The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"I didn't expect there would be any left."

He held the magic crystal in one hand, got up, put on his clothes, shoes, and socks, and put on his wristwatch.

He stared in surprise at the hands on the clock face.

"It only took half an hour?"

"That is pure magic, so of course it poses no obstacle for you."

The portrait of the Ravenclaw mentor reappears on the blank canvas.

She looked Scott up and down.

"How was the experience of becoming a Super Magician, my apprentice?"

"Very good, very wonderful."

Scott said with a smile.

"Like timeless music and poetry, its beauty is beyond words."

He closed his eyes.

"I feel that I am many times stronger now than I was half an hour ago."

He opened his eyes, then stretched out a hand and pointed in the air with his index finger.

A soft light appeared out of nowhere.

"I can do that easily now."

He waved his hand to disperse the ball of light, then stretched out his palm, his fingers clenched.

A blazing flame immediately appeared and hovered above his palm.

"I can do many things now without a wand or a spell."

He waved his hand to extinguish the flames and looked at Ravenclaw in the painting.

"In short, this is not just a huge increase in magic power, but more importantly, a near-complete control over magic."

The Ravenclaw instructor smiled slightly.

"Just as recorded in the books."

"Congratulations, Scott, you've finally crossed that threshold."

"This is a level I reached after I turned thirty."

“I originally thought it would take you longer to get to this point.”

"But you are lucky."

"Yes, I am very lucky."

Scott bowed to the portrait.

"Of course, I also want to thank you for your help, my respected mentor."

Ravenclaw said gently, "You're welcome. It's what I should do, and what I want to do."

She paused, then continued, "But I want to remind you that you've only taken one step through that door."

"While you've come quite far compared to most wizards, you still have to face Salazar, so you haven't actually come far enough."

Scott listened attentively to her words and nodded gently.

"Yes, I understand, mentor."

but……

"Which door are you referring to?"

Ravenclaw replied, "I don't know what to call them either; wizards have never had any hierarchy."

"But based on our experience, once you reach your level, you've distanced yourself from ordinary wizards and reached a completely different level."

"I believe you have already sensed it; your understanding of magic is naturally different now."

"If it were you in the past, no matter how much you explained or illustrated it, you wouldn't have been able to understand this experience."

Scott understood immediately.

"You're right, it's like I have a new pair of eyes and I'm seeing a new world."

In the past, when he cast spells, he had to carefully mobilize his spirit, will, and magic power, supplemented by actions and incantations, and rely on the guidance of his wand.

For him now, magic is more like an instinct.

This feeling is perhaps like how a raccoon dog is born with the ability to recognize malice, an invisible beast is born with the ability to become invisible, and a basilisk is born with the ability to kill with its gaze...

These magical creatures, of course, do not know spells or have wands, but they can use some magical abilities instinctively.

Although Scott has not yet reached the point where he can use all magic as instinct, he is already a completely different person compared to before.

At the very least, he can already use those relatively simple spells with ease.

"Alright, we'll have plenty of time to discuss your next steps in your development later."

Ravenclaw looked into the distance.

"Now, the entrance to the next level has appeared, and you should continue your adventure."

Scott followed her gaze.

In the void where the "stars" had dispersed, a door made of light appeared out of nowhere.

He asked in surprise, "When...?"

Rimbaud interjected, "The door appeared just as you were performing the magic ritual."

"Perhaps the condition for that door to appear is to clear out all the 'stars' here."

The Ravenclaw portrait slowly became transparent.

"Well then, see you later, Scott."

"See you later, Ravenclaw mentor."

When the canvas became blank again, Scott put the frame away.

He packed everything up, including his wand, magic crystal, magic barrier orb, and Sirein.

Wear the Sacred Tree Fruit and the Sacred Tree Heart around your neck, and hang the Alpaca Skull and the Shapeshifting Lizard Skin Bag around your waist.

Reloaded and mounted on his flying broom, Scott gripped the broom tightly and flew towards the white portal with Rimbaud.

Scott stopped in front of the portal and turned to look at Rimbaud.

"Go in."

"Walk."

After saying that, they plunged into the portal of light.

When they came to their senses, they found themselves in complete darkness.

"It's so dark here!"

Rimbaud's voice rang out.

"This place seems different from the previous floors."

Scott said, waving his hand.

Countless balls of light, each the size of a tennis ball, flew out from his hand, instantly filling the surrounding space.

With the light, they were finally able to see part of where they were.

"Oh……"

"This……"

Scott and Rimbaud looked up and let out a meaningless gasp.

Above them, a colossal object, whose entire form was obscured, occupied the entire field of vision.

Scott reached out and dispersed more of the light.

"This is... a tower?"

He looked up at the massive black tower.

The tower was constructed of an unknown material, with no visible traces of its construction, and no doors or windows. It resembled a massive, naturally formed piece of obsidian.

What's even more peculiar is that the giant tower is cone-shaped, wider at the top and narrower at the bottom.

A tower that is completely upside down.

Based on the structure of the building, it is quite obvious that the tower above them has a total of five floors.

"Were we just inside this tower?" Rimbaud exclaimed. "And now we've come out from inside?"

Scott looked down and saw that what had once been a towering spire now plunged deep into endless darkness.

"We still need to observe," he said.

Then, riding his flying broomstick, carrying a floating ball of light, he and Rimbaud flew up and down the giant tower several times.

After careful investigation, he discovered that the entire tower had no entrance and that it was connected to the top of this space without any gaps.

"It seems the breakthrough point is below."

Scott looked down at the top of the tower again.

"Is this where someone died at the bottom of the tower?"

"Wouldn't that be very dangerous?" Rimbaud asked nervously. "Let's send the crows to scout ahead."

You really don't care about your people, Lord Blackwing.

Scott muttered something to himself, but still readily drew his wand.

Rimbaud asked him, "Can't you stop using your wand?"

Scott smiled. "But using a wand would definitely make things easier for me."

As he spoke, he waved his wand.