Chapter 89:88: Legilimency! Amazing choice!
Night has not yet arrived.
Ian still has a lot to do.
He didn't know that Dumbledore, who was naturally cunning, had eaten two fishes. Seeing that the library was about to close, he ran towards the library so fast that his legs were smoking.
“Is anyone chasing him?”
"I don't know... He looks like he wants to poop but can't find the toilet."
"Oh, I understand, I've encountered this situation too, trust me, don't go there Bet that's bullshit. Oh, don't leave. I'm not saying you won't go back to the dormitory tonight. "
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A couple who were in love in the seventh grade lost their love because of Ian's passing. Ian may not have merit +1, but he must have stopped it. The field can increase the population of the earth by 1.
Not many people come to the library during the day, let alone after school is over and it’s close to night. Even though Ian is running hard, he still can’t keep up with the closing speed of the library.
Even before Mrs. Pince turned off the lights at the end, Ian only saw a tightly closed door and a brand new door lock that seemed to have been recently replaced.
"Ms. Pingsi is definitely leaving get off work early!"
Ian looked at the time angrily. The current time has just reached the closing time, which is only a few minutes away at best. It looked like I had sex for a minute.
Sure enough.
Positions without competition will always be so slack!
"Oh, I feel so uncomfortable, I want to cry."
Ian had no chance to use his bribery method to make Mrs. Pince stay a little longer, because he didn't even see anyone, so he could only look around and take out his own wand.
“The Alaho Cave is open!”
Ian just wanted to experience the tradition of Hogwarts. However, he found that he had already reached the level 2 unlocking spell, but he could not. Unlock the library door.
The strange-looking door lock only shook twice, as if some kind of force had offset Ian's unlocking spell. This was obviously a high-security door lock blessed with special magic.
"This is not magic at all!"
Ian was stunned.
Didn’t it say that the lock-picking spell can’t be opened without a lock? !
In the original Hogwarts, even the underground entrance where a three-headed vicious dog was placed and where the Philosopher's Stone was hidden could be opened directly by the first-year Hermione Granger using the Unlock Spell!
“My lock-picking spell is not as good as Hermione’s?”
Ian tried several times without giving up, but the lock on the library door was still as firm as a rock. At the end of the day, the lock stopped even shaking.
Ian inexplicably felt a sense of humiliation that he was unwilling to do anything about the door lock.
“Wait for me to awaken my extraordinary characteristics!”
He poked the library door lock with a magic spell, turned around and left with reluctance, and there was no one in the corridor. , there is a short ghost hiding in the corner.
It peeps.
After seeing the person who appeared in the corridor was Ian, he immediately wanted to get into the wall in fear, but Ian grabbed its two short legs and pulled it out.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Peeves screamed.
"I saw it, you want to hide here to scare me!" Ian was already a little uncomfortable, but he didn't expect to bump into Peeves. This guy actually dared to appear in front of him.
"I didn't know it was you little devil! I thought it was those stupid nerds from Ravenclaw!" Peeves wanted to bite Ian's hand holding his legs but felt a little uncomfortable. Dare to speak.
"Okay! How dare you call me a little devil! Do you know that Dumbledore is my good brother! Damn it, you not only called me, you actually called our simple and kind-hearted little wizard from Ravenclaw a fool!" Ian beat him wildly without saying a word, and his previous depression was immediately and effectively relieved.
He was about to leave with a relaxed expression.
"I'm going to find Dumbledore to file a complaint against you! How dare you offend your principal and say he is your brother!" Peeves, who was released, turned around and shouted as he flew away. Yell.
"The fear is coming!"
Ian took out his wand, and a slightly grayish-white light shot out, hitting the cursing Peeves in the middle and hitting it with no elasticity. An ass to speak of.
"No! Don't burn me with fierce fire! Nick! Nick! Take your ax from my neck! Ooooo! Why are you all helping that little devil to bully me!"
Peeves is gone Rolling crazily on the ground, crying non-stop.
"I don't want to leave Hogwarts! You can't drive me away! This is my home!" Who said that the prankster has no fear? Peeves seems to be reacting more than anyone else.
