The Psychic Wizard of Hogwarts

The evening sun had just set over the corner of the mountain pass. The two people who had finished their first day of student life were walking out of the History of Magic classroom one after another. Dral, who was walking behind, looked helplessly at Duck in front of him. , he was complaining to himself in a low voice.

"Hey~ The afternoon Charms class is fine. I don't need to write anything. I just follow Professor Flitwick and practice how to cast spells. But why is it that at night, there are so many notes that need to be copied in the damn History of Magic?"

The depressed Duck looked at his slightly trembling hands.

"You guy, why are you so leisurely?" He said and glanced sideways at Delal, who was looking at him with a smile.

Delal raised the corners of his mouth slightly, pointed his finger on his forehead, and said teasingly to Duck beside him.

"Because I am a genius, all the knowledge is here."

"Che(ˉ▽￣~)che~~" curled his lips, Dak glanced at Delal with disgust, and then the two of them walked to the lounge, walked through the stairs, and passed the corridor. When they stood on the stone in front of the wall.

Duck stepped forward and said "cautiously and gracefully" towards the stone wall. The two waited quietly for a while, when Duck was about to turn back and say something to Dral.

Delal stepped forward and whispered "Born Noble", and the stone door slowly emerged in Duck's surprised eyes.

When Delal walked past and walked into the lounge, he came back to his senses and chased after him. He turned his head and looked at Delal who was walking slowly beside him.

"When did you change the password? Didn't it say that it should be changed every two weeks? It's only been two weeks since school started." He followed closely with his hands spread out and asked Delal.

Delal looked forward and walked forward and said, "When I got up in the morning, I saw someone changing the bulletin board, so I glanced at the bulletin board before leaving and found that the password had changed. As I expected, it was a simple showdown. "

"Dismount?"

He tilted his head slightly and glanced at Duck. "You have forgotten Slytherin's reputation outside. I think you should have heard of it, so you should know where it is."

"Insidious, cunning, pure-blooded, profit first."

"That's right or wrong. In my opinion, being insidious and cunning is just that they are smart, think too much, and care about what they have more than others. Pure blood is just an extroversion of their worship of power, and not all pure bloods are like them. It’s nice to look at it, but they definitely respect strong people, and I can misinterpret the idea of ​​putting interests first as a request for a higher self.”

Dak looked at Dral in surprise, "Why do you think so?"

Stopping the steps he was about to take, he stopped at the top of the stairs and looked at Dark's surprised eyes. "It's because I'm a wizard from a Muggle family, so I shouldn't think so."

Turning around to face Dark, "Slytherin is more of an elite society. If you are not special enough, you will only be indirectly abandoned. Every action conveys that feeling of superiority and the need to be recognized, or Conquer them."

"Smart, paranoid, dedicated, knowing how to advance and retreat, and supreme glory."

"The worst is also the best." After saying that, he smiled and walked into the Slytherin lounge. Small groups gathered in twos and threes in the large lounge. Men and women sat together and whispered something. , feeling Dak approaching and saying softly behind him.

"Those who are still deliberately demanding their appearance and etiquette, if it weren't for the declining wizard family, they would still be bent on retaining their last dignity. And those old families who still have increasingly powerful foundations, their kind of demanding but not pretentious The etiquette shows one’s inner strength.”

"And those new-school families are different, they are energetic and aggressive."

"Slytherin is a combination of old and new. It is precisely because of the strong alliance that the British magical world is controlled by people here."

“If you want to be recognized, you must first follow the rules of the game.”

After saying that, he glanced at Dak who was walking aside. "Of course, I don't have so many requirements for you."

When Dark heard Dral's compliment, he said to him with a smile in his gray eyes.

"Thank you for the compliment. Of course, your description of Slytherin, I will take it as your compliment."

"I didn't even think I was so powerful!"

"Hahaha"

Looking at Dak who was laughing out loud, Delal said softly with a smile on his lips, "Of course it's awesome, after all, gold is noble."

"What did you say? I didn't catch it!"

With a sigh and a look of helplessness, Duck ignored the fussing and walked towards the personal lounge.

Dak looked at Dral who ignored him, curled his lips, and then hummed an unknown tune and walked to the lounge. However, he did not return to the personal lounge but stayed in the lobby, talking to the freshmen. They were fighting together.

Delal returned to the room and gently closed the door to the room. A black shadow suddenly appeared in the corner of the room.

A "bang" sound fell on Delal's chest. Delal didn't care about the books that fell on the ground, and quickly reached out to catch Chris who jumped into his arms.

Looking down at Chrissy's cute little face, he said to her with a pleasant smile on his face.

"Did you go somewhere to play today? Or did you stay in your room all day?"

"Meow" Kris had a look of anthropomorphic helplessness on her little face.

"Oh? Didn't you go out because the door was closed? I will leave the door open for you tomorrow, okay?"

"Meow" the soft voice was filled with Chrissy's pleasure.

"I'm going to the palace to study something. Do you want to come with me?" He took the cushion on the side and sat down by the window.

Facing the deep water world outside the window, he gently stroked Chrissy's little head twice. Chrissy responded softly in his ears. Dark closed his eyes, and a faint golden light spread on the runes. A strong sense of weightlessness surrounds me.

In the silent palace, there was only the occasional sound of burning fire. The shabby book that had been closed on the table in the middle was slowly being opened. When it turned to the pages full of pictures and texts, a strong light appeared on the dome. The yellow light turned into a burst of particles flying and spinning, slowly forming a figure on the chair.

