Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 500
"Oh……"

Rimbaud looked at Scott and sighed.

"It seems that you have completely let yourself go."

Scott shrugged.

"Withdrawing now, I always feel a little unwilling."

He looked around again.

"Such a formal 'tower' should have been built by wizards in ancient times."

As he spoke, he pointed upwards.

"The Stennes Standing Stones were built during the Neolithic period and date back to 3000 BC..."

"Okay, okay, you don't need to convince me."

Rimbaud said in a helpless tone.

"I'm never going to contradict your opinion."

It flew straight out of the lattice of the small wooden box and landed on Scott's shoulder.

"What you have to do now is to find the entrance to the next level. Is it the starry sky above, or the earth below?"

"Obviously, Gorzan didn't find the entrance in the ground just now."

Scott said, putting away the small wooden box.

After that, he took a closer look at the [Heart of the Sacred Tree] that he had already obtained.

"I can sense the pure magic in it."

As he spoke, he took out another rope and wrapped it around this wrist-thick golden tree heart, and tied it tightly, and hung it around his neck as well.

Looking at the oak heart and acorn fruit that complement each other on his chest, he said: "If it is it, the effect of resisting curses should be stronger."

As he spoke, he took another look.

"Oh, although this looks a bit wretched."

He shook his head, held the broom in both hands, and flew up into the sky on the broom.

Unlike the previous level, the "starry sky" here looks far away, and it is really far away.

Scott flew up on a broom for half an hour, but he still couldn't get close to the "starry sky" above his head.

"Oh, did you make a mistake?"

Rimbaud, who was flying beside him, couldn't help asking.

Scott also stopped hesitantly and thought for a while.

"Maybe it has to do with speed."

He put away the broom, turned into a peregrine falcon, and flew upwards at the fastest speed.

The Patronus, which is exactly the same as his Animagus form, is always closely by his side.

"Wait, if it's speed, I'm the fastest!"

Rimbaud arrived first and soon caught up with him.

Obviously, Scott guessed right again this time, and after about 5 minutes, they came directly to the interior of the "starry sky".

Different from the floating rocks on the previous layer, the "starry sky" on this layer is suspended in clusters of light.

Once here, Scott got back on his broomstick.

He stretched out his hand and tried to remove those lights, but they didn't feel real, they were just illusory light clusters.

In his perception of magic power, this is pure magic power without any characteristics.

"If all these magic powers can be collected...then the total amount of magic power will be more than what is contained in Hogwarts Castle."

Scott had to admit, he was a little greedy.

If he can have such a huge reserve of magic power, he can do a lot of things.

"So, what can you do? Collect them." Rimbaud asked curiously.

Scott shook his head.

"I've never looked into that, but maybe I can find foreign aid."

Rimbaud landed on the handle of the broomstick, tilted his head and asked, "Dumbledore? But your communication has been cut off."

"Do not."

Scott took out a small blank picture frame from the shapeshifting lizard pouch.

"Master Ravenclaw."

"Here?" Rimbaud asked, "We are probably already in a different space, can we also summon her?"

"You can always trust Ravenclaw."

Scott smiled at Rimbaud and tapped the small blank frame with his wand.

"Dear Ravenclaw mentor, your apprentice needs your help."

As he called, the blank canvas in the frame was slowly dyed with color, depicting the dignified and beautiful figure of Ravenclaw sitting on the eagle-wing high-back chair.

"Good afternoon, my apprentice."

She smiled at Scott, and then looked around the scene.

"It seems that you have entered that tower."

"Yes, mentor..."

Scott quickly talked about his experience of passing through the first few floors after accidentally falling into the tower, and finally expressed his appeal at this time.

"...The lights you see are all gathered together, pure magic, I want to ask you, is there any way to take them all away."

While speaking, he held the picture frame and turned it around, so that the Ravenclaw mentor in the picture could clearly see the glowing magic groups around him.

Ravenclaw first affirmed Scott's thoughts, "No wonder, such a reserve of magic power, even I will be moved after seeing it."

After saying this, she thought for a while, and then smiled.

"Congratulations, my apprentice, it seems that your gains from this adventure are unparalleled."

"what do you mean?"

Scott immediately cheered up.

It seems that the Ravenclaw mentor really has a way to take away all these magic powers!

But Ravenclaw asked, "Are you sure, these are all impurity-free, extremely pure magic?"

Scott nodded.

"Yes, mentor, judging from my magic perception, that's it."