When the magic effect ends.
“Next time you dare to hide somewhere to scare me, I will put you in a bottle and throw you into the black lake. Those giant squids will definitely like to play games with you!”
Ian warned Peeves again.
“Woooooo!”
Peeves no longer dared to be happy. He cried and crawled into the wall next to him and shivered, just like those who had been scared to cry by him. He was as frightened and helpless as a former student.
Finding that he couldn't get Peeves out no matter how hard he tried, Ian, who was still a bit unsatisfied, could only leave with regret. He first went back to the Ravenclaw lounge and took all the parchments with him.
Then he started wandering around the castle like a street kid.
no way.
After all, Ian only knows that the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Access are in a certain top tower. He must be familiar with the terrain now, and then he can conduct a smooth investigation one by one at night.
“Don’t ever have a lock that can’t be opened.” Ian also went to the Hogwarts kitchen for a late-night snack, and got his wish from the house elves. Real honey steak.
The taste is actually pretty good.
When he left the kitchen, he also took away two sour lemons. He evolved from drinking lemon juice to eating lemons as apples. The sour taste made him feel refreshed.
"It's up!"
Seeing the night getting quieter.
Avoiding the magic paintings that served as informants and the knight armor that might have some "monitoring" function, Ian borrowed a broom from the warehouse where the broomsticks were stored.
“I am grateful to Mrs. Huo Qi for teaching me how to fly. She only said that we are not allowed to fly in her class without authorization. Obviously, this is a tacit consent that we can fly however we want after class.”
Fortunately, door locks everywhere are not blessed with special anti-theft magic. At least the door locks of the warehouse where those broomsticks are stored simply lost to Ian's unlocking spell.
Maybe the extremely old broomstick is not as valuable as the collection of books? Ian didn't quite understand the reason for this. He waited until he observed that the lights in Snape's room also went out before he jumped into the sky.
The flying lesson he had taken earlier finally got a chance to be practiced. Ian found that he really knew how to fly, and he could also be keenly aware of places that were easily discovered by people in the castle.
Twists and turns.
Feifei stopped.
Although the Hogwarts castle is indeed wide enough, there are only a few rooftops with high towers. Ian has not even searched the tops of the entire Hogwarts towers.
"This is it!"
Through the dusty window.
Ian saw what he was looking for in the humble room. There is a desk in the empty room, and on the desk is an ancient book with a black dragon skin cover.
He was lying quietly on the desk, not stained by dust at all. Next to the book was a bottle of silver ink with a faded quill inserted in it.
Book of Admission.
A pen of acceptance.
This is the unmanned admissions office where Hogwarts selects students. No students have visited it for many years, and there is no need for anyone to interfere with their operations.
"Such profound alchemical creations, I have to study them sooner or later." Climbing into the window with the unlocking spell, Ian first put the broomstick aside, and then used magic to clean it up There was dust in the room, and only after the whole room was spotless did he get closer to the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Access.
After all, he may come to this room often in the future, and he cannot keep himself in an unclean environment. Many people who came from orphanages actually have similar cleanliness habits.
Some groups cannot afford to get sick.
"Looking at it like this, I'm afraid no one has been here for decades. Magic can obviously complete the cleaning work." Ian couldn't wait to start studying the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Access.
No surprise.
The magic text circuits and inscriptions on it are extremely complex, and seem to be connected to some kind of power in the entire Hogwarts. Ian's current alchemy skills can only read so much information.
"This does not affect my thinking!" Ian made it easier than expected to get the desired effect from the Book of Access with dozens of pieces of parchment.
After the link was established on the originally blank parchment, a flat map of the entire Hogwarts slowly began to emerge, including various hidden passages and the Room of Requirement.
This is probably related to the profound connection between the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission and Hogwarts.
"Although I want to take classes in the Room of Requirement, obviously it won't be now." Ian thought for a moment and concealed the Room of Requirement, which he might still be useful for the time being.
And the secret passage leading outside the school.
