Magical Studies at Hogwarts

A soft light ball floated quietly in front of him, constantly emitting white light, but it could only illuminate the steps under his feet.There is some unknown magic between the steps, which tightly binds the light.

Ike tentatively sent the light ball to the sky above the next step, and was immediately swallowed by darkness.Going down the stairs, I saw the light again.

It was interesting, something Ike had never seen before, and even more interesting than those strange rooms in the Department of Mysteries.Ike also became interested, waved his hand, and seven or eight balls of light were sent out and rushed into the darkness in front of him.

It wasn't sent very far, just above the next step.But in just a few breaths, Ike sent dozens of them over, but there was still no light in the darkness.

He was also fierce, and the consumption of the left and right lighting spells was almost negligible to him now, even after a hard battle had just ended.In this case, Ike finally played with the lighting spell. Gradually, the light ball became not only a soft white light, but also dazzling, changed colors, flashing, and all kinds of large and small lights. The ball kept appearing in front of him, and then was sent into the darkness in front of him that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

In this way, Ike stayed in place for more than ten minutes. He couldn't even remember how many lighting spells he had cast, and he even used a wand.This has not happened for a long time.

After a while, the darkness in front of me finally changed.There were other colors in the pure black.It was just a very small point at first, and you might have missed it if you weren't paying attention.After that, more and more small bright spots appeared. They flickered like twinkling stars in the night sky.

Ike stopped casting the spell and waved his wand lightly, putting on double protection for himself.He didn't know how many light balls he had sent into the darkness. Looking at the current situation, there must have been some kind of change that he didn't know.

The bright spots flickered faster and brighter.At a certain moment, all the bright spots suddenly stopped flashing, and then suddenly became dazzling.There seemed to be the sound of breaking glass in my ears, and my eyes suddenly became bright.

Ike subconsciously narrowed his eyes and waved the wand forward in his hand.For a moment, there was an endless sound of "click, click, click", and a huge light ball flew forward quickly, directly dispelling all the darkness, revealing the long white steps under the feet.

He raised his legs and chased after him. After running on the steps for several minutes, Ike rushed directly into a bright room.

Stopping, his eyes fell on the ceiling. A huge ball of light was quietly suspended there, emitting a soft white light. From time to time, other colors would flash on it, but it would be swallowed up by the white light in the blink of an eye.

Ike thoughtfully raised the wand in his hand and waved it gently. The light ball then rotated and gradually became smaller, until it became the size of a table tennis ball. Then it slowly floated down and finally stopped on the wand. On the tip.

He stretched out his hand and pinched it, and it actually took shape.After tossing it, the light ball flew high and quickly landed in the hand, just like a real table tennis ball.

"Hehehe...hehehehe..."

Ike suddenly laughed. He never expected that this simple lighting spell would be transformed and give him an unexpected surprise.

The moment the ball of light fell into my hand, a few words suddenly changed on the useless notepad system in my mind:

Illuminating spell LV7 has been learned!

It was really unintentional. Ike never thought that the LV7 magic spell he was pursuing would appear in this situation.Although it is just the most common lighting spell, the LV7 lighting spell is anything but ordinary.

With a flick of the wand, the ball of light disappeared, and with another flick, an identical ball of light appeared again.Following Ike's guidance, the ball of light suddenly became larger and then smaller.After controlling it to become the size of a table tennis ball, the light ball was still at its limit. It was not until it became the size of a marble that Ike felt the difficulty.

At this time, the light ball had completely changed its appearance, and there was a hint of golden light in the soft white color.When I touched it again, it even had some warmth.

It's warm, similar to a hand warmer.

Ike's face was full of smiles, and as he played with this warm marble, all kinds of inspirations and conjectures came out of his heart.The suitcase flew out of the pocket automatically, and a notebook with a somewhat worn surface flew out from it.Stopping in mid-air, he opened it and started writing quickly with his quill, writing down the inspirations and conjectures that flashed through Ike's mind.

After a long time, the quill finally stopped, and after closing the notebook, it flew back to the suitcase.With a casual throw, the bright marble in his hand flew to the ceiling and turned into the size of a football. The soft white light filled the entire room again.

At this time, Ike turned his attention to his surroundings.Looking up, I saw bookshelves as densely packed as the Hogwarts library, filled with all kinds of books.

Thick ones, thin ones, new ones, old ones, big ones, small ones, all are well preserved.Ike casually pulled out a book. It was a book written in an unknown language. Looking at the illustrations, I could tell that it was the Bible.

I even flipped through several books, including Latin, ancient Greek and even cuneiform. It seems to include all the writing that has ever appeared on the earth, which is enough to make any historian and linguist crazy.

With a flick of the wand, the suitcase opened automatically, and the books on the bookshelf quickly flew in one by one.Although Ike doesn't recognize most of these words, he can learn them.As long as the time converter is around, there will always be a day when you learn.

Although, they don't have any magical fluctuations at all.

Walking among the bookshelves, surrounded by a river of flying books, Ike slowly walked towards the inside of the room.Gradually, magical fluctuations appeared in the surrounding books. There were very few, often only one on the entire bookshelf.

With a flick of the wand, the books were automatically diverted. The non-magical books still flew into the suitcase, while the magical books fell to the ground next to the suitcase one by one.

The number was not very large. When Ike cleared out all the books on the bookshelf, there were only three stacks. By rough calculation, it was just over 100 books.It is also excellent. After all, it is something that Ike has never seen before. It may even be the only or unique copy.

At this time, Ike came to the innermost part of the room.There was a square piece of marble placed where the bookshelf should have been, with three thick books on it.One book was opened, with dense text written on it, and several illustrations, showing the appearance of a magic circle.

The book is written in ancient runes. This kind of writing is said to be used by the legendary elves. Ike doesn't know much about it. The ancient magic script he studied is just a simplified version of the ancient runes, and there are still certain differences. of.But even so, there's no problem recognizing the title on the cover.

A "General History of the Continent" and a "Rune Dictionary". As for this open book, it is the ultimate purpose of Ike's trip:

"magic"--#%&@!write.