody, a neurotic lunatic, as a professor, but also exposed Hagrid's identity as a hybrid giant and accused him of scaring his students with a series of terrifying animals, which resulted in the death of many students. seriously injured.

"Hagrid is... oh, no, a hybrid giant." Draco covered his mouth exaggeratedly, "No wonder he is so savage, right?"

"She wrote it too exaggeratedly. Professor Moody is actually quite good." Daphne commented pertinently, "And the Care of Magical Creatures class is actually not as good as she said... like a dragon's pool and a tiger's den... although it is indeed hard to accept. That’s it.”

"But today's unicorn is really beautiful..." Daphne held her cheek and said with bright eyes, "It would be great if it stays like this in the future."

Brian laughed and shook his head, thinking that their expectations were about to be disappointed.

Although Hagrid is not a reliable professor, Dumbledore supports him. This is considered nepotism, but it is actually understandable.

"What are you working on, Brian?"

Daphne leaned over and looked curiously at the book that Brian kept in his hand.

"Merlin?" She raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Are you still investigating his life?"

"Yes...Merlin, he has a lot of secrets." Brian smiled quietly, "The confusion in his life, his survival for a long time, and even his death are very intriguing."

"Indeed." Daphne held her chin in her hand and thought hard, "I think it may be that a confusion spell was cast on this name? That's why people in ancient times confused his memory. Then, with the passing of Merlin, the effect of the confusion spell became more and more powerful. It’s getting smaller and smaller, so that makes people feel weird?”

Brian looked at Daphne in surprise, nodded and said, "This is indeed a possibility."

Daphne raised her face slightly and said, "I have done a lot of homework..."

What she was thinking about was: Is Brian interested in ancient secrets? I also have some books at home, I can go back and check them out. Why doesn't he use magic much these days? He almost blew up the textbook during Charms class... What's wrong with him?

"Well, he always secretly goes out to practice magic spells at night, and I have to work harder... From now on, I will set aside an hour and a half, no, two hours every night to practice..." Daphne secretly clenched her fists. , showing a serious expression.

Brian glanced at Daphne in surprise. He had been practicing Legilimency recently. Although he couldn't know other people's thoughts, he could still sense some emotions of people around him. In a short period of time, she seemed to have had many thoughts, so complicated that he felt a little dizzy.

He shook his head and continued to read the book in his hand. Now he was very confident that Merlin was like the God of Death, someone who almost escaped death.

"Merlin lived from the 6th century to the end of the 18th century, more than 1,200 years before he died during the goblin rebellion." Brian pondered, "The Philosopher's Stone shouldn't last that long..."

There are many ways to escape death in this world, but they all have various flaws. This is the case with magic stones and the same is true with Horcruxes.

Among them, the magic stone has the smallest side effects, but it requires constant drinking of the immortality potion, and it cannot achieve the effect of "immortality" at all. Nico Flamel had lived on the Philosopher's Stone for more than six hundred years, but his bones had become so thin that he could no longer walk.

In fact, among the various means of immortality, the immortality of Horcrux is considered to be the best. As long as a Horcrux is immortal, the subject can live forever without aging or dying. Even if it is hit by the death curse, it will only fall into weakness. No wonder Voldemort chose this method.

However, Horcruxes don't seem to have many side effects. They only need to endure the severe pain of splitting the soul, but this in itself is a big pitfall. Splitting the soul itself is the worst choice.

Brian believes that the soul is the foundation. Curses in this world rarely involve the soul. The Death Curse only takes away the life of the body, but the soul is intact. The Imperius Curse is essentially just a means of controlling the mind, and may not control the soul...

"No matter what, Merlin is very different." Brian thought, "For more than a thousand years, he still retained great power, but died mysteriously..."

Brian read a lot of books about Merlin and found a bit of information that might be useful.

"Merlin said that after his death, everything about him should be buried where he belongs and sleep with the most beautiful light..." Brian looked at an ancient poetry book and said thoughtfully.

"The place of return... is the hometown? The current research on Merlin's origin is consistent... He is the child of a woman and a nightmare, and his hometown is... Cornwall."

"Maybe near Tintagel? If you can't get the runes together, you can go and have a look..." Brian closed the book and map in his hand, thinking about when to rob Gringotts.

"At least wait until I can control my magic power, preferably after Voldemort is resurrected... Well, he will be a good scapegoat." Brian rubbed his brows, "But it's best not to be too high-profile."

"As for the Sorting Hat... find a chance to borrow it from Dumbledore and give it a try."

Brian yawned and looked at the quills on the table writing his homework.

The sketching quill can only answer questions that the owner knows, but it does not require handwriting and is fast.

Well, it’s not bad to be lazy once in a while.

Brian was distracted, his quill shattered all over the table with a creak, and the paper he was about to finish turned into a pile of scraps of paper.

Brian was stunned, then resignedly took out a new piece of parchment and quill, and started writing.

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