Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

“I can’t remember clearly.” Lin En shook his head slowly, “I just felt very warm and had no concept of time.”

"Perhaps this is the difference in style between the founders." Dumbledore said, "You have obtained her approval and can use her magic notes."

As he spoke, he made way for the secret room's exit, and when Lin En walked out, the bookshelves on both sides slowly closed.

"This is the first time that the Hufflepuff heritage has been published. Congratulations, Lynn." Dumbledore smiled particularly brightly. "You can keep it until you see fit."

“Thank you, Principal.” Lin En bowed slightly and lowered her head solemnly. “I think her knowledge and personality will be of great help to me. I will keep them and learn from them properly.”

Next, the two discussed the founder's inheritance for a long time. Dumbledore told him a lot of secrets about the early years of the school, which made him feel more deeply about the heritage of this thousand-year-old school.

It was late at night when we said goodbye and left.

Dumbledore sat quietly in the chair, staring at the closed door for a long time without saying a word.

The portrait of the principal on the wall also lowered the volume of discussion.

The Sorting Hat that had been placed on the cabinet suddenly trembled twice, and a crack appeared near the brim. It swayed its tattered body and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Dumbledore, did you choose this little guy after all?"

"He just wants to increase his strength to deal with Voldemort. He has the qualifications. Helga and Rowena's vision will not be wrong."

Dumbledore was not surprised by its awakening, as it had not been dormant before.

"But this is the headmaster's privilege, except in times of extreme danger." The Sorting Hat said tremblingly, "Although we are indeed facing great danger now."

Dumbledore crossed his hands on the table and smiled, "Tell me what you think, Sorting Hat, what do you think of him? I need your experience and wisdom."

"I regret not sorting him into Ravenclaw, but he convinced me at the time. I was impressed by the saying that wisdom comes from thinking rather than being bestowed." The Sorting Hat grinned and regretted it. "Rowana originally wanted to choose him, right?"

"Indeed." Dumbledore nodded slightly, "But I think it's better this way. Helga's gentleness will affect him. Although this may be unnecessary, it will not do any harm. I always have a feeling that although we can weaken Voldemort, he will eventually return. We must make preparations in advance. It is better not to use it in the future than not to have it."

Chapter 90: Hufflepuff's Heart and Wisdom

It is a joy to swim in the ocean of knowledge - if you don't drown.

Dumbledore's "Christmas gift" completely broke Lynn's common sense and completely changed his pre-holiday plans.

The impromptu cocktail party was thrown out of the window, and other outing plans were simply postponed or cancelled.

From the moment he got the notebook, Lin En had no other thoughts in his mind and only concentrated on studying it.

He did not tell Dumbledore the whole truth.

In that illusory haze, he saw the shadow of Helga Hufflepuff and witnessed her magic.

But now is not the time to reveal everything.

When he returned to the office, the first thing he did was hang a sign on the door saying "Out on Vacation" and then began to study without stopping.

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Even for a knowledgeable wizard like Lynn, this codex was incredibly difficult.

It is no exaggeration to say that the previous "Igor's Medical Magic Notes" seems crude and simple in comparison.

According to Hufflepuff, the four founders of Hogwarts each had their own focus.

Gryffindor focuses on combat, emphasizing the inheritance of dueling skills and courage.

Slytherin is obsessed with power, focusing on improving magic and continuing ambition.

Ravenclaw is obsessed with wisdom and focuses on the development of spells and the accumulation of knowledge.

These are three paths to explore the pinnacle of magic, each with its own merits.

Compared to her brilliant best friend, Hufflepuff, like the house she founded, looks inconspicuous.

She focuses on a skill that can benefit many wizards - the use of magic.

Make the most of limited magic power.

This broad-minded founder did not leave behind any powerful spells for use in battle, nor any incantations or potions to enhance magic power. Even the spells were only left as a few brief touches at the very end.

Although Lin En knew that she was a legendary wizard who had honed many basic spells to perfection and was no less skilled than her three best friends.

But she had no intention of self-declaration. She just infiltrated her kind and loving personality between the lines, making it a part of her wisdom that was subtle and silent.

Lynn had never read Ravenclaw's books, but he felt that Hufflepuff's knowledge already made him admire them greatly.

The text was simple, without any obscurity, but the superb technique amazed him.

The Hufflepuff in the notes continued the style of teaching and educating throughout his life.

There isn't much content, except for a few decorative spells and only four techniques for using magic.

The fusion of wizards and wands allows limited magic power to be used to the extreme.

The art of spellcasting, using less magic power to create more powerful magic.

Maintain the spell by leveraging the outside world to reduce the consumption of magic power.

And finally, the control of magic intensity, pursuing the realm of controlling strength at will.

Each of the four techniques is taught from the simplest to the most complex, from the entry-level simple ones that every wizard can try, to the advanced skills that only first-class wizards can understand, and then to the highest level that truly carries her lifelong exploration.

The geometric increase in difficulty symbolizes Hufflepuff's pursuit and understanding of magic.

Magic can benefit most people, and it can also touch the essence in an upright way.

Reaching the highest point is just the same destination.

In Lin En's eyes, the image of the founder of the academy became increasingly majestic, subtly overshadowing the three star-studded founders.

