The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

"I don't think I need to say more, you should have already discovered that the way magic produces effects can be roughly divided into two types." Riddle said.

Erwin nodded, "Locked and non-locked."

Non-locking magic is the most common. Typically, wizards use their wands to emit rays corresponding to spells, which must hit before they can have an effect on the target.

The locking spell casting method directly triggers magical effects on the target without the process of emitting rays.

Obviously, locking magic has incomparable advantages over non-locking magic, but the premise is that it can be locked. Generally speaking, locking can only be successfully completed when the soul and magic power are far superior to the opponent.

It is precisely because of this that Erwin chose magic weapons as the main way to convert kinetic energy-giving abilities into combat effectiveness. The efficiency when acting on inanimate objects will be significantly higher than directly acting on living targets.

So Lyudmila’s magic level is extremely high? Maybe even higher than Professor Twelve Trees?

Then why does she want to be an exchange student?

Erwin shook his head slightly, suspending his doubts for the time being.

Being strong is not scary. What is scary is this attitude of treating life as trivial. After all, the magical societies of various countries have not experienced war for a long time. Once they get used to peace, blood and fire seem to be out of reach. The thing is, in such an environment, a teenage girl killed more than a dozen humanoid creatures without blinking an eye, which is indeed too abnormal.

Erwin was suddenly curious about what the magical society in Russia was like and what Kodosdorez taught.

Remaining spines can still be seen on the corpses of several Pukechi goblins, which shows that the magical reaction occurring in their bodies seems to have a limited range. Those within the range are directly annihilated, while those outside the range will only be affected to some extent.

However, it is not efficient to create such an exaggerated magic effect. Since magic can be directly induced in the bodies of Pukechi goblins, it can be achieved directly by heating their brains and making roasted brain flowers. Instant death effect, isn't this convenient, quick and much more concealed?

This seems to be another inference that Lyudmila may not be able to control her magic accurately...or perhaps she has extremely abundant magic power and doesn't care about the consumption of magic power at all.

"Hey, hey, Ogg, what are you doing?" Virginio's voice suddenly came.

Erwin put away his thoughts and looked over, feeling a wave of heat coming towards his face. Ogg was holding his huge bat-like wand, and several corpses beside him had been devoured by raging fire.

"Let these poor guys return to the earth." Ogg said, not understanding why the other party had such a big reaction.

"Is this how wizards in your hometown usually dispose of corpses?" Angela asked.

Ogg nodded, "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust," he said.

"It is indeed inappropriate to create flames in such an environment with lush vegetation." Viktor Krum said.

Ogg scratched his head and said, "Don't worry, we won't cause any trouble."

Erwin looked at the flames burning on the corpse and found that it seemed to have a certain degree of self-awareness. After burning Pukki's corpse, it did not spread outwards, but curled up into a small point and then extinguished.

Erwin remembered that Ogg had previously introduced his nickname as Fire Rhinoceros, and now he could already see some clues about fire.

"Actually, just use the disappearing spell." Virginio sighed.

Everyone quickly completed the work of scavenging. At this time, there was a rustling sound in the grass, and a gray head poked out. After seeing Erwin and others, it issued a vague threat.

sound.

Viktor directly threw out a stun spell. His casting speed was extremely fast, and the gray creature immediately fell down and fainted.

"It's the Pukechi goblins from other areas." Viktor said: "We'd better leave here quickly, otherwise we may be regarded as murderers."

This is a reasonable proposal and no one objects to it.

The return trip was also on Ogg's flying carpet, but the three friends who had just met each other seemed to have lost the interest they had when they came. Both Virginho and Ogg seemed to feel the pressure.

This is naturally because of Lyudmila.

Returning to Ilvermorny Castle, the students here did not know what had just happened outside. Erwin heard a group of Pukechi College students next to him eagerly discussing what to have for dinner.

Next, is the opening dinner of this magic school.

The overall process is quite similar to that of Hogwarts. The first thing to do is to label the new students...oh no, it's sorting.

Erwin decided to watch and learn more, but he seemed to be the only one who had such interest. Virginio and Ogg said they would wait for him in the banquet hall.

The bearded professor leading the freshmen glanced at him and said nothing.

As a relatively young magic school, Ilvermorny does not have the Sorting Hat, a special sorting tool that has been passed down for an unknown period of time, but they have their own methods.

The reserved freshmen were taken to the hall after entering. There were four statues here, representing the four colleges respectively.

Then the freshmen came forward one by one and stood in the center of the hall. When a certain statue glowed or made some movement, it meant that the student was selected.

Erwin was quite curious about its operating mechanism. The Sorting Hat at Hogwarts at least tortured the students' hearts, but what conditions did these statues use to determine which house a student belonged to?

It can't be a random decision.

"It should be souls." Riddle said, prompting Erwin to look at the dark lines on the floor connecting the four statues to the position where Xinsheng was standing. "Those statues should be the magic that has constant soul induction."

When all the freshmen were labeled...and sorted, they were then taken to another room, with Erwin still following behind, keeping a polite distance.

Thousands of wands are displayed on the walls of this room.

"Now, choose your most important tool in the future." The bearded professor turned and looked at the Ilvermorny students seriously, "The wand will be your second life. It is not just you who is choosing the wand, but also the wand.

We are selecting you. Also, you are not allowed to take your wand out of school during the holidays until you graduate."

"It seems that the wand control here in the United States is stricter than that in the UK," Riddle said.

"They should be enforcing a more conservative confidentiality law." Erwin said: "It is said that there have been big troubles."

