One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization
Chapter 229 The Bloodline Of The Dumbledore Family
Chapter 229 The Bloodline of the Dumbledore Family
Midnight, the restricted section of the library.
Zuo Si sat very quietly at a table just like yesterday, and continued with yesterday's progress, obtaining the knowledge he wanted from the books that Hogwarts professors regarded as "dangerous" and "evil".
However, unlike the book that recorded summoning and manipulating Fiendfyre that he accidentally discovered yesterday, today he found a book related to souls on the bottom shelf.
To be precise, the author of this book is very knowledgeable about the soul, and has invented several spells that can affect the soul.
Although it is far inferior to Faerun's advanced necromancy magic that destroys, imprisons, controls and transforms souls at every turn, it provides another completely different way of thinking.
no doubt!
Spells like this that require strong malice to cast and affect the target are classified as "black magic" unsurprisingly.
Looking at the warning marked in red on the title page, Zuo Si curled her lips in disdain, and commented in a voice that only she could hear: "Do you want to use this method to stop wizards from exploring and researching magic? It's really boring. Yes. If this method works, there won’t be so many dark wizards born in history, and there won’t be a twisted psychopath like Voldemort.”
"It sounds like you have a different opinion on what is recorded in this book?"
Accompanied by a familiar voice, an old man with a gray beard and hair slowly came out of the darkness.
He is none other than the headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore, known as the greatest wizard of our time.
"I just don't think it's right to classify all spells that can do amazing damage or unleash through strong malice as black magic.
After all, for any wizard who is smart and powerful enough, exploring the mysteries of all kinds of magic is like breathing instinct.
I believe that when you were young, you must have had a very strong interest in these knowledge and spells.
What's more, for those wizards with malicious intentions, it is not necessary to use the so-called black magic to kill people.
In many cases, a small bottle of poison, or a gun and a bomb from the Muggle world can easily achieve their goals.
So what is really dangerous is never black magic itself, but the dark side of human heart and human nature. "
Zuo Si was not surprised that the principal suddenly appeared behind her. Instead, she talked calmly, without any tension or fear of other students being caught violating school rules.
To be precise, from the time he decided to come to the restricted section of the library, he had no hope of being able to hide from Dumbledore, who was the headmaster.
Because becoming the headmaster of Hogwarts is not just a simple position, but also obtains many privileges according to the magical contract.
Zuo Si even suspected that Dumbledore could monitor every corner of the school at any time as long as he wanted.
Otherwise, they would not have risked putting Quirinus Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, in.
And when Harry Potter was obsessed with the Mirror of Erised, he could always appear beside him in time to enlighten him, making up for the biggest weakness in the savior's mind.
"What is really dangerous is the human heart and the dark side of human nature?"
Dumbledore sighed with emotion.
"I have to admit that what you say makes sense.
In many cases, it is not that wizards use black magic to become bad, but they choose to learn and use black magic after they become bad.
Similarly, I also admit that when I was young, I also had a strong interest in those amazingly powerful black magic.
But you cannot deny that regular use of these black magics does corrode a person's mind, making it inevitable to become more and more extreme, more evil, and less serious about life.
What's more, as a first-year student, it's too early for you to get in touch with these.
Plus, staying up all night without sleep isn't doing your body any good. "
"So you ran to the library in the middle of the night just to drive me back to sleep?" Zuo Si couldn't help but asked with a smile.
"Probably. You are as smart as Snape described and mature beyond your age. Are all the geniuses in the Muggle world like you?" Dumbledore asked very curiously.
Zuo Si lightly shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know. Because I haven't seen people of my age similar to me, and I haven't taken those so-called IQ tests. But those who think I'm young and want to cheat from me Those who take the government's pension and insurance company compensation, in the end, without exception, suffered a lot."
"Because you have seen the darkness of the human heart and human nature at a young age, so you have such thoughts?" Dumbledore continued to test.
"No. I just read a lot. Have you read Gustave Le Pen's "The Crowd"? Have you read David Myers' "Social Psychology"? Know the American psychologist Philip Zimbardo’s famous — the Stanford Prison Experiment, and the resulting — Lucifer Effect?”
