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

An enormous mirror stood before the window, blocking out the light.

This is an incredibly grand mirror, reaching to the ceiling, with exquisite serpentine reliefs on its frame.

The snake-shaped sculpture supporting the base looks especially lifelike, as if it might pounce forward at any moment to hunt and tightly coil around its prey.

In fact, Vizette had seen this mirror just two nights ago.

Dumbledore was lying in ambush in the headmaster's office at the time. He entered the basement through this mirror, which not only protected Harry but also subdued Voldemort.

The magical world contains so many wondrous things;

Whether it's magical plants, magical animals, moving paintings, or even all sorts of everyday objects, they may all possess unimaginable magic.

Just like this mirror, it also possesses unpredictable magic.

Vizette approached the bird perch. "Fox, where's Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Fox first shook his head, then stretched his neck forward, flew to the desk and paced a couple of steps.

"Are you asking me to sit down first?" Vize pulled out a chair, but her attention still couldn't help but fall on the mirror.

He saw three different images in the mirror.

The image on the left is a pitch-black chaos, with occasional flashes of ash-like red light;

These ashen red lights would occasionally converge to form a very strange and grotesque pattern;

The image resembled a skull with its mouth open, from which a thick python emerged, writhing like a tongue.

Looking at the pattern, Vizette felt a strange sense of familiarity, as well as a peculiar sense of control that was both close and distant.

It seems that the pattern already belongs to him, but because he cannot understand its essence, he cannot fully grasp it.

After a while, he stopped looking at the chaotic scene and turned to look at the center.

The middle scene shows him reading, as if he were immersed in an ocean of books;

Whether on the sides or behind, stacks of books, like pillars, reach all the way to the ceiling. These books are endless, and you can't see the end of them at a glance.

The image emits a faint light, framing the two sides of the scene, as if asserting sovereignty;

It seems to be trying to illustrate that the image in the middle is dominant.

The scene on the right is pure white, like a snowfield, but much warmer. It seems to be free of any dirt, a truly flawless scene.

Vizette was drawn to the mirror and stood up, pacing back and forth in front of it, wanting to see what would happen.

The images on the left and right sides remain unchanged; only the image in the middle reflects his movements, showing him pacing back and forth as if nothing had happened.

Vizette looked to the side and asked, "Fox, what do you see in this mirror?"

Fox tilted his head, flew to the mirror to look at himself, then blinked, flapped his wings at Vizet, and patted his chest.

"So...you saw yourself? This is just an ordinary mirror? You didn't see any darkness or pure white?"

Fox nodded twice, which was considered an answer to the first two questions;

It shook its head again, denying what Vizet had said next.

"That's really amazing..." Vizet murmured, casting his Magic Eye, trying to discover the mirror's secrets in this way.

The moment he cast his magic eye, the serpentine relief carrying the mirror came to life.

They burst forth with lightning speed, lunging forward and binding Vizette tightly.

Vizette immediately interrupted her Eye of Magic, her hand just barely grasping the wand, and then she waved the wand while chanting the spell: "Knox!"

The surrounding light dimmed, and he immediately used his Devil's Net technique to try to pull away the snake-shaped relief that bound him.

However, in the next moment, the mirror suddenly burst out with a bright silver-blue light, completely engulfing him until he disappeared into the principal's office...

Chapter 121 The World in the Mirror

Professor McGonagall's voice rang out, "Albus, if Professor Quirrell is unable to take the position, then we need to look for a replacement teacher for next year."

Dumbledore's gentle voice rang out, "Of course! I'll take care of it during the summer vacation!"

He walked into the open principal's office and saw Fox hovering in the air. "Has anyone come in just now?"

Fox nodded, picked up a feather, and placed it in Dumbledore's palm.

“Vizette came over?” Dumbledore murmured. “And now? He’s gone back to celebrate? That’s not like him…”

Fox flew to the Mirror of Eris and circled around it again and again...

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When Vizette regained consciousness, she found herself in a large, dimly lit hall.

He subconsciously raised his hand, the warmth in his palm quickly dissipating, leaving only a faint connection.

As he arrived, the dimly lit hall gradually brightened, revealing its true appearance.

