A certain Hogwarts rune professor
Chapter 76 Next Legend
Chapter 76 The Next Legend
Early the next morning, Felix got the research materials in the Room of Requirement.
He easily found the "big cabinet with blisters on the surface, as if it had been splashed with strong acid" in Tom's mouth.After dislodging the cabinet with a Levitation Charm, he found a dusty wooden chest hidden in the back.
He waved his wand cautiously, with layers of protective magic gleaming on his body, he opened the long-sealed box with an unlocking spell, and inside was a thick stack of neatly cut parchment.
There are no curses, no black magic, and no traps.
This disappointed Felix, who was fully armed and cautious.
Except for the strong stench from the half-covered cabinet, which made him have to cast a bubble head spell on himself, the whole process was easy beyond imagination.
Back in the office, Felix couldn't wait to flip through this document.
Frankly speaking, this process is a bit tedious. The data contains a large number of anatomical diagrams of magical creatures and annotations by Slytherin himself. When Felix brushed his hands over the paper, he seemed to be able to hear the dying voices of these creatures. whine.
This reminded him of his own experience of studying black magic. His heart seemed to be soaked in foul-smelling black water, and invisible arms desperately dragged him down.
Felix quickly used Occlumency to seal his heart, and he endured the discomfort to read the information on the parchment.
After about an hour—
"Whoo~"
Felix let out a long breath, his mood at the moment was very complicated.
It is difficult to understand the weight of the name Salazar Slytherin simply from the few words of later generations.To some extent, Felix even understood why Tom Riddle was so fanatical and respectful of Slytherin when he was sixteen or seventeen years old.
It was not because of the name of a Slytherin descendant.
He looked at the parchments in front of him, they were not just carriers of knowledge—every piece of parchment contained Salazar Slytherin's own thoughts and will when writing materials, it was a kind of calm to cold In his eyes, all kinds of magical creatures are just materials that need to be studied, and you can't feel the slightest sympathy and pity for them.
But it is this kind of absolute calm that makes Slytherin's research process extremely organized. Every line of text and every composition contains the ultimate charm of magic.
Even under the protection of Occlumency, Felix couldn't help being fascinated, and the idea of following in Slytherin's footsteps surged in his heart.
This is not the influence of magic, but the powerful personal charm exuded by a legendary wizard on the road of pursuing magic.
Felix suppressed his reluctance to completely seal up the information, "That's not my way." He warned himself.
There are only three parchments left in front of him, all of which he has selected to best suit his knowledge.
But Felix didn't start researching immediately. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the distant scenery of Hogwarts.
His heart was disturbed.
"Heh! Tom, is this your plan? You can find a way to fight back under extreme disadvantage." Felix murmured.
Many books in the magic world are potentially dangerous, and not everyone is qualified to read them.Just like the restricted area of Hogwarts, there are a large number of dangerous books locked in it-not only the knowledge recorded in it, but also many books, just reading will pay a painful price.
And Tom Riddle's purpose is obvious, borrowing the appeal of Salazar Slytherin's own magical path to influence and assimilate Felix's thoughts.
I can't beat you, and I can't influence you, but I can find someone stronger than me and let his thoughts change you.
The winter sun is warm but not dazzling, the snow in the courtyard is white but not dazzling, and the cold wind blowing through the tower is bitter but not biting.
He looked into the distance and said softly, "Salazar Slytherin..."
"...In a sense, we are all pursuing the ultimate in magic. But I have my own path, and I won't jump to your field just because you go further."
"Everyone starts from a weak place. Thousands of years ago, you were not as confused about your own path as I am today?"
"Now you are a steep and dangerous mountain in my eyes, an unreachable legend, but time is on my side, and the future is on my side. One day, I will walk side by side with you until I surpass you. "
Felix had been standing by the window, watching the sun rise to the mid-heaven, and when its light spread to every corner of Hogwarts, his heart became firm again.
This morning, Felix didn't think about any magical issues, but he felt that his understanding of "magic" itself had taken a big step forward. This kind of "progress" is all-round, and it cannot be reflected in a specific magic. On the curse, it gave him a feeling of clearing the fog.
