The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

After returning from Diagon Alley, the Granger family was quite excited, discussing what they saw and heard that day.

Erwin didn't participate in their conversation, but closed his eyes in the back seat of the car.

The group had a sumptuous dinner at the Italian restaurant across from Stewart's house. The Grangers treated Erwin like a family, and it was obvious that they were trying their best to make Erwin, who had a "poor life experience" child feels warmth.

"You are very similar to my Hermione." Mr. Granger, who made an exception and drank a glass of whiskey, blushed, and patted Erwin on the shoulder vigorously.

Mr. Granger drove back to Manchester the next day, and his family's clinic needed to be looked after.But Hermione and her mother stayed, "After all, school starts in half a month, there is no need to go back and forth," Mrs. Granger said to the two children, "You are like brothers and sisters." Same, now that we are classmates again, we can communicate more with each other, and we can also take care of each other after arriving at school."

Erwin has different opinions on the so-called "brother and sister" relationship, "Your grandfather is my guardian, so I should be your uncle in terms of seniority." He said to Hermione privately.

Miss Nutria thought there must be something wrong with him.

The pet Erwin bought back, the horned owl, showed a unique and unique temperament, with a loud voice, stinky shit, dozed off during the day, and started howling at night.When feeding him, he behaved like a quail. After eating it, he immediately turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. After letting him out of the cage, he disappeared without a trace. He had to finish his wild life outside before returning.I even caught the neighbor's miniature poodle as a snack on the first day.Erwin was so angry that he directly named him Sabi, suppressed it on the ground for two full hours, and finally let the raptor know who is the boss.

But it would only give in to Erwin, and it still had that extremely nasty attitude towards other people, and even made a very mocking squawking sound when Hermione tried to feed it slices of toast.

Hermione couldn't do anything about it either.

Every good student will do one thing after getting the textbooks, and that is to read them all. Obviously both Erwin and Hermione have this habit.

First of all, the question of "what is" should be solved, so Erwin opened "History of Magic" first, but he frowned after a while, because Chapter 1 of this official history book talks about the legendary first He is a wizard, but he is vague about where the magic comes from.

There is no answer to what Erwin is most concerned about.

There are 47 potion formulas in the Potions class textbook "Magic Potions and Potions", and nearly half of the ingredients are unknown to Erwin, so there is naturally no reading value at present. "Standard Spells, Elementary" provides a large number of simple low-level spells, and it would be more intuitive to classify them, but this is a very troublesome job, and it will take at least several hours.

"Hermione!" Erwin yelled, holding the book.

Isn't there a ready-made tool man?

The diligent Miss Nutria was completely unaware that she was being used. The two spent more than an hour listing all the spells on a piece of paper, which would be convenient for categorization and comparison.

"Ignition Charm, Cutting Charm, Illuminating Charm," Erwin chanted the names of these basic spells, the wand rolled up and down like a butterfly in his hand, there was not much difference between the technique of turning the wand and the pen, and suddenly he would He held it tightly, and with a dexterous flick of his wrist, a small flame burst out from the top of the wand.

"Very well, it seems that I don't need to use a lighter anymore." Erwin was quite satisfied.

He extinguished the flame, then swiped the tip of the wand across the paper, and a smooth cut appeared immediately. Naturally, the primary cutting spell would not have much power, and basically it could only function as a paper cutter.

"You learned it straight away?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Because it's very simple," Erwin spread his hands, "as long as the gestures and spells are correct, and then imagine it in your mind."

Hermione couldn't believe it, but she tried it herself for a few minutes and it worked.

"I think these basic spells are actually equivalent to the difficulty of addition and subtraction within ten." Erwin announced.

He continued to read "Standard Spells, Elementary", "To be honest, this textbook makes me feel that wizards' research on magic seems to be still at the initial stage of cognition, that is, only experience summarization. To achieve a certain effect, you must use Certain spells and gestures, which are quite unreasonable..."

"This is a textbook for the first grade, so there's no need to be too harsh on it." Hermione said helplessly, "Also, since we're about to enter Hogwarts, don't you think it's absurd to use conventional thinking to think about magic?" ?"

"No," Erwin denied without hesitation, "Magic should not conflict with rational thinking. Haven't you discovered that the release methods of these spells actually have something in common?"

"They all ask for... imagination?" Hermione frowned slightly.

"Yeah, imagine." Erwin raised his laurel wand again, held his breath, focused, and then just froze.

"Hey." Hermione waved in front of his eyes, but Erwin didn't respond.