"Of course, I know, your magic perception is trustworthy."

Ravenclaw was uncommonly agitated.

"Remember the bloody plunder I said?"

"remember."

Scott immediately remembered the magic ritual that was said to be more effective than the magic potion.

The magic ceremony was given up by him because the materials were too rare, too bloody and cruel, and the point was that it would make people ugly.

Ravenclaw smiled again, and said something that delighted Scott.

"What I didn't say is that when a large amount of pure magic can be found, we don't even need any materials to perform magical rituals to enhance magic."

"In this way, the magic ceremony is no longer a 'bloody plunder', but is called a 'super magic promotion'!"

"Super magic promotion?"

At this moment, Scott felt his heart beat a lot faster.

Ravenclaw nodded affirmatively.

"In the past, the promotion of super magic was just a legend, and I only saw such a record in the family's collection—"

"In ancient times, there were wizards who performed such rituals."

"There are even legends that bloody looting is an inferior version of super magic promotion."

"Now it seems that this legend is actually true."

Scott asked, "Because the conditions for metamagic promotion are too harsh, so the wizards came up with bloody plunder instead?"

Ravenclaw said: "I think so. There are plenty of sources of magic, like Hogwarts. But pure magic is rare."

"I understand." Scott said, "The magic power source of Hogwarts is formed by the collection of free magic power in the air by the castle buildings all year round. It comes from various wizards, and its nature is very messy."

Ravenclaw nodded again.

"The sources of magic power gathered in other places are similar."

"Those magic powers can run a lot of large-scale magic, but they can't be charged into the wizard's body."

Scott looked at the magic group floating around him with bright eyes.

"But the magic here does!"

"That's right." Ravenclaw looked at him encouragingly, "This may be the key to your ability to stop Salazar."

Scott finally couldn't help it when he heard this, and grinned.

"Teacher, you are right, my gains from this adventure are unparalleled!"

"Please guide me and tell me what to do!"

The Ravenclaw in the painting also looks in high spirits.

"Of course, my apprentice, I am very happy, after passing away for so many years, I can still try those theoretically long-lost techniques!"

As she spoke, she had completely thrown away her previous dignified posture, and seemed to be more excited than Scott.

"First of all, oh, let me think about it, yes, collect magic power and gather them together to form the legendary magic crystal."

"Magic crystal?"

Scott felt that things were getting more and more mysterious.

"Yes, magic crystals are crystals formed by gathering and compressing a large amount of magic power. This is a technology that has long been abandoned."

Ravenclaw said for sure.

"The first condition for making magic crystals is to find pure magic power without any nature."

"If I hadn't read all the books in the family, I wouldn't know about this."

"Oh, thanks to my head, I still remember."

"Scott, my apprentice, this is a difficult task. You must master a set of rune circuits that are difficult to master in a short period of time."

"It is the original runes that make up this set of rune circuits."

After speaking, her figure faded away, leaving a set of rune circuits on the canvas that looked extraordinarily simple.

How simple is it?

This set of rune circuits consists of fourteen runes in total, but these fourteen runes are actually repetitions of two runes.

But since the Ravenclaw mentor said that it is difficult to master it thoroughly, Scott has no doubts about its difficulty.

He rode steadily on the broomstick, letting Rimbaud grab the picture frame and fly up, then took out his notebook and pen, and carefully recorded the rune circuit in the notebook.

Not long after he finished recording, the Ravenclaw mentor appeared again.

"It seems that you have already recorded it."

She glanced at the notebook in Scott's hand.

"That's right, let's start practicing now!"

Scott nodded, took out a piece of brown paper and put it on the notebook, and took out the ink bottle and quill.

He cast a spell to make the inkwell and quill float around him, then cut his finger and mixed some of his own blood into the inkwell.

Using this kind of ink to draw the rune circuit is the most effective and concise method he concluded to practice the rune circuit.

Time was running out, Scott didn't care how awkward his posture was when he was riding on a broomstick, so he hurriedly practiced as soon as possible.

And the Ravenclaw mentor who watched him practice also reminded him from time to time.

"This is a mistake, try again!"

"The connection is not right, it must be done in one go!"

"Pay attention to the balance of power!"

"coherent!"

"Remember! They are a whole!"

failure!

Repeated failure!
As Ravenclaw said, this rune circuit looks extremely simple, but in practice it is more difficult than any rune circuit Scott has ever used before.

