Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

"Have you forgotten your earlier vigilance?" Snape rudely interrupted Vizzet. "Don't impose your wishful thinking on me!"

“I once met a fool who had a disgusting best friend. They made it sound so sweet—that they had a bond strong enough to trust each other with their backs!”

"But what was the result? That fool died, betrayed by his so-called best friend! He died, and that's not all; he dragged others down with him! He deserved to die!"

He drew his wand and pointed it at Vizzet, his face full of mockery. "Imagine... if one day I pointed this at you... and then intended to kill you..."

Vizet's tone was exceptionally firm, "If it were Professor Snape now... he wouldn't do that."

Snape's mockery froze on his face. He slammed the glass bottle down on the table. "Take away your tears! Lesson is over for today!"

……

In the end, Vizette did not take the Phoenix Tears with her.

On his way to Professor McGonagall's office, he unexpectedly encountered Harry and his two friends.

Harry's hair was a mess, but he said confidently, "I definitely heard something just now, something about 'he's here'! It sounded just like the sounds I heard on Halloween night!"

Ron comforted him, "But didn't Headmaster Dumbledore say before that these were all pranks..."

"Could it be that the recent training and studying have put too much pressure on you? We should play a game of Wizards Chess!"

"That's what you should do—go to the library and find out!" Hermione raised her voice. "This is no excuse for you to want to play Wizard's Chess!"

"I was just trying to let Harry relax!" Ron quickly waved his hand and said, "Haven't you seen how hard we've been studying lately?"

"Why don't you two go back first?" Hermione gave Ron and Harry a deep look. "I'll go to the library by myself and come back to you when I have the results."

Just as Ron was about to say something, Harry spoke first, pointing in Vizet's direction and saying, "Why don't we just ask Vizet? He should... definitely know!"

Upon hearing this, Hermione immediately raised her eyebrows, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Harry ran up to him and recounted his experience during his afternoon nap.

……

"Heard a strange sound?" Vizette raised an eyebrow. "Where did the sound come from? Did you try to pinpoint it?"

Harry replied without hesitation, "Definitely on the ground! I swear on my Seeker identity!"

As a Seeker, Harry's sensory acuity is still reliable.

Considering the lurking "Tom Riddle," Wizette had reason to suspect that "Tom Riddle" was using some kind of magic to track Harry down.

The most likely magic among them is, of course, "Sophist's Voice".

Vizette didn't bother to hide anything and stated directly: "If you can confirm that it sounds similar to the voice you heard on Halloween Eve, then... you should possess the ability to speak Parsley."

Hermione and Ron's expressions changed instantly, and they exclaimed in unison, "Parasitic!"

Seeing their expressions, Harry was a little confused. "Is this some kind of terrible magic?"

Hermione rattled off an explanation: "Legend has it... that this is Salazar Slytherin's ability, and that his descendants will also possess it."

“It’s not a big problem,” Vizet suddenly said, and Hermione and Ron both unconsciously took a step back.

"Something's happened?" Harry quickly drew his wand and circled around warily. "Why are you all so tense?"

“Because I was speaking to you in Parsleyan language just now,” Vizette laughed. “What they heard… was probably a hissing sound like a snake flicking its tongue.”

Hermione realized her rudeness and asked with a hint of embarrassment, "Vizet... how come you can speak Parsley too?"

“Yes!” Ron nodded in agreement. “I was really… a little scared just now!”

“Parsleyan is just a magical talent; it depends on how you use it.” Vizet maintained his smile. “Since it’s a talent, we should face it squarely.”

"You said you heard a snake talking while you were resting in the dormitory. Maybe a snake had wandered in. If you had noticed this in advance, you could have caught it, right?"

Harry suddenly realized, and his spirits lifted. "That's it! That way Ron and the others won't get bitten!"

“Of course, it’s also possible that you might attract the snakes’ attention…” Vizet murmured. “How about this? I’ll give you a magical item that can prevent you from being harassed by ordinary snakes.”

Chapter 42 Alaya-vijnana, the Other World, Logos

Vizette planned to give Harry a Parseltongue whistle in case of any potential risks.

After all, he couldn't be sure whether the snakes were genuinely attracted to Harry or were specifically looking for him because of "Tom Riddle."

Dumbledore was also in Professor McGonagall's office, and they seemed to be discussing something.

Seeing Vizet enter the room, Dumbledore continued to Professor McGonagall: "Finally, I must say... you may use those guards as you see fit."

"Should we wait until later..." Professor McGonagall glanced at Vizet, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

“It’s alright.” Dumbledore shook his head gently. “I’ve discussed these things with Vizzett, and besides, with his current magical abilities, he’s capable of getting involved in these matters.”

“Alright!” Professor McGonagall sighed, her hands clenched tightly, a hint of anticipation in her eyes. “Should I go check the guards again?”