Zuo Si uttered several psychological works in one breath, as well as a terrifying experiment that most exposed and proved the dark side of human nature in the twentieth century.
Obviously, as a wizard, although Dumbledore is not as hostile to Muggles as his good friend Gellert Grindelwald, he doesn't know much about the Muggle world.
Not to mention the psychology that only emerged at the end of the nineteenth century and gradually gained attention in the 1950s and 1960s.
So he subconsciously frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head quickly: "Sorry, I haven't heard of any of the books you mentioned. Does it have anything to do with what we're talking about?"
"Of course there is a relationship. If you read these books, you will understand a truth, that is, there are no absolute good people and bad people in this world, and there is often only a thin line between them.
The choices that everyone makes at critical moments are actually traceable and inseparable from life experience and living environment.
By analyzing a person's experiences in different periods, we can almost figure out his thoughts and intentions at that time.
In Muggle society, this special profession is called a psychoanalyst.
They can not only assist law enforcement agencies to find and catch those dangerous high-IQ criminals, but also counsel those with psychological problems so that they will not take the path of crime that threatens society.
That's why I say that the Ministry of Magic has a big problem with the so-called definition of the dark arts.
If I'm not mistaken, many adult wizards, including you, Snape and Professor McGonagall, should know the Three Unforgivable Curses, right?
But why did you control yourselves so well, instead of wantonly killing innocent people like a certain person who cannot be named and his followers?
So in my opinion, it is extremely irresponsible to put all the responsibility on the black magic.
It somehow stifles the creativity of talented wizards and hinders the development of the wizarding world.
The Muggle world has put forward a slogan called science and technology is the primary productive force.
Because of the power of science and technology, the world of ordinary people has achieved unimaginable rapid development in just two to three hundred years, and created a prosperous and convenient life that was unimaginable in the past.
By the same token, spells and magic are primary productive forces for the wizarding world.
Look through these ancient books to see how many great wizards have been born from ancient Greece to modern times?
Haierbo, who was the first to breed basilisks and invented the method of making horcruxes, can summon Andros, the patron saint of titan size, Mopsos, who can accurately predict a war, and obtain death in wizard fairy tales The three Peverell brothers of the Hallows, the famous Merlin, the four founders of Hogwarts and so on.
Although many of them are evil dark wizards by the definition given by the modern wizarding world, they invented many spells that survive to this day.
But what about modern times?
With all kinds of bans on black magic, I found that the world of wizards has hardly changed much in the past three hundred years, and basically no subversive new spells have been invented.
However, two generations of powerful dark wizards emerged in less than a few decades.
On top of that, they all have the support of a large number of wizards to some extent.
And this kind of support just reflects that there are a lot of wizards who are strongly dissatisfied with the management system of the Ministry of Magic and the state of society, and it can even be said to be angry.
Don't you feel strange about such a strange phenomenon? "
Zuo Si pointed to the core contradiction at the root of the magic world with very sharp words.
His words directly caused a terrible blow to Dumbledore's mind and heart, causing the old man who was over a hundred years old to fall into deep thought.
After all, the number of wizards is still not very large, and the places where they live are very scattered.
Therefore, no one in the magic world has studied sociology. No one at all realizes why Voldemort and Gellert Grindelwald can rise, and why they have so many supporters and echoes.
But as a bystander, Zuo Si clearly saw the extremely serious internal contradictions and divisions in the magic world.
Among them, the rise of Gellert Grindelwald stems from the wizards' anxiety about the efficiency and cruelty shown by Muggles in the two world wars, so an attempt to overthrow the secrecy law arose and broke out. revolution, trying to establish a world dominated by wizards.
But as he lost to Dumbledore in the duel, the Second World War in the Muggle world also came to an end, and all countries returned to a state of peace as a whole. The tension and anxiety gradually disappeared, and wizards naturally There are no more urgent desires and needs before.
As for Voldemort's second frenzy in the British wizarding world, its origin is the pure-blood family's counterattack against the increasing number of half-blood wizards and Muggle wizards in the wizarding world, directly threatening their own interests and ruling power.