He knew that the bottleneck of his magic theory, which had been stagnant for a long time, was finally loosened.
The accumulation of the past few years has the qualifications for a qualitative change at this moment.
Felix waved his wand, and the milky white light centered on him, illuminating the courtyard below, the greenhouse in the distance, the snow on the ground, and even the frozen black lake.
The mottled swaying dead branches and the shadows of the black stones by the lake disappeared at this moment.
In the headmaster's office next to the main building of the castle, the bearded Dumbledore was holding a piece of sizzling bee candy in his hand. He raised his head, his azure blue eyes reflected brightly through the half-moon lenses.
"It's a big deal," he said softly. "Isn't it, Fox?"
A palm-sized phoenix combed its feathers on its own.
At this very moment, in Hogwarts school, all kinds of situations in the world are unfolding——
Gilderoy Lockhart sleeps soundly in bed, enjoying the leisurely Christmas holiday;
Professor McGonagall brewed a cup of coffee and flipped through the student's transcript;
Professor Flitwick waved his wand and read "Analysis of Spells" with gusto;
Professor Sprout takes care of the naughty Mandrake in the warm greenhouse;
Professor Snape was fiddling with a measuring cup with a look of disgust, and there was a booklet with illustrations in his hand;
Hermione Granger looked in the mirror, tugging at the cat ears on top of her head in distress;
Luna Lovegood sat in the Ravenclaw lounge, wagging her head and reading a book of jokes;
……
On the snowy ground, two young wizards trudge through the snow.
Harry suddenly felt a white light flash in front of his eyes. He looked around, but found nothing.
"Have you noticed?" he said to his companion.
"What?" Ron said absently, looking up.
"It seemed like a flash of light just now..."
"Where is it?" Ron looked around, but found nothing.
The two continued to step on the snow in the courtyard and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office.
A gust of wind blew up a few fallen leaves, and their faint voices came——
"Harry, do you think Professor McGonagall will give me leave?"
"Sure, you're doing business. You should have changed your wand."
And in front of a window in the castle tower, Felix put away his wand calmly, without any confusion in his eyes.
"In the next millennium, I will be a legend."
(End of this chapter)
Early the next morning, Felix got the research materials in the Room of Requirement.
He easily found the "big cabinet with blisters on the surface, as if it had been splashed with strong acid" in Tom's mouth.After dislodging the cabinet with a Levitation Charm, he found a dusty wooden chest hidden in the back.
He waved his wand cautiously, with layers of protective magic gleaming on his body, he opened the long-sealed box with an unlocking spell, and inside was a thick stack of neatly cut parchment.
There are no curses, no black magic, and no traps.
This disappointed Felix, who was fully armed and cautious.
Except for the strong stench from the half-covered cabinet, which made him have to cast a bubble head spell on himself, the whole process was easy beyond imagination.
Back in the office, Felix couldn't wait to flip through this document.
Frankly speaking, this process is a bit tedious. The data contains a large number of anatomical diagrams of magical creatures and annotations by Slytherin himself. When Felix brushed his hands over the paper, he seemed to be able to hear the dying voices of these creatures. whine.
This reminded him of his own experience of studying black magic. His heart seemed to be soaked in foul-smelling black water, and invisible arms desperately dragged him down.
Felix quickly used Occlumency to seal his heart, and he endured the discomfort to read the information on the parchment.
After about an hour—
"Whoo~"
Felix let out a long breath, his mood at the moment was very complicated.
It is difficult to understand the weight of the name Salazar Slytherin simply from the few words of later generations.To some extent, Felix even understood why Tom Riddle was so fanatical and respectful of Slytherin when he was sixteen or seventeen years old.
It was not because of the name of a Slytherin descendant.
He looked at the parchments in front of him, they were not just carriers of knowledge—every piece of parchment contained Salazar Slytherin's own thoughts and will when writing materials, it was a kind of calm to cold In his eyes, all kinds of magical creatures are just materials that need to be studied, and you can't feel the slightest sympathy and pity for them.
But it is this kind of absolute calm that makes Slytherin's research process extremely organized. Every line of text and every composition contains the ultimate charm of magic.