He looked at the wands on display, "The free market trade of wands should not be allowed here in the Americas. The wand industry is directly controlled by the magic government, otherwise there would not be a place like this."

Compared with Hogwarts, where every student has to spend more than ten galleons to buy wands from Ollivander's shop, the free distribution at Ilvermorny is a welfare.

"Just from the appearance, these wands are not exquisite enough," Riddle said. "I don't know how they are actually used, but they should not be expected."

"This is an inevitable problem in state-owned industries." Erwin shrugged, "After all, it is a free benefit, so you don't have to think about high-quality products."

He quietly exited the room and headed to the auditorium.

The layout of the auditorium is very similar to Hogwarts. The four houses sit on four long tables, and the exchange students are thoughtfully assigned a separate table.

"This way." Big sister Angela greeted him.

Erwin walked over and sat next to her.

If you get up close, you can smell the fragrance on her body, which is the scent of medicinal herbs.

Riddle said there was something wrong with her, but with Erwin's observation skills, he hasn't found anything unusual in Angela so far.

There was still some time before dinner, so the few of them started chatting. Under Erwin's deliberate guidance, the chat content gradually turned into their respective schools.

The eldest sister Angela has a cheerful personality and a gentle attitude toward everyone. Naturally, she became the center of attention for the four boys.

Erwin showed great interest in Beauxbatons, so Angela talked about a lot of relevant content, such as the Seine River next to the school, their principal, the tall Madame Maxime, and others who were one year younger than her.

There is a school girl with Veela blood...

Erwin studied with Master Flamel for a period of time and heard him talk about Beauxbatons, but he still didn't find any obvious contradiction in what Angela said.

She should be a seventh grade student at Beauxbatons, so there is no problem with her identity.

Isn't this guy Riddle really worried?

Angela suddenly lowered her voice, "I'm a little worried that classmate Lyudmila may not be able to stay."

"Maybe it's a good thing she doesn't stay." Virginio shrugged.

"Although she did something wrong, I feel that she may need help..." Angela hesitated.

"Senior sister is so kind." Ogg praised sincerely.

Lyudmila did not appear at the table until the meal started.

"It seems like she really can't stay. That's right, something like this happened." Virginio relaxed, "It's good, you don't have to worry about having to live with such a terrifying woman for a year."

Erwin looked at the teacher's seat not far away. Professor Twelve Trees finally appeared, and her face didn't seem to be very good.

"I'm afraid your expectations are about to be disappointed." Erwin looked at Virginio and said.

The headmaster of Ilvermorny was an old lady who was probably not much younger than Dumbledore. She was old, skinny, but energetic. After her speech, she grandly introduced Erwin and the group of exchange students.

They immediately attracted most of the attention.

Erwin looked at the four people around him and found that except for Ogg, they were all calm. They must have been used to being the center of attention in their respective schools.

Then the meal started.

Ilvermorny obviously has no Hogwarts background. There is no dining table that can directly transfer food. The plates with food automatically fly over from the compartments, and the senior students at each table need to wave their wands to stop them.

Down.

These foods are not cooked by house elves like in Hogwarts. Erwin had seen the kitchen before and there were dedicated chefs working for Ilvermorny.

However, in terms of the type of food, Ilvermorny is better than Hogwarts. In Hogwarts, the elves will not take the initiative to cook Italian and Mexican dishes without going to the kitchen to make individual requests.

After dinner, the five exchange students returned to their tower. Sure enough, as soon as they entered the lounge, they saw the ice-like girl sitting on the sofa.

Even though it was still summer, everyone still felt a vague sense of coldness, especially when those icy lake-like eyes looked over.

After all, this girl has shown very terrifying lethality, and no one knows whether this magic can have the same effect on them.

Viktor took a step back warily, while Virginio glanced at Alvin helplessly, "Okay, you guessed it right."

"Hello, classmate Lyudmila." Angela said tentatively, "You haven't had dinner yet, right?"

Lyudmila did not respond to her, which made Angela look a little embarrassed.

"Concerning the fact that you killed those Pukki, what treatment did Ilvermorny do to you?" Viktor asked.

"They should have made compensation." Angela said with some uncertainty.

"That's it?" Virginio's expression was extremely exciting, "Didn't Ilvermorny claim that they have a deep bond with Pukki? They actually put a price tag directly on it?"

Lyudmila remained silent, sitting with her knees in her arms, as if she was thinking about something. Her figure was very thin, which easily aroused people's pity.

Erwin recalled what she had said before, that if she did not kill these Pukki first, she might be injured or even die.

Is it possible that she was telling the truth at that time?

Lyudmila suddenly raised her head at this time, "Which room is mine?" she asked.

Everyone was speechless. After so many words of emotion, the other party didn't hear a word.

"This room." Erwin pointed the direction to her.

Lyudmila glanced at him. She remembered that Erwin was the first to ask her if she was from Kodos Dorez a few hours ago.

But I just looked at him one more time.

As for other people, they don't care at all, as if they are transparent people.

When she closed the door, Virginio immediately made a voice of disdain, "This is too self-righteous, as if we are inferior to her."

"Maybe Lyudmila is not good at socializing..." Angela seemed accustomed to looking at others with kindness.

"Maybe, she is far behind compared to you, my sister." Virginio seamlessly switched to flattery mode.

"Don't say that..." Angela didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Erwin remained silent and did not participate in their conversation.

As he expected, it was almost impossible for Lyudmila to be deported.

"How do I feel that this so-called bloodline issue is probably mainly for her." Riddle said leisurely.

"Maybe." Erwin said noncommittally.

Keeping Dumbledore's advice in mind, he came to Ilvermorny mainly to be an observer.