Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"And us."

Around the corner, Pavla and Luna appeared slowly.

"Wait for us!"

Next came Hermione and Neville, who were running over, gasping for breath. Hermione was holding a few books in her arms, which must have been the culprit that made her tired and almost late.

"Okay, I knew it. They are all acquaintances." Looking at the familiar faces, Doris pretended to sigh, "I should have called Astoria as well."

Pavla covered her mouth and chuckled. "Ced, Doris, do you know why the professor called us all here? I really wanted to attend Professor Garcia's class."

Hermione nodded subconsciously, then shook her head.

"The professor must have something important to talk to us about, right? After all, Cedric and I haven't seen him much this week, and all club activities have been postponed," she said.

"I don't know the details." Cedric shrugged, "The last time I saw him was on Wednesday when I picked up my homework."

"That's strange." Boyce laughed mischievously, "Neither Cede nor Doris found him. Is our professor planning some tiring special training again?" As Cedric's main sparring partner, he believed he had found the truth.

But the only responses he got were Doris's disdainful look and Luna's gaze.

"I saw the Professor yesterday when I passed by the Room of Requirement. He seemed very happy, as did Ms. Fox," she said in a light tone, "so why don't we hurry up?"

There was a small flower hanging on her robe, which gave off a faint fragrance mixed with the smell of sherry, as if she had just come out of a divination classroom.

Her proposal was immediately accepted, and the young people who met by chance quickly rushed up the stairs to the eighth floor. They were almost taken to another place by the stairs because they talked for too long, thanks to Cedric who had long arms and legs who pulled Pavla.

The usually thin-skinned little witch blinked her eyes, her cheeks as red as an unripe apple.

But no one seemed to notice.

Passing through the wall opposite the tapestry of the troll beating Barnabas with a club, the special "group of seven" walked into the Room of Requirement. Lynn and Euphemia had been waiting for a long time, as well as Regulus.

But the first thing they noticed was not the professors, but the stone platforms neatly arranged in a row on the training ground, each with an identical statue on it.

"Welcome, you're on time." Lynn opened her arms. "I'm sorry that you missed Ines' class, but I think today's activities will be very interesting for you."

"Professor, what are these? Are you hiding this from us just to learn sculpture?" Boyce asked in the lead.

"Of course not. I'm quite confident in my carving skills and don't need any additional training." Lynn replied with a smile, "Not long ago, I got a magical and valuable magic, so I made some preparations for you."

"For us?" Doris walked slowly to the stone platform and bent down. "It seems to be some rune magic. What's the use of this little fox?" She raised her hand to touch it.

"Wait a moment, Fly." Regulus called her gently, "This is an interesting experiment, but you have to listen to Lin En finish her words first."

"There are eight stone platforms here, each with identical statues on it. I have cast a spell on them. Next, the seven of you and Regulus will be the first testers to examine the scope and limits of this magic."

Lynn waved his hand, and all the statues except the one next to Doris floated up at the same time, floating in front of everyone, and their cunning and smart little eyes began to shine slightly.

"Now put your right hand on top of their head and look into their eyes. Clear your mind."

Although they didn't understand what Lin En was up to, the seven people, adhering to the principle that "the professor wouldn't lie to us", still raised their hands and pressed them tightly on the fox's head.

The last one was Regulus. He observed the expressions of several people with interest, then looked at Euphemia who was standing aside with her arms folded, and then he took action.

It happened in a flash. The moment they touched the statue and met its eyes, the powerful magic seemed to stir up huge waves, tearing the space apart and pulling away the people who were like a small boat.

But it was only for a moment. When they came back to their senses from the haziness and confusion, what appeared before their eyes was a magical space shrouded in fog. There was no one else around, only Lin En, who was quietly watching them about a dozen steps away.

Doris, the bravest one, looked around without any results, then she walked up and stood in front of Lynn.

"Professor, what's going on?"

What answered her was not words, but a cloud of white mist, a hazy white mist.

Lin En's body also quietly turned into part of the mist and disappeared without a trace.

Then, an extremely fast red light came closer and closer, leaving her with no way to dodge.

"ah!"

There was a short scream and Doris fell to the ground.

After a while, she opened her eyes again. It was the same scene as before, with Lin En standing not far away.

