Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"Yes, Bathsildda. Just like when we first came to Hogwarts, we will hire an appropriate number of new professors for each subject to be responsible for the basic teaching of grades one to three. This will reduce your workload and give us more room to arrange the curriculum."

McGonagall took out this year's class schedule, which was densely covered with various annotations, including the names of students who needed to use the time-turner.

It turns out that improving the current situation of crowded class schedules has become an urgent task that cannot be delayed.

"We must abolish the Time-Turner before the start of the new school year." McGonagall's expression was serious. "It puts too much pressure on students physically and mentally, and there is a risk of time and space fallacy."

"I totally agree." Lynn raised her hand. "I raised this question when I was in school. Now it seems that even excellent students like Andrew, Percy, and Hermione would be extremely stressed if they used the Time Turner for a long time."

He expressed his opinion, and Sprout and Babel immediately chose to support him. After all, reducing the burden would be a good thing for them.

No one will feel that they have fewer classes.

Although it is much simpler than the teaching and research rooms at Beauxbatons, it is basically sufficient for a magic school like Hogwarts with a relatively limited number of students.

After seeing off the hurried Mag, Lynn listened to Sprout and the others chatting while thinking secretly.

Now the teaching of rune and ancient magic is mainly divided between him and Professor Barbling, and he has no intention of changing this division of labor.

In this case, we can consider adopting this idea when hiring professors who are specifically responsible for teaching lower grades.

Professor Barbling probably has his own ideas about the appointment of professors for theoretical teaching, and he does have some good candidates for practical teaching.

An old colleague who had taught at Beauxbatons, several outstanding Stargazer graduates during his time teaching at Beauxbatons, or perhaps... graduates from Hogwarts?

Names flashed through his mind, and he found it difficult to make a decision.

After all, you still need to consider the other person's thoughts.

But he had plenty of time, so he didn't worry too much. He finished his dinner in a few bites, said goodbye to his colleagues who were still chatting, and returned to his office.

There were no other activities tonight. The young wizards had their own arrangements, mainly preparing for the Quidditch rematch on Saturday. Even Doris was asked by her friends to help.

He would also take this opportunity to study Hufflepuff's gold cup and her thoughts on Gamp's basic laws of transfiguration.

Even if it is just an adjustment and supplement after practicing magic hard, after all, level seven magic is not achieved in a day.

A shining magical light lit up on the desk in the office, an echo of Helga Hufflepuff left in the world, an echo of a legendary wizard who was knowledgeable and dedicated her life to hard work.

This gorgeous wine glass carries her exploration and pursuit.

Chapter 305: Challenging the Rules

There are five major exceptions to Gamp's basic law of deformation.

The first is that you can’t create food out of thin air.

This is also the basis and core of the law - even the magical magic cannot create something out of nothing, after all, the material structure of the world is stable.

But since this ancient law was proposed, not only Helga, but many wizards have tried to test and even break it from various angles.

For example, the magic that can conjure up drinks.

For example, the Enlargement Spell and the Duplication Spell are widely used in emergency food production - although the food produced in this way will taste bad and its nutritional value will be greatly reduced.

Another example is Dumbledore's magic iron man.

These magics are the result of the efforts of wizards of all generations, but they are all tests of the edges of the rules.

Helga's attempts seem similar to theirs, but in fact they are fundamentally different.

She was openly challenging the rule itself and putting forward her own conjecture about the source of magic, the power that distinguishes wizards from Muggles.

It seems to be a self-evident truth that wizards cannot create anything out of thin air, and all things they shape are either deformations or the infusion of magic on existing things, but Helga questioned this truth.

In her opinion, magic is the concentration of spiritual power, which can be embodied in various things.

The wizard's magical power is still not strong enough, so the magic he casts has its own limits. For example, the creatures created by Transfiguration cannot be truly given life, and the duration of the transformation will vary depending on the size and complexity of the transformation - even permanent Transfiguration cannot truly be a one-time solution unless other magic is cast to supplement it.

