Magical Studies at Hogwarts.

Chapter 248 Aren't All the Legends False?

"You've made great progress."

"Thanks to your teaching, teacher."

"Humility is a good thing, but I'm not going to kill your efforts."

In May, after a teaching session, Lao Fu and Ike rarely sat together and chatted.

Lao Fu gently stroked Nagini's head, the cold touch made him very comfortable, and even his tone of voice eased a lot.

"You are outstanding, Ike." Lao Fu said softly, "Even now, I don't think Bella and the others will be your opponents."

"But it's not enough, you understand?"

Ike nodded respectfully and said, "I understand, teacher."

"Hehe... I think so." Lao Fu smiled, "You have the potential to become a great wizard, always full of hunger and thirst for magic, and always in awe of magic."

"A lot of people do the first thing, but forget that magic is never a little trick that can be manipulated."

After a pause, he leaned back slightly, and slowly closed his eyes.

"What do you know about the origin of magic, Ike?"

"A lot." Ike replied.

"That's right, there are a lot of theories. Come on, tell me what you know, just tell a story..."

Ike pondered for a while, looked for ideas, and then said: "I remember it is recorded in "History of Magic", that in the first ancient times, there were no wizards. The land at that time was a paradise for magical animals. People struggled to survive among those ferocious beasts."

"On a very ordinary day, a person suddenly possesses magical powers. He can summon flames and lightning at his fingertips, and even a giant dragon can be easily defeated."

"That was the original magic, something older than ancient magic, powerful and irregular. Afterwards, his blood was passed down, and gradually some people would awaken at a young age and master the power of magic. They were the first wizards. "

"But in the books I read in the restricted area, it is said that the power of magic comes from the blood, and it is people who steal the power of the magical creatures that once ruled the continents and oceans, and integrate their blood into themselves."

"After countless times of failures and countless deaths, someone finally succeeded. Gradually, more and more people gained the power of magic, and integrated this power into their own blood, spreading to date."

"There is another kind, which is similar to the Norse mythology, saying that magic is a forbidden power, even the gods have never possessed it. It was Odin, the father of the gods, who hanged himself upside down in order to seek higher wisdom and stronger power. After seven days and seven nights on the World Tree, I finally saw the most precious thing in the world - the Holy Spring of Wisdom."

"Odin sacrificed one of his eyes to obtain the Holy Fountain of Wisdom, and when he drank the water, he realized a greater power. The power was too mysterious to be recorded. But Odin has obtained the extraordinary Wisdom, so he created runes to describe this great power."

"The power flows into the words, and when the rune words are read, that power can be driven."

"Later, Heimdall taught the rune script to humans, but it was too profound, and only 24 people comprehended its mysteries. Humans thus mastered the power that only gods possess—magic."

After hearing Ike's words, Lao Fu slightly moved his head leaning on the back of the chair, and asked gently: "What do you think, Ike? What do you think is the origin of magic?"

"Me?" Ike froze for a moment and remained silent for a long time.Lao Fu was not in a hurry, and waited quietly while stroking Nagini's head.

After a long time, Ike replied: "Wizards and their descendants are more likely to awaken magic power. From this point of view, it can be confirmed that blood is a way for magic to continue."

"I think the idea of ​​merging the blood of magical creatures is more logical."

"Hehehe..." Lao Fu smiled and shook his head slightly, "Then, what about the origin you mentioned last? Why do you think that is not true?"

Hearing this, Ike frowned and replied, "That's a fairy tale."

"God? I never believe that there are gods in this world. They are just some kind of creature with great power. Maybe it's a person, maybe it's something else."

"When a person is able to master that incredible power, he will also be dubbed the title of 'God' by future generations."

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Lao Fu clapped his hands slowly, and the approval in his eyes was fleeting.

"I'm glad you think so. Think about it carefully, the power we have now, wouldn't it be a 'god' in the eyes of those ignorant people?"

"Wizards can summon scorching flames to easily take the lives of those stupid Muggles. How is this similar to the gods in those myths?"

"In my opinion, the so-called gods are those ancient wizards."

Leaning forward, Lao Fu looked at Ike with red eyes, and tilted his head to the side.

"Don't ignore those myths and legends, which may hide the legacy of ancient wizards." Lao Fu said, "Just like "The Legend of the Three Brothers" in "The Tales of Beedle the Poet", it is said that the god of death gave three Brother's stuff is real."

"Then think about it again, are the things mentioned in other legends and myths also true?"

"Is...is this possible, teacher?" Ike stuttered, his face full of surprise.

"Of course it's possible, little Ike." Lao Fu smiled, "Poseidon's trident in mythology appeared in the seventeenth century."

As he said that, Lao Fu sighed, and his expression became a little dignified.

"Ancient magic, those unimaginable prehistoric mysteries... Although there are some stupid guys who think that modern magic is not inferior to ancient magic, don't forget that the so-called modern magic is built on the ruins of magic after the Middle Ages of!"

"Oh, ignorance!"

Lao Fu was a little excited, a tinge of blood flushed on his pale face, and even spread to his neck.After a long while, the blood red subsided, and the whole person relaxed again, leaning back on the back of the chair again, and his tone calmed down.

"Ike, as I said, the Dark Lord will not treat anyone who helps him. You asked Wormtail to bring me out of the Albanian jungle, kill the traitors for me, bring in the werewolves and giants, and return to me. Break through Azkaban and rescue my former servant, you deserve more!"

As he said that, Lao Fu waved his wand lightly, and a spell fell on the door of the basement, sealing the whole room.

He stood up, holding his wand in his right hand, and said solemnly: "Ike Stride, get up!"

Ike stood up.

"Extend your left arm!"

Lao Fu said again, and Ike immediately opened the sleeve of his left arm, revealing the dark mark on it, and then, Lao Fu's wand lightly tapped on it, a ray of scarlet slowly flowed in, and the original dark mark became Blood red, pythons and skulls also come alive.

When Lao Fu put away his wand, the giant python seemed to have gained life, swimming slowly on Ike's left arm, and the waste notepad system in his mind also changed a line:
Dark Mark Strider Custom Edition

(Successor of the Dark Lord, you have finally gained the trust of the Dark Lord, and he will give you everything; however, as a price, your magic will never harm him...)
(End of this chapter)