With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

Professor Babling was also annoyed by the students' questioning: "As a professor, I naturally have my own rules. In my class, the only rule is ability. Whoever can reach the specified level can skip the lecture and do the homework."

As she spoke, she tore off a piece of paper, scribbled a few words in runes on it, and slapped it in front of Malfoy.

"Whoever can translate this passage correctly will be treated the same as Mr. Green."

Upon seeing this, Malfoy immediately began to examine it carefully.

Many young wizards also gathered around, hoping to try their luck.

But this complex ancient runic script made them dizzy and confused. Even if they recognized one or two characters, they couldn't understand what was written on it at all.

"Mr. Malfoy, please tell me the meaning of the above passage. Can you do it? If you can, you can enjoy the same treatment." Professor Barbling pressed her advantage, forcing Malfoy to retreat again and again, then looked around, "Anyone is fine with me, I keep my word."

Malfoy looked at the note over and over again, his face turning bright red with frustration.

Given his skill level, he might not be able to complete this task even after a whole semester.

"Then why haven't we seen Green complete this task?" Malfoy thought for a long time and finally found a loophole.

“Because this is just the most basic use of runes,” Professor Baburin said, taking out a book. “Once you learn this book, ‘A Simple Introduction to Ancient Runes,’ you can also do translations. But if you want to truly put ancient runes into use, the contents of this book are only the very basic foundation. You will need to learn much more.”

Only then will it work.

"But as far as I know, Mr. Levin Green was already able to use ancient runes when he was in first grade."

"Really? I don't believe it!"

Malfoy thought this was too exaggerated. This was ancient runes. No matter how talented Levin was, he couldn't possibly have learned this in his first year.

"You have no evidence at all!"

“Of course I have evidence. That is, he was already able to modify and even create spells in his first year.” Professor Barbling drew her wand. “I remember a spell called ‘Dancing Light’.”

She waved her wand, and a ball of light emanated from its tip, flickering like a firefly in the classroom. The spell was continuously modified and simplified during its development, sacrificing variability while increasing ease of use, ultimately becoming the user-friendly spell it is today.

This is similar to writing software. Ancient runes were like libraries similar to C++ and Java. Although they were very complex, they had many interfaces, making them easy to combine and modify.

However, spells composed entirely of ancient runes are programs written on the basis of a large number of C++ and JVM libraries. They are usable, but the size of a single program is too large—because they include functions that are easy to modify but not used in actual applications.

To transform runes into spells that are easy to use in practice, a lot of simplification is required, removing all the redundant and modified parts and leaving only the necessary components.

This is essentially equivalent to rewriting computer software into an embedded system.

One requires the most advanced CPU to run, while the other needs to run on the worst microcontroller and is ultimately used on the worst platforms such as pinhole cameras and remote controls. The requirements for program simplification and optimization are different.

“If a wizard is only learning how to use spells, then there is no need to come into contact with ancient runes. But if he wants to create his own spells, then ancient runes are indispensable.”

Professor Babling's words were met with unanimous agreement and nods of approval from everyone.

According to her, Levin was indeed a master of ancient times, like Niven.

Over the years, they have indeed frequently seen Levin and his friends using spells they have never heard of or seen before.

For example, the [Dancing Light] spell just now, and the [Anti-Evil Array] that Levin used to repel the Dementors on the train.

Malfoy then remembered another spell called "Animated Rope," which brought back that embarrassing memory:

He and six other older Slytherins were tied up on the ground by Hermione, the little witch, using the "living rope".

I truly empathize with that.

Finally, the professor summarized:

"You've only just begun to learn ancient runes, so don't aim too high. I dare say it's the most complex and difficult elective course, but it's also the most useful and has the highest potential."

"You should now focus all your energy on learning how to translate runes, instead of questioning others."

"In fact, with Mr. Green's level, he is fully qualified to take on the position of Professor of Ancient Runewen—if he agrees, I would be willing to study under him."

After hearing the professor's words, Malfoy felt incredibly ashamed.

He discovered that Levin Green was his nemesis; every time he thought he had found a weakness in the other, he always ended up shooting himself in the foot.

For the first time, the other young wizards understood just how vast the gap in skill level between them and Levin truly was.

Beside Levin, Hermione looked at him with even more adoration.

Chapter 193 Invading Hogwarts

Malfoy was repeatedly proven wrong, and his condition deteriorated further due to the nightmares.

Someone saw Malfoy come to Professor Snape to collect the tranquilizer; it seems that Sadako from the nightmare did a good job.

Conversely, Hagrid, who was previously tricked by him, is now in a much better position.

Following Levin's lesson, his reputation underwent a dramatic turnaround.

This is at least true for the other three houses besides Slytherin.

So he persevered, preparing even more diligently for each lesson on the protection of magical creatures, eager to gain further recognition and affection from the young wizards.

In terms of course selection, Hagrid finally learned to strictly adhere to the standards set forth by Levin.

He posted a table listing the danger levels of magical creatures in his hut—he had never cared about such things before, since most magical creatures weren't as dangerous as he, the half-giant—and then only picked the content for the next lesson from the first three rows.

So after the fairy, the little wizards learned about the Moonfox, the Ballbird, the Catfox, and the Niffler.