“After all, I don’t want my classmates to die tragically in the Forbidden Forest or other places in the middle of the night because of the maps I made.” As the creator of alchemical creations, Ian can of course decide what to display on these maps or Nothing is displayed. In fact, all maps can be debugged or modified remotely by him.
Of course Ian would not do something stupid that would let others know his whereabouts. In fact, the Marauder's Map he created was definitely a bug-fixed version in his opinion.
In addition to setting the most basic "power-on password".
The buyer of the map can also give himself a name that no one knows, instead of his own name, and only tell this name to his night travel friends and familiar people.
At the same time.
These maps can even be marked with special colors for friends and couples. If it weren't for his deep hatred of the Goose Factory in his previous life, Ian would even want to start a paid monthly avatar changing and frame-providing service. Of course, the reason for not doing this may also be related to the fact that Ian's existing alchemy methods are not high enough.
Who knows.
"The names of the characters need the influence of the pen of acceptance."
Ian looked at the small dots of characters that appeared on the map, repeated his trick again and moved closer to the ink and quill, carefully placing the map and the pen of acceptance. The pen established the link.
So.
The names of people appeared on the small dots on the map, and even a group of ghosts in Hogwarts were displayed. Ian looked at the map who was staying in the Ravenclaw lounge [ Ian Prince] smiled very happily.
“When I grow up and write my autobiography, everyone who has bought a map from me can become my witness. When I was studying, I was just a really good student who liked to eat, sleep and go to class!” For some things, Ian had already made adequate preparations when he first started making the map.
This is roughly similar to the technological products produced by technology companies. Ian is the person with the highest authority. It is not easy to modify his whereabouts on the map.
He can even modify other people's positioning and identification on the map through the main map in his hand. This is the biggest benefit and hegemony of controlling technical power and "server".
“I didn’t do bad things myself and then framed my classmates. It’s just that although I don’t need to use this function, it doesn’t mean that I can’t do without it.”
Ian carefully put all the maps into his robe. These maps will only be effective within the scope of Hogwarts. Once they leave Hogwarts, they will become a map that shows nothing. This is the case even when it comes to Hogsmeade Village. There is no way, Ian made the map by trickery after all.
Although the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission can cover the entire UK, Ian is an alchemist with limited abilities after all, and he has done his best to achieve this level.
"Evacuate!"
Ian grabbed the broomstick and flew out of the window. He did not forget to seal the window again, and then he dived in a straight line and quickly approached the stored broomstick under the moonlight. of warehouse.
About a few minutes after Ian left.
In a panic, Professor McGonagall trotted to the door outside the attic. She saw Albus Dumbledore in pajamas, yawning and belatedly arriving.
Soon after, Snape also appeared here with an unhappy expression as if his dream was disturbed.
"Albus, someone has entered this room."
Professor McGonagall looked serious.
"This is not possible, Minerva. We all know the conditions for entering this room. Even if that person comes back, there is no possibility of breaking this magic."
Snape frowned.
"The alarm is sounding! Severus!"
Professor McGonagall's voice became a bit shriller, and she motioned with her eyes to Dumbledore to open the door.
"The founder's magic is difficult to break. Severus is right about this." Dumbledore rubbed his slightly sleepy eyes, and the nightcap on his head looked very funny.
He finally walked towards the door. The door seemed to sense his arrival and opened in response, revealing the spotlessly cleaned room in front of everyone.
Clean!
Besides being clean, it’s still clean!
This impossible scene made all three faces look confused!
"There really is an intruder!"
Snape looked horrified.
"It seems that the founder's magic is not as unbreakable as you two thought. Damn it, maybe it's the user of the Imperius Curse that we haven't been able to find out!" Professor McGonagall came back to his senses. His expression immediately became serious, and his eyes were full of concern for the safety of the school and students.
"Inform those staying overnight at the Ministry of Magic. They are more professional than us at this point." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and suggested to Dumbledore.
However.
Albus Dumbledore just frowned, raised his legs and stepped into the room. He checked the Pen of Acceptance and the Book of Admission, then squatted on the ground and the wall to observe for a long time.
