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Chapter 463, Section 461: The Magic of Belief
A black cat opens its eyes from the bright mist.

The fog here is unlike any fog any wizard has ever seen.

It wasn't that the surrounding scenery was shrouded in misty steam, but rather that the misty steam hadn't yet formed the surrounding scenery. The ground the black cat was standing on seemed white, neither hot nor cold, just an existence, a flat, empty thing.

Looking back, it saw a large, dilapidated Victorian building standing there.

Dilapidated streets gradually extend from the vicinity of the large Victorian building.

The street was originally short, only reaching near the black cat's feet, but now it completely enveloped the Victorian buildings and even revealed indistinct shops.

The black cat gazed at it with a hint of curiosity for a moment, then looked down at its own furry chest.

There was a tuft of silvery-white fur and a rune stone with a blurred outline.

There is nothing else.

The black cat was visibly disappointed.

Why wasn't the resurrection stone brought in?
If items cannot be brought into the boundary area, why is the empty symbol still there?
If the border area allows items to travel between each other, why not the resurrection stone?

The black cat was filled with curiosity, and it knew that perhaps someone could answer its question.

So it set off, and as it ran nimbly, the small tuft of silvery-white fur on its chest grew larger. This was not because there was more silvery-white fur, but because the black cat had grown bigger.

Time seemed to slow down in the border area, and no one knew how much time had passed.

Perhaps it was because the black cat went far enough, or perhaps it stayed long enough.

He saw several wooden houses, each with a different appearance, but they all had one thing in common: a small door.

Sometimes it says something like, "Waiting for good luck to knock on the door," and sometimes it simply says, "For the Lucky Black Cat."

A question arose in the mind of the cat-leopard embroidered with ink and clouds: What are these?
What are these houses?
What did it do that led it to see more places where wizards gathered, even though there were no wizards in those houses?

What's even stranger is, what are these words trying to express?
Is the lucky black cat the one it's thinking of?

The cat-leopard, embroidered with ink and clouds, flicked its head and passed by in confusion.

Another period of travel ensued.

It came to a small house.

You can see smoke billowing from the chimney, and a flower-filled front yard next to the wooden wall.

The cat and leopard embroidered with ink and clouds disappeared, and a black cat naturally stepped into the front yard and passed by several special objects placed in front of the yard.

—A rusty sword, some colorful plants, and a beautiful scepter.

The black cat walked into the garden, where copper-bottomed flowerpots hung from some upright pumpkin vines.

Hanging from the flowerpot were crooked ferns and vines, which once again tried to groom the black cat's fur as it walked beneath them.

Looking around, the black cat came to the wooden door. It raised its paw and knocked on the door, ignoring the small door below and the sign that read "For Black Cats Only".

It's a wizard, not a real cat.

The door creaked open, revealing a pine tree adorned with colorful lights. Beneath the lights was a fluffy orange rug, upon which sat a round stool and a black cat plush toy.

"Green, it's so nice to see you."

Helena said with delight.

The black cat leaped onto the round stool, and a teapot floated over, pouring steaming hot pear juice into the round cup in front of the cat.

The black cat's whiskers were blurred by steam, and its ears twitched.

Ms. Helena was much more energetic than before; she would never have said such things.

"You've found us again. It seems we've been drawn into this situation once more."

Ravenclaw was playing a special game with Helena, which Sheen immediately recognized as the strange Wizard's Chess.

How did this strange wizard chess game end up here?

“You lost. Ravenclaw’s wisdom doesn’t always seem to work.”

Helena was laughing triumphantly because Rowena's knight had knocked his own king away, and the king had fallen to the ground with a scream, completely disoriented.

"What a pathetic king, even his own knights want to kill him..."

Rowena sighed.
"What I'm more curious about is, who created this wizard's chess set? A game where wizards play entirely by chance?" "Who knows?"

Helena glanced at the black cat, then with a flick of her wrist, gathered up the chess pieces.

"Victory is so hard, but good fortune is on your side, dear Helena."

Rowena raised her eyebrows and said,
"Then, my student, dear Mr. Lucky Black Cat, what questions are there that cannot be answered even in memory?"

The black cat had already jumped around the chessboard, and it was certain that this was the strange Wizard's Chess game.

"You seem puzzled. This chess game was brought by Helena."

Rowena Ravenclaw said.

"Ravenclaw teacher, can items move freely between border areas?"

"The black cat asked."

"No, it's not possible."

"Royna said."

"So……"

The black cat's tail stopped wagging.

"Look at your empty symbol, is it really an empty symbol?"

Rowena smiled mischievously.

The black cat quickly looked at its own sacred artifact.

"Isn't it shaped like a kitten?"

Rowena's smile became even brighter.

The black cat rubbed its eyes with its paw and was surprised to find that the empty symbol had actually changed shape.

"You trust her too much!"

Helena interrupted Rowena, and at the same time, the empty rune returned to its original form as a stone tablet.

"This is not interesting."

The black cat seemed to understand something, and curled up to look at its empty talisman.

"She loves to tease people...isn't that annoying...?"

Helena sat down next to the black cat.

“Green, let me tell you, if you firmly believe that an object exists, it will be brought to the border.”

The black cat's ears twitched.

"Therefore, if you waver, the borderlands will confiscate your magic."

Helena explained slowly.

“I understand, Helena.”

The black cat's guess was confirmed.

He couldn't help but think of the rare descriptions of the border region in the original work:
"Harry wanted to be dressed. The thought had barely formed in his mind when a robe appeared nearby. He picked it up and put it on: the robe was soft, clean, and warm. How strange, it just appeared like that, the moment the thought crossed his mind..."

What a wonderful place.

Perhaps it is still the most magical place.

The wizard's wisdom and emotions flow naturally here, transforming into bizarre and colorful wisps of mist;

The wizard's magic is completely transformed into the power of belief. When the wizard believes in himself and his faith is firm, magic is born.

How can I believe it?

The black cat discovered the final problem.

(End of this chapter)