The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

The centaur led his alien friends out of the Forbidden Forest. Before leaving, the centaur told DeWitt his name, and DeWitt did not forget to ask what the unicorn's previous actions meant.

The centaurs said that a unicorn's attitude means rejection, and that unicorns are not fickle things. Their decisions will be implemented from beginning to end. If you want to rely on hard work and let unicorns help, it is impossible.

It can be said that there is no need to come to the Forbidden Forest again in the future. The centaur also uncharacteristically put forward his own opinion - about Ciri's intuition of finding unicorns - it is very likely that there is no need to directly contact the unicorns.

But we need to think from another angle.

Now, they have gone home and are in the basement.

DeWitt was sitting on a chair, with his head lowered and silent. Siri stood in the shadows leaning against the wall, and she discovered the stone with long hands.

"From another angle," Hermione walked around the open space, throwing out her thoughts from time to time, "could it be unicorn blood?"

Alice laughed and said: "Your idea is evil enough."

"It's not illegal to guess," Hermione said. "Perhaps it requires the cooperation of a unicorn. For example, ancient magic pays special attention to environmental conditions and the timing of release, cumbersome spells, and complex movements... Compared to magic, ancient magic

Magic is more like a ritual, through some symbolic actions, you can achieve things that were previously impossible."

"You mean... legend?" Ciri said dubiously, "I think I roughly understand what you mean. Where I live, people often say that fate has two edges, and that fate is something unpredictable, but

Even demon hunters who are not good at magic can control their destiny through some methods, such as the law of accident."

DeWitt made a sound: "What is the law of accidents?"

"The tradition of the witcher - a method of transaction that can replace money, such as something that you don't know but exists in your home, such as the first animal that hugs your legs when you come home... The witcher is trading with

When the target reaches an agreement, no rituals will be performed, and no magic power will be used. However, even if the agreement is violated, it will always be realized in an unexpected way in the end - I guess you will ask me why I know the law of accidents.

So much, because I am the son of the law of accident, and fate once guided me to reunite with Geralt, my father, but this time..."

"Then don't do anything and wait for fate to take effect." What Alice said sounded sarcastic, but her appearance was very serious and solemn, making people wonder if she was overthinking.

"There is still something to be done," DeWitt echoed. "If you can't open up a new path by looking forward, then look back at the past and find experience from ancient books."

However, times are progressing. Things in the past will always be lost due to various reasons. I don’t know since when, magic no longer requires long preparations, complicated props and lengthy spells. This kind of power belonging to wizards has gradually been optimized.

, in such a long time, magic has developed in various directions, either with powerful power or with wonderful effects... But in the end it became the most suitable one at present.

"If you've decided that, then we have to look for knowledge from the past," Hermione said. "Do you know where to look?"

Go to the bookstore in Diagon Alley, go to the library of Hogwarts, go to the study room of a pure-blood family - but the stars have changed, the sun and the moon have changed, countless families have risen and fallen, countless generations of inheritance have appeared and been cut off, and the old magic has been

Abandoned, but the older the magic, the greater the gap with modern magic. Nowadays, the bookstores in Diagon Alley only follow the trend, and the library of Hogwarts seems too short-lived. On the contrary, pure-blood families can provide clues——

The clues point to the dark corner of the magical world, Knockturn Alley.

It’s time to go to Knockturn Alley again, DeWitt thought. Of course, he was also curious: Why is there something in Knockturn Alley that Hogwarts and the Old Family don’t have? Ms. Feier told him, because not all

Wizards can all get correct guidance and good education and find schools to learn magic. They can only look for those inheritances that are despised by modern wizards - perhaps in the wilderness, perhaps by trading at all costs, and then bring the ancient

The trading of knowledge is passed down to the wild wizards who are also taught by no one. It is these people who cannot gain a foothold on the bright side of the magic world. Even the magic world has forgotten that there is such a group in the world and allows this group to struggle in the world.

In the blind spot of vision, just like how peaceful countries view wars in other areas, they do not exist if they are not thought of. To put it simply - there is a lack of reality.

If Ms. Feier hadn't mentioned this, even DeWitt wouldn't have realized the deeper meaning of this context. He was better at clearing away obstacles and then walking unswervingly on his chosen path.
"How do you feel? Being here again," DeWitt asked as Ms. Feier stood at the boundary between Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley, "do you have the urge to wash away the shame? Want to destroy?

Revenge?"

Ms. Feier said calmly: "No."

Wizards wearing neat wizard robes strode into Diagon Alley. Occasionally, a few sneaky black figures would flow into Knockturn Alley. People like DeWitt stood motionless in front of Knockturn Alley.

Naturally, it attracted strange looks, especially since there was a ghost in the team.

"Are you going to stand here and let the dark wizard give you the knowledge you are looking for by sighing," Alice urged, hiding in the wall, "or do you want to seize the time and take action immediately?"

Knockturn Alley is still the same backward and dark place, with evil magic materials everywhere, sewage flowing across the ground, and the smell of rot occupying the airspace. Walking here, DeWitt feels like needles pricking malice, coming from all directions.

Hermione was anxious and pulled her hat down hard; Ciri's eyes were looking around on the kerchief that covered half of her face, as if she had gone home - because Knockturn Alley can't be better no matter how bad it is.

It was better than the village that had just been ravaged by deserters; as for Alice... out of the need to hide her identity, she left temporarily.

Going deeper, the products displayed in the shop windows became larger and larger, and there were more and more wizards with weird behaviors and looks. Hermione, the only one who couldn't adapt to this environment immediately, couldn't help but said uneasily: "Why does the Ministry of Magic do this?"

Are places like this allowed to exist?"

This question involves the influence of many factors, so no one can answer it.

After walking about a few dozen steps, DeWitt suddenly stopped and stood in front of the store No. 13b on Knockturn Alley. He looked at the "open" store and the unchanged sign on the door, and asked Ms. Feier: "

Isn’t the owner of this shop dead? What’s going on now?”

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