The slacker professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 365 The Quietly Hidden History

Voldemort had a bad feeling.

Despite his current ease in front of Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix, and his brazen actions with the escaped Death Eaters, he knows that none of the forces opposing him have disappeared.

The key point is that these forces are actually getting stronger at a rapid pace!

Sirius Black is one example right in front of us.

Voldemort stared coldly at Sirius, who was surrounded by thousands of people, and felt a chill run down his spine.

Dark forces!

He sensed such an intense dark power!

Tom's!

This leading general of the opposing forces seems to have truly embarked on a magical path that is genuinely his own, and is now growing stronger at an extremely rapid pace.

Each werewolf you save makes you one point stronger!

This force, both righteous and bright yet dark and ominous, is so contradictory and yet so harmonious in one person.

What is the principle behind this?

Why does such a powerful and unique dark force exist?

He doesn't understand.

So he quietly pricked up his ears and used some magical techniques to listen to Gilderoy's words in a distant corner as he spoke eloquently in front of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

"Facing the light, yet bearing the brunt of misfortune!"

"The ominous sign brought with it a powerful dark force, which is why when we look at the history of the Black family, we always find that they both appeared in Slytherin and Durmstrang."

"But later the Blacks lost the glorious pride of being the oldest family, or rather, they were no longer the leaders, protectors, and positive figures of the wizarding community, but selfish profiteers."

"They turned their backs on the light, and thus had to face misfortune, and were ultimately devoured by it."

"They are wrong."

"Sirius was wrong before. He shouldn't have been so averse to dark magic, which should have been his greatest strength."

"The right thing to do is to be full of justice like Sirius Black, and to be good at controlling dark forces and casting dark magic like Bella."

"Combined, this is the true path of the Black magical bloodline."

"So fate is really strange sometimes. Sirius Black, the last male in the Black family, has a life path that is so similar to the Black family's path of magic."

This line of thought reminded Lockhart of the wrathful Vajra of Buddhism from his previous life.

"In wizarding civilization, the Black family should actually play the role of warriors," a killing machine fighting for their clan.

Listening to Lockhart's story, Grindelwald was filled with emotion. He gazed deeply at Sirius Black, who was so earnestly casting spells on werewolf after werewolf, and was filled with admiration. "Wrong," he said, "Black isn't just a warrior protecting the wizarding tribe; he should be a priest."

Bearing the burden of misfortune for countless individuals within their clan, and constantly facing the possibility of being devoured by these ominous forces, the Black family's magical path is both incredibly powerful and incredibly dangerous, leaving them no choice but to walk towards the light.

He said to Dumbledore, "So sometimes I really feel regretful about the demise of so many pure-blood families over the decades. We don't know how much power the wizarding world has lost."

Dumbledore pursed his lips. "Life is difficult, and it's already difficult enough to do our best to stay on the right path. We simply can't take care of every corner. How to accompany the entire wizarding world forward and embrace the future is up to them."

There were some things they didn't tell Lockhart.

The two had a heated argument before regarding Voldemort's plan to gather his old followers and rescue the Death Eaters from Azkaban prison.

These people are not just Death Eaters, but also the most powerful force among the pure-blood families that have continued from the ancient wizarding clan.

Let these people reintegrate into society and face the new era. Perhaps some of them will gradually turn away from Tom, because Tom can no longer represent the interests of these pure-blood families.

On the other side of the meeting room.

Voldemort was also filled with emotion.

As he listened to Gilderoy's analysis and then observed Sirius, he suddenly realized that the scene before him seemed strangely familiar.

That was just a fleeting moment in the past.

He vaguely sensed a change in Regulus Black (Sirius's brother).

A very subtle change, in Gilderoy's words, was a sudden burst of vitality.

This realization made him feel terrible.

This reveals that in the moment Regulus Black decided to betray himself, he viewed this betrayal as a step towards justice and a confrontation with the light.

"Hmph~"

He snorted and beckoned to Bella, who was standing beside him, "Let's go."

Bella glanced at Sirius in the crowd, nodded, and quickly followed Tom's retreating figure.

"Tom, what are we going to do?" Bella asked nervously; Tom looked so gloomy.

Voldemort turned around, looking at the bustling crowd in the hall, a slight smile playing on his lips. "It's time to begin compiling that potions tome. I want everyone to know why I'm so determined to uphold the power of purebloods."