The hall was constructed from massive blocks of stone, with a layer of gleaming gold metal poured into the gaps, making the walls appear seamless and extremely sturdy.

Whether it's those giant rocks or the gleaming gold metal, they are all engraved with countless words and symbols, radiating a silvery-blue light.

The silvery-blue light shimmered slightly, and the carved characters and symbols seemed to come alive, wriggling and slithering like snakes.

"A silvery-blue light?" Vizette cautiously walked to the corner of the wall, using her body to block the light behind her and create a shadow.

His fingers transformed into a devil's web, gently caressing the silver-blue words and symbols on the wall, giving rise to a unique feeling.

In this grand and spacious hall, he did not feel oppressed or have any other negative emotions.

He even felt like a fish in water, as if this place existed only because of him.

"Could these words and symbols contain ancient magical power? And have they weakened my connection with Fox?"

He murmured to himself, gripping his wand tightly in one hand, and once again cast the Eye of Magic.

With the help of the Magic Eye, countless silver-blue lights appeared on the wall.

Just as he expected, the silver-blue characters and symbols were imbued with ancient magical power that had been nurtured over time.

Vizette could sense that these ancient magical powers were about to emerge and could be absorbed directly without any exploration.

Everything that happened after he saw the mirror was so sudden and bizarre that he dared not let his guard down.

He maintained a posture that allowed him to cast spells at any time, rapidly absorbing the ancient magical power.

The Wizarding Manual appeared at that moment, its pages turning rapidly, storing all of this power.

The ancient magical power in the hall was completely absorbed, but a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the central area, flashing with silver-blue light.

The silvery-blue light danced up and down, like a newly dug spring, constantly gushing out more and more light.

Vizette gripped his wand tightly and slowly approached the silver-blue light, immediately sensing something strange—the silver-blue light was calling to him through the wand.

It seemed that simply raising the wand high would make the silver-blue light surge even more intensely, revealing the hidden truth.

He recalled similar plots from novels from his previous life. If he truly answered the call of the light, he might return directly to Hogwarts, or he might trigger some kind of magical trap.

Instead of making a move rashly, Vizette stepped back a distance, frowning as he fell into deep thought.

"This place contains so much ancient magical power; if we turn on the light, perhaps the trials within will be revealed?"

After all, his sudden arrival in this magnificent hall and the acquisition of considerable ancient magical power must have been preparations for some kind of test.

Perhaps only by completing the test of the silver-blue light can we obtain a way back to Hogwarts.

To be on the safe side, Vizette did not intend to continue hoarding the ancient magical power she had unexpectedly acquired. Instead, she began to consider how to use it to prepare for the possible challenges ahead.

Devil Webs can be very useful; just two days ago, he even used several Devil Webs to tear a mountain behemoth to shreds.

However, the devil web's drawbacks are equally obvious; like the real devil web, it fears warmth and light.

"If we could use improved magic to modify the Devil's Web...would it be possible to eliminate these shortcomings?"

Vizette pondered, trying to infuse it with ancient magical power, but received no response.

"What if we directly infuse it with ancient magical power to enhance it...?"

This attempt also went unanswered.

After these two attempts, Vezet had a sudden realization.

After that herbalism class, he gained a better understanding of the Devil's Web and also observed its magical circuitry.

It was precisely because of this comprehensive understanding of the Devil Web that "The Wizarding Guide to Combat" was able to respond, and "Ancient Magic: Self-Shaping (Devil Web State)" appeared on the pages of the book.

As Professor McGonagall stated, Transfiguration is the most complex and dangerous of all magical subjects.

Even a powerful book like "The Wizarding Guide to Combat" would cautiously provide assistance to Vizet based on his level of knowledge, to avoid him falling into the trap of losing sight of his true nature.

"If I want to improve the weaknesses of the devil web, I need to cultivate such a devil web myself and learn an interesting little tidbit of knowledge..."

Vizette murmured and continued to consider which spells could be used for improvement.

Ultimately, he settled on the Lights Out spell.

Under normal circumstances, this magic works well against small light sources such as candles.

This magic is a common life magic, and Vizet found it very easy to use, making it very suitable for improvement.

Having made up his mind, he set about fusing the Lights Out Spell with improved magic, and a new record appeared in "The Wizarding Guide to Combat":