To put it simply, the corrupt and conservative forces were unwilling to be squeezed out of the stage of history just a little bit, so they tried their best to reverse the situation and carry out a major cleansing of the entire magic world.
But unfortunately, they failed, and lost very badly.
Many families with a long history even died out directly, or there were only one or two, two or three survivors left.
The rest were either killed, or imprisoned in Azkaban Prison and turned into lunatics and psychopaths.
But this blow did not completely depress the pure-blooded family.
Those surviving families are trying their best to slowly accumulate strength, trying to wait for the next opportunity to counterattack.
In other words, the contradictions that have torn apart the British wizarding community still exist due to the failure to launch a major purge.
This is also the main reason why Voldemort was able to return again and set off a stormy sea.
Zuo Si thinks that if you want to change the status quo of the wizarding world, the easiest way is to let men take the love potion to abduct Muggle women, then make them pregnant and give birth to a large number of mixed-race children.
If a man can successfully seduce a hundred women and let them have two hundred children, then as long as one-third of them have the talent to become wizards, the number of wizards in the wizarding world will inevitably increase exponentially.
As long as this policy persists, the absolute majority of Muggles can even be quietly reduced to a minority, until all the people in the world become wizards with the ability to cast spells.
Anyway, with the Oblivion Curse and the Muggle Repelling Curse, theoretically there is no need to worry about being noticed by the other party.
After a long silence, Dumbledore asked in a slightly weird tone: "You learned these things through reading when you were living in the Muggle world? Why did other little wizards from the Muggle world never mention How about it?"
"Because they are all too young, it is impossible for their parents to buy them these books with a certain depth. After all, there are only a very small number of people. And now I know what kind of gift I should give you at Christmas." Zuo Si explained with a smile.
"I'm looking forward to your Christmas gift very much. By the way, if you don't mind, can you tell me what you are going to do with the ink, dragon's blood, and parchment scroll?"
Dumbledore glanced suspiciously at the messy things on the table that were of no use.
"I'm researching and trying to transcribe and seal the spell on parchment to make a scroll. At that time, when wizards need to use magic that they are not good at, they can make up for it by simply activating the scroll."
Zuo Si didn't hide anything, and openly stated his first research topic that was used to make a name for himself as a genius.
After all, the technology for transcribing the scrolls is readily available, and the only difficulty lies in analyzing and restoring those spells that have been simplified to the extreme one by one, so that they can be sealed in the parchment scroll with a stable structure.
As for the special ink, he has researched two versions of dragon's blood and Thestral.
"Seal the spell into a scroll and save it, and activate it when needed?"
A gleam of surprise flashed in Dumbledore's eyes.
Because if this research is successful, it will definitely be a major invention capable of shaking or even subverting the entire magic world, and it may leave a strong mark in history.
Zuo Si nodded lightly: "That's right. But in the process of transcribing and storing, I found a problem, that is, modern spells are often extremely simplified, and there is no way to form a stable spell structure, so I need to start from Find clues and answers in these forbidden books."
"How many spells have you learned now?" Dumbledore asked in an uncertain tone.
"Well...probably all standard spells, advanced spells in the book of spells, and spells recorded in ancient books such as Fiendfyre. However, there are many that may cause damage. I haven't tried it yet, and I don't know the specific capabilities. Unable to release successfully."
Zuo Si uttered all the spells he had learned in one go.
He knew very well that for people like Dumbledore, the more they concealed, the more suspicion they would arouse.
"All?! Could it be that you can learn those advanced spells just by reading them once?" Dumbledore revealed undisguised shock in his tone.
Zuo Si responded bluntly: "Almost. The so-called spell is just to better guide the magic power in the body to interfere with matter and energy.
As long as you understand this principle, then everything else is very simple.
Concentrate on feeling the changes in your own magic power when chanting a spell, find the most obvious floating part, and then strengthen it to the maximum, theoretically you can successfully release the spell.
The rest is to achieve the maximum effect by consuming the minimum magic power through repeated practice.
After all, there is such a convenient tool as a magic wand to strengthen the perception of magic power, it is difficult to learn it.