"Albus?"
Professor McGonagall and Snape could only stand outside the door. She and Snape looked at each other, both concerned about Albus. Dumbledore's behavior felt a little confusing.
“The magic here has not been disturbed, and the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance have not been destroyed, as if someone came here and took a look around curiously.”
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"Well, by the way, you also helped us clean up..." Dumbledore stood up and walked to the window. His expression and tone became obviously much more relaxed.
"It has not been destroyed? How is it possible! Apart from you and the people you allow, who can pass the magic test?" Professor McGonagall stood outside the door looking confused.
"Albus, did you sleepwalk here and clean up once?" Snape's eyes were a bit suspicious. After all, he had been doubting Dumbledore's mental state recently.
"Maybe, after all, I haven't been sleeping well recently." Dumbledore smiled teasingly, and kept staring out the window without looking back.
"Of course, even if you bypass my approval, it is not impossible to pass the room inspection." Dumbledore watched the figure sneaking back to the castle from a certain warehouse.
"This probably only requires Hogwarts to reserve a certain choice." His voice seemed a bit ethereal and sad, and the two professors standing outside the door looked at each other.
……
As if nothing had happened.
Ian returned to the Ravenclaw common room. The little wizards were still waiting for his lecture tonight, and Ian tightly wrapped his robe containing the Marauder's Map of the New Era and happily agreed.
It is still an environment where charging is started.
One Silver Sickle, two Silver Sickles, three Silver Sickles...and a box of chocolate frogs. Ian took a deep look at his classmates who were suspected of working in a chocolate frog factory.
“Are there no other flavors?”
Ian still prefers sweet and sour snacks.
"I'll ask my mother tomorrow." The little wizard looked obviously nervous. Perhaps because what happened this afternoon has spread like wildfire, Ian discovered that there are second-year seniors who also want to join in.
Faced with the eyes that thirsted for knowledge and the shining silver Sickle, Ian certainly had no reason to refuse.
“You heard something amazing this afternoon!”
“Oh my God! What did I miss? It’s a pity that I wasn’t there. William told us about Marcus Flynn Te's urine output is even greater than that of the Welsh Green Dragon!"
"I want to learn the magic you used to defeat Marcus Flint in the end!"
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Face the enthusiastic little wizards.
Ian counted his remuneration and started teaching.
Even the little wizard who chose to leave last night because it was not a potions class ran back, and Ian still treated him with the same enthusiasm as before, as if nothing had happened.
Time always flies by in the process of learning.
Soon.
Ian, who taught everyone the practical skills of lighting spells, returned to the dormitory carrying a box of chocolate frogs and a bulging money bag amid countless gratitude.
If it weren’t for the fact that there are still some processes to be completed on the Marauder’s Map, he would definitely put it on sale tonight, and then tell everyone that he opened it from a blind box left by James Potter. of.
After all, it is contraband on campus.
The risks that should be avoided should still be avoided. Amid Michael's snoring, Ian lost to William as expected, and once again gave up the title of staying up late studying champion to William.
When I wake up the next day.
William was still sitting in front of the desk. He didn't know whether he got up early or didn't sleep at all. Anyway, there was no black eye socket or anything like that on his roommate's face.
"What are you messing with?"
Ian found that William seemed to be sending a "telegram" again. This guy no longer hides in the bed, and is playing with that special pill box in the dormitory openly.
"Report on my life as a reserve saint and accept the guidance of my family."
As expected.
loyalty.
No need to say more.
The morning class was the most boring, but it was the history of magic class that the first-year students learned the most. Ian, his roommates, and most of his classmates slept very soundly.
Wake up after a long sleep.
Only then did Ian realize how reasonable William's time management techniques were. They stayed up late or even stayed up all night studying last night, all relying on the in-depth cultivation of hypnosis that Professor Magic Spencer would provide them today.
"You are still awesome!"
After waking up.
Ian gave the energetic William a thumbs up, said goodbye to his two roommates again as expected, and ran all the way to the library that he had not been able to successfully enter yesterday.