Scott consumed one piece of parchment after another, but he still failed to straighten out the operating structure of the rune circuit.

"Keep peace of mind!"

Ravenclaw mentor reminded him.

"Yes."

Scott took a few deep breaths, calmed down his impatience, and continued to draw the rune circuit.

"Understand the overall structure first!"

"Yes, it has improved a lot!"

"So you should have sorted it out."

"very good."

"This time it has basically succeeded!"

"Continue to be proficient!"

After drawing several more pictures in a row, finally, Scott had a work that could be rated as qualified by the Ravenclaw tutor.

"Activate attempt."

"Yes."

Scott input magic power into the parchment, activating the rune circuit.

The black handwriting on the parchment flashed and instantly turned into a shimmering blue.

Scott held the parchment close to a nearby glowing blob of magic.

Soon, flocculent magic power separated and was absorbed by the magic text circuit on the parchment.

The rune circuit became brighter and brighter until the entire parchment suddenly cracked.

"Yeah, it works."

Ravenclaw mentor said happily.

"Next, you need to use your magic power to draw this set of rune circuits in one go."

Scott nodded, put down the quill, held the wand and began to try.

He raised his wand, concentrating.

The tip of the wand spat out glowing golden lines, forming runes one by one in the air, and the runes connected and combined, and finally came together before collapsing.

"Of course, using magic power to draw rune circuits out of thin air is the most advanced skill." Ravenclaw instructor encouraged, "Try again!"

Scott tried again intently.

But failed again.

Speaking of which, it is not Scott's first attempt to draw rune circuits out of thin air without any carrier.

His dark illusion is to use invisible magic power to draw the rune circuit under his feet, so that the enemy will be caught off guard.

But the difficulty of the rune circuit that constitutes the dark illusion is completely different from his operation in front of him.

The key point is that this group of rune circuits for making magic crystals is very strange, probably because the original rune runes were used, and his previous experience is completely useless.

But Scott is unlikely to give up at this time.

Super magic promotion.

Great opportunity to build strength.

The key to stopping Salazar Slytherin.

This is why he must succeed.

After several failures, Scott took a break, closed his eyes and cleared some messy thoughts in his mind.

"Magic is the power of belief."

Dumbledore's motto sounded again in his mind.

When he opened his eyes, this time, only the absolute belief that he must succeed was in his mind.

This time, he no longer was cautious, nor did he think about any way out, he mobilized all the magic power in his body in one go, and output it with all his strength.

The next moment, he roared.

"Come out!"

The tip of the wand shone with a dazzling golden light, like a sun, illuminating this cold "starry sky".

The golden light spread rapidly, quickly brightening the entire "starry sky."

Huge runes formed in the void one after another, connected to each other, and gathered together to form.

"Success!"

Scott watched this vast, giant rune circuit that almost occupied the entire "starry sky" take shape.

Although he experienced the emptiness and exhaustion of the whole body's magic power after a long absence, he still couldn't help grinning.

"Yes, you did it!"

The voice of the Ravenclaw mentor also sounded very happy.

"Next, it's time to harvest!"

As soon as her words fell, the giant rune circuit began to operate.

Its color changed from gold to pure blue, and it began to rotate slowly.

Slowly, the glowing magic clusters floating in the void began to move.

Whether it is the magic group above or below the rune circuit, they are all attracted by the rotating rune circuit, slowly approaching the center of the rune circuit.

As time went by, more and more magic groups gathered in the center of the rune circuit pattern.

Scott watched the scene excitedly.

Those magical powers gathered together, and the volume was continuously compressed, emitting brighter and brighter white light.

Scott asked Ravenclaw in the painting, "Master, what should I do after the crystal is formed?"

He can't wait to know what's next.

"You'd better find a safe place," said Ravenclaw. "Probably not here."

"No, it's fine here."

Without even thinking about it, Scott found out the magic barrier ball and Syrain, and demonstrated to the Ravenclaw mentor the double defense constructed by using the magic barrier and the water polo.

"It seems you can't wait any longer, Scott." Ravenclaw laughed understandingly.

"Yes, mentor." Scott said, "I want to explore the entire tower. In order to deal with the unknown dangers ahead, it is also a safe choice to directly improve the strength here."

"Of course, I respect your choice."

Ravenclaw had no objection to his plan.

"Then, next, what you have to remember is this..."

As she spoke, she disappeared from the canvas again, leaving behind two diagrams of the human body on both sides.

