Regulus of Hogwarts: Lord of the Stars

Spatial warp combined with anchor points can indeed allow spells to pass through spatial tunnels.

Although only Obstacle Charms and Disarming Charms can be transmitted now, and although their power will be diminished after transmission, and although the caster will be exhausted, the path is open.

This kind of magic doesn't exist in the original story.

Apparition can only teleport the wizard himself, Portkey can only teleport objects to a fixed point, and there is no ready-made spell that can send an attack spell directly from point A to point B without going through a straight path.

If Regulus can truly fuse these two spells and develop a stable spell warp, it will be a revolutionary advantage in actual combat.

His disarming spell can bypass the opponent's armor spell and appear from behind.

His Stun Spell can be cast from under the floor upwards, attacking blind spots.

He could even teleport the Fiery Blaze inside the enemy's defensive perimeter and detonate it directly.

But that's still a long way off.

With the Spatial Anchor Curse, he can now maintain a maximum of three anchor points simultaneously, each lasting fifteen minutes.

To use it in actual combat, you need to increase the quantity to at least five and double the duration.

Further development, such as making anchor points selectively stable, fixing only the space and not the magic, is still out of reach.

Regulus then thought of Professor McGonagall's class.

She stretched, flipped, and twisted the office space; her direct manipulation of space was a dimension higher than his folding and anchoring techniques.

Can they be combined?

Spatial warp is point-to-point teleportation, spatial anchor point is regional stability, and spatial deformation is structural reshaping.

If these three elements can be integrated, perhaps something more complex can be created.

For example, you could fold a space into a pocket and trap the enemy inside.

Or flip space like a mirror, causing all spells to bounce back.

It could even tear space apart, creating a brief black hole effect.

These thoughts swirled in Regulus's mind, but he suppressed them.

That's thinking too far ahead.

Each spell has enormous potential, but he hasn't even mastered the basic applications yet.

Spatial warp can barely transmit inanimate objects, spatial anchor points are still being developed in quantity, and spatial deformation hasn't even scratched the surface.

Professor McGonagall's manipulation skills are something that cannot be achieved without more than ten years of experience in Transfiguration.

One must take things one step at a time.

He walked back to the wooden table and raised his wand again.

The wand swung down.

Ripples appeared in the air.

......

The Thorne family affair continues to spread, and no one is covering it up.

Dumbledore's speech at breakfast that day only briefly silenced the discussion; over the following week, the oppressive atmosphere slowly fermented and transformed into something else entirely.

On the Ravenclaw side, Iliana Thorne took three days off and rarely spoke after returning to school, always keeping her head down during class.

Professor Flitwick seated her in the front row, and the students around her intentionally or unintentionally kept a distance. Some were ostracizing her, some didn't want to get close, and some didn't know how to face her.

The Hufflepuffs maintained their consistent stance: sympathetic, but not interfering.

Gryffindor, on the other hand, took it as a declaration of war.

And so the conflict began.

The goal is clear: Slytherin.

But Slytherins never just take the beating; they retaliate in kind.

Gryffindors prefer direct confrontation, exchanging spells, and solving problems with their fists.

They enjoyed the process of direct confrontation, as if courage could only be demonstrated through confrontation.

Slytherins responded more subtly, avoiding open confrontation; they chose their moments carefully, but their attacks were more ruthless.

This week, beds in the medical wing began to become scarce.

Ironically, the conflict only occurred among the lower grades; the upper grades, on the other hand, were more restrained, with both sides observing with the eyes of adults watching children fooling around.

Perhaps in their eyes, this was just a small rehearsal before the war, allowing the newbies to get used to the atmosphere.

On Tuesday evening, Regulus returned to the Slytherin common room from the Room of Requirement close to 10 p.m.

At this time of day, the common room is usually only occupied by a few upperclassmen discussing their OWLs study plans by the fireplace, or a couple of couples huddled in a corner sofa talking quietly.

The younger students go back to their dorms to sleep early. Eleven-year-olds can't handle staying up all night. They play wildly during the day, and their eyelids start to droop at nine o'clock at night.

But today is a little different.

When Regulus pushed open the stone door, two first-year students were standing near the entrance.

They looked like they were waiting for someone, or like they were standing guard; their postures were stiff, and their eyes were unfocused.

Upon seeing Regulus enter, the two immediately lowered their heads, staring at the tips of their shoes, and even deliberately softened their breathing.

They are Samuel Vance and Lena Costa, two half-blood wizards in their first year.

Regulus glanced at them and walked straight past.

Neither of them looked up until his footsteps disappeared around the corner of the passage leading to the dormitory, at which point they heard a soft exhalation behind them.