"What on earth is this...? Could it be..."

Recalling the brief but real feeling she had before, she became more alert, drew her wand, and walked forward cautiously.

This time, Lin En did not launch a sneak attack. Instead, he said in a robotic voice:

"This is neither the real world nor your spiritual world. You can use your full power without worrying about getting hurt. Just defeat the opponent in front of you."

Before he finished speaking, the white mist rose again, followed by the red light, at a speed so fast that it was astonishing.

"Iron armor protection!"

This time, Doris was not careless and decisively used the Armor Spell, but...

After another long while, she opened her eyes blankly.

"Can a Stunning Spell be like this?" She touched her unharmed chest and bared her teeth in anger, "Damn it!"

In the instant before the armor spell shattered, she recognized the dark shadow hidden in the mist.

Similar scenes occur to every wizard who enters this place, but the things they face are different.

Some people are fighting to the death, like Cedric and Boyce.

Some people are puzzles, like Pavla and Hermione.

There were also people practicing spells, they were Ne'vi, and there was also a raging sea of ​​spirit that filled the entire chaotic space.

The passage of time, the accumulation of fatigue, and the most dangerous pain of death, everything is real, but everything is also an illusion beyond reality.

Everyone is facing different challenges that are exactly in line with their current research or study content, and they are slowly moving towards the end of success after countless failures.

In the Room of Requirement, their bodies just remained in their final position, motionless.

Chapter 457: The Gap in Time and Space

"Is this a success?" Euphemia asked in a low voice, looking at the quiet Room of Requirement.

Lynn didn't reply. He tapped the wand lightly on Cedric's statue, closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then walked over to Doris and did the same.

After a while, he nodded slightly: "It is roughly the same as my own experimental results. It's just that I am not as skilled as Slytherin. I can't accurately identify the needs and determine the details. I need to continue to improve it."

His voice was calm, and Euphemia's eyes lit up, her bright almond eyes revealing a moving look.

"So, Nico..."

"I think these chips should be able to help us record a lot of things and filter out the useful parts, so that the optimization and combat specialization of the puppets can also be effectively supported. Next, we will need the help of Brian and Sonya."

Lin En said slowly, "Next, I plan to add time and space magic to slow down the flow of time locally. This will be a truly finished product, and it will also help you absorb and digest Rowena's knowledge and memories as quickly as possible. We need time."

"I understand what you mean." Euphemia gently held his hand, "I will also try to speed up the progress."

"Just follow your own pace and don't worry too much. I will solve all the problems." Lynn smiled and pointed at Cedric who was closest to him. "I don't want to put young people in danger, and I don't want you to take any risks."

"You are like this again. I am not a child who has not grown up. I will not let you bear everything by yourself." Euphemia was not happy. She remembered the conversation they had long ago.

"There are some things that only I can do, and there are some things that we can do together. I hope there will be more of the former, as this is the most direct and efficient path with the lowest risk."

"But that's a problem that Rowena and the other four haven't been able to completely solve."

"So I will find a way. Besides, there are Gellert and Dumbledore. Times are advancing." Lynn said softly, patting the back of his girlfriend's hand.

He didn't want to argue with the people closest to him, and he also had his own plans and considerations.

After a brief pause, he smiled and pulled Euphemia, who wanted to say something, towards Cedric.

"Let's not talk about that. Look at Seid's duel. He's very clever. Maybe he can finish it earlier than Doris. Maybe you can even come up with a name for this magic."

"I...okay."

Thinking of the duel in Nurmengard, the kind of magnificent power that only a few people standing at the top of the pyramid possessed, Euphemia secretly gritted her teeth and said nothing more.

She kept her thoughts to herself.

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Cedric had been knocked down many times.

To be exact, he was killed many times.

Doris's battle was based on her own will, constantly honing her skills, while his side was a battlefield tailored by Lynn for potential dangers - he also prepared the same training for Fleur, who had not yet arrived at Hogwarts.

The person who appeared in front of him was none other than a copy of the young Lin En.

From the endless evil curses and poisonous spells, to the ingenious dueling magic, to the deadly black magic, including the three unforgivable curses, Cedric was taught a good lesson in this strange space where there was no risk of injury or life.

