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Chapter 571, page 569: Dumbledore's Second Lesson (4k)

Saturday morning.

The ceiling of the auditorium was a deep blue, with wisps of light clouds floating by, just like the sky outside the high, framed windows.

While sipping his porridge and eating eggs and ham, Sheen summarized his magic lessons from the previous day.

The sky-blue quill pen flew continuously, writing two words on the parchment: "Tired".

Sheen also looked thoughtful.

While the Time Converter increases the wizard's available time, it does not increase the wizard's available energy.

The timeline here is singular; there is no concept of parallel universes.

Sheen prefers the term "overlapping" to "parallel".

For example, if Shin was brewing a potion before using the Time Converter, and was practicing Transfiguration after using the Time Converter, then the final result given by time is that Shin has both brewed the potion and increased his proficiency in Transfiguration.

It's as if a Sheen appeared out of nowhere, and the two Sheens worked together to advance the study of magic.

Of course, for Sheen's own experience, his timeline is a complete line, only with a few extra hours.

Therefore, fatigue also accumulated completely.

"Time distortion."

Sheen wrote a few more words.

If fatigue can be relieved by potions, then the sense of disorientation in time will be hard to avoid.

Imagine if someone's time suddenly increased by five hours, then their day would have twenty-nine hours.

If someone is supposed to wake up at 6 AM and go to sleep at 10 PM, how would the person using the time converter arrange these five extra hours to maintain a consistent schedule?

Sheen plans to use the time converter at the same time, hoping it will help him overcome his increasingly confused sense of time.

"Exhaustion" and "time distortion" are both constantly interfering with the wizard's attempts to disrupt time.

None of them are easy to solve.

No wonder Hermione couldn't stand it and had to return the Time-Turner in the original story.

Now, we are beginning to see some signs.

Every night, Sheehan would see Hermione sitting in a corner of Hope Hut, with textbooks, arithmetic and divination charts, rune dictionaries, diagrams of Muggle lifting heavy objects, and stacks of densely packed notes spread out on the tables in front of her.

She hardly speaks to anyone, and when disturbed, she always responds with harsh words.

Ron, in particular, who wanted to apologize, was glared at by Hermione several times without any politeness.

A tinkling sound rang out, and Sheen looked up to see a flock of owls flying in through the window.

There was a commotion overhead. Hundreds of owls swarmed into the hall, circling above the long tables and tossing letters and packages into the conversationing crowd.

A bulging, large package fell on Neville's head, followed by a large, grayish creature that fell into Hermione's jug, splashing milk and feathers all over them.

"Errol!"

Ron shouted, grabbing the wet owl by its claws and pulling it out.

Errol slumped on the table, his legs dangling in the air, a wet newspaper dangling from his mouth.

Sheen's magic mirror blocked the splashing milk, preventing it from wetting the precious books.

At that moment, a respectful face appeared in the magic mirror.

"Mr. Green."

"Mr. Sirius."

One advantage of the Magic Hand Mirror is that the sound of communication is specially processed so that the sound coming from the other side of the mirror cannot be heard by other wizards.

Therefore, Sheen can openly communicate with Sirius.

"We are now back in England and will immediately depart for Little Hamptonshire —"

"Meet at the Hanged Man Bar at 3:45 PM."

"As you wish."

The call ended quickly, but if it were an owl, the diligent messenger would probably have to fly for days and nights.

As the Daily Prophet stated, the advent of the magic hand mirror revolutionized wizards' communication methods, and can be hailed as the second communication revolution in the history of magic.

"The Third Generation Magic Hand Mirror!"

Ron picked up the damp Daily Prophet and exclaimed excitedly, "Merlin!"

The young wizards immediately crowded around, and gasps of surprise echoed throughout the hall.

"Is it ready for sale?"

Hermione said instinctively, a blush creeping onto her face.

She had been eagerly anticipating the third generation of the Magic Hand Mirror, which meant she could find the professors effortlessly.