As for those wizards who are difficult to cast spells, I think either their original aptitude is limited, which is not enough to meet the threshold of becoming a qualified wizard, or they have not put their minds on it at all. "
"Can you perceive the ups and downs of the magic power in your body while chanting a spell? What a frightening talent!" Dumbledore couldn't help but sigh. "Then can you cast the Patronus spell?"
"The Patronus Charm?"
Zuo Si instantly realized what the "Principal" wanted to express, and immediately smiled and took out his wand and waved it lightly.
"Call God to protect you!"
next second...
A silver-white light cluster shot out from the front of the wand.
Within a few seconds, these clusters of light turned into the shape of a small dragon.
But as long as you observe carefully, you will find that this dragon is not a beast-like fire dragon in this world, but a giant dragon with wisdom in Faerun Continent.
The image of the Patronus Charm can reveal a person's heart to some extent, so Dumbledore should want to figure out what Zuo Si's thoughts and inner world look like.
no doubt!
Dragons in this world symbolize pure strength and power.
But it doesn't have any good or evil tendencies.
Therefore, the principal was obviously relieved.
He was too old, too old to have the time and energy to deal with an evil wizard who was very likely to surpass Tom Riddle in talent.
"A very beautiful patron saint, and the most amazing patron saint I have ever seen. It seems that in your memory, there are many joys worth recalling." Dumbledore commented with a smile.
Zuo Si waved his hand to cancel the patron saint he had summoned, and responded meaningfully: "People should find ways to surround themselves with happy emotions every day when they are alive. In this regard, I think everyone should pay respect to Wei Wei. The Sly twins study. At least they're having fun every day and trying to make everyone else happy too."
"They are happy indeed. But if all the students at Hogwarts were so naughty, the professors and administrators would go crazy."
Dumbledore was obviously in a pretty good mood, and even cracked a joke.
Although George and Fred had troubles almost every once in a while after entering school, he still admired their positive and optimistic attitude towards life, as well as the unique bravery and fearlessness of Gryffindor.
"And you didn't stop them, did you? As far as I know, the twins are wandering around the school floor near the kitchen right now, trying to get into the kitchen full of house-elves."
Needless to ask, Zuo Si knows everything about the twins' activities every night.
Because the other party was almost the same as him, every time the curfew started, he would find ways to sneak out and explore the hidden corners of Hogwarts Castle.
Usually wait until about two o'clock in the morning before sneaking back to the dormitory to sleep.
"Oh, what a worrying student. It seems that I have to find a way to teach them a lesson, otherwise God knows what trouble will happen." Dumbledore sighed in embarrassment.
But soon, he changed the subject and took out a small bottle that looked like crystal from his pocket: "If you don't mind, can you give me some of your blood?"
"My blood?"
Alarm bells rang out in Zuo Si's heart instantly.
"Yes, your blood. I suspect that you may not be purely Muggle-born. One of your father, mother, or grandpa, grandma, grandpa, grandma may be a wizard. Otherwise, a normal Muggle-born Little wizard, no matter how smart and talented you are, it’s impossible to be so amazing. Don’t worry, it’s just a small test and won’t make any impression on you.”
With that said, Dumbledore passed the bottle forward.
You don't need to ask to know, to figure out that inexplicable sense of intimacy is the main purpose of his coming tonight.
"Well, I just want to know too."
Zuo Si hesitated for a moment, and finally released a cutting spell on her finger, gently cut a small opening, and dripped a few drops of blood into the bottle.
moment!
These few drops of blood burst into a dazzling red light immediately after entering the bottle, and began to burn like a flame.
It took about ten seconds before it completely went out.
"What does this represent?" Zuo Si asked deliberately pretending to be ignorant.
Dumbledore put away the bottle and replied calmly: "It represents that among the three generations of your family, at least one is a wizard, and he is a very powerful wizard. In other words, the Sorting Hat is not wrong. You are not a Muggle , but should belong to a half-blood wizard. It's just that your parents didn't have the talent to become a wizard, so the elders may have hidden this secret."
"Half-blood wizard? Me?"
Zuo Si resisted the urge to laugh in her heart and pretended to be surprised.
He finally realized that Dumbledore was also a master at deceiving and misleading others by selectively telling the truth.
What kind of family has at least one wizard in three generations!
Everything is a lie!
