A day at Hogwarts.

Chapter 711 An Entry Point
Mathematics, whether describing the vastness of the universe or the minuteness of the interior of particles, deliberately avoids the concepts of "consciousness" and "life" themselves.

And much magic is rooted in life, in will, and in emotion!
Lily Potter's sacrifice required love, not any mathematical formula.

That power transcends any equation; it is a call from the blood, an echo from the depths of the soul.

How can the ancient magic of "love" and the cold laws that drive the stars be written on the same piece of paper? How can one use the same language to describe both the rotation of the Milky Way and the protection a mother provides before her death?
Charles leaned back wearily in his chair, and another long sigh echoed from the cabin.

The talismans and runes on the table lay quietly to one side, their powers still isolated from each other, their common ground still hidden in the deepest recesses.

The road ahead is still long.

As Charles sipped his chicken soup, he thought to himself that perhaps he had found the bridge connecting the different manifestations of magic—the unified concept of "field" and "frequency".

But to firmly establish this bridge across the unfathomable chasm between life and physics, will and law, requires not only wisdom, but perhaps also a touch of magical miracle.

Charles silently finished his dinner, cleaned up the dishes, and walked out of the cabin to a clearing in the mountains.

Slowly raising my head, my gaze fell upon the treetops, looking up at the cold, fixed points of light in the night sky.

He knew that the answer must be hidden somewhere, in a single truth that could simultaneously contain the trajectories of stars, the vibrations of atoms, and the love and hate in his heart.

The truth is like a distant star, seemingly within reach, yet light-years away.

"Perhaps we shouldn't take too big a step."

Charles couldn't help but think.

"We need to find a starting point and peel an onion, delving deeper little by little."

An idea is gradually taking shape.

The mountain air at night is crisp and cool, carrying the fragrance of grass, trees, and earth. Taking a deep breath of it seems to cleanse the mind of any stagnation.

The night sky was clear and clean, the stars indifferently following their ancient paths, while the bright moon cast its gentle light across the forest clearing.

A lame wolf let out a long howl from a distant mountaintop, which quickly received responses from all directions.

Charles stood in the middle of the open space, closed his eyes, and tried to clear his overactive mind.

He no longer tried to forcefully break through the wall that separated different magical systems, nor did he attempt to imprison the passionate torrent of life emotions with cold mathematics.

He recalled the "cool stream" when the spell was activated, the "historical vicissitudes" when he touched the runes, and the "frequency of light" that danced at Dobby's fingertips when he cast magic, which was completely different from the tip of a wizard's wand.

frequency……

The word echoed repeatedly in his mind.

"Perhaps we cannot simply apply some theories blindly."

Charles thought to himself.

But he soon realized that using these familiar words made it easier to think.

Not long after, he fell into deep thought again.

If all magic originates from the resonance of different frequencies of the same "magic field," then does the similarity in the effects exhibited by different magic systems mean that they intersect on a certain "frequency band"?

Just like different musical instruments, violins, pianos, and even the human voice can all produce the same pitch.

Although their timbres are very different, the core vibration frequency is physically the same.

"Fire resistance"—does this specific "function" of Eastern talismans and Western runes also touch upon the same fundamental frequency band representing the same effect in the "magic field"? This thought made his heart beat slightly faster.

He was too fixated on finding a one-to-one correspondence between the "grammar" and "vocabulary" of the two systems, but he overlooked the "process" itself that ultimately achieves the desired effect, which may be the key to the underlying truth.

The uniformity of effects may point to the uniformity of the underlying rules.

The process of taking effect is the path to the underlying rules.

Charles waved his hand, summoning a piece of paper on his desk with a "talisman to ward off chickens and dogs from entering the house" drawn on it, along with a piece of paper with the three runes Ral, Ort, and Tal written on it. They floated side by side in front of him.

This time, he no longer focused on the differences in their power attributes, but rather on the subtle changes in his mental state when activating them.

To activate a talisman, one needs to recite a specific incantation and visualize it, using the talisman to draw upon one's own magical power.

To activate runes, one must understand their ancient symbolism, infuse them with magic, and guide their power to manifest.

The methods and paths may differ, but ultimately, his spirit is being guided toward a state capable of triggering effects including "fire resistance."

This is no longer about forcibly building a bridge, but about finding a common underground water source between two different rivers.

However, whether it's a talisman or runes, they don't all have a single effect; each path has branching paths leading to different effects.

Understanding the direction each fork in the road leads, whether it leads to the same destination, and the corresponding starting method for that destination all require extensive research.

Charles returned to the cabin, sat at his desk, and picked up his pen.

This time, he didn't write down any complex formulas or deductions. He simply added a line below the paper that read "Premise: There exists a unified 'magic field'":

"Hypothesis: The uniformity of magical effects may stem from the resonance of a specific fundamental frequency band within the 'magic field.' Different systems represent different 'paths' or 'tuning algorithms' to reach the same frequency band."

He put down his pen, turned his gaze back to the boundless starry sky outside the window, and his thoughts once again wandered freely.

Life and emotions, love and sacrifice—these may not be perfectly described by existing mathematics, but aren't they themselves the grandest and most exquisite "resonance" phenomena in the universe?

Lily's sacrifice may have been her soul, at that moment, resonating with and rewriting the structure of the "magic field" surrounding Harry in a way that transcended all known magic, anchoring an absolute protective frequency.

This "frequency" is related to Lily's soul, and the soul can be seen from Parsley's inheritance to be related to blood relations. Therefore, Petunia's soul is similar to Lily's to some extent, which is why Harry has to stay by Petunia's side every year to buff her.

Charles felt that this was not incomprehensible, but the research was not thorough enough and the existing "technical terms" were too poor.

He can't take too big a step; he needs more samples and more observations of "effect consistency."

It's not just about protection, but also healing, attacking, teleportation, and mental influence...

He needs to act like a linguist, comparing different language families to find cognates; or like a musician, listening to music from different cultures to identify their common intervals.

The road to the ultimate answer is still long, but at this moment, Charles feels that the path beneath his feet seems to have become a little clearer.

He no longer tried to conquer the chasm, but began to learn to listen to the echoes of the same ancient ballad that might exist on different frequencies on the other side of the chasm.

The night was still deep, but a calm and resolute light had already returned to his eyes.

He walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of chilled soda, and drank it all in one gulp.

The deeper I explore, the more I realize that this journey has only just begun.

(End of this chapter)