Lynn is an excellent alchemist and has a deeper understanding of Helga's conjecture.

The most typical example is the floating cannon he developed, and the plastic alchemical doll that is still in its infancy - permanent transformation relies on the continuous supply of magic power and the strength of the material itself, because transformation cannot change the essence of things.

The most outstanding master of Transfiguration he had ever seen was Dumbledore, but even he could not truly break through this limitation and was stuck on the five exceptions of [Life].

An iron wall stands in front of Transfiguration, the most magical of magics, like a heavy door blocking the truth. No one can open it, and no one knows whether it can be opened.

Helga is another challenger who tries to push it forward in the long river of time.

[The qualitative change of magic power will bring the ability to change the properties of matter]

Lynn silently wrote down this resounding declaration in Helga's memory on the cover page of a brand new notebook, and focused his eyes on the golden cup that was still shining.

This is a treasure that has accumulated magical power for nearly a thousand years.

But it is not just a [magic battery], but contains Helga's inference.

The sheer number and density might bring about a qualitative leap, and become a ladder for wizards to cross barriers, bringing new powers.

In order to practice and advance her theory, she created four techniques to harness magic, and together with her good friend, alchemy master Rowena Ravenclaw, she created her own treasures.

This is completely different from the sword of Gryffindor that incorporates goblin magic. It is the precious crystallization of wizard wisdom and the product of the joint efforts of two legendary wizards.

Wand, casting, maintenance, control, this is the ability to maximize limited magic power.

Inexhaustible, compressed and fused, this is an attempt to maximize the scale of magic power.

In the final stage of her long life, the combination of the two had reached a critical stage and achieved great achievements.

She found a form between a ghost and a spirit, and used the illusory soul as the basis to create a completely new material structure - that is, the magical magic notebook.

She was halfway there.

She truly used her soul as the foundation of the codex and shaped it into shape.

But only half.

Because until the end, she still couldn't create a magical prop out of thin air.

Although completely different from her other two friends, her notebook still incorporates a real-world substance - the shining Hufflepuff emblem.

The soul needs a carrier, and magic also needs a carrier. This is a difficulty she cannot overcome, and it is also the legacy she leaves to her heirs.

Creation is always much more difficult than destruction, especially for matter and life.

Lynn's writing and thinking were intermittent. He would put pen to paper from time to time, and always write a few lines and then erase them with magic, then frown and stare at the golden cup that was continuously releasing magic power.

"It's true that quantitative change leads to qualitative change, just like the transformation we've experienced. This should be the empirical source of Helga's conjecture and experiment, but there's a problem."

After crossing out the analysis results once again, Lin En put down his pen, lightly supported his chin, and muttered to himself while feeling the nourishment of magic.

He raised his left hand and looked at the lines on the skin. He could even faintly see the reflection of sweat on the palm of his hand, which was the result of concentrating his attention.

At the same time, it is also a denial of the conjecture.

"Even if it is a wizard's qualitative change, it cannot be separated from the support of the body. The spirit of creating something out of nothing... I'm afraid there is some deviation."

He silently clenched his fist and pressed it against the carving on the cup wall, feeling the lines and edges on it.

The cool metal touch contrasts sharply with the warm magic.

This is not only the field of Transfiguration, but also involves the scope of Charms.

If Transfiguration focuses on making an object "what it is", then the latter tends to drive the object "what it does", which is the essential difference between the two.

In Lynn's eyes, Helga seemed to have realized the possibility of integrating the two magical paradigms very early on, but she was never able to truly realize it throughout her life.

Now the problem has come to him.

[If we regard magic as a real substance and use magic to replace some elements of Transfiguration, will there be better results? ]

He picked up his pen again and wrote down his speculations and doubts.

This time he didn't erase it, but kept it.

Because this is also a question he has thought about many times - almost every outstanding wizard has devoted his efforts to these profound and essential issues, and he is naturally no exception.

