Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

From the fifth century to the twelfth century when Slytherin left his last trace, this name was known to everyone, but no one had ever seen this ancestor of modern wizards who created countless mythical and glorious deeds.

Including the Merlin Band, which is said to have been founded by him.

Hundreds of years passed in the turbulent Middle Ages, and not even any concrete records related to him were left. The ambiguous attitude of Sir Merlin towards the relationship between wizards and Muggles could not but make Slytherin suspicious.

The Slytherins in their youth grew up listening to such praises that were somewhere between prayers and exclamations, and inevitably began to have doubts after achieving legendary achievements.

But for Lin En at this moment, all this has become an almost eternal mystery.

All traces of Salazar Slytherin left in this chamber of secrets were destroyed along with the previous magic. Even the half-finished statue that Lynn had barely repaired turned silently into debris and dust.

Only the magic notebook still held in Lin En's hand was still flashing a faint light - there was no need to open it, all the contents on it were memorized in Lin En's mind, and quantified into incalculable [magic knowledge] to move forward.

In just about half an hour, it was equivalent to Lin En's nearly half a year of searching and hard work.

This was the result of unprecedented new knowledge, comparable to the advancement of more than ten powerful magics from level six to level seven.

But what is more important is not the immediate gains, but the inspiring way of thinking hidden beneath these concrete and visible appearances.

The extreme and harmony are not two incompatible sides. The wisdom from Salazar Slytherin is more precious than the knowledge he gave. It will become the cornerstone of Lynn's progress and continue to enrich his already strong foundation.

"Only things that truly belong to you are the most important and precious..."

Sorting out the knowledge, experience and deductions from the great founder, Lynn's eyes remained clear as he slowly walked towards the closed statue.

With a tap of the magic wand, countless mechanisms opened again, and the road to the outside world opened up, revealing a dim light.

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Midnight, in the principal's office.

Looking at the small glass bottle in his hand and the manual that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, Dumbledore recalled the conversation a few hours ago.

[Slytherin's Notebook, let it be reunited with the other three, it is also a treasure of the school. And this memory, I suggest you take a look at it, I think it is very helpful - and Gellert. ]

Dumbledore thought of himself as a man who was half buried in the ground and had almost no desires, but the two things in front of him were treasures that made him jealous and excited.

He didn't expect Lin En to give it so straightforwardly, without any unnecessary nostalgia or reservation, nor any fear or suspicion.

This surprised him, and also made him feel a kind of trust that had probably never existed between the two of them before.

He slowly stood up and walked over to the Pensieve.

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"Did you just give it to him?" Regulus asked as he returned home in Birmingham with Lynn and Euphemia, who had just woken up.

"He is not our enemy or threat. On the contrary, we need to keep Dumbledore strong, so we can't hide anything at this stage." Lynn said, "But I didn't expect Rowena to have such a trick up her sleeve."

"She is so knowledgeable and seems to know everything." Euphemia's voice was a little weak and seemed powerless. "And I seemed to hear what she said, but I couldn't hear it clearly."

"It's probably not something very important, otherwise she would be straightforward given her personality - she has a lot of secrets in her heart, and she has long-term plans." Lin En said slowly, gently pressing his girlfriend's temple.

"Why would these founders do this?" Regulus was puzzled, "Just for those monsters?"

"I don't think so." Lin En shook his head. "Although these monsters are difficult to deal with, at least for now, no one has appeared that can surpass them. A single one can only barely hold back one of them at most. It's not as good as Hailbo."

"So……"

"Maybe there is something behind them. The origins of these guys are unclear. I'm worried whether it is related to the prophecies of Firenze and the elders. I'll ask them when I have a chance." Euphemia forced herself to open her eyes.

"There's no rush. The elder still needs to recover. Maybe we can do something else first." Lynn looked up at the wall clock. "Regulus, take my classes for a few days. I need to do some things at school. Doris will help you."

Chapter 455: The Transformation of the Room of Requirement

The next morning, the fourth grade had the Magic Rune and Ancient Magic class.

"Good morning, students. I am Regulus Black. At Professor Eric's request, I will be the one to complete this week's practical courses. Professor Foley will be my co-mentor and teach the course together. Thank you for your guidance."