In these two schematic diagrams, the human body is drawn with very complex patterns from top to bottom.

Scott quickly took out the parchment and pen again, and copied the schematic diagram on the canvas.

Rimbaud looked at the diagram curiously after being quiet for a while and asked, "Oh, Scott, how are you going to paint yourself?"

Scott didn't raise his head, "Don't forget, I can transform the paint to create a one-piece painting."

That was the painting method he came up with after seeing the morning mist outside the window of the Ravenclaw common room window in order to give Professor McGonagall a gift.

"You're right, you always have a way."

Apparently, Rimbaud had also seen him work with that effortless style of painting.

"It's my luck." Scott said with a smile, "the reserve that was inadvertent in the past can always be used at some point in the future."

He carefully completed the copying of the schematic diagram of the human body.

After finishing, he checked it against the picture left by Ravenclaw's mentor in the frame, and then nodded.

He muttered, "I don't know what kind of paint will be used."

"What you need is your blood."

The figure of Ravenclaw emerges on the canvas.

"It needs a lot of blood. I hope you have brought a potion that can produce blood with you."

Scott smiled and said: "Of course, mentor, I will always be as prepared as possible."

"Then there is no problem." Ravenclaw said, "When the magic crystal is formed, you need to use blood to draw the pattern required for the ceremony on the surface of your own body and the surface of the magic crystal, and then follow the steps to perform the ceremony."

"Yes."

Scott turned his head to look at the rune circuit running in the void.

At this time, the starlight in the "starry sky" has decreased a lot, and countless "stars" have gathered in the center of the rune circuit, forming a more radiant "moon".

Scott watched quietly, waiting.

Until all the "stars" are gone.

The rune circuit across the void accelerated its rotation after collecting all the magic groups.

The moon that exudes white light also becomes smaller and smaller, and the light gradually fades away.

Until the dazzling light completely disappeared, the rune circuit also stopped spinning.

The huge rune circuit began to shrink at an extremely fast speed, and soon disappeared without a trace.

"go!"

Scott rode a broomstick and flew towards the location where the center of the rune circuit was just now according to his memory.

Rimbaud grabbed the portrait of Ravenclaw's mentor and followed behind him.

It didn't take long for Scott to see the finished product of the magic crystal.

It was a colorless, fully transparent crystal that was about the size of a human head and slightly emitted fluorescence.

It quietly floats in the void, it looks inconspicuous, even like a large irregular piece of transparent crystal.

"This is... the magic crystal."

Scott stretched out his hands and held up the magic crystal.

"very light."

Unexpectedly, the countless clusters of magic power occupying the entire starry sky were gathered and compressed together, and they were actually much lighter than crystals of the same size.

"Like plastic," muttered Scott. "No, even this big piece of solid plastic would be heavier."

But as long as he uses the ability of magic power perception, he can immediately and clearly perceive the terrifying amount of magic power contained in such a light crystal.

Make big money!

Scott felt that he was grinning more silly now than in the past ten years combined.

After a smirk, he quickly acted.

The magic barrier, Xilein's water polo, and double protection appeared again.

After that, Scott, who was sitting cross-legged in the magic barrier, took out the blood-generating potion, used wooden blocks to conjure a glass vessel for blood, and began to drink the medicine while bleeding.

"enough."

Ravenclaw in the painting reminded him.

Scott quickly used white fresh essence to stop the bleeding and healed the wound on his wrist.

However, the exhaustion of his magic power before, coupled with the excessive blood loss, still made his head dizzy for a while.

He slowed down, and poured another bottle of potion to replenish his strength.

He didn't start the next step until all the potions he had taken started to work.

The first is to draw patterns on the magic crystal.

Scott memorized the intricate patterns Ravenclaw had shown in the painting, then waved his wand.

Part of the blood contained in the glass vessel flew out, forming a complete pattern in the air, and then directly printed on the magic crystal.

What is unusual is that the moment the pattern was formed, the blood stopped flowing, and it was very stable after being printed on the magic crystal, and did not flow downward.

Then, he stood up, took off all his clothes, and printed bright red patterns on himself in the same way.

Following the ritual steps described by the Ravenclaw mentor, he put down his wand, walked up to the magic crystal and sat down cross-legged, holding the magic crystal in his arms with his hands outstretched.

Afterwards, he closed his eyes, began to let go of his thoughts, and recited a particularly lengthy and complicated incantation.

(End of this chapter)