He walked back to his dorm room, a thought flashing through his mind: "Did I look unfriendly?"

This thought only lasted for half a second before being dismissed. Whether it's friendly or not is unimportant; what matters is the distance.

He doesn't need to cultivate good relationships with every Slytherin; that's too tiring and pointless.

The task of building relationships can be left to Alex; that's how Regulus views him.

He went to his bedside, took off his outer robe, and hung it up.

Avery and Hermes entered one after the other and went to their respective beds.

A few minutes later, Alex pushed the door open and came in.

His expression was a little strange, as if he had just heard something unexpected.

He walked to Regulus's bedside, looking somewhat hesitant.

Regulus looked up.

Alex stammered, "Um..."

"Speak," Regulus said, looking at him.

Avery and Hermes glanced over, then turned back to their homework.

Avery has a Charms paper to write, and Hermes has a Herbalism paper to write; after they finish, they take turns copying each other's work.

Alex took a deep breath.

"Samuel and Lina were waiting for me outside," he said quickly. "They said they've been besieged by Gryffindors all week."

On the way to class at the greenhouse, in the library corridor, and yesterday evening by Black Lake.

At this point, he observed Regulus's reaction.

Regulus gestured for him to continue.

"They tried to fight back," Alex said in a low voice. "Samuel used a soft leg spell and hit McMillan, but there were three of them."

Lina's barrier spell was taken before it could be completed.

Later... later they were locked in an abandoned girls' restroom, trapped for almost an hour, until a Hufflepuff passed by and opened the door for them.

Avery tapped the quill onto the parchment.

"Who did it?" He turned around, his brow furrowing. "Which Gryffindor?"

"Alphad Pewter," Alex said. "And Colin McMillan, Gareth Diggory, the three of them always stick together."

Avery sneered: "The youngest son of the Pewter family? I met his father last year, and after a couple of drinks, he started bragging that his son has the courage of Gryffindor."

Is that all the courage you're going to use on bullying a first-year mixed-race student?

His tone was full of disdain.

Avery looked down on mixed-race people. He firmly believed that pure-bloods had higher talent and purer bloodlines, that mixed-race people were diluting, and that Muggle-born people were polluting.

But this doesn't stop him from believing that Slytherin members can only be bullied by Slytherin themselves.

If outsiders, especially Gryffindor, were to take action, it would be a slap in the face to the entire house.

Alex waited until he finished speaking before adding the details.

Alfard Pewter was indeed a troublemaker; he was the youngest son in his family, with his two older brothers in Gryffindor.

Children from such families often interpret courage as daring to cause trouble.

He provoked Regulus during his first flight lesson, but after being taught a lesson, he never caused trouble again.

In retrospect, he targeted the weaker party.

Colin McMillan's family was in the business of magical potions and had dealings with the Pewter family, so they grew up together.

Gareth Diggory, the Diggory family has some connections in the Ministry of Magic, but they are not considered core purebloods.

The three-person gang specifically targeted lone Slytherins.

Meanwhile, the situation is delicate for the first-year Slytherin students.

Regulus and his three companions formed their own faction, and no one dared to mess with them.

Several other people from pure-blooded families also banded together, attending classes and eating together, forming a second small group.

The remaining ones are Samuel Vance and Lena Costa.

Both were of mixed race. Samuel's father was an ordinary wizard who ran a small shop in Diagon Alley selling secondhand magical items, while his mother was a Muggle and was said to be an elementary school teacher.

Lina's mother came from a small magical family in Portugal. She did not have a pure-blood title, and her father died early. She took her mother's surname.

Logically speaking, someone with this background shouldn't be able to get into Slytherin. Slytherin accepts half-bloods, but usually requires the family to have some heritage or the individual to have exceptional talent.

But they came in.

This suggests that the Sorting Hat saw something in the two individuals—perhaps ambition, perhaps shrewdness, or perhaps a certain tenacity that would stop at nothing to survive.

However, these qualities had not yet translated into power by the age of eleven.

They lacked advanced spells and had only average magical control, naturally becoming marginalized in Slytherin, an environment that valued lineage and strength.

No one explicitly ostracized them, but no one accepted them either.

There are always two extra people in class groups, and you can never get a word in edgewise when chatting in the lounge.

So the two huddled together, like two small animals huddled together in winter, relying on each other's body heat to get through it.

Regulus knew these things; he didn't usually care, but the information would automatically reach his ears.

Regulus certainly has the power to manage things; he could even change the situation with a single word.

He believes that as long as he publicly declares that he has their backs, no one will dare to lay a hand on them again.

The subtle resentment within Slytherin will also subside.

But he didn't want to get involved directly.

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