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Many magical objects operate on simple principles.
Wizard's Chess, for instance, is merely a bit of Transfiguration.
Everlasting Candles, for example, are just a variation of the Lumos charm.
But to create such magical objects, one faces a multitude of difficulties.
Entering someone's memories is a time-consuming process. The last time they entered Professor Dumbledore's memories to view just a few scenes, it took them an entire day.
Yet now, with his head stuffed full of memories about knowledge, Sean had only slept for two hours.
It had to be said, this was very magical.
As for how Lady Ravenclaw found a material capable of carrying memories and preserving them for over ten centuries, Sean hadn't a clue.
—The scroll had already vanished.
[Special condition encountered...]
[Digesting special condition...]
[Complete...]
The interface notifications chimed three times in succession, leaving Sean slightly stunned.
[Your Charms talent has improved.]
[Wizard Sean, Charms Talent: Pale Purple (Charms Expert Bonus Applied). Note: The average wizard is Green.]
[Evaluation: You possess rare talent in Charms. through study, you will become a true Charms Master.]
My Charms talent improved?
Sean was a little surprised, but he soon understood why.
He raised his hand, intending to cast a Scouring Charm on his robes, which were stained with pumpkin juice. However, a familiar sensation involuntarily arose in his mind.
It was as if he became Ravenclaw herself, casting the spell by following her past movements.
[You practiced the Scouring Charm at a Master standard. Proficiency +300]
When his robes were clean, he inadvertently glanced at the wand beside him.
Wait a minute...
He looked at the hem of his clean robes and fell into deep thought.
Was that... Wandless Magic just now?
Wandless Magic was a skill only wizards with immense power in the magical field could master.
Dumbledore and Tom had both demonstrated such skill.
There was one other person Sean knew who excelled at Wandless Magic: Professor Tyra.
Although ancient wizards almost exclusively used Wandless Magic, by the twentieth-century wizarding world, where wands were ubiquitous, Wandless Magic had all but disappeared in Scotland.
With a little recollection, some memories regarding Ancient Magic became clear in Sean's mind.
"Magic..."
Sean knew this was a memory from Lady Ravenclaw, a description of Ancient Magic.
"...is the description wizards give to the power of making thoughts come true. Firm belief is its banner, knowledge and wisdom are its wings. Aside from these, there are no shackles."
Thinking back on this, Sean's head grew even dizzier. A few seconds later, his vision went black, and he slumped into his seat.
He didn't know how much time had passed before he opened his eyes to see Mr. Owl staring at him with large, round eyes.
"Be content! Be content! Clever little wizard! Greedy little wizard!" Mr. Owl chirped noisily.
Sean realized that using the massive cluster of memories in his head seemed to come with a price.
At least a mental one.
After a while, he suppressed his joy.
He had gained Ravenclaw's wisdom—wisdom contained within knowledge and magical intuition; his Charms talent had improved, and he had unintentionally learned Wandless Magic.
The corners of his mouth turned up as he opened his panel:
[Wizard Sean, Potions Talent: Blue]
[Wizard Sean, Herbology Talent: Blue]
[Wizard Sean, Magizoology Talent: Pale Purple]
[Wizard Sean, Charms Talent: Pale Purple]
[Wizard Sean, Transfiguration Talent: Purple]
[Wizard Sean, Dark Arts Talent: Gold]
[Wizard Sean, Alchemy Talent: Gold]
Two Legendary, three Epic, and two Elite talents now constituted Sean's current potential.
He looked up with satisfaction. By now, the sky was bright, and the owl messengers had finished delivering their mail and were flying off into the distance.
Sean felt he had forgotten something, but with the chaotic memories in his head, he couldn't recall it for the moment.
Meanwhile, in the hospital wing, Madam Pomfrey looked at an empty bed and let out a startled scream.
...
Last night, rain had fallen on Hogwarts Castle. Now the rain had stopped, and the sky was a fresh, crisp pale grey. The grass underfoot was wet and springy.
Sean made a trip to the Forbidden Forest. Since Hagrid had entrusted the forest to him, he always had to be extra attentive.
But an accident occurred. Upon seeing Mr. Owl on Sean's shoulder, Bai furiously transformed into a dragon.
Mr. Owl fled with a shriek, and it took Sean quite a while to soothe the irritable Bai.
Now, he had other tasks to complete, such as giving away the Two-Way Mirrors.
He still felt he was forgetting something but just couldn't remember what.
Walking outside the castle, Sean continued to sort through the memories in his mind—specifically, Ancient Magic.
These spells possessed power Sean could hardly imagine, but their difficulty was equally high.
At least just now, when Sean attempted to cast a spell to uproot a tree, his vision went black instantly.
Lady Ravenclaw's memories gave him the ability to succeed, but they couldn't lower the magical consumption.
And among the spells he found in the memories, very few were easy to use.
Sean sorted out a spell designed to move mountains and smash giants; another summoned lightning to strike down fire dragons...
But most of the time, Sean's opponents lost their combat ability with a single Expelliarmus.
As for the more profound Ancient Magic, those memories were mostly blurry. Perhaps it was because Sean hadn't reached that level yet, or maybe they required specific triggers to recall.
Just like when Sean used the Scouring Charm earlier.
Entering the castle, Sean saw a group of young wizards walking hurriedly past, seemingly looking for someone.
He paid them no mind and headed towards the Transfiguration office and the dungeons.
However, he bumped into Professor Snape halfway there.
Snape's eyes were bloodshot as he stared dead at every corner of the castle.
"Professor Snape," Sean said.
"Sean Green!"
Snape roared, then hoisted him up by the collar.
Sean, confused, only felt himself rising.
With a thought, he transformed into a black cat and quickly leaped onto the windowsill.
He felt something was definitely amiss.
"You dare..." Snape laughed in anger.
The black cat was bewildered, then he saw Professor McGonagall hurrying over as well.
"Sean Green!"
She looked as if she were suppressing panic, her stern face turning furious in an instant.
"Oh, I think this is probably another small accident."
Only then did the black cat see Dumbledore following behind her.
Dumbledore winked at him with a smile.
"Albus, have you finished your paperwork?" Professor McGonagall said.
"Dumbledore, I said I would handle this." Snape stared dead at Dumbledore.