Dumbledore, Gilderoy, Grindelwald—you will regret allowing me to spread this wisdom throughout the world, giving me the opportunity to guide the ideas of magic!

Hehehe~~~

"That silly kid is gone," Grindelwald gestured with his eyes.

Dumbledore ignored Tom, gazing intently at Sirius on the stage, his voice deep and resonant, "Where there is light, there is darkness. The wizarding world needs this!"

Humans are path-dependent. When change inevitably brings conflict and bloodshed, perhaps the least harmful approach in the new era would be to let all the old-fashioned garbage belong to Tom and then sweep it all into the trash heap.

It's not the right time yet.

In his view, the new era is not merely the wizarding world moving back towards the path of magic as Lockhart saw it, nor is it just the rapid development of Grindelwald's wizarding society; it should encompass the entire human world.

If Tom really has any ability left, he should hold on until the last opportunity of that new era, taking with him all the old-fashioned trash among the Muggles.

Lockhart left the meeting room quickly. This was Sirius's moment, Lupin's moment, but not his.

He has his own things to do.

For example, studying the research materials brought by Fudge.

These materials are inspiring him and bringing him a great deal of inspiration.

At night, Dumbledore and Grindelwald sent a message by owl expressing their desire to visit.

Upon receiving the news, the unjustly killed fairy personally went downstairs to meet them.

The meeting room was still brightly lit. For many wizarding families and communities, this would be a sleepless night, and everyone was very excited.

She led Dumbledore and Grindelwald to the 7th floor in the elevator and introduced them, "This floor is the event floor of Lockhart Building, open to the Dueling Club."

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Then she pointed to the elevators not far away, "There are two private elevators here, one leading to the first-floor exit of the New Era Basin, and the other leading to the first-floor exit of the London financial center on the south bank of the Thames."

Dumbledore and Grindelwald exchanged a meaningful glance, but neither made any comment.

"Gidero's research room and study are on the 8th floor, but the elevator on the 8th floor is not open to the public. We can go up directly from the fire escape staircase of the Duel Club on the 7th floor."

Grindelwald observed his surroundings, a strange and peculiar feeling creeping over him. "I sense that this building is filled with magical power. Is it Gilderoy's relationship magic at work?"

The unjustly killed fairy simply smiled shyly, "I don't know about that."

She certainly knew some of it, but she didn't say anything.

As a dark magic creature protected by the earth, even a master of Legilimency could not obtain any information from her mind. Since she didn't speak, the two of them really had to figure it out themselves.

This will be Lockhart's lair from now on, so it's necessary to keep it a secret.

When the two magic masters arrived on the 8th floor, the wronged fairy led them to a room that looked more like a library, with a large number of bookshelves and documents. Lockhart was engrossed in writing and drawing among a pile of messy documents.

"Oh, you've arrived. Please have a seat." Lockhart looked up to greet them, then quickly looked down again to jot down his thoughts.

The unjustly killed fairy served the two big shots some tea and snacks, as well as two cups of red drinks with tiny flower petals floating in them.

She has now reviewed and recruited several house-elves to serve Lockhart Mansion, but she has not yet allowed them to enter Gilderoy's Study and the Archives.

At this moment, she was the only one keeping Lockhart company. Little Golden Retriever, Winged Demon, and Boggart went to find Lady Car and followed her to play on the banks of the Thames.

The sack cover didn't follow. Ever since Lockhart Building appeared here, it has become particularly fond of growing so large that it covers the entire building, seemingly in harmony with the power of the "world island" that the building operates.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore enjoyed their tea and snacks, exchanged a glance, and decided that Grindelwald would be the one to ask the question.

Grindelwald had been saying that Lockhart's current research was "bringing about some kind of transformative possibility for the future," a sentiment that resonated with him more strongly than the breeding of the Dark Magic creature Hakimi cat.

Not to mention the profound impact the existence of the Obscurials had had on their lives, giving them unique experiences.

Unable to sit still any longer, Grindelwald suggested that they simply come and ask him directly.

"What did the Purifiers' research data say?"

Lockhart rubbed his face, put down his quill, and gestured to the pile of documents on the table. "It's a mess, and there's no clear theme."