Next weekend —

This was the first time Hermione had spoken to Ron in a long time, and Ron's cheeks were already red.

"Do you want your child to be isolated by the Hogwarts family? Imagine, while everyone else is gossiping on the local magic network, your child is completely unaware."

This weekend, maybe there's a party, a picnic, or a gathering?

Oh, guess who wasn't invited?

Neville read aloud the exaggerated descriptions in the Daily Prophet, and was immediately terrified, his lips turning white.

"Nawi, that's all an exaggeration."

Justin whispered reassurances, "Besides, don't you have the Magic Hand Mirror?"

Neville then realized what was happening and breathed a sigh of relief.

The hall was noisy as the young wizards enthusiastically discussed how many magic hand mirrors they should buy, completely oblivious to Fred's fire lizards darting around and the bag that suddenly popped open.

The surrounding wizards fell silent for a second when an unexpected explosion of Dr. Felix's self-igniting, water-blooming magical fireworks went off.

"Fred, confinement."

"Professor Snape said coldly."

A suppressed laugh erupted from the surrounding area.

At this moment, Sheen had already left the auditorium.

He was going to attend Dumbledore's second lesson.

Sheen always had high expectations, not knowing what Headmaster Dumbledore would teach him.

The entrance to the principal's office.

This time, the stone beast simply turned its back to Sheen, and the door opened before it even jumped in.

Sheen walked toward the wizard elevator and soon arrived at the second door.

"Good morning, Green, you're here again?"

A portrait says.

Sheen nodded.

"Come in."

Dumbledore's voice rang out.

Sheen went inside.

Apart from the portrait that had just spoken, the other portraits were all asleep, their chests rising and falling gently.

Professor Dumbledore's phoenix, Fawkes, perched on a golden perch by the door. It was as big as a swan, with dazzling crimson and gold feathers.

Sheen looked toward the wall behind the desk, where the old, patched Sorting Hat was sitting on the shelf today.

In a glass box next to it lay a gleaming silver sword with a large ruby ​​set in its hilt.

"How have you been lately?"

Dumbledore asked with a slight smile, as if it were a casual conversation.

"Thank goodness, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Sheen said.

"It's not that good?"

Dumbledore glanced at Sheehan's dark circles.

Sheehan was feeding Mr. Fox and did not answer immediately.

Dumbledore's deep eyes gazed at the young wizard: "Perhaps the world isn't as good as we imagine—but the efforts of some people have made it less bad than we think."

His voice was low and faint, perhaps too soft, because Sheen didn't react.

"Let's begin our second lesson, Mr. Green."

Dumbledore said lightly, "Today, we will understand how Transfiguration works."

"How does it work?"

Sheen immediately stopped feeding him and repeated the process, and the sounds in his ears gradually disappeared.

[You have gained the favor of the magical creature Phoenix (Fox) with expert skill, affinity +10]

[Phoenix Focus: Slightly Approachable (Entry-Level) (109/300)]

"I think you've finished memorizing that notebook, so please explain it to me, Mr. Green. In your opinion, what kind of change do we make to an object, transforming it from a stone into a blade of grass?"

Dumbledore said.

"All the changes."

Sheen said.

"Then from—"

Dumbledore raised his wand, and the flames burning in the fireplace hissed and spread out, transforming into a salamander that darted around—climbing bookshelves, climbing walls, and finally even perched on Dumbledore's hat for a while.

Sheehan knew that Headmaster Dumbledore was talking about the change from "non-magic" to "magic".

"The vast majority of changes."

Sheen was referring to a section written in Dumbledore's notes, which Sheen still didn't quite understand.

"So why is that? What are the differences between them?"

"Dumbledore asked."

No two transfigurations are exactly alike.

Sheen carefully considered his answer.

"very good."

Dumbledore laughed. "Think about it, when a wizard transforms fire into a salamander, what does he add to the fire?"

"The magic of the fire salamander, sir."

Sheen said.

This is almost a necessary process.