“I will have the relevant wizards come and maintain it. I was originally thinking of having Filch help supervise it…” Dumbledore said slowly, “If you are willing to supervise it from the side, then I will trouble you.”

Professor McGonagall waved her hand. "Let me do it! It's no trouble at all!"

"I've pretty much covered everything that needed to be said." Dumbledore stretched. "Vizette, did you come here... to submit your paper? get out of class seems to have ended a little early today?"

“Yes!” Vizette nodded. “I’ve finished supplementing that paper, and I also have some new ideas.”

Professor McGonagall took the paper, sat down, and began to read it carefully.

"A new idea?" Dumbledore repeated with interest. "Sit down and tell me!"

Vizette took out her notebook, turned to a page with a potion recipe written on it.

Dumbledore looked at the potion recipe and immediately felt a sense of familiarity. "Powdered horn of a two-horned beast... fragments of African tree snake skin... mandrake leaves... moonstone powder... dew..."

The Chocolate Frog illustrations show that he and Nicolas Flamel were very successful in alchemy;

In his youth, he participated in the International Alchemy Congress held in Cairo and received the Gold Medal for Pioneering Contribution.

The various materials that can be used in alchemy are actually interconnected with potion-making, so he can naturally use an alchemist's perspective to analyze the purpose of each material.

This potion recipe is quite unique. Part of it is somewhat similar to Polyjuice Potion, while another part involves potion recipes used when practicing Animagus.

“Very interesting…” Dumbledore read for a long time, as if he were chewing on it repeatedly.

After a while, he stroked his beard. "The design of this formula is quite ingenious... You seem to be planning to reliably achieve a second Animagus form?"

“Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore!” Vezel nodded. “Actually, the formula wasn’t my work alone; I also consulted another formula.”

"A second Animagus form?" Professor McGonagall looked up. "I don't recall there being any information about it in the library."

“That’s Vargado’s secret!” Dumbledore laughed. “They’ve kept it a tight secret!”

“Every wizard who learns Animagus from there must sign a magical contract and cannot reveal its secrets.”

Magic schools exist all over the world, and Africa is no exception; one such school is called the Wajadu Magic School.

This school has a very unique admissions method; instead of sending letters by owls, they notify students of their enrollment through dreams.

When a new student is eligible to enroll, the then-principal will act as a dream messenger, not only informing the new student of the enrollment news but also leaving behind a stone with an inscription.

“From what I understand, they aren’t entirely confident they can complete a second Animagus form,” Professor McGonagall said, her voice tinged with eagerness. “May I see it?”

As a professor of Transfiguration magic, I am naturally interested in the secrets of Transfiguration magic.

Dumbledore nodded. "Of course... I'm also very curious about the contents of the paper."

After a moment of silence, Professor McGonagall let out a long sigh of relief. "Using moonstone powder instead of a full moon—that's a brilliant idea!"

"No wonder... those African shamans wear strange jewelry, so that's what it serves? Every time I ask them, they always brush me off with the excuse of 'personal hobby'."

"Professor McGonagall, what you mean by wearing strange jewelry..." Vizette asked curiously.

“They were usually ornaments made of teeth, horns, or feathers,” Professor McGonagall recalled. “Just like you described in your notes, they were used to identify the animal’s features.”

She handed the notebook back to Wizette. "You just said you referenced another recipe. Where did you get it? Did you find it in Sweden?"

“It’s a…wonderful world?” Vizette frowned in thought. “Like an endless universe…and you can see countless stardust twinkling…it’s amazing.”

Dumbledore looked up, his voice tinged with obvious surprise. "You...entered the Otherworld?"

"The Other World?" Vizette frowned slightly. "So that's the name of that place?"

“Names come in many forms… different wizards have different names…” Dumbledore interlaced his fingers, recalling the past.

"At the time, I was representing English youth at a Wisconsin-Gorgemo discussion... and during the post-conference discussion, someone brought this up..."

"They called it 'Alaya-vijnana'... Later, after I returned to China, I consulted a lot of materials and found that it had other names."

"For example, ancient Greek sorcerers would call it 'Logos'; while the ancient British Isles called it 'the Other World'."

“In the distant past, many wizards would share their experiences of entering that place; but now, fewer wizards are able to enter it.”

"Did it originally have a cosmic form?" Professor McGonagall adjusted her glasses. "How amazing!"

“Yes! It’s a wonderful place…” Dumbledore nodded with a smile. “Since it has so many names, the sights that people see will naturally be just as varied.”

“May I ask a question?” Vizette began, “Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, what did you both see?”

“Me?” Dumbledore said wistfully, “a vast, golden valley…”

"There are many crops there, barley, wheat, oats, and many more... I also planted a few crops there."

Professor McGonagall recalled, "I saw an ocean, and I stood on the shore feeding one of the fish."

“I helped grow one of those stardust clouds,” Vizette said, sharing her own experience. “Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall…did you learn anything from that?”