These magical creatures are either cute or interesting, and without exception, they are all non-aggressive, thus receiving unanimous welcome from the young wizards.

Of course, Levin wouldn't tell anyone how much effort he went to persuade Hagrid to drop the inclusion of Flobber Caterpillar and Hoclup in the curriculum.

Even Ai Wu dislikes these two kinds of creatures.

If he actually did that, the reputation of the Magical Creatures class would definitely change drastically, making it the most boring course at Hogwarts.

As the course progressed, Hagrid became more and more confident, and his standing in the hearts of the young wizards grew day by day. He was no longer the silly half-giant of the past, but a wild man who loved nature, was interesting, and reliable.

Levin even started hearing that some little witches thought Hagrid was alright and worth a try... who knows what kind of weird tastes that are.

Apart from that, the only Slytherin who didn't like him much didn't cause too much trouble in Hagrid's class.

According to the Slytherin people, Draco Malfoy had already told his father, Lucius Malfoy, about his injury.

But so far, the Ministry of Magic has not received any complaints from him.

At least that's what Onyxia, who works in the Department of Magical Creatures Control, says.

Incidentally, Onyxia has also learned of Aiwu's existence. She wrote six or seven letters to Levin, hoping that he could bring Aiwu back to meet her during his vacation. She is eager to meet her fellow beings from other worlds.

However, Levin felt that Aiwu wouldn't like her.

In fact, Aiwu, who comes from Elysium, dislikes anything too evil, and coincidentally, Onyxia has done quite a few bad things in the past.

Time quickly passed, and the cold month of October arrived.

Levin also started to get busy.

With the Quidditch season approaching, Levin has to train in Quidditch in addition to his regular studies.

Last year, due to the Chamber of Secrets and the Basilisk, the House canceled several Quidditch matches, and the Quidditch Cup was naturally canceled as well—although everyone knew that, given last year's circumstances, Ravenclaw would have won any normal match.

But compared to the true number one, the uncrowned king never feels quite the same.

Roger Davis vowed to make up for this regret this semester.

Levin agreed with his idea, because this semester was also Ciri's last semester at Hogwarts, and Levin naturally couldn't let her have any regrets before graduation.

So the Ravenclaw team began training with the confidence of victory, three times a week.

As winter approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the rainfall is increasing.

But the mud, strong winds, and torrential rain couldn't dampen the Ravenclaw team's hopes of ultimately winning the Quidditch Cup.

It was evening again. After training, Levin and Ciri returned to the Ravenclaw common room together, with Aiwu jogging behind them.

Although she was initially puzzled as to why Levin was chasing the ball on a broom instead of riding her, because she felt that she was much more interesting than the broom, she soon became a little fan of Levin and would watch every training session with great interest from beginning to end.

Training in the rain is a mess; rainwater, mud, and sweat mix together, making you look damp and dirty. But Levin doesn't mind; occasionally stretching his body through Quidditch is a very refreshing thing.

After he helped himself and Aiwu wash up, he came out feeling refreshed, only to find the common room bustling with noise and chatter.

"What happened?" He grabbed Zhang Qiu, who was eagerly gossiping, and the girl happily explained to him.

"Soon we'll be able to spend the weekend at Hogsmeade!" she said, her eyes crinkling with a broad smile. "I look forward to this day every term."

"Are you going somewhere interesting?" Aiwu got excited as soon as she heard this. "Yay! Take me with you, take me with you!"

“Of course I’ll bring Aiwu.” Levin patted Xiaolong’s head, then looked at Zhang Qiu: “What’s the specific date?”

The girl pointed to the words on the bulletin board and said, "Late October. Halloween Eve."

This bulletin board is newly installed.

Then she looked at Levin expectantly: "Should we go shopping together? Just the two of us... maybe we can take Aiwu with us and go to Honeydukes and buy a whole bunch of chocolates!"

Hearing this suggestion, Levin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Well, you know, I'd be happy to agree, but... it seems like I have quite a few friends who need my company... so..."

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"Oh...I see." Zhang Qiu lowered her head, feeling somewhat disappointed.

This made Levin feel a little guilty; he wasn't the kind of person who would take it for granted when others fawned over him.

So he thought for a moment and then said, "However, if I can spare some time, it wouldn't be a problem to stroll around by myself for a while."

"Then it's a deal!" The girl immediately perked up again, clapping her hands with him to signify their agreement.

"Well, it's a deal."

Actually, it wasn't just Levin and his group who were discussing this.

The third-year wizards were the most enthusiastic in their discussion, as it was their first time participating in such an event, and none of them wanted to miss this trip.

The young Ravenclaw wizards were sending their permission forms home to get their parents' signatures.

For students like Levin and Shirehong who don't have parental signatures, the professor has to be responsible.

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Professor Flitwick has already prepared everything for them.

However, on the night before Hogsmeade Day, an accident occurred.

After dinner, everyone returned to their respective lounges as usual.

Levin was about to wash up and rest when he suddenly heard Professor Flitwick's voice echoing in the common room, so he had no choice but to hurry to the common room in his pajamas.

Professor Flitwick didn't tell everyone the reason; he simply led everyone to the auditorium.