The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

To thoroughly master a subject of knowledge, it is necessary to study systematically and comprehensively. Erwin did take a chance before, and his knowledge of the rune is actually still at a very superficial stage.

And after he really started to learn from the most basic content, he discovered that the rune was much more complicated than he imagined, even if it was just to thoroughly grasp the theoretical basis, it was very difficult and time-consuming.

It's like learning some basic Taylor's formulas in calculus and being able to solve specific problems and even being a little complacent, only to suddenly find that I can't even prove that one plus one equals two.

The ocean of knowledge is so vast, Erwin is still flapping on the beach like a little turtle just hatched.

Fortunately, Erwin found that his memory and comprehension skills seemed to have improved, and he even only needed three or four hours of sleep a day to maintain vigorous energy.

So he took some time to study the changes in his body. Since the blood grafting is only a modification of the hematopoietic system, there is no change in strength and resistance to blows, but the improvement in endurance and self-recovery is amazing.

This made his learning efficiency ridiculous, but it also brought more pain-it is really not a life for a person to maintain high-intensity learning for more than ten hours a day.

And it went on like this for over a month.

Erwin has reached the point where he can see a lot of letters with his eyes closed, and it is true that he is almost bewildered.

But the learning progress is still not very satisfactory, because the total amount is too large, and just reading and memorizing the content is far from being fully mastered.

Erwin can only lower his psychological expectations, and it's okay if he doesn't meet Master Flamel's requirements. It's not easy to have the opportunity to learn such a detailed and complete basic knowledge of magic literature.

In September, the new semester of Hogwarts began, but Erwin couldn't go back to school for the time being, and he was struggling with an ancient rune dictionary with a thickness of thousands of pages.

But he didn't know that his appearance of studying hard was being displayed by a crystal ball and watched by two old men.

"The child's temperament is not bad." Nicole Flamel said.

"Careful but not decisive, curious but not greedy, if he can maintain this, I won't be surprised at how high his magical attainment is." Dumbledore nodded slightly.

He turned to look at Nicole Flamel, "Will this child's blood help you?"

"No." Flamel shook his head, and there was no special emotion in his tone, "Neither the blood of the young dragon nor his own has any effect on my old body. Maybe I could still have some blood a few hundred years ago. Think about it, but now my body is no different from a corpse...and you know, it's not just a physical problem."

"It's a pity, your departure will be a huge loss to the entire magic world."

"Oh," LeMay sneered, "Will my departure be a loss to the magic world? Most of my achievements were made in the first 200 years. What is the difference between me now and the name on the tombstone? The moment I destroyed the Philosopher's Stone, I was ready to bid farewell to this world, and this determination will never waver, I have had enough."

He paused, and suddenly laughed at himself again, "I used to have an unparalleled longing for immortality, but in the end, I found that eternal life is actually a curse, with no vitality, no new wisdom and new thinking, and the memory fades gradually. The body is only in a state of old age, so living like this is not even as good as ghosts, at least they will not be trapped in wheelchairs."

Dumbledore just sighed.

However, at this time Flamel suddenly changed the subject, "What about you, Albus? Do you also feel that your end is approaching? The elixir of life has no effect on you, does it?"

His dim eyes suddenly became very sharp.

"Since I borrowed the Philosopher's Stone from you, I never thought of hiding this from you." Dumbledore said relaxedly and indifferently: "There have been many great wizards in this world, and they couldn't refuse the invitation of death. Essentially, I have nothing against such an ending, no one can die, but before that, I still have two things to deal with, to make up for my mistakes back then, and to pass on the responsibilities I shouldered."

LeMay looked at the crystal ball, "So this little guy is the one you plan to pass on the responsibility to? With his soul strength and the original dragon's blood, his specific lifespan may not be measured in units of a hundred years. Aren't you afraid that he will also become a bigger 'fault'?"

"Some mistakes will not be made a second time." Dumbledore said lightly.

Erwin didn't know anything about this conversation. He was struggling desperately on the edge of the sea of ​​rune knowledge. After another week, he, a little turtle, was finally about to successfully enter the water.

Closing the ancient rune dictionary, Erwin took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and felt that he had to sort it out.

He used to think that the runes were attached to the spells, but in fact they were not. It was only one of the functions of the runes to make a certain spell have a constant effect on the item.

In fact, the rune itself can form a very complete system.

Not only spells have corresponding rune codes, but every substance has corresponding rune codes. It took Erwin half a day to successfully produce a gram of gold with a set of rune codes.

It is not a material transformation, but a gram of gold is born out of nothing.

Atomic level matter generation.

This made Erwin have to re-stabilize his worldview,

Does it mean that every substance, as well as every substance and energy change rule, has a corresponding rune code?

Are the substances and rules corresponding to the rune codes, or... is it the specific codes that represent the substances and rules?