Even under the protection of Occlumency, Felix couldn't help being fascinated, and the idea of following in Slytherin's footsteps surged in his heart.
This is not the influence of magic, but the powerful personal charm exuded by a legendary wizard on the road of pursuing magic.
Felix suppressed his reluctance to completely seal up the information, "That's not my way." He warned himself.
There are only three parchments left in front of him, all of which he has selected to best suit his knowledge.
But Felix didn't start researching immediately. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the distant scenery of Hogwarts.
His heart was disturbed.
"Heh! Tom, is this your plan? You can find a way to fight back under extreme disadvantage." Felix murmured.
Many books in the magic world are potentially dangerous, and not everyone is qualified to read them.Just like the restricted area of Hogwarts, there are a large number of dangerous books locked in it-not only the knowledge recorded in it, but also many books, just reading will pay a painful price.
And Tom Riddle's purpose is obvious, borrowing the appeal of Salazar Slytherin's own magical path to influence and assimilate Felix's thoughts.
I can't beat you, and I can't influence you, but I can find someone stronger than me and let his thoughts change you.
The winter sun is warm but not dazzling, the snow in the courtyard is white but not dazzling, and the cold wind blowing through the tower is bitter but not biting.
He looked into the distance and said softly, "Salazar Slytherin..."
"...In a sense, we are all pursuing the ultimate in magic. But I have my own path, and I won't jump to your field just because you go further."
"Everyone starts from a weak place. Thousands of years ago, you were not as confused about your own path as I am today?"
"Now you are a steep and dangerous mountain in my eyes, an unreachable legend, but time is on my side, and the future is on my side. One day, I will walk side by side with you until I surpass you. "
Felix had been standing by the window, watching the sun rise to the mid-heaven, and when its light spread to every corner of Hogwarts, his heart became firm again.
This morning, Felix didn't think about any magical issues, but he felt that his understanding of "magic" itself had taken a big step forward. This kind of "progress" is all-round, and it cannot be reflected in a specific magic. On the curse, it gave him a feeling of clearing the fog.
He knew that the bottleneck of his magic theory, which had been stagnant for a long time, was finally loosened.
The accumulation of the past few years has the qualifications for a qualitative change at this moment.
Felix waved his wand, and the milky white light centered on him, illuminating the courtyard below, the greenhouse in the distance, the snow on the ground, and even the frozen black lake.
The mottled swaying dead branches and the shadows of the black stones by the lake disappeared at this moment.
In the headmaster's office next to the main building of the castle, the bearded Dumbledore was holding a piece of sizzling bee candy in his hand. He raised his head, his azure blue eyes reflected brightly through the half-moon lenses.
"It's a big deal," he said softly. "Isn't it, Fox?"
A palm-sized phoenix combed its feathers on its own.
At this very moment, in Hogwarts school, all kinds of situations in the world are unfolding——
Gilderoy Lockhart sleeps soundly in bed, enjoying the leisurely Christmas holiday;
Professor McGonagall brewed a cup of coffee and flipped through the student's transcript;
Professor Flitwick waved his wand and read "Analysis of Spells" with gusto;
Professor Sprout takes care of the naughty Mandrake in the warm greenhouse;
Professor Snape was fiddling with a measuring cup with a look of disgust, and there was a booklet with illustrations in his hand;
Hermione Granger looked in the mirror, tugging at the cat ears on top of her head in distress;
Luna Lovegood sat in the Ravenclaw lounge, wagging her head and reading a book of jokes;
……
On the snowy ground, two young wizards trudge through the snow.
Harry suddenly felt a white light flash in front of his eyes. He looked around, but found nothing.
"Have you noticed?" he said to his companion.
"What?" Ron said absently, looking up.
"It seemed like a flash of light just now..."
"Where is it?" Ron looked around, but found nothing.
The two continued to step on the snow in the courtyard and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office.
A gust of wind blew up a few fallen leaves, and their faint voices came——
"Harry, do you think Professor McGonagall will give me leave?"
"Sure, you're doing business. You should have changed your wand."
And in front of a window in the castle tower, Felix put away his wand calmly, without any confusion in his eyes.
"In the next millennium, I will be a legend."
(End of this chapter)
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