The little bottle just now really tested whether it contained the blood of the Dumbledore family.
This can be seen from Fang Yin's grip on the hand hidden under the sleeve.
"Yes. Your intelligence is far superior to that of your peers, and the gifts from your elders' blood have made it so easy for you to learn magic now.
If it is a little wizard from a purely Muggle family, the real situation should be the same as Miss Granger.
I am outstanding in theoretical study, but I always encounter some problems when it comes to actual operation.
Well, I still have other things to deal with, you remember to go back to the dormitory early to rest. "
After saying this, Dumbledore turned and disappeared into the dark corridor outside the library.
Watching the principal walk away completely, Zuo Si immediately showed a playful smile on his face, rubbed his chin and muttered in a low voice: "Will the greatest wizard of our time go to his younger brother Aberforth, or go to What about looking for his old lover, Gellert Grindelwald? It's really a little exciting."
But soon, he brought his attention back, and began to absorb knowledge from those forbidden books, while trying to restore some simple spells to a state sufficient to form a stable spell structure, and then sealed them in the parchment scroll.
Since this is a very large and complex project, Zuo Si did not expect to succeed in a short period of time.
After a whole night of tossing, dozens of sheets of parchment and half a bottle of special ink were scrapped, and only a broken scroll of the floating spell was harvested in the end.
The reason why it is said to be broken is because after this scroll is activated, it can only float very light things such as a feather or a pen.
If it is a little heavier, the spell will immediately fail on the spot, and it cannot be regarded as a real and complete floating spell at all.
But it's clearly a good start.
At least it proves that Zuo Si's thinking is correct. The spells of this world can indeed be transcribed into scrolls like Faerun's spells and divine spells.
...
At the same time, at dawn, Albus Dumbledore came to Hogsmeade village near Hogwarts alone, and knocked on the door of the Pig's Head pub.
After a while, an old man who looked somewhat similar to him, but behaved more rudely and weirdly, opened the door from the inside.
The two brothers looked at each other for a full minute before Aberforth asked in a tone full of disgust: "What's the matter with you?"
"I have something to discuss with you alone." Albus expressed his intentions bluntly.
"come in!"
Although Aberforth had a disgusted expression on his face, he still let his big brother in and closed the door behind him.
He didn't even bother to pour a glass of wine, he just stood there.
But Albus didn't care about this, and said bluntly: "I found a young Muggle-born wizard among the freshmen at Hogwarts this year, with the blood of the Dumbledore family flowing through him."
"What? I didn't catch you! Could you repeat that, please?"
Aberforth opened his mouth in surprise, thinking that his ears were hallucinating.
"You heard me right. Another child of Dumbledore's blood has appeared. But unlike Aurelius decades ago, I'm not sure whose descendant he is."
Albus briefly explained the situation.
"Damn! You mean...he might be a descendant of Aurelius or our aunt Honoria?" Aberforth had a nervous and excited look on his face.
Especially when the name Aurelius was mentioned, his whole body trembled slightly.
Because Aurelius also has another name, Credence, who is Aberforth's biological son, the silent one who followed Gellert Grindelwald back then.
Albus shook his head lightly: "I don't know. Maybe it's, maybe it's not, or maybe it's the blood of our fathers, grandfathers, or even the ancestors of our family that left in the Muggle world unintentionally a long time ago. Or simply created out of thin air with some ancient magic.
I'll check with Gellert on that later.
But it is undeniable that the power of this bloodline has awakened in this young man's body, and it has become very powerful and amazing.
do you know?
He could cast any spell with ease as long as he read it once and tried it a few times.
This incredible talent is something I have never seen in any other wizard in my life.
So I need your help. "
"help?"
Aberforth subconsciously frowned.
"Yes, help. I hope there is someone who can give this child some guidance and make sure he doesn't go astray. Because he is an orphan, and his intelligence and precocity are frightening." Albus said own ideas.
"Orphan? Where are his parents?"
Aberforth's brow furrowed even tighter.
"The parents of that child were Aurors in the Muggle world, and they died in the line of duty while performing a dangerous mission. As members of the Dumbledore family, since we found out, we have the responsibility and the obligation to help him, right?" Ah Bu Si's expression suddenly became very serious.