On the podium, amid the uproar of the young wizards, Regulus calmly introduced himself - Inès, who had come specially to "block people", was just as surprised as the young people.

"Where did this guy Lin En go?"

Sitting in an inconspicuous corner at the back of the classroom, Inès was mumbling while writing and drawing with a feather pen. Not far to her left was Neville, who was listening to the class attentively.

His changes came from the inside out, which surprised and intrigued Ines, who hadn't seen him for many days.

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At the same time, the Room of Requirement.

Lynn stood in the middle of the training ground holding his wand, and next to him was Euphemia, who looked a little tired from taking in too many memories.

At this moment, he was wearing the crown of Ravenclaw and repeatedly practicing the magical spells from Slytherin in his mind at a very fast speed.

"Reality and virtuality, truth and illusion... What a genius idea, really admirable." He did not hesitate to praise the legendary wizard, even though he had called him "old bald head" a few days ago.

"Are you going to recreate this magic?" Euphemia rubbed her eyes. "Unfortunately, I can't help you. Rowena has too much knowledge. I have to slowly sort it out and digest it."

"You are doing me the greatest favor by sitting here," Lynn said with a smile, "and this is also a rare opportunity. You have the most legitimate reason to take a good rest, and Olim will not refuse it."

Euphemia smiled back and said, "I will adjust myself as soon as possible, and then solve all these strange things with you."

"I will always have confidence in you." Lynn blinked and said cheerfully, "But don't worry, you will definitely be able to find your own way instead of Rowena's."

"Of course." Euphemia raised her chin, with reserved pride and hidden joy in her eyes.

After a brief pause, she asked softly, "I haven't looked at Slytherin's memories yet. What did he find out? I saw that Regulus was very nervous."

"It's a brand new magic, similar to our magic but completely different. It contains the back-up plans of these monsters. It can use power to seduce people, and it can also directly control wizards who lack mana or willpower."

Lin En raised his wand, "Linear runes are the carrier, the most direct way to perform the operation - but not the only way."

A wisp of light pink mist slowly emanated from the tip of the hawthorn wand, carrying a tempting yet uncomfortable scent.

It is those plankton that are between real creatures and magical creations - beings that circumvent Gamp's Law.

"This kind of magic..." Euphemia felt a chill in her heart, "If it is really widely used..."

"Considering that those monsters have unique ways of prolonging their lives, there will probably be a large number of unknown guys." Lin En nodded and said, "Make preparations early. Help me find Nico tonight and ask him to personally take the lead in researching the mass production plan of the dolls."

"I understand. Just don't worry. What about you?"

"I want to study how to make the best use of Slytherin's magic." Lynn raised his wand in front of his eyes and looked at his old comrade carefully. "In fact, I have some ideas - his concept is a bit one-sided after all."

A faint blue light sprinkled on the smooth floor, and a small statue slowly rose and changed its shape.

"But one thing is correct, and that is the words he left behind, that infinity and cycle are the prototypes of all things."

The Ouroboros symbol on the back of his hand has dissipated as the mission was completed and the magic power was exhausted, but Salazar's motto is still engraved in Lynn's heart - he will not reject the wisdom of his predecessors.

Groups of shining rune symbols lit up in an interlaced pattern, attached to the statue whose features were vaguely visible, but it was completely different from Slytherin's magic - it was neither a half-carved and half-blank form, nor even a human shape.

It was a small, cunning fox with a lifelike expression and even its fur was carved in great detail.

The symbol of the yew tree is engraved on its abdomen, surrounded by countless runic symbols that are too small to be seen with the naked eye.

【Spiritual Rune Peso】

【The Migration of Rune Yevaz】

【Balanced Rune Ingvartz】

【Looping Rune Daggs】

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The runes carrying magical powers are closely integrated with ancient magic, as if they were born to be this way, you are in me and I am in you.

The branches of the yew tree build a bridge between the spiritual and material worlds, connecting this magical space to the Room of Requirement.

Endless [magic], cyclical [space], and the [world] built with the original runes.

Rowena and Salazar, two unprecedented geniuses, collaborate again in a unique way, but on a brand new stage built by Lynn, who inherited the mantle of both parties.

