Master Trainer from Hogwarts

Chapter 61 Ceremony Materials
After Allen finished his lunch, he knocked on the door of the principal's room, and Dumbledore's warm voice came from inside, "Please come in."

The door opened, and in the quaint principal's room, Dumbledore was wearing a light green robe, and the cap on his head had golden tassels like ears of wheat.

Across from him sat a graceful witch.

The watery eyes under the black eye shadow like thick ink seem to have a thousand words. The golden veil and hood cover most of her cheeks, but a little of her exposed skin is as smooth as snow-white goat's milk.

The only decoration is a necklace made of gold, with a golden vertical eye on it, as if it can see everything.

She sat casually on the chair, the linen covered her whole body, but Allen seemed to be able to feel the wind and sand coming from the foreign land, mysterious and beautiful.

"Principal, I didn't disturb your reception, did I?" Allen asked.

Before Dumbledore could answer, the foreign witch first smiled and said, "Why? I'm not considered a guest, Hogwarts is my second home."

Dumbledore explained with a smile, "Alan, this is your senior sister Isis Harrison, who will also be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I went to Egypt to attend an alchemy conference more than ten days ago, and I happened to meet Isis. She misses her life at Hogwarts very much. She heard that the school is short of a tutor, so she came to apply for the position of a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Applying for Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

Allen struggled to control his facial expression.

Those who dare to apply for the Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts class are either stupid or bad.

This position was cursed by Voldemort, a curse that even Dumbledore could not lift.

This shouldn't be a secret, after all, Hogwarts' defense against the dark arts professors who change every year are nicknamed disposable items.

But the strange thing is that all three people present knew about it, but none of them brought it up.

Isis stood up with a smile, "Student, let me guess, are you a Slytherin or a Ravenclaw?"

Allen shook his head.

Isis looked slightly surprised, "Could it be Gryffindor?"

Dumbledore said with a smile, "No, Alan hasn't enrolled yet, and even I don't know which college he will go to."

"Didn't enroll?" Isis turned her eyes around Allen and Dumbledore, as if she was surprised why Allen was at Hogwarts now, but she didn't continue the topic, and said to Dumbledore, "Since the junior has something to ask you, then I will leave."

Dumbledore nodded, "Your office is on the second floor, and the house elf will take you there."

Isis walked past Ellen step by step, leaving behind the scent of laurel.

After Isis left, Alan took Xixiu out of his pocket, and then took out the alchemy essay from his pocket, "Professor, I have some questions."

"Is there a problem?" Dumbledore raised his half-moon-shaped gold-rimmed glasses, staring at Alan and the notebook in his hand, his voice fluctuated slightly, "Have you finished reading it?"

"Well, there are two core points here. The first is the legendary alchemist's interpretation of the first three alchemy rules of "Jade Record", and the second is the connection between the real name and the source of magic."

His tone was casual, and his strong fingers habitually tapped the black parchment cover.

"If you want to count the third point, it should be the interpretation of the legendary alchemist's church reform in 786 AD."

After speaking, he smiled and looked at Dumbledore, "I shouldn't have missed it, professor?"

Even with Dumbledore's wisdom, he paused for a second or two. He picked up a folded clean glasses cloth from the desk, took off the glasses and wiped them carefully, and put them back on after a while, without concealing the exclamation in his tone, "Alan, I hope you can make good use of your wisdom."

"Of course." Allen said solemnly, "Principal, does our previous agreement still count? I want to know the ceremony that connects the real name with the source of magic."

After Dumbledore nodded, he shook his head again, "It's not that I don't want to tell you about this ceremony, but even if I help you perform this ceremony, the ceremony is very dangerous for you."

"May I know why?"

"Lost." Dumbledore said with a serious expression, "The essence of the connection between the real name and the source of magic is that the wizard's will contacts the source of magic, but the source of magic is too vast. Only legendary wizards are qualified to explore the source of magic, because their will is strong enough and their souls are tough enough."

"Under the legendary wizard, even the great wizard, even if you have a brief contact with the source of magic under the protection of the ritual, it is extremely dangerous to leave a mark on it. Alan, you still have a long way to go."

Allen nodded and accepted Dumbledore's explanation. At the same time, he obtained new information. After the real name was in contact with the source of magic, he still needs to leave a mark. This is the key point.

"Professor, can you tell me what materials are needed for the ceremony? I guess it will take me a long time to find materials for this level of ceremony. I don't want to have enough strength in the future, and I need to find materials slowly."

Dumbledore did not refuse this request. He pointed to the quill next to him. The quill was writing vigorously on a piece of white paper. After a while, the paper containing hundreds of materials fell into Alan's hands.

In addition to common precious materials, such as mithril, fine gold, and a large number of gemstones.

There are three kinds of materials at the core.

[Golden Fairy Spring], a strange thing that protects the soul.

[Pure magic crystallization], a bridge to communicate with the source of magic.

[Legendary Object], carrying the real name, anchoring the real name at the source of magic.

When Allen was reading the materials, Dumbledore reminded, "By the way, before this ceremony, you need to at least practice the Patronus Charm to the level of a silent spell, otherwise I won't help you perform the ceremony."

"Huh?" Allen looked at Dumbledore suspiciously.

"It is a dangerous thing for the soul to contact the source of magic, especially at the time of first contact. If your Patronus Charm reaches a high level, it can carry a part of your will and protect your self at the same time, so the danger is much smaller."

It turns out that Allen finally understands why the [Guardian Curse], whose light and shadow effect is a big move at first glance, seems extremely tasteless. Apart from being able to resist dementors, it can only be used to send messages, which is completely unworthy of its high-profile appearance.

As soon as Dumbledore explained it, everything became clear.

This spell itself is used to carry and protect the soul. Its biggest function is to help wizards explore the illusory but real source of magic. Resisting and dispelling dementors is just a side effect derived from it.

"By the way, I'll ask Minerva to take you home tomorrow. Mrs. Stuart has been complaining to Mileva about the dry reply you wrote to her." Dumbledore winked at Allen, and then said with a bit of emotion, "I was tired of my parents' nagging when I was your age, but when you reach my age, you will definitely miss their nagging, so Allen, cherish the ones you love and those who love you, this is the greatest wealth in your life."

Uh, can I drink this chicken soup for the soul?

Alan thought of his mother, and a warm current flowed in his heart, so he had to become stronger so that he could protect his parents and loved ones.

Stay away from that noseless tom.

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"That's it, dear professor, do you have any other orders?" the house-elf asked humbly.

"No more." Isis shook her head slightly, then closed the door, and habitually cast a [Unlocking Curse] and a [Mirroring Curse].

He took out two newspapers from his storage pocket and placed them on the light red walnut table. Alan smiled brightly on the black and white newspapers.

The sunlight outside the window penetrated into the dark room. Isis took off the golden veil and slumped into the soft chair lazily, like a kitten. Her beautiful face was divided into two parts by light and shadow. Her gaze passed over Allen and fell on the next moving photo. The dead mummy was dilapidated.

(End of this chapter)