Even Ravenclaw wizards rarely come to the library during meals. In the huge, empty place, the administrator, Mrs. Pince, is cleaning up the library.
She would always clean the library before it opens every day, and again when it closes tomorrow. Occasionally, she would also clean it at noon if she had a whim.
Even if no little wizard has ever come into contact with many areas, it does not affect the enthusiasm of the administrator, Mrs. Pince, for cleaning. This may be a very special personal hobby.
Promise is that you love books from the bottom of your heart and don’t want them to be contaminated by the slightest dust. Of course, life at home may be more boring than cleaning.
“Entry is not allowed over there!”
When Mrs. Pince saw Ian come in, she went straight to the restricted book area and immediately rushed over with a feather duster.
"I always thought you were an obedient little wizard!" Mrs. Pince blocked Ian's way to the forbidden book area, the expression on her face looked full of displeasure.
"Ms. Pince, I am a young wizard with permission to enter the area, not one of those sneaky guys." Ian had not taken out the Dumbledore approval slip given by Snape and was waiting for this moment.
"Look."
Ian took Dumbledore's approval slip out of his trouser pocket, waved it in front of Mrs. Pince's eyes, and then planned to put the approval slip away. Back into his pants pocket.
"Let me see clearly, don't try to fool me. Although I like your gummies very much, I will definitely not go easy on anyone who tries to violate school rules."
< br>Mrs. Pince didn't believe the signature she saw. She had been the librarian in this place for many years and had never seen a young wizard get Dumbledore's approval note. Throughout Hogwarts, everyone from professors to handymen knew that Dumbledore was very taboo on young wizards learning the contents of forbidden books.
"Here~"
Ian quickly took out Dumbledore's approval slip and wanted to wave it in front of Mrs. Pince's eyes before taking it back, but Mrs. Pince grabbed him and held it. holding approval slip.
“It’s really Dumbledore’s permission!” Of course Mrs. Pince could tell whether the approval slip was forged, which is why she exclaimed in disbelief, “Headmaster Dumbledore would actually give permission to a person. It is not at all what a cautious professor like him would do to send a child in his grade to the restricted book area."
While saying this, Mrs. Pince let go of Ian's hand and let him go. En put the approval slip back into his trouser pocket.
"Madam, Dumbledore is a wise principal. He just discerns who is kind, just, brave...the little wizard who will never be bewitched by dark evil forces."
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Ian placed a series of praises on his head.
He even raised his two tender little palms and put them in front of Mrs. Pince's eyes, "If you don't believe it, just smell it. Even the Sorting Hat recognized that I have Gryffindor on me. Excellent quality."
Of course Mrs. Pince would not actually smell Ian's hand. She just looked at Ian with a puzzled look and gave him a thoughtful look. Opened the way to the forbidden book area.
Although Mrs. Pince still feels that it is not appropriate to let first-year wizards have access to banned books, she is just a librarian and cannot participate in the formulation of school rules.
"Don't come into contact with those evil black magic. I just think that Dumbledore thinks you are good enough to be exposed to some knowledge that you should not be exposed to at your age." Mrs. Pince said to Ian He had a good impression, so he reminded the little wizard in front of him seriously.
"Don't worry, I don't like learning black magic." Ian prefers to challenge things that are more difficult to learn. Black magic that can be learned easily is simply unchallenging.
"It would be great if that's the case." Mrs. Pings nodded and her eyes softened a bit, thinking that she must not have understood the true meaning of Ian's words.
She just felt Ian's sincerity, which was probably the benefit of telling the truth. Seeing Ian rush into the forbidden book area, Mrs. Pince continued to clean the bookshelves in the library.
"Hey, I have to speed up the cleaning. I just received the new Gilderoy Lockhart book and it hasn't been opened yet." Today, Mrs. Pince's task is busier than usual. few.
Because earlier, Dumbledore had asked her to move a lot of books in from other places, and quite a few of them would need to be sorted into new empty spaces in the restricted book area.
This is not an easy job.
