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

In the middle of the corridor stands a statue of a one-eyed witch, posing with her back to the corridor and looking back.

Vizette drew her wand and tapped the statue's hunchback. "Separate left and right!"

With a series of soft "clicking" sounds, the statue's hunchback split in two, opening up a narrow passage that was completely dark inside.

Just to be on the safe side, Vizet snapped his fingers, turning them into a devil's net, before bending down and crawling into the narrow passage.

After a week of hard work, he finally completed his first silent spell: Ancient Magic: Self-Shaping (Devil Web State)

However, the silent casting process was not stable enough, so he took a shortcut and used "snap his fingers" as the command to trigger the Devil Web.

Inside the narrow passage was a slide. After sliding for a long distance, Vizet stepped onto a patch of wet, cold mud.

With the help of the Devil's Web, he carefully observed his surroundings and made his way through the new passage in the dark.

Vizette unfolded a map in her mind, absorbing the ancient magical power contained within each area that lit up.

The passageway meanders and twists, resembling a tunnel dug by some giant rodent.

At the end of the tunnel, a steep stone staircase appears, leading upwards and seemingly without end.

This long journey becomes slightly more interesting because it allows one to absorb ancient magical power.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Vizet finally reached the end of the stone steps, where there was a trapdoor.

Vizette used the Devil's Web to scout the area, and only after confirming that no one was around did she finally push open the trapdoor.

Vizette let out a sigh of relief. "Just like Fred and the others said, this is the Honey Duke's cellar."

He glanced back at the trapdoor, which was now closed and blended into the surrounding floor.

……

After some twists and turns, Vizet opened the back door of the Pig's Head Bar, following the route he remembered.

He didn't go up to the hotel; he waited quietly in the lobby.

Not long after, Aberforth, covered in flour, appeared before him.

"It seems you haven't been corrupted by Albus. I thought you'd have to wait until next month to find a way to sneak here. How did you get here?"

This was the second time Vizet had met Aberforth, and it was clear that Aberforth and Dumbledore were like two sides of the same coin.

Dumbledore always kept himself neatly dressed, spoke politely, treated people with gentleness and friendliness, and often wore a kind smile.

Aberforth, on the other hand, was somewhat unkempt and spoke in a gruff voice. His eyebrows, similar to Dumbledore's, were raised high, giving him a rather fierce appearance.

"I learned about a secret passage from a friend," Vizette said.

"The fact that you're telling me about the secret passage means you two have a good relationship." Aberforth raised an eyebrow. "Much better than Aberforth. Come with me!"

The bar lobby was even darker than the Leaky Cauldron, and the air was thick with the smell of mutton. Chewing sounds kept coming from the direction of the bar, where a moving wild boar specimen was grinding its teeth.

Vizette had only taken a few steps when she noticed several menacing glances.

Most of the customers behind the bar were hidden in black robes, but their eyes seemed to glow, exuding a hint of sinister malice.

Several people, upon seeing that Vizette was a child, immediately took off their hoods, smoothed their messy hair, and grinned, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth, hissing and laughing strangely.

Aberforth led Wizette into a side room, which was brighter with candles lit around it.

A long table covered in flour sat in the center, several bags of flour were piled up in the corner, and there were also ingredients such as sugar and butter on the shelves, making it look like a place for making bread.

"This is the Hog's Head. You can still leave now," Aberforth said. "Not only are the customers outside inferior to those at Hogwarts, but so am I!"

Vizette shook her head and asked loudly, "Mr. Dumbledore, what do I need to do?"

“Don’t call me ‘Mr. Dumbledore,’” Aberforth said solemnly. “Just call me Aberforth, and I’ll call you Wizette, it’s that simple.”

“Yes, Aberforth.”

“Hmm.” Aberforth nodded, drew his wand and summoned two round stools, gesturing for Vizet to sit down.

He then took out a strange parchment scroll covered with densely packed, bizarre characters that together formed the symbol of an eye.

When Vizette looked at the parchment, the eyes on it suddenly opened and spoke in a voice that was neither male nor female: "Where is your home?"

Chapter 99 The Mysterious Sheepskin Scroll

Vizette had a strange feeling, as if he had been seen through.

Just as he was about to speak, the parchment scroll seemed to answer its own question, "Autri Saint Cachipol Village, the black castle, is that right?"

Vizette twisted her neck. "Is it that feeling again? As if I'm being seen through..."

He remembered that Snape had given him a similar feeling during the first month of school.

