Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 430, Section 424: Another Ancient Magical Script

"Dali, look here."

Hermione shouted excitedly, forgetting that this was a library and needed to be quiet.

Dudley looked in the direction she pointed and found that a small part was missing from the last page of the letter, and it seemed that another page of content was hidden inside.

Without hesitation, I opened the hidden page and found that there was indeed other content hidden inside.

However, problems also arise.

I can't understand what it says on it.

It is clearly not the Macedonian script recorded in the previous pages, but a completely new script that has never been seen before. Perhaps "completely new" is not the right word; it should be called an ancient script.

"It's somewhat similar to ancient demonic script, but I've never seen it before."

Even the brilliant Hermione couldn't figure it out after looking at it for a long time.

Not to mention her, even Dali wouldn't recognize her.

"Another ancient magic script."

Perhaps this is ancient runes, but not the English version. As for where Dudley originated from, he cannot answer.

Currently, the ancient runes in the English school are learning runes, the same runes used by the Vikings in the Norse pantheon.

England was first invaded by the Anglo-Saxons, and then by the Vikings. The native Celts were almost wiped out. The ancient runes that England should have used, which were Celtic, also disappeared along with the Celts, leaving no trace in history. Dudley had doubts when he was learning the ancient runes. He even asked Bathsheda Barbling, the ancient runes professor at Hogwarts, about learning the 'Celtic ancient runes,' but she could not answer him.

Therefore, ancient magic script is the most unpopular discipline, with so few practitioners that it's comparable to alchemy, which relies heavily on talent.

Because there is more than one type of ancient magic script you need to learn.

For ordinary people to master ancient magical literature, they would have to put in tremendous effort; without a certain aptitude for languages, they simply couldn't handle it.

"I think this text is the secret of the Three Sacred Relics of Death. If we can decipher this ancient incantation, we might be able to discover the secret of the Three Sacred Relics."

Seeing Hermione's excited expression, Dudley couldn't bear to discourage her.

It may not be a secret; it could just be a pointless statement.

For example: "In my backyard, I can see two trees outside the wall, one is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree."

The reason for hiding it was simply because it was too much nonsense; no one stipulated that a secret, hidden letter couldn't contain a single word of nonsense.

In short, these are Dudley's thoughts after reading the entire book of letters.

"Then let's put it away for now."

As she spoke, Hermione silently put the letter into her pocket. Anyway, the book was hidden, so even if she took it away, Durmstrang wouldn't find out.

"Hermione, you can check if there are any other hidden notebooks."

While Durmstrang's library certainly has books of magic that you've never read, nothing beats the thrill of finding a treasure trove of magic. In the original Harry Potter series, finding a notebook from Snape's sixth year could make him shine in Potions class.

But these things can't just be explained away.

"There really is one here!"

Hermione's voice echoed through the library.

"???"

Is my mouth blessed?

At dawn, snowflakes fluttered down, the north wind howled, and the world was shrouded in a vast expanse of white.

On the icy field next to Durmstrang School, a powerful voice kept shouting in the biting cold wind.

"Didn't you eat enough?"

"Hurry up!"

"Don't be afraid! Charge straight at us!"

"The best way to eliminate fear is to face it!"

The howling wind, the speeding jeep, the constant roar of the engine, and four figures scurrying about.

Yes, four figures.

Back at Hogwarts, the four of them could take turns resting, and if they were lucky, they would only be chased for five or six minutes at most in the morning. Now, that's simply impossible.

There are now four vehicles on the ice, each followed by a jeep.

The people in front ran for their lives, and the cars behind chased desperately.

Dali was only responsible for standing on one of the vehicles; the rest were chased by the jeeps themselves.

According to Ronald's description in the original work of his father's magical car turning into a "wild car", the jeeps behind the four were "tamed".

The first phase was regular plains training; now we are in the second phase of one-on-one exclusive training.

As for minor issues like catching a cold while running in the cold winter, that's a wizard's job. He can just pour a potion down his throat and it'll be fine.

Such daily routines unfold every day at Durmstrang.

Incidentally, Viktor never returned to training after the first day.

Whether Dudley's training methods were scientific or not, Harry and the others didn't know, but they listened to magic, and at least their wandless spellcasting and dodging abilities were greatly improved, and of course, their physical strength also became better.

"Time's up, today's training is over."

As Durmstrang students prepared to get out of bed for school, Dahlie announced the end of the day's training.

Harry and his three friends collapsed to the ground like dead dogs, panting heavily, layers of white mist billowing from their mouths.

The most striking feature was the plumes of white smoke rising from above their heads, as if they had exploded.

It's a pity they don't know magic, otherwise they could cosplay a weak version of the Z Fighters.

Well, that's not quite right. Holding a wand can still release a few waves, but the waves are a little different.

After letting them rest for a while and helping them up from the ground one by one, Dali said, "Go back to your rooms and take a shower first, then meet us at the dormitory entrance later."

Before they knew it, Dali and his group had been in Durmstrang for over a month, and everyone had gotten used to the cold weather.

During their time at Durmstrang, everyone gained a lot. Harry and Ron reportedly found many good things on the ghost ship, including magical items and precious metals. Neville also obtained many seeds of magical plants in Durmstrang's greenhouse, which he planned to take back to Hogwarts to cultivate.

As for Draco, he got plenty of sleep, which laid a solid foundation for him to grow taller and stronger in the future.

If you still don't grow taller, it must be because you're sleeping in the wrong position.

Hermione and Dudley found many notes left by predecessors in the library, including learning experiences, spellcasting techniques, and self-created magic. They wrote these down one by one, intending to verify them slowly in the future.

As the saying goes, "Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me." Even if you have mastered a lot of profound dark magic, you can still learn something from Durmstrang.

Maintaining a humble heart at all times is also one of the necessary conditions for becoming a spellcaster.

The only thing that Hermione found regrettable was that the ancient magical script in that book was still completely unfathomable.

(End of this chapter)