The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Rimbaud stretched out his neck and touched the air at the edge of the pool with his beak, but encountered an invisible barrier.

“I know, I sensed it.”

Scott answered once, then closed his eyes.

He had no time to dwell on the fact that he was trapped, because the water filling the pool gave him a strange feeling.

This feeling of accelerated thinking is like wearing the crown of Ravenclaw.

Is there really such a thing as a Fountain of Wisdom, or is it some kind of special magic potion?

No, that's an illusion.

Scott reopened his eyes, a plan forming in his mind.

He thought that he no longer needed Savannah's help to perform the purification ritual.

At that moment, he felt all his previous physical and mental fatigue vanish, as if he had inexhaustible energy and stamina.

He understood that this was the result of the curse being completely purified.

The feeling of accelerated thinking is not true acceleration of thought, but rather the return of thought that was previously affected by the curse to normal.

He let out a long sigh of relief and looked at the part of the stone wall inside the pool that was not submerged.

Upon closer inspection, the stone wall was densely covered with several circles of runes.

Scott frowned.

He knew very well that deciphering these runes was the key to his escape.

However, the initial runes here are still different from the ancient runes they are currently learning, namely runes, in the development and improvement by wizards.

For example, the rune representing the number 3 is [Thurisaz], which means Thor's hammer and signifies immense power.

In the study of ancient runes, the number 3 represents an animal such as the Neferpitou.

Wizards have also derived the reversed form of [Thurisaz], which represents the out-of-control dark side, rampant energy and desire, and excessive ego, and is associated with the three heads of the rune snake.

Scott tried to escape using Apparition, but failed.

Then, he drew his wand and used a spell to attack the magical barrier surrounding the pool, but he failed again and again.

The magical barrier that trapped him was surprisingly strong.

After giving up the struggle, he turned around and carefully examined the stone wall, then decisively took out the blank picture frame and called for the arrival of his Ravenclaw mentor.

The Ravenclaw tutor was somewhat surprised by Scott's situation, but became quite interested after hearing his story.

“Have you ever thought about this, my apprentice?” she said gently, “that so-called gods are nothing more than exceptionally powerful wizards.”

Scott nodded.

"I did have that thought."

In ancient times, wizards were not separated from Muggles.

Wizards with magic are indeed very likely to be regarded as gods by ignorant Muggles.

Their stories have been passed down and become myths.

“Let me take a good look,” Ravenclaw said. “We wouldn’t see so many primal runes in our time, so this is definitely of great research value.”

"I need your help right now."

Scott picked up the picture frame and began to study the runes on the stone wall with his Ravenclaw mentor.

Rimbaud didn't disturb them anymore, but instead, like the other four "summoned beasts," obediently waited by the pool.

As time passed, with the help of his Ravenclaw mentor, Scott gained a new understanding of the rings of runes on the stone wall.

"This is magic."

"An ancient form of super magic."

"is this real?"

"It's...unbelievable."

"Yes, although I'm certain of that, but..."

"Even I have never seen magic of this level."

Scott's eyes widened as he listened to Ravenclaw's words.

"What kind of wizard could cast such a spell?"

He still found it hard to believe.

At the same time, I couldn't help but doubt the idea that gods were also wizards.

No, you can't say that.

In his mind, if a wizard could reach such a level, then he was a god!

"This is the magic that created the world."

The Ravenclaw instructors were clearly also very shocked.

“So…” Scott swallowed hard, “the so-called Nine Realms in Norse mythology are not without basis.”

In the painting, Ravenclaw paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, myths certainly have exaggerated parts."

She murmured.

"But this is undoubtedly a super magic that can create space."

She had recovered from the shock before Scott did.

"I think that creating space can be large or small, and using this kind of magic to create a world is just an unrealized romantic ideal."

"I see."

Scott nodded, letting out a sigh of relief.

The feeling was somewhat complicated, but if he could, he wouldn't want to see the existence of real gods.

That undoubtedly means that there is some being that is above humanity and can easily control everything.

This is certainly not a good thing.

"Give it a try."

Ravenclaw spoke to Scott in an encouraging tone.

"I think you can only get out if you learn this magic."

"I see."

Scott paused for a moment, then began to ponder this ancient super-magic recorded in runes.

Unlike all the magic he had learned, this magic, which was said to be able to create the world but was actually used to create space, had no incantations or gestures, only the use of the initial runes and the simple and brutal input of magic power.

Scott even felt it didn't work with the wand in his hand.

Because modern magic emphasizes careful planning, the way wands guide a wizard's magic undoubtedly reflects this approach.

He even suspected that if he released too much magic at once, his wand might explode.

However, the simple and crude way of using magic does not mean that this magic is not difficult.

On the contrary, its difficulty is off the charts.

Similarly, the magic rune circuit for making magic crystals is composed of only a dozen or so runes, and they are all repetitions of two runes.

But the magic inscribed on the stone wall is composed of more than a hundred different runes, making it incredibly difficult.

"I don't think I'll be able to get out in time."

Scott sighed.

"Master, please help me inform Professor Dumbledore that I may miss the third round of the Triwizard Tournament."

The Ravenclaw in the painting nods and disappears for a moment.

Upon reappearing, she told Scott, "I have informed the Headmaster's office about the portraits; they have a way to get the message to Dumbledore."

“You can’t stay here too long, Scott.”

Rimbaud, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.

"If it goes on too long, you'll starve to death."

“I know,” Scott said. “We have no choice but to take the plunge.”

He took off his wet cloak, waved his wand to turn it into an inflatable boat, climbed on it, and then used a spell to dry all his clothes.

He took off the deformed lizard skin bag hanging from his waist and checked the food he had stored.

“If I eat sparingly, I can last for five days,” he said. “That means I have to learn this magic within five days.”

Five days is enough.

Ravenclaw is smiling slightly in the painting.

"If it were me, I could learn the basics in just two days, and I think you should be able to too."

Scott wanted to say he couldn't.

He never considered comparing his wisdom with that of his Ravenclaw mentor, who was renowned for his intellect.

But he swallowed the words back down his throat.

In this situation, you must have confidence!

"Yes, I can."

He nodded firmly.

"In that case, I can still make it to the third round of the competition on the 24th."

“That’s more like it.” Ravenclaw smiled. “Of course, I will help you, my apprentice.”

"Let's begin!"

Scott sat cross-legged on the inflatable boat, taking out his notebook, parchment, quill pen, and ink mixed with his own blood.