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Day and night, Lin En was immersed in exploration and could no longer count the number of times he had failed.

Even with the first, the easiest of the four techniques, he encountered difficulties beyond his imagination.

It's like going back to the stage when I was just learning magic, stumbling along the way.

He hasn't had this feeling of "floating in the ocean of knowledge" for many years.

The seemingly simple but profound magical knowledge made him realize his own insignificance once again.

In the face of the vast essence of magic, he was like a small boat on the sea, not daring to slack off for fear of being capsized.

This made him physically and mentally exhausted, but also extremely intoxicated.

For many days, he never left the house except to deliver gifts and congratulatory letters to the Owlery.

Countless parchments filled with conjectures were scattered everywhere. His sleep time was compressed to the limit, and he relied entirely on potions to support himself. He even forgot to shave, and he looked much more haggard.

Even though he worked so hard and forgot to eat and sleep, he only understood the first part of the notes.

[The mind-combination between wizard and wand]

As the lifeblood of a wizard, the wand is the foundation for performing powerful magic and the most important medium for the operation of magic.

The more compatible the two parties are, the smoother the spellcasting will be, meaningless consumption will be reduced, and the power of the spell will increase instead of decrease.

This is a well-known concept, which is why there is a mutual choice between wands and wizards.

But in the eyes of Hufflepuff, this is only the most superficial manifestation.

Every wand has its own personality, but very few wands can express it, and it is difficult to sense.

This results in many wizards simply using wands throughout their lives.

To go deeper, Hufflepuff believes that three steps are needed.

First, perceive each other’s emotions and achieve mutual understanding.

Second, they influence each other’s personalities and achieve compatibility.

Thirdly, by communicating with each other's thoughts and achieving fusion, and reaching the third level, the power of both parties can be combined into one, and 100% of the magic can be unleashed.

For most wizards, even if their level is not high, improving their understanding with the wand will bring them great benefits.

But for the wizards at the top, the slightest difference in efficiency can mean a world of difference in battle.

This is a skill that benefits the general public, but it is also a unique skill that seems simple but is actually as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Even though Lin En and his hawthorn wand have a deep affection for each other, the actual operation is not as simple as imagined.

After sharing weal and woe for more than a decade, they have long since transcended the stages of perception and influence.

But when it comes to the integration of mind and spirit, the difficulties are beyond imagination.

The successive failures not only put pressure on Lin En, but also made the proud Phoenix Feather Staff Core furious. The sparks from the tip of the staff almost ignited his favorite suit vest.

But they are making progress, albeit with some bumps.

This went on until Christmas Day.

In the early morning, Lin En, who woke up naturally for a rare time, opened his eyes and grabbed the wand.

This is an instinct that comes from many days of practice.

An unprecedented sense of comfort spreads throughout the body the moment of contact.

Warm magic circulates between the wand and the body, like an extension of the limbs.

But besides being smooth, there is also a slight imperceptible sluggishness.

Yesterday afternoon, Lynn, whose body and mind had been pushed to the limit after thousands of attempts, and the magic wand finally found that subtle point of convergence.

He was sure that this was the extent described by Hufflepuff, but suddenly realized that this was not the limit, nor the end.

Walking to the desk and looking at the abrupt blank page on the notebook, Lynn understood the founder's intention.

She left a path forward, and there was no end to the exploration of magic.

The gentle magic made him seem to see the shadow of the founder again.

The idea came to him instantly, and he learned how to leave words on the notebook without any instruction.

This blank page is left for him, and after he finishes it, a new page will appear for future generations to explore.

He had only just started on this unfinished journey and was not yet qualified to start writing.

But he was convinced that this path would at least allow him to reach the peaks that his predecessors had reached faster.

The resentment that had been building up in my heart for years loosened a little.

Although he knew that the founder had long gone, with only a little magic and memory left, he still bowed respectfully and placed the notebook solemnly in the center of the bookshelf.

The research journey is still long, so there is no need to rush.

It is Christmas after all.

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Sitting in front of a messy desk, with the letter papers spread out in front of him.

Lin En looked at the snow drifting outside the window and slowly put down his pen.

[Dear Fei, I am sitting in the castle of Hogwarts, accompanied by the wind and snow in the Scottish Highlands, and I extend my best wishes and gratitude to you and Mr. and Mrs. Flamel.]

[It is a great pity for me that I cannot spend this wonderful festival together. It is also an experience I have not had in many years. This sense of distance makes me feel a little lonely. ]

【Every time I think of you, my best friend, it reminds me of...】

"What do you recall? The snow in Finland? The sunshine in the Pyrenees? Nothing more than that."

The nimble quill suddenly paused.

He turned his head stiffly.

The tightly closed door had been gently opened at some point, and Euphemia, who should have been in Beauxbatons, was standing behind him.

Perhaps because he was too focused, he didn't even notice it.

The white hands slowly stretched out to his face, making him subconsciously close his eyes and wait for the baptism of the storm.

What I touched was a soft and warm flame.

The small wound at the corner of the eye that had not yet healed was restored to its original state under the firelight, leaving only smooth skin.

"How can one person make himself like this?"

When Lin En opened his eyes, he saw his friend's slightly blaming look.