“A very accurate description,” Aberforth said. “This parchment is imbued with Legilimency. Now… look closely at the eyes on it!”

Vizette frowned; he didn't do as instructed, but instead lowered his head.

“Very good! That’s exactly what we want – resistance!” However, Aberforth laughed. “But against a Legilimency practitioner, such resistance might not be very effective!”

Vizette felt as if he had been seen through again, and he subconsciously used the Guardian Meditation Technique to try to block out this feeling of being seen through.

The eye kept blinking, and even the parchment scroll became unstable.

Aberforth laughed even harder, "Not bad! No wonder Aberforth said you have talent, you even have a way to resist being spied on, you are indeed capable!"

"Look me in the eye! Look me in the eye!" the parchment urged, and Vizet continued his resistance.

Just then, flames erupted from the bottom edge of the parchment, bursting forth with a strange silver light.

A silvery light instantly filled the side room, and even though Vizet had closed his eyes long ago, he was still affected.

An image flashed through his mind: the ancient castle he considered home was ablaze, the beautiful gardens turned into a sea of ​​fire, mercilessly scorching everything...

"enough!"

This was the first time Vizet had ever been so angry. The Obscurial Core instantly erupted, and "The Wizarding Manual" frantically flipped through its pages, unleashing the stored ancient magical power.

These ancient magical powers coalesced into more silver-blue chains, attempting to solidify the seal on the core.

However, it was too late. Countless black and red mists pierced through the silver-blue chains and covered Vizet's body, as if coating him with a layer of strange and eerie evil patterns.

The Obscurus that had emerged from his body quickly gathered together, transforming into tentacle-like forms that bound Aberforth and slammed him against the wall.

boom!

The wall caved in as if struck by a boulder, the rumbling sound drowning out Aberforth's cries of pain.

Vizette's eyebrows furrowed, his pupils turning crimson as he roared viciously, "Do you want to die?"

Aberforth looked somewhat disheveled, but put on an indifferent air, even smiling. "Very good! You're much better than Albus! I wanted to see your true colors!"

“At least you still have a real side, instead of completely hiding it! You know, Albus has been incredibly good at keeping secrets since he was a child, as if he was born with a magical contract.”

"He can completely hide himself... Luckily, you're different! You know how to express your emotions, which means you're better than him! What exactly did you see just now? I'm very curious!"

Wizette let out a breath, looked at Aberforth's nonchalant expression, and couldn't help but curse, "Madman!"

"No! Voldemort is the madman..." Aberforth laughed loudly, "I'm just pretending to be mad. The current situation is, Voldemort has his eye on you!"

"You are about to face madness! So you are now in a very dangerous situation! Although I don't know what that piece of paper has created for you..."

"But as long as Voldemort is involved, the scene depicted in the parchment might... actually happen!"

Vizette suddenly felt warmth in his palm; it was the warmth transmitted to him by the phoenix feathers.

He pursed his lips and used the "Guardian Meditation Technique" to try his best to gather the black and red mist back to its core.

Aberforth slid to the ground and coughed violently, blood visible in his saliva.

It took him a while to recover, and he struggled to stand up while muttering to himself.

"No wonder Albus said you have talent... You really can have the Obscurity ability like Credence..."

Upon hearing the familiar name, Vizette raised an eyebrow. "Credens?"

At the end of the movie "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", Credence turned into a tiny Obscurus and disappeared into the ruins.

Although Newt Scamander noticed the anomaly, he did not take any action to stop it.

This is clearly foreshadowing, indicating that Credence will also have a role in the second "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

“Yes… Credence, my… son.” Aberforth coughed twice, spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. “That’s the difference between me and Albus. I’m willing to talk about my pain.”

"Since you've chosen to stay, perhaps you'll have the chance to learn about another Dumbledore from my few words. A Dumbledore different from 'the greatest wizard of our time'."

Aberforth used magic to restore the side hall and then used violence to appease the guests who were about to cause trouble because they were frightened.

After doing all this, he repaired the two damaged stools and put Vizette back in front of him.

"Let's begin the real learning. First, let me ask you a question: What do you think a wizard is? And what is magic?"

What is a wizard?

What is magic?

Upon hearing this question, Vizette was taken aback.

If this were in his past life, he might have said it was part of a novel's setting or a movie's special effects...

Now he has truly become a wizard, entered a real magic school to study, and truly mastered magic. He can sweep away filth with a wave of his wand and use magic to dissolve trolls...

He was somewhat confused. What exactly was a wizard? What was magic?