Regulus of Hogwarts: Lord of the Stars

Avery and Alex left first, and on the way back, neither of them spoke much.

It's different from when I came.

When Avery arrived, he was joking that he would show Regulus his progress tonight. Although Alex didn't say that, he was also secretly hoping for the same thing.

They were all able to perceive the changes in themselves.

Magic seems to be more obedient now. Spells that were a bit difficult to learn last year can now be used casually. Some spells don't even need to be thought of; they just appear when the wand moves.

They considered this progress, and indeed they did.

But they didn't know that this was just a natural thing that happened to young wizards as they grew older.

Unless someone is particularly slow-witted, young wizards will grow up in this way as long as they are healthy, their magic will go from unstable to stable, from needing to consciously control it to gradually becoming adept at using it.

It has little to do with whether you practiced during the holidays, and it's not necessarily related to whether you have high talent or not.

But those thoughts are all gone now.

What would it take for Regulus to see his progress?

Where did the progress come from?

Their disheveled appearance standing among the mannequins, their weak incantations, and their erratic movements—all of these were clearly captured by the camera.

There is only an indescribable silence now.

They had long accepted the fact that Regulus was not on the same level as them.

This fact may be hard for Muggle-born people to understand.

On what grounds?

Everyone goes to school, attends classes, and does homework just like everyone else, so why is someone so much better than you?

But for a young wizard from a pure-blood family, this is not hard to understand.

Some people are just stronger than others, some are different from a young age, and some are just naturally gifted.

This is a principle I've heard since I was a child.

During family gatherings, the elders would point to a certain cousin and say, "This kid's magical outburst came earlier than anyone else's."

When my father saw a name in the newspaper, he would say that his family had finally produced someone of note in this generation.

Talent seems to be predetermined at birth; there's no point in arguing about it, you have to accept it whether you like it or not.

That's just how Regulus is. Whether it's because of his talent, his lineage, or his own personality, he's just unreasonable.

But Hermes—

Regulus treated him differently than he treated them.

There wasn't much difference in attitude, it was the kind of... how to put it, the way Regulus looked at Hermes was like looking at someone who could understand him.

Looking at them is more like looking at children who need to be guided around.

Avery was a little resentful.

But the facts were clear: Hermes had gone much further than him, and he knew it in his heart.

The distance between Hermes and him was visible.

He could see the speed at which Hermes cast his spells, the intensity of Hermes' incantations, and the agility with which Hermes moved.

He could understand all of this; he knew perfectly well why Hermes was so powerful and what made him so powerful.

Although he didn't know those dark magic spells, he knew what they were and how much effort it would take to master them.

If he had also learned a few powerful spells, if he had also practiced those dark magics, perhaps he could have been similar to Hermes.

Avery didn't know, but he wanted to try.

The Cuthbert family cannot be weaker than the Moorseber family, as for the Black family—

Avery thought about it and decided to give up.

Alex, however, didn't see anything wrong with it.

Being weak is being weak, and there's nothing unacceptable about that. Weak people can seek protection or gravitate towards the strong; there's nothing wrong with that.

At home, his father taught him this wisdom for survival.

Not everyone can stand at the top, but you can stand next to those at the top.

......

Hermes did not leave the room where every request was granted.

Normally he would leave with Avery and the others at this time, but not today.

Regulus glanced at him, said nothing, and told him to stay if he wanted, and after they finished training, he would train his own.

He walked to the wall, thinking that he needed a private practice room.

The walls began to change, the bricks flowed and were reshaped, and a door emerged from nothing. Pushing it open, you found a small room inside, not big, but enough.

He went inside, and the door closed behind him.

Hermes stood there, looking at the door. The moment the door closed, he felt as if he had been shut out by something.

Besides physical isolation, there was another reason: he knew that Regulus was about to practice real magic.

Hermes knew he shouldn't be curious; it was Regulus's own business, and he even felt that even if he stood by and watched, he might not understand it.

But he was still curious, extremely curious.

He was thinking about what had just happened.

He used all his strength, putting all the skills he had learned during the holidays into practice; each of those dark spells could be deadly.

My father said that with his current skill level, he is more than capable of dealing with sixth or seventh grade wizards.

But what about Regulus?

He just kept walking forward, without raising his wand or casting the Ironclad Charm. When the spell hit him, it was just a flash of silver light.

But what about Regulus?

He just kept walking forward, without raising his wand or casting the Ironclad Charm. When the spell hit him, it was just a flash of silver light.

They just walked over there without doing anything, and I was completely helpless.

Hermes thought of his father.

When his father faced his attacks, he was relaxed and could easily suppress him with a flick of his wrist, hitting him however he wanted.

But the father also had to intervene, cast spells, and move.

But Regulus didn't move; he just walked over.

Hermes didn't know who was stronger, Regulus or his father; the question was meaningless, they couldn't be compared.

But one thing he knew was that Regulus was different from last semester.

Back then, you had to use the Iron Armor Spell and raise your hands to defend, but now you don't need to do any of that.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

It's their business if others are strong; what he should do is make himself stronger.

Hermes sat down by the wall and rested for a while. Once his breathing had calmed down and his strength had recovered, he stood up and walked towards the training ground.

The wooden dummies were still there. He drew his wand and stepped inside.