"I initially thought their research materials were the kind of rigorous experimental archives of Muggle-style scientific research, but it turns out they are more like the magical notes of ancient wizards."

"Fragmented, scattered, and many conclusions are logically contradictory."

He picked up his drink, took a sip, then picked up a pile from the far corner and handed it to them. "These are the information the Purifiers collected from various sources in the magical world. They did a good job; the information is very detailed."

Researchers in different fields within the wizarding world have their own definitions of the power of Obscurus.

Those who focus more on the living conditions of wizards and the characteristics of the era will concentrate on the repression of self-expression and the frantic suppression of magic by the wizarding child in human society, as well as the difficult situation faced by children of all ages, whether wizards or Muggles, during the booming industrial age. (Specific Western eras, such as chimney sweeping and child labor in factories.)

Therefore, the definition of an Obscurial is: a wizarding child who, due to physical or psychological abuse, suppresses their self and experiences extreme emotional distress, thereby creating a dark, parasitic magical power. This power continuously pushes the young wizard's soul into the abyss until they ultimately suffer a mental breakdown.

This analysis is from the perspective of "dark forces".

There are other perspectives as well.

Compared to the impact of the environment, some researchers tend to focus more on the individual's own feelings.

Their definition of an Obscurus is: trauma related to the use of magic, a deep-seated hatred of one's own magic, and a conscious attempt to suppress it.

The state of silence progresses from self-loathing to self-hatred, and finally to self-destruction, and is divided into three stages.

This is an analytical approach from the perspective of the field of spellcasting, which believes that this is actually a kind of spell cast on the chaotic state of the self, a self-destruction program.

Whether it's the collapse of self-consuming pain or the self-destructive despair of "I shouldn't be alive in this world," both are forces that run counter to Lockhart's passionate pursuit, which is why he quickly gave up exploring this area.

"Wow~"

Grindelwald sneered, pulled a document from the pile, shook it, and said, "Look at what's written here!"

Seeing Albus looking at him curiously, he whispered, "Studying wizarding history, we find that wizards have always possessed a antagonistic force," a kind of immune defense mechanism used by the human body to eliminate viruses.

"We categorize it into 5 stages."

"The first stage is the fairies, which manifest as a powerful magical civilization."

"The second phase consists of fire dragons, giants, trolls, and later werewolves, characterized by strong magic resistance."

"The third stage involves magical creatures such as merfolk, dark magic creatures, harbingers, and thestrals, manifesting as a conflict that penetrates deep into the details of the wizarding community's life."

"The fourth stage is the Muggle stage, which is mainly manifested in the form of witch hunts and is characterized by internal divisions and conflicts among humans."

"The fifth stage is the purge —"

Grindelwald clicked his tongue. "They've even given themselves a value, explaining their own reason for being."

"This is the key." Lockhart peered into the documents they had been given, pulled one out, and said, "This analyzes the similarities between the Purifiers' state and that of the Obscurials. This is the key to their research on the Obscurial's power—repression, anger, hatred, and destruction."

Being labeled as part of the evil camp is truly a disgusting thing.

Yes, that's right, I'm talking about Tom.

haha~

Lockhart didn't care about any of that, and picked up another pile of documents. "Squibs with magical blood but no spellcasting ability are special. They actually have ways to use some magical power, such as finding some dark magic creatures and magical creatures to help them."

He pulled out two of them. "Take this one, for example, the Mirror of Seriousness, a magical artifact made in the history of the Malfoy family." It actually seals a Dementor inside, and every wizard who faces the mirror will change from cheerful to serious.

"But by simply adjusting the gear knob on the mirror, the person in front of it will quickly lose their joy and begin to become increasingly gloomy, depressed, and powerless to struggle. The Purifiers have clearly used this to design experiments, trying to make the test subjects more like the silent ones."

"Malfoy?" Dumbledore exclaimed in surprise. "They were also involved in the Purgers' plans?"

"Oh, no." Lockhart handed the documents directly to Dumbledore. "Perhaps you didn't notice, but these documents were reviewed by Wizengamo. If there were any problems, Lucius would be in Azkaban by now."

"In fact—"

His expression turned somewhat strange. "As you know, some time ago, Arthur Weasley planned to use the power of the Ministry of Magic, in conjunction with the Aurors, to search the Malfoy family manor, claiming he would turn it upside down."