After a few minutes like this, a few sparks suddenly appeared at the tip of the laurel wand, and then a basketball-sized fireball emerged, which exploded into small flames in less than a second, and then quickly extinguished.

"It's done." Erwin looked happy.

Hermione screamed together with Sabi the horned owl in the cage, the latter was because her feathers were almost set on fire, while the former was out of great excitement, "Aren't you afraid of starting a fire?" Hermione Min screamed.

"I'm in control." Erwin shrugged.

Because the fireball disappears so quickly, nothing is actually ignited.

Hermione calmed down, "Did I just transcribe this spell that can release fireballs?" She was a little confused.

"It's still an ignition spell." Erwin flicked his wand.

Hermione was at a loss for words, and could only shake her head slightly to express that she couldn't understand.

"My feeling is right," Erwin's eyes glowed, "Gestures and incantations are not important, what is important is imagination—that is to say, the essence of magic is that wizards use their own Mind and will to change the world."

……

Erwin had been lighting a fire in the fireplace all afternoon.In the past seven or eight years, he thought he was exercising his supernatural ability to impart kinetic energy, but in fact he was exercising his overall spellcasting ability.Although he still doesn't know the specific level of magic power, it must be far superior to his peers.

The essence of magic is that wizards change the world with their thinking and will, but this must be based on magic power.

But a new question came again, so what is the magic power?Which organ of the body produces it?Where is it stored?

Erwin couldn't dissect himself or Miss Nutria, and nothing unusual was found when Marduk's body was dissected.

So he was going to do an experiment to continuously release this enhanced version of the ignition spell until it could no longer be released.

Maybe running out of mana would make him feel differently.

Hermione had already gone to the neighbor's house, and now the house was no different from an oven.

Finally, only sparks emerged from the tip of Erwin's staff, and it could no longer produce flames.He sat on the sofa, his mind was very clear, and he felt the strange weakness from the inside out in this body.

It was strange, although there was no muscle soreness, but I didn't even have the strength to move my fingers.Maybe magic has nothing to do with the body?

But in any case, Erwin has a clear understanding of how much magic power he has, which is very important. After all, there is no number to show how much magic power he has, he can only rely on feeling.

"You're finally done?" Hermione came back, holding her potions textbook. Although the prescriptions in it couldn't be practiced at all now, it didn't stop the little girl from reading it completely and almost memorizing it.

She was in a bad mood, because it suddenly occurred to her that she couldn't be sure if this freak in front of her was an exception, and if all the little wizards were on Erwin's level, then she might be the worst student at Hogwarts.

The bottom one in the school, thinking of this Hermione can't help but shudder, it's terrible.

Erwin signaled her not to disturb him with his eyes.

It was night in a blink of an eye, and Erwin was full of energy again. He didn't forget to record the time it took him to fully recover his magic power, which was about five hours.

It was late at night, and Professor Stuart didn't come home until Hermione and her mother had fallen asleep. The old man looked quite tired.

Erwin was still waiting, "How did it turn out?"

But he is not the only one doing research, Professor Stewart is the head of an entire laboratory.

"We cut the wand, but found nothing else except that the core of the wand should also be dragon nerves. Although there seems to be something like adhesive remaining, the amount is too small to test other things at all. Element."

That's right, since Erwin now has four new wands, the value of Marduk's one naturally plummeted, so he simply sent it to the laboratory for disassembly and research.

Again nothing came of it, but Erwin was used to it, "What about those Galleons?"

He asked Professor Stewart to bring fifty gold coins to the laboratory, and the wizard's coins are also valuable for research.

"When we cut the first Gallon, it caused its spontaneous combustion, so we could only choose the dissolution method. After separating the gold solution, we got this."

Professor Stewart took out a thick glass vial.

Erwin took the bottle and looked at it closely. It was a viscous transparent liquid with tiny crystals in it.

Sure enough, it is impossible for goblins to use only precious metals to make currency, because pure gold is too difficult for wizards to obtain. In theory, only a wizard who can modify memories can loot the Fed's treasury.

Therefore, it is a very naive idea to use the price difference between gold and silver to arbitrage from Gringotts.

Erwin estimated that Gallon's real value was experienced in this strange liquid. Of course, this may be just a simple anti-counterfeiting measure used by the goblin to ensure the right to mint Gringotts coins. "That's all?" Erwin asked , the liquid in this small bottle is less than five milliliters.

"Yes." Professor Stuart nodded, "You can only extract so much from fifty gold coins. Besides being extremely flammable and the heat energy released by burning is very exaggerated, we haven't found any other properties of this liquid yet."

"Go find Dipper." Erwin put down the bottle, "Maybe he knows something."