Is it possible that this world... is essentially composed of a bunch of rune codes?

Erwin rubbed his temples, why do he always have such horrible thoughts? Is it because of that memory that he always doubts the authenticity of the world?

For the next week, Erwin stopped reading books in detail, but searched as much as possible, hoping to find evidence that could refute his conjecture in LeMay's collection.

However, it does not.

Erwin felt a little uneasy, and Nicole Flamel accepted his question impatiently at his insistence, but after hearing his question, he was a little dazed.

He didn't reprimand Erwin for trying to guess the truth of this world with only a little knowledge.

"You mean to say that it is a series of rune codes that form matter, determine order, and construct this world?"

"I guessed wildly." Erwin said honestly.

"Then who used these words as codes to create this world?"

"There is no way to know, but compared to the simple conclusion supported by most people that the rune is the language used by the original dragon, my argument should be closer to the bottom truth."

"Are you challenging rune masters including me for thousands of years?" Flamel narrowed his eyes slightly.

"How is it possible," Erwin shook his head, "but only by forming new cognitions and overturning wrong old conclusions can the research on runes progress."

"Do you have any direct evidence to prove your point?" Flamel mused.

"No, but I can't find evidence to the contrary, so I'm just guessing."

The master alchemist fell into deep thought. Erwin's hypothesis seemed to have had a great impact on him. He was silent for a long time, and then drove the wheelchair away without saying a word.

When it was night, Esmeralda told Erwin that her master wanted him to go to the alchemy room,

"The owner's state is a bit abnormal," she said.

This extra sentence made Erwin a little surprised. This artificial intelligence girl seems to have awakened the emotional module?Or is it that it was there and just never showed up?

He walked to the door of the alchemy room, which was a restricted area for him before, and Flamel never allowed him to enter.

The door opened automatically.

A strong smell of blood rushed to his face, and Erwin was surprised to see two rows of crystal coffin-like instruments, but all of them were broken, and there was a bleeding corpse in each instrument.

What's even weirder is that these corpses are all young men with exactly the same face and body.

Flamel was at the other end of the alchemy room. The wheelchair turned around, and the master alchemist looked a little numb.

"Have you ever wondered what I have been doing for hundreds of years?" he asked.

Erwin nodded.

"I'm studying life, not existing life, but creating life." LeMay said softly: "The research is divided into two parts. The first part is to study the soul and the way of thinking, the tools that can act autonomously, and Ace. Meralda is the subsidiary product of the research, and the second part is to create the forms of life, which is what you see, they are all copies of me when I was young."

"Muggles call this technology cloning. You are hundreds of years ahead, which is amazing." Erwin said sincerely.

Flamel continued as if he didn't hear his words, "The elixir of life can only keep my soul from leaving this old body, and let my soul and body decay together. This kind of eternal life is tantamount to torture, so I think It was my original idea to create a new vessel to hold my soul."

Erwin looked at the corpses on both sides.

"That's right, I didn't succeed in the end. No matter how exquisite the containers are, even if they are equivalent to me when I was young, I can't implant my soul into them. This will cause a strong and unreasonable rejection phenomenon. On the contrary It would do extremely serious damage to my soul."

Erwin listened with bated breath.

"I have tried a lot unwillingly. Until a year ago, I could no longer bear the price of failed implantation. Now it seems that if you follow your hypothesis, what I am missing may be a core rune code for the soul Adaptation to the physical body. But it doesn't matter anymore, I am completely tired of this world, death is no longer a terrible thing for me, on the contrary, it is the best destination.

So I destroyed the Philosopher's Stone, and now all the containers, just waiting for that final moment. "

Erwin didn't know what to say for a while, should he comfort the master alchemist?In what position do you comfort him?

"But when I think about it carefully, I'm a bit unwilling after all." Le May murmured: "If I don't stick to immortality and focus on other aspects of research, will I get more meaningful results? Not like this Hundreds of years. But there's no point in thinking about it now, Erwin Frost, I've called you to tell you that I accept you as my last apprentice."

He didn't ask for the boy's opinion, but announced it directly, and where Erwin would object, he even felt a little uncontrollable excitement.

"Originally, I didn't plan to accept any more students, but you are indeed special. Compared with your intellectual talent and blood, what surprised me the most about you was your unique vision for seeing things."

Flamel looked directly at the boy, while Erwin took a deep breath, he finally got the approval of the master alchemist.

"In the rest of my time, I will teach you as much as possible. This is also an investment. If the foundation of this world is the rune code, it means that the rune code is far above magic spells and potions. It can even be said to cover the two. If you can prove your conjecture, it will be an epoch-making research result. As long as there are wizards in the future, your name will not be forgotten.

And at that time perhaps my greatest contribution to the study of magic was to be your mentor. "