This is especially true for a witch like Mrs. Pince who doesn’t like to use magic. Who makes her love books very much? Organizing and arranging books is also a kind of fun for her... Well, That would be if she hadn't received the copy of "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman" from Filch today.
“There are actually little wizards who can suppress their curiosity about black magic!”
While organizing the bookshelves in the forbidden book area, Mrs. Pince also secretly observed Ian and discovered that Ian really didn't stop in front of the books on evil magic such as the Tongue-twisting Curse, the Ear-Flipping Curse, and the Skinning Curse. Then she relaxed slightly and continued her work.
"Garbage, garbage, all garbage..." Ian's eyes passed over the books, and he could even hear the books whispering seductively to him.
"Learn from me! You can acquire unparalleled means! Kill people! Burn corpses! I can bring you power!"
"The secrets of the human body will be revealed with me!"
"Could it be? Don't you want your enemies to suffer cruel torture and curses? Choose me to lead you! The magic of the curse will bring your enemies the pain that makes them want to die!"
...
These whispers from black magic books have no allure for Ian! , most of which are not as good as those recorded in "Advanced Black Magic Revealed".
Yes.
Whether it is in terms of cruelty or the intensity and depth of magic, "Advanced Black Magic Revealed" has such a name, which is obviously not something that some ordinary black magic books can touch.
They are just more terrifying in appearance. Ian saw a book cover with a twisted and bloody head on it. The eyes, nose and mouth were dripping with blood. The nose was turned into a pig's nostril. No matter how you looked at it, it was easy for people to eat it. No late night snack.
"I still need you to teach me about the human body?" Ian dismissed it. He has the extraordinary characteristic of [Butcher Instinct], and he can be said to be self-taught without any need for learning.
There are also books trying to scare him. The steaming black mist floated out from the book, vaguely forming the face of a wailing woman. The high-pitched scream made Ian want to retaliate.
"It's just a book, you still want to shake things up?" While Mrs. Pince was moving the books, Ian secretly lit a powerful fire with the wand and burned it at the tip of the wand.
Pause time.
The voices of all kinds of monsters and monsters disappeared, and the black mist face that emerged also shrank back in fear. Ian gained the peace and tranquility he wanted in the forbidden book area.
"If you bully the weak and fear the strong, whoever learns from you will become a coward with you." Ian put back his wand with satisfaction and selected some books related to the soul from the forbidden book area.
Whether it is because of his own miracle of being able to set foot in the trance dreamland, or considering the main theme of Hogwarts in the next few years, Ian has a strong interest in the knowledge of the soul.
"Quest for the Dead"
"The Laws of Life and Death"
"The Book of the Dead"
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Ian chose a total of three soul-related books To be honest, this type of books is not a rich collection even in the Hogwarts library.
After all, it is the most mysterious field of life. Wizards who can conduct some research in this area can only be said to be rare in the entire wizarding world.
Research that can be written into books is even rarer. Because of this, even for a thousand-year-old school like Hogwarts, the related books it can collect are very limited.
Except such books.
Ian also saw an ancient text that interested him. The cover is made of a material as hard as slate, with many reliefs of magical animals carved on it.
The exquisite appearance was the initial factor that attracted Ian, and its title was the reason that made Ian take it off the bookshelf. The heavy and solid weight even exceeded the other three books. the sum of.
"Origin of Blood"
Ian flipped through it a little, and it recorded a history that dates back to before the Wizarding War. At that time, wizards had not yet become the rulers of the magical world today.
Whether they are naturally powerful magical creatures, or other dwarves, giants, dwarfs, and goblins, they are all born with power that is many times more powerful than wizards.
Human wizards are only at the bottom of the food chain. It was in such a living environment that a group of researchers who wanted to bridge this gap were born among human wizards.
Some people choose to rely on excavating magic texts, others choose to try to breed offspring with other races to improve the talents of their offspring, and some people try to use transformation to gain the power of magical animals.
No matter what method, in fact, only a small number of people will succeed, and most people will only fail. In addition, there are a group of more radical wizards who have chosen the method of plunder.
Bloodline fusion.
This is the wild path these wizards have found.