Aberforth was silent for a few seconds, then quickly raised his head and asked tentatively, "What do you want me to do?"
"It's simple. Be his friend and give him some life lessons and guidance when he needs it."
"Well, I agree. But you should know that I don't have much experience with babysitting."
"Believe me, he's different from any kid you've ever seen before, and you can even treat him like an adult."
...
Zuo Si obviously didn't know that his headmaster, Dumbledore, had begun to arrange a life mentor for himself, and he still lived a life of two points and one line between the classroom and the library every day.
Since he almost never communicates with other classmates, even the students of this academy, he is a standard weirdo in the eyes of most children.
Of course, Hermione, who was also regarded as a weirdo, also spent all day in the library.
However, with the arrival of flying lessons on Thursday afternoon, all the first-year wizarding students began to get excited.
Everyone's trying to brag about how fast they've ridden and what tricky tricks they've done.
But Zuo Si didn't have much interest in it.
Because he is also a person who has ridden a dragon, and he can even turn into a blue dragon by himself. He really doesn't like the flying magic creation like the flying broom.
Moreover, he feels that the design of the flying broom is not scientific at all. Although there is a small cushion, it can make a large turn when it is hit or moves at high speed.
"Hey! South, flying lessons are about to start, why don't you react at all? Aren't you excited?"
After bragging about Harry for a long time, Ron finally couldn't help asking.
"What's there to get excited about?
How fast can a flying broom go?
Can it exceed the speed of sound?
In the Muggle world, a supersonic aircraft that is several times faster than sound has been developed, and a rocket that can directly break through the atmosphere and enter space or even the moon.
Even civil aviation airliners can easily reach 800 kilometers per hour, which is close to 500 miles.
Compared with it, the flying broom is far behind in terms of speed and comfort.
Perhaps the only advantage is that it is portable and can take off and land anywhere? "
Zuo Si casually expressed his views on flying brooms.
Ron, who just wanted to regain some sense of superiority by virtue of his family background as a wizard, was completely depressed by these words immediately.
Although he doesn't know exactly what planes and rockets are, he still knows the speed in kilometers and miles per hour.
Even this year's latest Nimbus 2000 can barely reach a top speed of 300 kilometers per hour, which is impossible to compare with an aircraft with a speed of 800 kilometers per hour.
Seeing that Ron, who was still boasting one second, fell silent the next second, Harry smiled very unkindly.
Because he found that whenever people around were overwhelmed and wanted to challenge Zuo Si or show off, this "weird" who always stayed in the library on weekdays could always refute the other party with the sharpest words.
"But this is a class, and we need to get a passable grade at the end of the semester at least."
Hermione raised her head as a reminder.
The girl looked very nervous at the moment, her palms were constantly sweating.
But Zuo Si shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Don't worry, I will get an O (excellent)."
"So confident? You've never even ridden a flying broom!"
Ron, who likes to challenge everything, immediately raised doubts.
He has seen many little wizards fall from the top when riding a broom for the first time, so he always feels that Zuo Si may make a fool of himself in this class.
"Facts speak louder than words. Anyway, we will know the result in class later. In addition, I have to remind you that it is best not to show off your poor flying experience in front of Harry. If there is no accident, his ability in this respect Talent is much higher than yours." Zuo Si said meaningfully.
"What's the meaning?"
Ron froze.
"Go look at the Quidditch trophies and you'll find a lot of interesting and familiar names."
After saying this, Zuo Si stopped paying attention to these little guys, lowered his head and began to sort out the spells and spell models that he had analyzed in the past few days, and planned to release the first book dedicated to how to make magic scrolls within a month or two Craft books.
His purpose is very simple, that is to use this method to gain fame and gain a certain status in the wizarding society throughout Europe and even the world.
In addition, you can also get a lot of urgently needed Gold Galleons.
You must know that the little money exchanged at Gringotts before the start of school has already been spent.
Especially the blood of the fire dragon, its price is astonishingly expensive.
This can be seen from the description of Horace Slughorn, the potions professor in the original Half-Blood Prince.
Zuo Si just bought a little to make magic ink and went bankrupt.