"Lucius had no other choice but to engage in a passionate brawl with Arthur, so he had to find a way to sell a lot of illegal items hidden in his house. Evidence of this kind of illegal activity, such as secretly capturing a Dementor to make magical artifacts, obviously needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

"After this magical artifact was bought, it was mortgaged to Gringotts Wizarding Bank in Norway. Unable to repay the debt, the fairies sold it to a dark wizard in exchange for a large number of illegally obtained gems, which eventually ended up in the hands of the Purifiers."

That's hard to say.

We can't just arrest Arthur over this, and it would be difficult to convict Malfoy, since the information in the records is incomplete, and even the name of the Malfoy family is misspelled by a letter.

Lockhart gestured to the documents scattered all over the table. "They've done a lot of experiments and come up with countless contradictory answers, but so far they haven't gotten any good results."

He shrugged. "Unsurprisingly, their thinking was flawed from the start. Magic is life, and it's completely different from the Muggle science way of thinking."

"No matter how much these experimental subjects experience, such as depression, pain, psychological distortion, hatred, or destruction, they will never become silent."

Lockhart clearly has his own understanding: "Because spellcasting does not actually require emotions or mental states, but rather the life inherent in those emotions and mental states."

"Happy and positive emotions cannot bring a guardian spirit; at most, they can only unleash a silver light."

"Happy and wonderful past life experiences are the source of the guardian's power."

"same."

Lockhart shook his head as he looked at the data. "A state of repressed pain cannot breed an Obscurus. Only the unique life experience represented by repressed pain can give birth to an Obscurus. This is why the current era is full of the emotional conditions that gave rise to the Obscurus back then, but no more Obscurus have emerged."

Grindelwald's expression was so strange. As someone who had studied the power of the Obscurus in depth, he really hadn't expected this answer, and it seemed to explain the whole principle perfectly.

He looked at Dumbledore, astonished, "This guy's fairy tale theory can actually explain Obscurations?"

Outrageous!

Is your theory without boundaries?

Dumbledore didn't speak, but his expression was sorrowful.

Lockhart's theoretical exposition reminded him of the ill-fated Dumbledore family, his sister Ariana, and his nephew Cressdon.

These are arguably the two most tragic life stories from two different eras in the wizarding world.

Ariana's Obscurus power wasn't so terrifying from the start. The Obscurus that arose after she was bullied by those Muggle boys was initially just dark and ominous. Although the depression and pain she experienced were extremely terrible, they weren't really enough to lead to destruction.

Later, the father retaliated against the boys, making the attack seem malicious in order to conceal his daughter's situation. He was sent to Azkaban, where he died. The mother was also injured and killed when Ariana's Obscurus power took effect, and everything began to head towards a complete tragedy.

The two brothers did not give up on their sister and always tried to pull her out of the abyss.

Later, Gellert came to Godric's Hollow and, through his great-aunt Bathilda Bagshot, met the three siblings. During that time, Ariana's condition improved, she became happier, and the magical outbursts from her Obscurus became less frequent.

Later, the two older brothers and Gellert had their most intense conflict, a conflict about life choices, and Ariana, ultimately realizing she was a burden who had deeply hampered her three brothers' lives, fell into an abyss—

Dumbledore sighed and sadly put down the documents. "Actually, when I think back on Ariana's Obscurus attacks, those terrible magical outbursts are really similar to the magical outbursts when a young wizard awakens his magic, only more intense and terrifying."

"We didn't have the ability to guide it back then!" Grindelwald also expressed his regret. "I later figured it out. As long as it's guided properly and the magic is released at the right angle, we can completely overcome this hurdle."

He did it later; Albus's nephew, Cresten, under his guidance, completed the magical riot and officially became a wizard. The power released by that magical riot easily destroyed an entire mountain range.

At that time, Aberforth was actually grateful to him. Although his son had followed this guy into doing bad things, it seemed he wouldn't have to follow in his sister Ariana's footsteps.

Unfortunately, Cressdon ultimately went to his own destruction. In that era, there were far too many people like him who had no place in their own lives.

"Snap!"

Lockhart clapped his hands and exclaimed in delight, "Looks like my guess was right!"