It is much more wild than trying to transform into a magical animal through transfiguration - most wizards will die from the fusion of blood, and the probability of tragic death is even far greater than the failure of transfiguration.
However.
There are also some wizards who are successful.
This method of seizing the blood power of other races is different from the unsustainable effects produced by magical transformation. It can even continue to one's own descendants from generation to generation.
Many species that seem very dangerous today are actually products of this period. Unlike the failed transformation technique, the product of blood fusion will not affect the mind and thinking.
For example, the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts are mentioned in the book "Origin of Bloodline" as being a product of bloodline fusion.
There are other humanoid species.
Their appearance is not a complete success, but it is undoubtedly that they have gained power that does not belong to human wizards. Of course, the truly successful group of wizards can still be based on human blood.
"For example, the Dumbledore family may be the small group that succeeds." Ian flipped through the book and speculated. The reason why he was interested in this book was because of the mysterious brand on the back of his hand. .
Fox's closeness in the office just now will make the mysterious brand on the back of Ian's hand light up slightly, and only he can see it. This is definitely a very, very interesting thing.
[Whenever members of the Dumbledore family are in urgent need of help, the Phoenix will come to them...] This is a consensus known to many people in the wizarding world.
Ian feels that the reason behind this consensus may be blood. Many ancient families in the wizarding world have similar situations, such as the Parseltongue inherited from Slytherin.
Voldemort's nostrils became almost as flat as a snake. This was naturally caused by the dangerous magical transformation, but no one could tell whether there might also be some factors of atavism.
After all, there can never be only one magical shapeshifter who is crazy enough to transform himself, but it happened that Voldemort gained power from magical transformation that other magical shapeshifters could not match.
Do you think Voldemort is gifted?
The reason is indeed a bit too thin.
“The original origin of the field of magic transformation may also come from the legacy of blood fusion, and the disappearance of the golden apple has prompted more people to enter this field for research.”
"Compared with the difficulty of blood fusion, the success rate of magical transformation is obviously much higher..."
Ian was not interested in destroying his appearance, he just thought of Ariana's gift. , if he could find out the secret, he might not be able to have his own phoenix.
"Lend this book back too!" Ian saw a lot of blood-related knowledge in "The Origin of Bloodline", and he really had no resistance to owning a furry phoenix.
Maybe most people are like this. After all, even if the Phoenix's combat power may not be top-notch, it is far more cool and handsome than those creatures that are more powerful than it.
Tears that can heal injuries and poison are also the best wet nurse aids. What's more, the phoenix's combat power is not top-notch, but it is already being compared with the magical animals with the best combat power.
"These few books are almost enough, enough for me to study for a while..." Ian was about to ask Mrs. Pince to register the books he wanted to borrow, but he saw Mrs. Pince placing some books on the bookshelf.
When he entered the door just now, Ian saw several large boxes of things. Now that these boxes were dragged to the forbidden book area by Mrs. Pince, Ian discovered that the boxes contained actually banned books.
"Chronicle of the Forbidden Spell: The Forgotten Power of Darkness"
"Time Spiral: The Spell Against the Current"
"The Fountain of Immortality"
...
These were not the books that attracted Ian's attention. His eyes fell on one of the books whose cover was actually very simple, not cool at all and not scary at all.
The books are very old.
Even the pages of the book are worn in many places, and even the author's signature has fallen off a little - yes, that's right, it was such a dilapidated-looking banned book that caught Ian's eye It seemed like he couldn't move away anymore, and even his inner emotions were extremely violent!
"Ms. Pingsi, I want to borrow this book too!" Ian quickly grabbed the old book from the big box, and the cover of the book was reflected in his astonished eyes.
"Psychic Control: From Legilimency to Legilimency"
Under the twisted and dilapidated title of the book.
Has a very beautiful face of a witch.
Her eyes are cold and cold, as if she has a dark and terrifying insight. Just looking directly at the cover can make people feel as if they can see through the soul and be frightened.
So familiar.
Ian's hands were shaking, his heart roaring.
“Teacher Mara! She said you can’t read minds! Damn it!”
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