Hogwarts's Master of Mind

Aiden returned to reality and looked back, and saw that the alchemical matrix began to emit a dazzling light.

"Dawali, look at this thing, is it smoking?"

As soon as the thought flashed through Aiden's mind, he directly wrapped the entire matrix with defensive magic.

"Bang~" A violent explosion occurred, and Dumbledore immediately used a spell to enhance Aiden's defensive magic.

With the combined efforts of the two, the explosion was suppressed.

"Aiden, you didn't tell me this thing would explode." Oliver, who was pinned to the ground by the St.

Snape also stood up, his disheveled hair showing his recent unrest.

"I hope these two geniuses who are almost 'having a brainwave' can handle the subsequent matters properly." Snape said sarcastically and turned away.

Aiden picked up the blackened crown from the ruins in the middle, wiped it clean, and found that there was no damage at all.

"The founder cast a strange spell on them, making these relics difficult to destroy. I think this is also the reason why Tom chose these treasures as Horcruxes later." Dumbledore sighed.

Oliver came over and looked at the tiara.

"Is this Ms. Rowena's relic? I heard it can give people wisdom."

Oliver's little thoughts were exposed in front of Aiden, and he put the crown directly on Oliver's head.

Blessed by the crown, Oliver entered a state of accelerated thinking. When he looked at something,

The understanding of things in his mind and the knowledge he had learned in the past all appeared clearly before his eyes, making Oliver feel that everything was under his control.

Looking at the addict, Aiden snatched the crown from his head.

"Oh, please don't, let me experience it again." Oliver stretched out his hand to stop her.

"If I let you experience it again, you will be immersed in it." Aiden put the crown into his pocket.

Oliver & Dumbledore: "............"

"Ask in advance, you know this is school property." Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course, Principal, I'm just borrowing you for a while." The unsportsmanlike audience used his ability to act serious.

"Alas." Dumbledore sighed and left the Room of Requirement without saying anything else.

............

That night, in the Requirement Room, Aiden and Oliver began to study the crown.

Looking at the crown, Aiden's eyes penetrated the boundary between reality and illusion and came to the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness.

Here, Aiden saw the small rune 'Kenaz (?)' engraved on the crown.

"See what?" Oliver asked.

"It's Kenaz (?), knowledge, creativity, enlightenment. Ms. Rowena's method is very unique. I don't know what method she used to reverse this rune." Aiden replied.

"Reversal." A question mark appeared on Oliver's face.

"Normally, our use of Kenaz (?) is sequential. We first acquire knowledge, then create based on knowledge, and finally inspire others."

Aiden used his short staff to write silver-white words in the air, namely "knowledge", "creativity", and "enlightenment".

"But Ms. Rowena is different. She somehow bypasses this process, first giving inspiration, then creativity, and finally generating new knowledge."

Aiden waved his wand, and the silver-white characters in the air were rearranged.

"You mean..." Oliver seemed to have touched something.

"Yes, enlightenment is not given to oneself, but to others. If the crown can directly enlighten others..."

Before Aiden could finish his words, a faint light suddenly emanated from the Room of Requirement.

The laboratory, which had already been finalized, suddenly began to twist, and the wooden boards made a creaking sound as they were reassembled.

Oliver and Aiden also floated up, and when the room was reorganized, an elegant study appeared in front of them.

The decoration of the study is warm and soft. The books on the desk are still unclosed and a thin smoke is wafting from the incense beside.

"It means that someone left knowledge in this crown that can enlighten others." A gentle female voice helped Aiden complete his words.

"Nice to meet you, Rowena, Headmistress of Ravenclaw." Aiden bowed to the portrait behind the desk.

Then he kicked Oliver, who was still in a daze, and Oliver saluted in the same way as Aiden did.

"How long has it been?"

The crown floated up and flew towards the portrait, and the next moment Ms. Ravenclaw actually walked out of the portrait.

"It's been thousands of years, ma'am," Aiden said.

"That's really great. Our ideal has lasted for thousands of years." Ms. Rowena's gaze seemed to penetrate the past.

"By the way, has Helena returned to Hogwarts? Barrow volunteered to look for her that year." Ms. Rowena turned around and looked at Aiden.

"This is, I'm sorry ma'am, this is tragic."

Aiden lowered his eyes and told Ms. Rowena the story he knew.

"So, Helena is still wandering around the academy." Ms. Rowena frowned slightly.

"Do you need us to help you invite her over?" Aiden asked.

Ms. Rowena nodded slightly, and Aiden turned and winked at the dazed Oliver.

Oliver, who understood what was going on, ran out immediately.

"Such familiar eyes, you look like a student in the academy." Ms. Rowena looked at Aiden for a while and suddenly said.

"Perhaps it's the ancestor of the family. Our line has made some progress in the research of bloodline."

As he spoke, Aiden took off his hat, revealing the dragon horns on his head, which also aroused the interest of Ms. Rowena.

"Has it developed to this extent? But the one who did more research in this area back then was Salazar. Unfortunately, I can't give you any advice, young man." Ms. Rowena narrowed her eyes and spoke out Aiden's thoughts.

"It's alright, ma'am. By the way, could you please tell me about your current condition? I'm personally quite interested in this aspect." Aiden's true colors were revealed.

"Well, the younger generation who are exploring the spiritual path?" Ms. Rowena was stunned.

She originally thought that Aiden would follow the path of his ancestors, but she didn't expect this guy to take a different approach.

"No wonder you came to Ravenclaw, for the exploration of the mind and the soul."

Ms. Rowena finally looked at Aiden seriously and discovered the hidden and excellent mental power in him.

"You can even fool me? There is such a person among the younger generation." Ms. Rowena changed her previous coldness and showed a little smile.

“Since you are also a junior who has embarked on the spiritual path, why don’t you guess my current state?” Ms. Rowena joked with Aiden.

"Since a thousand years have passed, your body and soul should no longer exist, and you should not bother to use dirty tricks like Horcruxes."

Ms. Rowena was pleased with the subtle compliment and continued to listen to Aiden's answer.

"And you are not a wizard who is attached to the world. It is very likely that your mental body has already traveled far away through the hazy illusion, so what remains here is the projection of your mind?" Aiden made a guess.

'Pa pa pa!' Ms. Rowena clapped.

"Yes, you should have come into contact with the anchor. Do you know why Salazar, Helga, and Godric, I, left the Chamber of Secrets and the items that carry our symbols?"

Ms. Rowena picked up the book on the desk and handed it to Aiden.

“Once we exist, there are traces of it, the wizards’ attachment to Hogwarts, our fame, and our relics.

Together, they form a solid anchor that allows us to project power back into the world we love, while remaining hidden from the eyes and ears of the nasties down there.”

Ms. Rowena was about to say something when the door was suddenly kicked open.