"In magical transformations, what exactly is magic, Mr. Grimm? How did wizards come to imagine the magic of the salamanders?"

Dumbledore then asked.

Sheen got stuck.

In magical transformations, what is magic?

Logically speaking, magic is something unimaginable, an abstract concept.

Take basic transfiguration as an example. In basic transfiguration, if a wizard wants to turn a stone into grass, he needs to understand the structure of grass and be able to clearly imagine it; the same applies to stones.

What about magical transformation? Can a wizard imagine what the internal structure of a fire lizard is like?

Is it really just a lizard?

Obviously not, its body contains magical elements.

In the end, the wizard will find that they have come full circle.

Because magic is something unimaginable, an abstract concept.

"A magical loop, sir."

Sheen said thoughtfully.

"The answer couldn't be more correct."

Dumbledore twitched his mustache. "The reason there are no identical changes is that the circuits of magic are never exactly the same. Perhaps the circuit of magic is just a fictional part created by the wizard, but it is undeniable that wizards have achieved the transformation of magic through the circuits of magic."

Sheen sat upright, not daring to relax for even a second.

"I hope you remember what I'm about to say. Wizards need concreteness to realize their imagination."

"Dumbledore said meaningfully."

A flood of evidence immediately came to Sheen's mind.

For example, how does a wizard divide space using the Dividing Charm taught by Hufflepuff?

That means finding a road sign or something, or even just the boundary between two patches of grass of different colors.

At the same time, Ravenclaw also taught Sheehan how a wizard could summon lightning.

That is to create a cloud.

Seeing the young wizard's eyes go from confused to clear, Dumbledore smiled lightly.

"So we mentioned—"

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to pull the young wizard out of his thoughts, "Magic circuits are the foundation of all advanced transfiguration—"

"Yes, Professor,"

Suddenly, a question popped into Shin's mind: "In advanced transfiguration, there's the transformation of the self into other objects. Does this involve magic?"

Without magic, there is no magic loop.

The wizard transforms himself into a sofa or something, just like Professor Rislughorn used in the original work. So, is the sofa a part of magic?

"oh-

—

Dumbledore chuckled. "If you're going to turn yourself into a cat, then dear Grimm, aren't you part of the magic?"

Sheen suddenly realized.

No wonder he never succeeded in transforming into another being; it turns out he never understood his own magical aspect.

"Very good, keep questioning, Mr. Green—"

Dumbledore seemed quite satisfied. "Then let's continue explaining our magical circuits and how they are structured."

In different forms of magic, how does it manifest itself?

How does it work when a wizard performs a magical transformation?

This was a very fruitful lesson.

Every lesson that Headmaster Dumbledore taught Sheen was something Sheen had always dreamed of.

This knowledge, along with Sheen's, unlocked a deeper understanding of magic.

"You told me that magical transformations are composed of magical circuits. Destroying a magical circuit can destroy a magical transformation—"

As Sheen spoke, he recalled how easily Dumbledore had destroyed his vine-stone guards. "And what about below the loop? Professor, what's below the loop?"

Dumbledore was unusually silent for a moment: "No one ever thought of it that way, Grimm. Wizards found parts of the magical circuits in magical creatures and used them to develop magical transformations and runic symbols. Wizards at that time thought that was the foundation of magic."

But I think that it might exist beneath the loop—if it does exist, then that's what we need to continue researching—”

December brought strong winds and sleet to Hogwarts.

Although there was always a draft in the castle in winter, every time Sheen walked into the hall, he was warmed by the steaming fireplaces and thick walls.

He pondered the knowledge of magical circuits, how to improve them, and sometimes he even needed to think about how to destroy them.

He connected the dots to many other things.

For example, when a Polymorph spell is reversed or restored, does it change the magic back to its original state, or does it disrupt the magical circuit?

What about other counter-spells?

Did they cast the spell in reverse, or did they dispel or destroy the original spell?

Thinking this, noon was getting closer and closer.

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