Daily News: The Prophet of Hogwarts

Chapter 293 Wizard Bullet?

After the lecture, an acquaintance from the French Ministry of Magic approached him.

He was supposedly an acquaintance, but he was actually the head of the Auror office at the French Ministry of Magic, and he had been present when they faced the giant bats before.

He seemed to have come specifically to wait for Ryan: "Mr. Ryan, I apologize for disturbing you."

There's only one reason someone would come looking for me during this time: they want me to stand up for them and confront the wizard whose money has been stolen.

Ryan had no desire to get involved in this kind of thing; once he did, he'd be covered in stains.

Furthermore, he didn't genuinely believe that suppressing the wizards' emotions was the right thing to do. At least from his moral standpoint, if a Ministry of Magic couldn't protect citizens' property, then the Ministry was incompetent, and the citizens had the right to vent their discontent. If everything had to be addressed by first addressing the words—

That would be terrifying.

All I can say is that the Leaky Cauldron bar is missing a failed art student who can give a speech.

"What bad luck, sir. My teacher sent me a message asking me to come see him now."

Before the French Auror office director could speak, Ryan shook his head with a regretful expression, looking genuinely sincere: "I'm really sorry, let's talk again another time."

"Oh, okay—okay."

Faced with the teacher mentioned by Lane, the Auror office director couldn't say a word. If it were anyone else, he could have played the family card, the gratitude card, or even the moral blackmail card if he was really shameless. But these things were not very useful when facing Nicolas Flamel.

After all, he was a legendary figure over six hundred years old, and no card could beat him.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Ryan looked regretful and quickly left. As soon as he stepped out the door, he teleported away, disappearing without a sound.

Nicolas Flamel's cottage.

"Teacher, these are the structural blueprints for the Wizarding Tower that I designed after referencing the three ancient martial arts schools: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Termstrong."

Lane moved the thick stack of drawings in front of Nicolas Flamel.

He thought his drawings were good and was waiting for his teacher's feedback.

Unexpectedly, Nicolas Flamel picked up the blueprints, his brow furrowing more and more as he looked at each one: "If you showed these blueprints to alchemists outside the world, they would be amazed. They would be considered legendary figures. But in my opinion, they are far from perfect. The blueprints you have designed simply cannot build the wizard tower you desire."

"You showed me your work on analog storage devices, although I don't have a deep understanding of them yet." Nicolas Flamel's lack of in-depth understanding was roughly equivalent to Ryan's in-depth understanding, so he had a lot to say.

"I can also tell you that your current wizard tower skeleton cannot support the super-large magic storage device you imagine. It will only collapse due to the accumulation of magic, thereby causing turbulence at the elemental level."

He shook his head, clearly dissatisfied with Ryan's assignment: "This shouldn't be your level. With your skill, you should be able to integrate these together."

Finally, he put down the blueprints in his hand: "If you were to modify this wizard tower into wizard bullets, it might be very useful, even more useful than the Muggle weapons that you and that little girl named Penelope replicated."

He was telling the truth. The massive magical power accumulated in an instant collapsed, forming sediment and causing elemental turbulence. It would only affect the elements in a certain area, and the damage it caused was no less than that of a Muggle's strategic weapon. Most importantly, it was all-natural and pollution-free.

"Wizard—Shot—"

The teacher's words weren't really criticism, but rather a tone of disappointment and frustration. Plus, since it was just a completely new way of using it, Ryan didn't know how to respond. He lowered his head, unable to figure out what he had done wrong: "I'm sorry, teacher, I don't understand."

"You've got it backwards. In your own words, you're too close to the forest for the trees." Nicolas Flamel, a man of his stature, saw through Lane's problem at a glance: "Think about it, which of the three wizarding schools' founders originally intended for castles to be used as a repository of magic?"

Nicolas Flamel's words were a wake-up call.

Yes, the founders of the three schools only intended to provide a place for young wizards to live, and they implemented protective measures in the place where the young wizards lived!

Therefore, the castle structure that Ryan saw was not originally designed, but rather patched up by generation after generation of great wizards.

These patches are essentially just protection mechanisms, and there are just too many of them. When they come together, they create a qualitative change, allowing magic to accumulate within the castle!

Therefore, the castle's ability to withstand such immense magical power stems fundamentally from the spells and accumulated magical power of successive great wizards, as well as the continuous strengthening by generations of lesser wizards who formed a unified whole. Over thousands of years, this has endowed the castle with a magical structural resilience!

He simply copied the castle structure, which obviously couldn't support a wizard tower that could hold a large amount of magic power in a short time!

"Thank you for your guidance, teacher!"

Ryan knew what he needed to do next: creating a closed container with strong structural resilience was the most important thing.

"This is a classification of introductory alchemy that I've compiled. You can take it. I'm not quite sure what introductory alchemy is currently covered in the wizarding world, so I'll need your help to organize it. Otherwise, this introductory classification will stump a lot of people."

Nicolas Flamel considered the needs of this generation of alchemists and the next generation of students for a long time, and finally came up with the simplest introductory classification version.

He feared that each generation of students would be worse than the last, to the point that no young wizard would be able to learn something so simple that anyone could do it.

Ryan didn't believe a word of what someone of Nicolas Flamel's caliber called "beginner level." After flipping through the "beginner category version," he was absolutely certain that the "beginner knowledge" in the three major categories of alchemy, matrices, and enchanting in this so-called beginner category already exceeded the comprehensive alchemy skills that Hogwarts students learned at the school.

The truly universally accepted introductory knowledge is not included in these categories, perhaps because the creators of these categories believed that such introductory knowledge should be possessed by any wizard, and there was no need to classify it as an alchemical discipline.

"The content organized by the teacher is very well-organized and has a clear structure, but it may be a bit difficult for beginners."

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"This is difficult!" Nicolas Flamel exclaimed in astonishment. "Isn't this something you can learn in a month of studying alchemy?!"

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

In the end, Ryan left with what he thought could be learned in a month, determined to follow his teacher's line of thought and categorize the knowledge truly belonging to beginners into their respective subjects.

As for the teacher's original version, he thought it could be renamed "Advanced Alchemy Taxonomy".

"Next, we should head to Moon Mountain—no, let's find the wolves first."

Ryan took out the last potion from the ring—a potion prescribed for him by Madam Pomfrey. He had just finished it today, and after drinking it, all the aftereffects of his last powerful attack would be eliminated.