It is not a basilisk, nor is it a clumsy puppet after all, but a genuine replica, the result of Slytherin's research and reverse deduction of those puppets in the Temple of Evil.

The linear runes with huge negative effects have completed the transformation from decay to magic in this space without any side effects. This is a breakthrough in magic and also an excellent laboratory.

But Cedric, as a party to the battle, especially one who was completely suppressed and had to experience the pain of death every few minutes, did not see it that way.

Although he is making progress every day, he still feels like he has reached a mountain that is difficult to surpass, and he cannot find any flaws.

"This shouldn't be happening..." Pressing hard on his chest, which was obviously fine but extremely painful, he took a deep breath and used the brief break to adjust his state and think of a solution.

Speed, magic power, frequency, and the opponent's position, there is too much unknown information and too little known information.

The injuries and deaths were fake, but the feelings during the process were real - this was very much in line with the Slytherin style, and was infinitely close to actual combat.

It was the same when he had trained the original batch of Slytherin House students in the Chamber of Secrets, before this magic existed.

Lin En naturally pays more attention to methods and approaches than he does, but he also approves of this practical duel training.

Experience more pain during training so that you can avoid possible pain and casualties to the greatest extent possible when faced with actual combat.

He and Euphemia were like invisible obstacles hidden in the chaos, witnessing Cedric's repeated defeats and repeated failures, and enduring trials and pressures that were not suitable for his age.

"You two have completely different personalities, but his tenacity of not admitting defeat and being willing to delve deeper is very similar to yours."

After failing for who knows how many times, Euphemia seemed to remember something and sighed in a low voice.

"He's smarter than I was back then." Lynn didn't look at her and continued to stare at Cedric, "He just doesn't have my luck, so I have to help him, at least pave a way for him."

Before he finished his words, the replica that had recondensed in the mist launched another attack, and a green beam of light broke through the air.

But this time, Cedric did not dodge hastily like before. Instead, he took a slow step to the left and dodged it by a hair's breadth, as if to confirm Lin En's words.

And not just once.

He seemed to have predicted three consecutive sneak attacks.

"This is..." Euphemia frowned slightly, "Could it be that he has memorized the characteristics of the replica's use of magic?"

"That's why I say he's very smart." Lin En showed a satisfied smile. "You don't need to wait for the rest. He will find the flaw in at most three more times. This is also where we need to further improve the battle puppets and add more variations."

"...Yeah." Euphemia nodded silently.

She thought of her best student at Beauxbatons, the young Stargazer recruit, Fleur Delacour.

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Lin En, who was always considerate, did not notice Euphemia's thoughts at first.

While he was happy to find the qualities he had always hoped to see in Cedric, he did not forget to compare and analyze the advantages and disadvantages between the replica and the alchemical doll. He was immersed in thinking about improving the puppet's combat logic and had no time to think about anything else.

The situation was pretty much as he expected. Compared to Hermione and Pavla who were still concentrating on solving the puzzle, and Doris and Boyce who had not yet been able to break through their inner obsessions and magical limitations, Cedric was the fastest.

In just over ten minutes, he opened his eyes.

As soon as his consciousness returned to his body, he placed the sculpture on the table and asked impatiently, "Professor, Ms. Fox, what kind of magic is this? Why is the me there exactly the same as the me in reality?"

"You in that space are not the real you, but a projection of the real world." Lin En said gently, "Endless magic power, circular space, and an independent world created by rune magic are neither spiritual nor material."

Cedric was slightly stunned. He still didn't fully hear and understand, so he could only look to Euphemia for help.

"You can understand it this way, Digory. It is neither real nor illusory." Euphemia pursed her red lips. "It's like the gap between reality and virtuality, time and space. You can call it the gap between time and space, although now it's only the first half."

She glanced at Lynn, who remained silent.

Chapter 458 Voldemort emerges from the cave

The newly-created magic of time and space gaps quickly won the recognition and love of the young wizards, although in duel training, Doris, Boyce and Cedric all experienced a complex feeling of pain and pleasure.

But as Lynn and Euphemia discussed, this magic has not yet been truly completed. They still need to apply the time magic inherited from Herbo and Slytherin and finally successfully practiced by Lynn here.