This attracted the attention of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Lockhart slammed his hand on the table, pressing down on the documents, his gaze intense. "The Obscurus is actually the power of the spiritual!"

"It got out of control because of a severe disconnect between the 'self' and the 'self in the world'!"

"I conducted experiments on this with young Tom before. I also discovered that Horcruxes actually target spirituality; the essence of this magic is to use some kind of object to fix 'myself in the world' indefinitely, thereby creating a state of immortality."

"Therefore, Tom's approach was wrong. He should have conquered the world first, and then created the Horcruxes to solidify that achievement, thus placing himself in an invincible position. Instead, he created the Horcruxes early on, fixing his 'self's' state in the world before his success, rendering all his efforts meaningless."

"By the way, his wandering spirit at that time was his ego," because he was severely disconnected from the "self" in the world. He could also be considered in a unique state of Obscurity, becoming powerfully magical and constantly heading towards self-destruction.

When this was mentioned, Lockhart's expression turned strange. "What Voldemort should have done was devour those Horcruxes, instead of throwing them into various corners to let others modify the state of 'me' in his world," or destroy them.

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow. "So it seems he later realized this problem, even if not in your way, which is why he asked you for his old diary Horcrux, the earliest Horcrux, which brought him back to the place of 'me' in my younger days'?"

Lohat nodded. "So the way you two are now showing wariness towards him, yet allowing him to run around, is actually a subtle return to how you treated him back when you were fighting him back in school."

hiss~~~

Grindelwald gasped. "Fate, sometimes when you think about things from this perspective, it can really send chills down your spine."

Dumbledore listened with a frown, but he seemed to realize something. Looking back on his attitude towards Tom during this period, it was indeed somewhat similar to Tom's attitude when he was a student.

"Be careful!"

Lockhart raised a finger. "He's returned to the version of me in that world," he said. "This isn't directed at the two of you, but rather means that many people in the world are unconsciously shifting their attitude towards him towards that past state."

Let's go back to the Tom Riddle that everyone loves and admires.

Instead of Voldemort, whom everyone hates and wishes would die.

magic!

From this perspective, it is so bizarre and terrifying.

This is even more terrifying than using a time-traveling device to go back in time and change things, causing sudden changes in the present that everyone takes for granted.

"We found his original body, the one with the face now transformed into a snake-like body!" Dumbledore, clearly having a deeper understanding of Lockhart's magical research theories than Grindelwald, immediately had an idea. "That body is the key; it's the history he concealed, the reason the world has returned to a state where countless people wished this villain would disappear!"

Lockhart shrugged. "I'm sorry, I have no idea about this."

Even though he knew Tom so well.

In fact, neither Dumbledore nor Grindelwald had any clue.

It is only at this moment that people will truly realize just how terrifying the "most terrifying black wizard in history" really is.

If magic is the power to change the world by one's own will, then the changes that magic masters can make to the world can sometimes happen quietly in some strange way.

"This is magic!"

Lockhart exclaimed in amazement, "It's both eerie and romantic, full of wizarding cult fairy tale adventure elements."

In an instant, everyone fell silent. This thorny problem, for which there was no solution at the moment, weighed heavily on everyone's minds.

After a while, Lockhart looked down at the documents and realized that the conversation had gone off-topic.

"Hey~" he called out, "Let's get back to our previous topic: the silence is the power of the spirit!"

He raised a hand, staring intently at it, his voice low and somber: "The severe disconnect between 'the self' born of self-hatred' and 'the self in the world' ultimately led to the 'self in the world' 'unilaterally possessing magical power'—"

As he spoke, everything in the room vibrated; even lighter items like quill pens floated up.

This is----

"A magical upheaval?" Grindelwald suddenly stood up, watching the scene warily. He knew it, he knew Lockhart must have figured out something incredible.

Meanwhile, Dumbledore, who seemed perfectly composed as he sat there, had already quietly grasped his wand.

In the dim light, a strange silver light spread out.

It was the blossoming of memories, or rather, the blossoming of life, an extremely bizarre unfolding.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald saw Lockhart's mind almost directly—it was a world of shimmering silver light, with Lockhart standing in the center and three different enormous figures floating beside him.

Guardian Pegasus, Vicious Werewolf, Time Serpent.

At that moment, they all looked toward a certain spot, where a dark and ominous atmosphere was brewing.