As for the Thestral's blood, it was drawn from the Thestrals fed by Hogwarts while the gamekeeper Hagrid was not paying attention.
Judging from the actual effect, the effect of the ink prepared by the fire dragon's blood is obviously much stronger than that of thestral blood. It can seal the magic power in the scroll to the maximum extent, and is suitable for storing those powerful spells.
But the latter is not useless, although the power is much lower, but it can take advantage of the price, so that even the poorest wizards can afford it.
In short, Zuo Si is very optimistic about the prospect of the magic scroll, and believes that once this thing is invented, it will definitely become popular in the entire magic world like Faerun, and become another indispensable equipment for wizards after the wand.
After all, most wizards in this world are serious, and everyone has their own spells that they are good at and that they are not good at.
The scroll can make up for its own shortcomings to the greatest extent.
For example, a wizard who is not good at the Patronus Charm can ask a friend who is good at it to copy two copies, so that he can save his life when encountering a dementor.
When scrolls become popular in the entire magic world, Faerun's magic wands, rings and other equipment can also be launched.
At that time, if we transform a few of Faerun's characteristic spells into the spells of this world, Zuo Si's image in the eyes of wizards will gradually change from a genius at the beginning to the most professional and authoritative master in this field.
After gaining a respected social status, he can use various methods to obtain what he needs, and finally establish an absolutely safe shelter here.
If there is a big trouble in Faerun one day, you can run over and hide for a while at any time.
As the time came to 3:30 in the afternoon, the hour-long recess finally came to an end.
The first-years of Gryffindor and Slytherin came to the open space outside.
Mrs. Rolanda Hooch had been waiting for a long time, and immediately shouted to the students whose faces were full of excitement and anticipation: "Okay! What are you waiting for? Everyone stand next to the flying broom. Hurry up, Quick, hurry up."
Under the yelling of this resolute lady, the freshmen found a relatively unworn broom nearby.
no way!
These are old antiques from unknown how many years ago, and they are specially used for basic exercises for freshmen, just for simple familiarity with the operation, nothing more.
"Hold out your right hand! Put it on top of the broom! Then say out loud—Get up!"
Mrs. Hooch explained as loudly as possible to the young Muggle-born wizards.
Because this course is basically just for them.
Students from wizard families basically have their own flying brooms before they go to school, so they don't need to learn at all.
"stand up!"
"stand up!"
All of a sudden, the grassland was filled with the hoarse shouts of the little wizards.
But only a handful of people managed to evoke a flying broom the first time.
The rest basically either continued to roll on the ground, or didn't even move at all.
"Damn! Why doesn't my broom move? Has it been too old and broken?" Hermione whispered anxiously.
Because she had just seen Harry make the broom jump off the ground with a single slap.
Zuo Si smiled and corrected: "No, it's not broken, but the method you used is wrong. Remember what I told you in the library last time? In the world of magic, everything comes down to magic power It works. So the broom isn't responding to you, it's just that you haven't found the best way to use your magic. Now let me show you."
With the last word blurted out, everyone saw that Zuo Si didn't even say "get up", the broom just floated in front of him out of thin air, and even flew slowly around his body under the guidance of a finger.
"Merlin's beard! He... how did he do it?" Ron's mouth grew wide in surprise.
A wry smile appeared on Harry's face: "Don't ask me, I don't know either. Do you still remember the story I told you about gifted children in the Muggle world? Things that seemed impossible in the eyes of others, for them It’s as easy as eating and drinking.”
"What a terrifying monster! I heard from Hermione that South has almost finished reading one-third of the books in the library. The number of spells he has now mastered may be more than many seventh-graders Lots," Ron murmured under his breath.
"I think this is why Malfoy has always been so honest. Looking at his eyes now, there is resentment and fear. As long as South appears, this guy will become a lot more honest."
When saying these words, Harry didn't hide his gloat at all.
Because since he rejected the young master's olive branch before the opening ceremony, Della has been doing everything possible to trouble him.
The love and killing of the two started from the first week of school.
Ron nodded approvingly: "That's why I never hated South. Compared to the hated Malfoy, he's just a little weirder at best."
(end of this chapter)
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