Delal opened his eyes, and the runes between his eyebrows gradually dimmed. Chrissy in his arms gently shook Delal's arms, jumped up and landed on the desk, and the pale golden particles slowly came out of her own hair. Spreading out, the small rune on his forehead dimmed, his tail flicked, and he looked at Dral who had just opened his eyes with golden blue eyes.

"It's still comfortable here," said Delal, who was sitting in the chair and sat up, and touched the head of the little cutie in front of him.Then he picked up the book on the table, stood up and said to Chris beside him.

"I'm going to get something out front, do you want to come with me?"

Looking up at Dral who stood up, Chrissy shook her head slightly, and then a book flew out of the passage and landed in front of Chrissy.

"Then I'll go by myself." After saying that, he walked forward along one of the roads. At the end of the road, an arched window came into view. Looking at the window in front of him, Delal thought of the inexplicable touch he had felt a few days ago.

Then he mobilized the power of the gem, and the runes on his forehead emitted a burst of intense golden light.

The wall in front of me suddenly twisted and exploded, and the shattered dust filled about one meter in front of the stone wall, floating quietly in the air as if the pause button had been pressed.

Then two rays of yellow light suddenly shot out of Delal's eyes, extending straight out from the dust.

The golden light lasted less than a second, and the floating dust suddenly surged outward as if attracted by something. When the dust passed by, the opened hole slowly formed two marble pillars, stretching from the ground to the ceiling.

Delal stepped into this foggy gray space, and the blackness in the distant space came into view.

"Is this an expansion of space?"

Thinking about it, the surrounding fog seemed to be instigated by someone, one after another, and it seemed to be still in the air.

Then pieces of furniture were assembled to create a Slytherin-style room, except that there were no bookcases and sofas in the room. Instead, the room was filled with various appliances and magic items, but outside the window it still looked like a Slytherin dormitory. In the underwater world, blue-green light casts in from the window.

"Is this the only way we can do it? It's a pity that it's just a fantasy outside the window. It will probably take some time. According to the current situation, one day I will own a sea."

"I am Akuman." He put on a Neptune pose, shrugged with a smile, turned around and took off his clothes. The originally empty doorway behind him instantly formed a dark oak door. The two-open door was engraved with the words "Dela" and "Dra". The same rune on your forehead.

He turned back and sat on the solid wooden table in the room, and opened the book in his hand, "The Book of Fire Thieves, also known as the Book of Prometheus. As long as the energy is enough, it can engrave the roots of everything."

"Plug-in gold finger, you are as good as me!" He laughed innocently and gently stroked the engraving he stole from Duck yesterday.

"Gold is originally just a precious metal for Muggles, and it is a general equivalent. It itself has the function of a value scale, and in the Muggle world it is the best means to resist inflation, but in the world as a set of rules, , the concept of the word gold itself is so high and precious that it’s surprising.”

"In the magical world, items with gold characters often have high value in themselves, or have some characteristics that others do not have."

"So gold is noble, and that is what makes people who have the concept of gold special."

"And in the popular Greek mythology, the first era ruled by Cronus, the god of time, was the Golden Age. It was also the most beautiful era of mankind in the legend. Human beings lived happily and carefree with gods and were pious. They obey God’s will, have abundant food without having to work, have strong bodies, and don’t have to worry about disease or death.”

"The two words gold directly gave humans of that era two special effects: immortality and immunity to diseases."

Reaching out, Dral's wand appeared from the illusion. He flicked the wand, and the messy lines engraved on the original book struggled to emerge from the pages of the book. Dral's golden eyes looked directly at the engravings in the air. The gem prevented him from looking directly at the source of the concept, and time passed slowly as Dral studied the engraving process.

A violent vibration appeared in the room, Dral's right hand holding the wand trembled slightly, and then the runes floating in the air slowly dissipated in the air.

The golden light in his eyes slowly dissipated, and Delal took two deep breaths when he came back to his senses. He gently rubbed his fingers with his left hand and thought deeply.

"It seems that the power of gemstones has come to an end today, and I can no longer look directly at it. However, I have gained a lot from the 1% analysis. I think that maybe as my study deepens, I can use the engraving rules to use the magic pattern's Form changes the essence of the object itself.”

"We need to know which magic pattern is more consistent with this root."

Shaking his head, Dral stood up and tapped the book on the table with his wand. The book closed with a bang and floated aside. As Dral returned to the dome, Chris seemed not to notice Dral behind her. , she was still looking at the book under her with concentration.

Delal walked in and took a look at the Goodfellas Black Cat Sheriff comic book. He read comic books instead of cartoons.

With a helpless smile, she reached out and hugged Chris. Chris raised her little face and looked at Dral, who had a hint of exhaustion on her face.

"It's time to go back, it must be very late."

"Meow" a soft voice sounded.

"Well, we'll see tomorrow. You can do it yourself." After saying this, Delal held Chrissy in his arms and turned into a ball of golden mist and dissipated beside the desk.

The cover of the book on the table suddenly seemed to be engraved with golden lines. Unfortunately, after struggling for a moment, only a pale golden curve was left on the corner of the cover, and then it lay motionless on the desk.

The bright light around him slowly dimmed as Delal left.

In the starry sky on the ceiling, a tiny star flashed with a faint golden color for a moment, and then returned to its original state.