These dim, blurred lines of silver light gave it a terrifyingly somber, or rather, lifeless, appearance.

These lifeless, dark, black threads began to churn and transform into a shapeless polymer.

Only a faint outline of Lockhart's face could be seen within the black, viscous, constantly surging polymer.

"An Obscurus?" Grindelwald swallowed hard; he was genuinely astonished to witness the birth of an Obscurus power so directly.

"Yes~" Lockhart tilted his head, observing the newly born spiritual power, and answered in a very strange tone, "It's the Obscurus. Grindelwald, you just described how to conquer this power."

"In my view, it is a reconciliation between the self and the self in the world, achieving an extremely delicate balance —"

Boom!

The entire silver world was in an uproar. In Dumbledore and Grindelwald's vision, everything seemed to be dissected into the most primitive silver threads, as if everything was revealing its most original form.

They could see so clearly that the silver threads throughout the world were writhing, watching as these silver threads continuously extended tentacles, connecting with the dark, lifeless black threads.

This scene looks extremely disturbing.

I felt so bad that I started to feel dizzy, my thinking became sluggish, and I even experienced physical symptoms of nausea, irritability, and vomiting.

No!

I can't watch anymore!

Grindelwald keenly sensed the terrifying danger of being trapped in Lockhart's spiritual dimension, yet he seemed unable to control himself from closing his eyes—a most direct spiritual-to-spiritual contact—and he had to shout, "Albus!"

Dumbledore possessed a more powerful tool than him, a power he had desperately sought to master—the Elder Wand, one of the three Deathly Hallows.

Pa~!

Grindelwald felt as if he had been hit by a giant fly swatter; his whole body was burning with pain, and his head was twitching uncontrollably.

But at least I woke up.

He slumped in his chair, panting heavily, and together with Dumbledore, who sat motionless in his chair but whose neck was bulging with veins, they both looked up at the sky.

There, countless things in the room floated up, including Gilderoy.

He was now floating just like a little wizard during a magical outburst, exactly the same.

"Can a wizard experience a second magical surge?" Grindelwald asked incredulously.

Dumbledore shook his head. "No, that violates the fundamental principles of magic."

"Then what is this?" Grindelwald's expression was strange.

Dumbledore didn't know the answer either. He didn't know everything. There were too many strange things in the magical world, some of which would never have an answer.

In fact, neither Dumbledore nor Grindelwald knew that what they were witnessing was Lockhart's first magical outburst, the first time since his transmigration.

Boom!

A powerful shockwave swept through the entire office, throwing everything, including Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and the unjustly killed fairy who was standing by with concern, into the air, sending them crashing into the walls.

Dumbledore quickly waved his wand, and soon everything calmed down. All the messy things were put back in their original positions, and the three of them stopped flying around and stood in the corner.

Qi Qi watched as Gilderoy suddenly opened his eyes, exclaimed in surprise, and fell from mid-air with a thud, crying out in pain.

The unjustly killed fairy rushed over to help her up.

"Haha~~"

Lockhart said something that both Dumbledore and Grindelwald found strange, and he said it to the fairy who had died unjustly.

He said, "I'm a wizard now!"

He used to be a Muggle who stole a wizard's life, but now he has completely transformed himself, in the most normal way of magical rampage.

In other words, he actually already knew how to convert Muggles into wizards, but the method was too advanced for ordinary people to replicate.

Even the unjustly killed fairy was happy for him. She knew what Gilderoy meant and smiled as she straightened his disheveled clothes.

Lockhart was brimming with excitement, gesturing wildly. "It seems my exploration of Transfiguration can delve deeper. Perhaps it's time to explore the power of the Animagus. I think this direction will definitely allow me to thoroughly understand the power of the spirit and bring about the greatest change to this world!"

This magical upheaval completely transformed the wizard, undoubtedly validating many of his conjectures and opening up many new avenues of thought.

Most importantly, his research findings will not only affect him, but will also change many, many people.

He's a professor!

The most skilled teacher that Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort could never match!

No one knows more about magic teaching than him!

He knew that when the power of spirituality was explored to a certain extent, he would bring forth a complete magical framework.

It's as if Transfiguration was separated from the discipline of Charms.

He had a feeling it was so close!

Future little wizards are in luck!

It's great that they have another major subject to study!

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