The Room of Requirement, the secret room that holds the dreams of Rowena and all the founders, is once again moving towards the other side of the veritable sea. This is a short but complete transformation.

The instigator of all this was just standing quietly beside the statue, raising his hand and pressing on the fox's head.

Reality and illusion overlap here, and spirit and matter merge into an unprecedented intermediate state.

"It's not enough, it can be better."

He spoke slowly, and his voice seemed to be from another time and space, distant and ethereal.

He saw Rune's limits and limitations.

Euphemia sat quietly aside, her gentle eyes seemed to penetrate the thick wall and look at Rowena Ravenclaw who was somewhere unknown.

She heard it clearly at that time.

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Madrid, Spain.

Dojes, who was secretive and cautious by nature, left Lisbon and arrived here right after. He even moved to various places in the Iberian Peninsula several times before walking into a bar with a stern face.

This was a highly secret contact point that he didn't know about in advance and was used exclusively by the top leaders of the organization.

He had been waiting in agony for many days, and finally received the good news he had been longing for - the results of the previous important task had been released, and the reward would be distributed at an uncertain time, because he had to wait until a big shot had time to spare.

Although both were waiting, their natures were completely different, and even diluted the tension that Lester brought to him.

As he walked out of the bar, even with the hood covering his face, he could still see the excitement from inside out.

Immersed in joy, he forced himself to remain restrained and calm, and only left after checking again and again to make sure it was safe.

And just as he disappeared, in the gloomy alley, faint magical fluctuations began to brew.

In front of Moody's magic eye, Dojes' disguise was nothing but an illusion, and his three burrows were nothing but a plaything of Inès's hunting curse.

"Go back and ask Newt to contact Albus and Lynn and tell them to get ready. I'm going to follow this guy... the big fish is finally about to be caught."

Seeing Dodgers' cheerful appearance, Moody smiled rarely, and his scarred face looked even more fierce.

"Understood." Sirius nodded, and without hesitation, he Apparated and headed for Bulgaria.

Under Moody's guidance and teaching by example, after a few months, he became less rash and impulsive.

This is exactly what the old Auror and Dumbledore wanted to see.

Chapter 456: Genius Petri Dish

Saturday, October 10.

That evening, Hogwarts Castle was particularly lively.

Whether they were students from this school or from the two sister schools that came from afar, at least half of them crowded into the castle auditorium, and everywhere you looked there was nothing but a sea of ​​people.

According to the notice posted on the bulletin board, there will be an open class taught by Professor Garcia of Castrobus at 7 o'clock tonight - an introduction and teaching of ancient curse magic that is little known in South America.

This is the first stop of the annual open course plan and is also the jackpot that the three principals are paying close attention to, especially Principal Liposo Polacchi of Kastrobuse, who had already returned to his own school but made a special trip here.

In order to gain an advantage in the competition among the three schools, he did not have any intention of keeping anything to himself and directly sent out the most outstanding experts in curse studies, who taught precious magic that had rarely been passed on to outsiders before.

Whether you really want to learn knowledge or just want to experience something new, at least the atmosphere is warm enough and everyone is looking forward to it.

At seven o'clock, Ines appeared outside the auditorium door on time, followed by her student Helt.

The noisy discussion suddenly died down and turned into a silent salute. Thousands of people watched the two of them walk to the stage, including the three presidents and several professors sitting in the front row.

There was no formality and no need to introduce myself; the compact, coherent and content-rich class began immediately.

After more than a week of careful preparation, she brought with her two commonly used and practical curses: [Emptiness] and [Withering].

This may also be the first time that the mysterious South American curse magic has appeared in front of foreign wizards in such a high-profile manner.

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The open class in the auditorium was in full swing, making the rest of the castle seem particularly quiet.

Most of the students were in the auditorium, and the few who didn't go to class mostly had their own things to do. Only a few of them had the leisure time to play around and have fun.

In the quiet corridor, several young people met on the stairs leading to the upper floors.

"You too……?"

"Yes, the professor asked us to be on time."

In response to Doris' question, Cedric, who came with Boyce, nodded slightly.