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Chapter 643: Abnormalities in the History of Magic

The invitation for the Chocolate Frog card never came—just like the information from the space station never came back.

But life still has to go on, especially during the OWLs years. For students, wasting even a minute is a luxury.

Even Andrew and his roommates were overwhelmed by the tense atmosphere of the OWLs, and were crushed without any resistance.

Howl's intelligence was temporarily suspended, and Hughes no longer buried himself in magical history magazines. Even Bell, who was the most unfocused and usually played on the Quidditch team, now went to the library every day with his schoolbag on his back.

The entire fifth grade was caught in a state of high pressure, and Andrew, who did not have too much study workload, was also dragged into it - he was most familiar with his roommates, and next to him was a group of students of the same age, but everyone was extremely busy now, and social activities were reduced to a minimum.

If it weren't for the regular letters from students in the clubs of the previous school year, he would have memorized the History of Magic textbook completely.

But because of his current concern, he finally understood Zeus's helplessness - something was wrong with the history of magic.

Yes, History of Magic is not quite right.

Everything written was correct, and there was no problem looking up the extended content in the library, but it just didn't look right.

When I first wrote the legend I was just picking and choosing, so I didn't have this feeling. But now if I summarize it as a whole and then sort it out bit by bit, it gives people a very strange feeling.

Wizards have fought giants, house-elves, goblins, put down rebellions, dealt with dark wizards, and fought Scourers - all of this is recorded in magical history.

The failure and ridiculousness of the Muggle hunt for wizards was also clearly recorded - but something was fucking wrong!
Win, win, win, why did it start to cry in the end! After so much fighting, once the Statute of Secrecy was signed, the entire wizarding world stopped war and went into hiding!
'The Statute of Secrecy... No, there's something wrong with History of Magic.'

"There is a curse...Yes, there is a curse!"

Although it seems like an excuse for myself to shirk responsibility, a special excuse for not studying the history of magic seriously for many years, it is not.

There is something wrong with the history of magic. Learners like Hughes who like to pursue details and dig into the history of ancient magic or the details of rebellions bit by bit will not be disturbed, but guys like him who like macro narratives will be affected by this thing!

This guess stunned Andrew.

Without any hesitation, he chose to call for help.

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"Professor, I find something wrong with History of Magic."

In Dumbledore's office, Andrew roughly explained his guesses and reasons, then looked at Dumbledore. To be honest, Dumbledore should know it.

"... "

Dumbledore stared at Andrew with wide eyes, wanting to say something, but shook his head.

"Prepare for the OWLs exam seriously. These things are true. I can tell you more information after you take the exam, Taylor."

?

Department of Mysteries?
Andrew was stunned - no, it's just placed here?

"It seems that your history of magic has also improved, Taylor. As expected, after your Transfiguration level has been raised, even the highest level of induction cannot control you. But don't study it in depth, Taylor, and don't tell others. Wait, I will give you the answer after this year is over."

Perhaps fearing that he would not give up, Dumbledore revealed the information again, but this time with more information and it was more complete.

"It will take some time for the data from the space station to be returned to the ground. We need to get the real thing to get accurate data. Don't study the history of magic during this period. Taylor, go to the Forbidden Forest to help more often. Those mushrooms are very good, especially the taste."

"Well, I'll go help, Professor."

Andrew could only nod - if Dumbledore felt that he should be kept in the dark for the time being, then he could only be kept in the dark. He didn't want to do that kind of stupid thing, always thinking that he was right, and then rushing in and messing everything up, waiting for others to clean up the mess.

Misdirection of the highest order, something beneath the Department of Mysteries - it would be there in a moment, so why rush?
It’s not like he’s been the crown prince for sixty years…

'That's not right. Seventy years is right. I don't have to wait that long. Look at others. It's only a year. I can definitely wait.'

He wasn't worried at all about being silenced because of some secret he knew - in the entire British wizarding world, the only secret that could threaten him was the rope on the top of the astronomy tower.

As for the rest, even if the man with the missing nose became the Minister of Magic, he would be safe and sound, and that was simply impossible.

'Then I'll just grow mushrooms. It won't be a problem. I don't know if there are any gourmet mushrooms in the wizarding world, and how they taste.'

Andrew shook his head, put away his History of Magic textbook, left Dumbledore's office, and prepared to walk towards the Forbidden Forest.

"Good afternoon, Taylor."

Professor Moody's voice came through the wall, "Are you working in Albus' office again?"

"That's about right, Professor Moody."

Andrew nodded in response - speaking of which, Professor Moody had set a record in the wizarding world in recent years, being the longest-serving professor of the Anti-Dark Arts class at Hogwarts.

"Your OWLs year was a little too easy."

Professor Moody stared at Andrew and shook his head, his hoarse voice full of interest, "Would you like some special training, for better grades?"

"Sure, why not, Professor?"

Anyway, after being freed from the influence of History of Magic, his memory and knowledge points are much better than before, and it is enough to get an O at the moment. Andrew still wants to learn some magic commonly used by Aurors - especially combat-related ones, as he is not good at them at all.

Although as a research wizard he didn't have many opportunities to use it, combat power was something that he could do without, but he couldn't do without.

"That's it, I have time this year - I'll prepare and see how to get a fudibat and train it for you."

"Vodibat?"

Andrew was stunned - he knew this thing, he had reviewed a lot of magical creatures during this period and was very familiar with this special magical creature.

There is currently only one magical creature with a universal solution, and there is only one common spell that is effective against it.

Patronus Charm.

"The Patronus Charm, Professor?"

"Of course, useful magic, whether it's for scoring or delivering messages, is very useful, and I'm pretty good at it."

"What about the battle, Professor?"

Andrew had to remind.

"Fighting? Why did you learn that?"

Professor Moody looked at Andrew, even the magic eye was fixed on him, confusion appeared on his twisted face, "Professor Flitwick said that your curse spells and offensive spells are now very artistic, isn't that fighting? Not to mention your Transfiguration, your forced Transfiguration is more terrifying than the Dark Arts - what other magic do you want to learn?"

"Aren't damage, control, recovery, and transfiguration enough? Fighting is all about using the most appropriate spell to control or permanently control the enemy - you just lack a Patronus Charm for extra points, Taylor!"

(End of this chapter)