To be precise, there is almost no one who is as persistent as he is in thinking about these issues - after all, most wizards will give up when they encounter difficulties.

Including Dumbledore in his later years.

But this was not the only reason. The more important point was that before he had time to continue his in-depth thinking, the office door rang.

And it's loud and doesn't sound very friendly.

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It only took Lin En a few seconds to clean up the table, leaving no trace of anything.

He walked to the door and, as expected, saw Snape, who was not very pleasant to be seen.

"I knew it... When will you learn even the slightest bit of manners?"

Seeing this old bat, whom he rarely met, again, Lin En did not hide his disgust.

Snape's attitude wasn't much better, but he still walked into the room with a cold face and sat down on the sofa in the reception room.

"Eric, I need to talk to you about something."

"Go ahead, although I don't know what we have to talk about."

"I suspect Lupin has something to do with that damn Sirius Black." Snape said in a bad tone, "You have a grudge against him too, right? Come with me to catch him."

Chapter 306: Grudges from the Old Times

"With you? To catch Sirius Black? And Lupin?"

Lynn looked at Snape suspiciously, as if he was observing an interesting experimental specimen.

"Why, is there a problem? You've duelled with them just as many times as I have in school."

"Forgive me, Snape, you may have made a mistake." Lynn sat back in his soft armchair, crossed his legs casually, but his eyes were unfriendly. "I do have grievances with them, but I'm afraid they are not as deep as those of your little Death Eater accomplices. Did you find the wrong person?"

"Why, you suddenly changed your mind and want to get along well with these guys?" Snape's mouth curled up coldly, full of sarcasm, "This is not like you. Didn't you claim that you would bury every Death Eater in the dirtiest sewers?"

"Of course I have my own principles, so you don't have to worry about that." Lynn retorted, "Are you worried about Harry's safety again? That's right, after all, his eyes are very similar to Senior Lily's, which brought back your memories, right?"

"Eric!"

Snape's face flushed an angry red, and his eyes almost smoldered with fire.

But Lin En didn't care about it at all. He just said lightly: "It seems that I have touched a sore spot. I am not as good at comforting people as Dumbledore, and we don't have such a relationship."

This is blatantly adding fuel to the fire. Not only has it opened up scars that have not healed for years, but it has also precisely sprinkled salt on them.

If looks could kill, Lynn would have been stabbed to pieces by Snape's eyes by now. Unfortunately, looks couldn't kill, and Snape couldn't argue with him.

After a fierce glare of threat proved to be in vain, Snape stood up abruptly, turned around and was about to leave, not wanting to stay here any longer.

Every second here filled him with anger and shame.

He would rather act alone.

But just as he was about to open the door and leave angrily, Lynn stopped him.

"If I were you, Snape, I would not act rashly, nor would I let the grudges of my school days cloud my mind - although that idiot Black is indeed annoying."

"What do you mean?"

"You're asking even though you already know the answer. I know you have connections with many people in the Ministry of Magic."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Peter Pettigrew."

"Didn't he die a long time ago? The Order of Merlin, First Class, was given to such a wimp, and later to Fudge. If I were you, I would be ashamed to be on the same level with these two guys."

"Then why are you so jealous of Damocles's second-class medal? Oh, I almost forgot, there was also Lockhart's third-class medal, right?"

"You—! You are totally unreasonable!"

"I should return the favor. But I still want to advise you to open your eyes and stop lying to yourself. It will do you no good. This is my advice to you because you and I worked together to deal with Lockhart last year. It's up to you whether you listen to it or not."

"...You said it lightly."

"There are many honorable ways to seek revenge. Don't treasure the little things you learned from the Dark Lord."

Lynn stared at him forcefully. "Even Fudge, that complete wimp, knows there's something fishy going on here. Can't you see it? Excuse me, but I'm afraid Dumbledore won't support you, so you came to me."

"..."