The sound of incantation rang out.

In the small room, Regulus sat cross-legged on the floor. There was nothing around him except four walls and a lamp floating in the air.

Spatial magic is the magic with the highest potential for growth in his possession.

The Disintegration Spell is complete, and the Fiendfire is almost fully mastered; natural magic requires time to accumulate.

Space magic holds infinite possibilities.

Spatial warp can already teleport Disintegration Spells. He hasn't tried it with Fiendfire, though, because it's too unstable and he's afraid something might go wrong. Other spells should work, so it shouldn't be bad.

Spatial warp, spatial anchor, and apparition—this combination can penetrate areas covered by the anti-apparition spell.

But it only works on places like Rocky Town, where the anti-Apparition spells are like earthen walls—low, flimsy, and easily passed through with a strong impact.

Hogwarts wouldn't work; he'd tried it. The anti-Apparition spells here were like reinforced concrete walls—running into them would only result in bumps and bruises.

The guardian deity has evolved into a high-level application; the Starry Sky Kite can carry him through space, causing space to make way for him.

But that wasn't something he could do on his own; it was Starry Sky Kite's ability.

However, the Patronus's power is his power, and he can use it whenever he wants. He should find an opportunity to test whether the Starry Sky Kite can penetrate the Hogwarts barrier.

If the phoenix can do it, there's no reason why the starry kite can't.

Regarding spatial anchor points, there has been significant progress since Betelgeuse was lit up, with the number of anchor points increasing from five to twelve.

Simply increasing the quantity is not very meaningful.

Last time I fought that masked man in Germany, I only used one anchor point to transfer the Disintegration Curse to his chest.

If you use one well, that's enough. What's the point of having a lot? Does it allow for error correction?

Regulus began to think.

What if the anchor points weren't just isolated points, but connected as a network?

The twelve anchor points, each capable of forming a separate spatial passage, could, if connected to each other, create a network—

A spell can be cast from point A and exit from any point B, C, or D.

You can even go in circles, from A to B, B to C, C to D, and then come out from D; you can choose the route yourself.

What if we could make the internet dynamic?

The channel is no longer fixed; let it flow. Once the spell goes in, it's unknown from which point it will come out.

If even he himself didn't know, then the other party would know even less.

This move is useful against opponents who are familiar with spatial magic.

This technique is even more effective against masters of mind control and spiritual manipulation.

I don't know either, what can you do?

You can also store the spells in advance.

Shoot a few in, let them stay in the channel, and release them all at once when needed.

Single shots become volleys, and even barrages.

Regulus thought about it and it seemed more and more feasible, but he had to try it first.

He stood up and extended his hand.

With magic perception fully activated, one can simultaneously perceive the surrounding spatial structure.

The space here is very stable. The House of Requirement itself has magic, and the space is more dynamic than outside, but it does not affect operation.

He first used spatial warp to create the passage, and then inserted anchor points inside.

One, two, three...

The twelve anchor points each fix a spatial passage, which are evenly distributed throughout the room and cannot be seen or touched.

Next, we need to connect them.

Regulus closed his eyes, extended his magic, and connected the two anchor points, creating a connection between them, like building a bridge.

One channel is formed, then a third one is connected.

Connect three anchor points to form a line, then connect the fourth, and the fifth.

A simple network is formed.

Regulus opened his eyes, drew his wand, and shot a beam of light towards the first anchor point.

The sphere of light disappeared.

The next second, it appeared from the third anchor point and floated in the air.

Regulus looked at the ball of light and a slight twitch appeared on his lips.

feasible.

Next, we need to get it flowing, letting the spell travel on its own within the network.

He closed his eyes again and adjusted the connection of each anchor point to form a closed loop.

Once the spell goes in, it will keep spinning inside until he allows it to come out.

Regulus fired another beam of light.

The sphere of light disappeared.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

They haven't come out; they're still wandering around inside.

Five seconds, ten seconds.

With a thought, Regulus opened an exit, and the ball of light appeared from the sixth anchor point. It lasted a little shorter than normal, but it was still shining.

Regulus looked at it, calculating in his mind, what can you do in ten seconds?

It was enough for him to shift his position three times, enough for the opponent to think he had given up the attack, and enough for him to unleash seventeen or eighteen spells at once when the opponent was relaxed.

He tried a few more times.

Disarming spell, stored, will be released in three seconds.

Obstacle spell, store, release in five seconds.

Explosion Spell, stored, to be released in eight seconds.

It succeeds every time.

However, the consumption is indeed high. Maintaining the network requires continuous magic and mental energy. The more spells stored, the faster the consumption, and the longer the storage time, the greater the consumption.

With all twelve anchor points operating simultaneously, it can only last for a maximum of thirty seconds. After thirty seconds, the network will automatically crash.

But that's enough. Thirty seconds is enough time to do a lot in a real battle.

Moreover, this is just the beginning; he will continue to improve and progress.

Regulus withdrew his magic, causing the network to dissipate and the room to return to silence.

He stood there, thinking about his earlier attempt.

From five anchor points to twelve, from a single point to a network, from instant transmission to delayed storage, from fixed trajectories to random ejection.

Each step is small, but each step is a step forward.

The path of spatial magic is still very long.

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