Hogwarts: The Book of Laws.

"Psychic perception?"

Arthur said thoughtfully.

Helga nodded and said, "Yes. The range of perception depends on how well you develop and utilize the spell."

"In my dream, I saw the death curse cast by Helga. It seemed that there was no casting trajectory, but a direct hit! Is it related to spiritual perception?" Arthur asked expectantly.

Helga did not disappoint him and said with a smile: "Of course, this is a kind of law magic created by her! It's called, locking spell!"

As soon as Helga finished speaking, the spiritual spell in the air suddenly broke down into lines. The lines combined according to mysterious trajectories to form a column of patterns and abstract words!

"Use spiritual perception to lock the target, thereby directly applying the spell to the opponent's soul! This is the rune spell of the locking spell, remember it!" Helga said.

She didn't need to remind him that Arthur had already imprinted the spell firmly in his mind.

This is a magic skill!

Once you learn this, you will no longer have to worry about spells not hitting people!

As long as the opponent is locked, the next second will be a direct hit!

Next, Helga taught him the spell on how to pull people into dreams.

Helga said that this was Hufflepuff's best skill during his lifetime, and it was also the magic that best explained the mystery of spiritual laws.

Perhaps other wizards with spiritual laws also possess dream-related magic, but it is definitely different from Hufflepuff's, because she has not taught anyone yet!

Of course, this magic must also be based on 'spiritual perception'. As for the principle, Arthur is not sure. Anyway, as long as you use spiritual charms to arrange rune spells, you can forcefully pull people into a dream within the range of perception!

Arthur swept away the previous haze, no matter what kind of Holy Knights, what kind of Horcrux, what kind of sublimation, as long as he is strong enough, everything is not a problem!

"Is there any way I can condense the spell faster?"

Arthur couldn't help but ask, he couldn't wait now, the spell was not formed, and the spiritual law could not be cast no matter how strong it was!

Helga pointed to the tower and said: "Starting from tomorrow, you can meditate in this tower every day, and you will be able to successfully condense it soon."

"That's great!" Arthur waved his hands excitedly, then he thought for a moment and then said, "Those people are still looking for me. I still need to find a way to divert my attention and grow steadily for a while. .”

"This is your own business. What I can do is very limited." Helga spread her hands helplessly, "But you don't have to worry too much. Even if you can't use the law freely, ordinary magic spells are enough to deal with most crises. .”

Arthur turned around and said, "I understand, thank you, Helga! I guess I'll have to go back now."

"Arthur," Helga stopped him gently and said hesitantly, "I don't know if it's my imagination, but I always feel... something strange seems to be happening at Hogwarts."

"Strange things?" Arthur asked, "You mean the people who are frantically looking for me?"

Helga shook her head and said: "I don't know, I can't pay attention to the outside world all the time. But I think it is Hogwarts itself that has changed, like... being covered with a veil, hazy, It’s impossible to see clearly.”

Arthur was still thinking about Helga's strange metaphor, a veil?What's the meaning?Is it guardian magic?

"Forget it, let's not think about it for now. At least for now, I don't feel any danger." Helga spread her hands again and said.

"Then I'll leave first." Arthur nodded thoughtfully.

Then, his spiritual body instantly spun into a ball and disappeared into the spiritual world.

"Oh..."

As soon as he returned to his body, Arthur felt a pain in his back.

Because his body had been in front of the portrait, maintaining that posture.

"We have to find a way, we can't do this every day." Arthur rubbed his shoulders and muttered to himself, "Not only does it hurt your body, but it's also easy to be discovered."

Arthur looked around the common room.

The bright moonlight shining from the window seemed to cast a hazy veil over this place.

Full of mysterious and dreamy atmosphere.

...

...

Grand Canyon of Verdun, France.

This is a famous tourist attraction in Europe, famous for its towering mountain walls on both sides and the green flowing lake in the middle.

Every holiday, it attracts many tourists.

But what they didn't know was that there was a prison hidden within these steep cliffs and rolling mountains!

A wizard prison similar to Azkaban!

The rugged mountains block the prying eyes of ordinary people and cover up all traces of existence here.

At this time, two people were walking one behind the other on the steep mountain road.

The man in front was short and had a wretched expression.He was wearing an ill-fitting black dress and a round hat that was popular decades ago.But he was wearing a pair of jeans on his lower body, making him look nondescript.

Behind him was an old man.He was wearing a black robe that looked valuable.

A row of golden silk threads were sewn on the cuffs and collar corners. Coupled with the old man's kind face, it further highlighted his extraordinary temperament and noble status.

Such a combination appears in the mountains at three o'clock in the morning, and it is easy for people to think of some bad things.

For example, it is very likely that the wretched man in front has kidnapped the old man behind him and wants to force him to go somewhere!

However, the opposite is true!

The old man held a magic wand in his hand. Although the wand was not pointed at the wretched man's back, he did not dare to make any move.

Because the wretched man knows how scary this old man is!

"How far is it?" The old man suddenly spoke, his voice gentle and strong.

But the wretched man was startled. He didn't dare to look back and said with a trembling voice: "It's right in front, very soon!"

"I hope I can see the entrance you mentioned in 10 minutes." The old man smiled and said, "Otherwise, I will think you are teasing me."

The wretched man trembled and said quickly: "No! I never teased you! You can be there in 10 minutes! I promise!"

"Very good." The old man nodded gently.

Ten minutes later, the two came to the top of a cliff.

"It's right there, the entrance!" The wretched man pointed at a slightly protruding stone wall below and said, and then he swallowed again, speaking cautiously, "But I don't know the secret word for entering. Only the staff of the Ministry of Magic know it. .”

The old man glanced at him and said gently: "I understand that a place like this is unknown to outsiders."

"Thank you, Mr. Tiedemann!" The wretched man breathed a sigh of relief, "Then how do you get in... I mean, what else can I do to help you?"

"Just keep it a secret for me. You don't have to do anything else." The old man named Tiedemann said.

"Don't worry, I have a very tight tongue! Everyone who has worked with me can prove it!" The slutty man put his fingers on his lips and made a zipper motion.

"I believe you very much." Tiedemann's tone was still so gentle.

But then he raised his wand, and a strange green light suddenly flashed in the dark forest!

Then there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

The wretched man fell on the rubble, his eyes wide open, his face pale, and he had lost his breath.

"But I believe in dead people more." Tiedemann said slowly while looking at the corpse of the wretched man.

Then he took out a metal bottle filled with potion from the pocket of his robe, pulled out a hair from the corpse of the obscene man, and added it to the bottle.

The potion instantly turned into some dark black and purple viscous liquid.

Tiedemann frowned and said to himself: "What a disgusting smell."

He raised his head and drank up all the potion in the metal bottle, resisting the urge to spit it out.

After a while, his body began to twist, his face changed, his height became shorter, and another wretched man appeared!

He adjusted his body and smiled.

But this smile is no longer gentle, but has an aura of vulgarity.

He raised his wand to the sky and drew a circle.

Several blue streams of light suddenly appeared in mid-air!And follow his movements and start turning!A vortex gradually formed!

At this time, a low and long groan came from the whirlpool!

A sperm whale with blue light all over its body flew out of it!

"My dear, open this portal and lead me to Vader!" he said to the sperm whale, laughing.

"Om-"

The sperm whale roared again, seemingly in response!

Then its huge body slammed into the mountain wall!

The entire Grand Canyon began to tremble!