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Hogwarts: Wolfman at My Door
Chapter 251

Magic Treasure Book and The Path of the Dark Magic Fairy

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Early the next morning.

The Great Hall at Hogwarts was packed with people.

Although you can watch the live stream in the dormitories or lounges, the Great Hall has a better atmosphere.

You can also watch while you eat.

In the four scenes, Phoebe and Krum also got up early.

The two met in a corner of the lounge.

"Why is there only one you? Where is the other you?" Phoebe asked while closing her eyes to enjoy the music.

"In the Great Hall. I'm trying to find traces of Potter or Diggory," Krum explained.

"The Sorting Ceremony at Hogwarts in this world isn't like the Sorting Hat, where the freshmen's choices are based on their own ideas. So it's unlikely that those two would be sorted into Slytherin just to avoid us and make it easier to do their tasks."

"Diggory should still be in Hufflepuff. Potter is among us freshmen."

Phoebe raised an eyebrow. "So one of you will go to the Great Hall to find Diggory among the Hufflepuff freshmen, while the rest of you will stay at the dormitory entrance and search for Potter's whereabouts."

Krum nodded. "Neither of them are good at hiding their emotions. In fact, neither am I."

"None of us expected the trial to take this form. I didn't bring anything with me except my wand."

"This is a huge disadvantage for me."

Thinking about the steampunk-style alchemical tools he carried, he felt a pang of sadness.

Optics users spend a lot of effort integrating these techniques into their own fighting style.

"What did the Prewett Brothers say?" Phoebe asked tentatively.

(Dumbledore his fist, "Brilliant!")

(Mrs. Weasley's face instantly darkened. "A cunning Doxy.")

(For some reason, she just couldn't stand this girl. And it wasn't just because she was an obstacle to her brothers' resurrection.)

"Them? That's probably my only advantage." Krum's mood improved slightly. "They can give me ideas anytime."

He overlooked the fact that the Prewett Brothers could also help him fight.

"So you can communicate with Heroic Spirits," Phoebe said with a smirk. "It seems this is an advantage of permanent Liberation."

Krum looked gloomy. Had I been tricked?

"You can't?"

Phoebe nodded, "Judging from your example, Heroic Spirits have become our Magic Immortal Artifact."

"I inquired about some things yesterday, and it's very difficult to get the name of my Magic Immortal Artifact so I can talk to it."

"Except for a few geniuses, most of them were in their sixth or seventh year of junior high school when they were first liberated."

"Initial liberation?" Krum asked curiously. "That means—"

Phoebe stroked the handguard, "If the initial liberation is to fully develop one's potential, then the Second Stage Liberation is to combine the self that was cut off in the Magic Immortal Artifact to achieve a result greater than the sum of its parts."

"I've heard that Dark Magic Fairy can unleash the power of their Magic Immortal Artifact more easily than other fairies. They don't need to communicate with themselves; they can simply tap into their own dark side and control it by relying on the purity of their spirit."

"The only drawback is that this will cause the elves to be corrupted, and after being reborn as elves, they will be unable to transform into human form through cultivation."

"That is to say, it can only remain in its initial state for a long and boundless period of time."

"That was a nightmare," Krum agreed.

He seems to have already seen himself become the Golden Snitch, only able to vent his loneliness by participating in Quidditch Match as a prop.

"Wait," he suddenly looked at Phoebe, "Your elf is in human form."

"So you can use the Dark Magic Fairy's method?"

Phoebe nodded proudly, "In fact, this is the path that many fairies who are humanoid would choose."

"The fairies in Gryffindor who chose the path of the Dark Magic Fairy all did so for this reason."

(Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief. "So the Dark Magic Fairy isn't necessarily Slytherin fairy. Maybe Harry's looking in the wrong direction.")

("Phoebe's spirit is also in human form, so she has a chance of winning first place.")

(Cho Chang's heart skipped a beat. So, that means Saide.)

"Why are you telling me all this? You're not that shallow, just trying to show off." Krum frowned.

"Form an alliance." Phoebe rose gracefully. "This mission is not a winner-takes-all event, but rather based on contribution rankings."

"With both of us exposed, joining forces is a better option."

"To put it bluntly, I am the strongest of all the Champion at this stage."

"I just want you to understand that because of my advantages, you have no chance of beating me in the future."

"Can we cooperate properly?"

"Your ability to gather information and search for clues using two different methods is very useful."

"Okay," Krum said in a muffled voice.

That's it, Harry Potter's advantage is gone.

Upon seeing this, almost all viewers came to this conclusion.

Meanwhile, on the other side, soothing music began to play.

Harry opened his eyes.

My hand unconsciously reached for my glasses on the bedside table.

But the clear vision before him, along with the daily schedule and notices displayed on the wall, reminded him that this body was not nearsighted.

"There's one more hour until class starts. Today's lessons are: A History of Magic, Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures, Nature, Charms."

Five classes a day! Is this really first year?

"Important Notes: Please collect your Magic Treasure Book (Dark Magic Fairy uses Dark Magic Script Great Hall."

Meanwhile, in the Slytherin dormitory, Cedric, who had been awakened by the cold shadows, also discovered this information on the green wall that he could see as soon as he woke up.

"A History of Magic, Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures, Natural Philosophy, Charms."

(Ron exclaimed in surprise, "Why are all the classes at the same time? Are all the classes in Gryffindor and Slytherin taken together? Or are all four houses together?")

Ron's doubts were quickly answered.

In the enormous, Roman Beast Arena -like classroom, students from the four colleges sat in distinct groups.

Standing in the center of the 'Beast Arena' was a dashing short-haired woman.

She didn't speak for a moment because everyone was exploring the Magic Treasure Book / Dark Magic Script they had just received.

(While everyone else was marveling at the magic of the Magic Treasure Book / Dark Magic Script, Ron said with a mixture of envy and doubt, "If she were our A History of Magic professor, I guarantee I'd be fully engaged for the entire class! But why isn't the professor that ghost Binns?")

(Ginny glared at her brother. "Here we go again. First Aunt Muriel, then Madam Rosmerta, and now this professor. Ron, you really should get a girlfriend. Maybe that will make you smarter and prevent you from forgetting that fairies become elves after they die and most likely won't stay in the Tree Realm.")

(Ron's ears turned red. "Who said I don't have a girlfriend? Hermione said before that someone was interested in me.")

(Ginny: "Is it true?")

(Hermione said awkwardly, "It's true. But I don't know if she's still okay after what happened yesterday.")

(She looked at Lavender, who was still secretly gazing at Ron with Lavender, as if under a love spell.)

Hermione was about to say that it was now confirmed when the short-haired woman began to speak.

"Alright, you've all had enough of the Magic Treasure Book."

A chorus of boos erupted from Slytherin's side, and someone corrected, "It should be Dark Magic Script!"

"Quiet!" the woman said, waving her riding crop.

It made a short, crisp whooshing sound in the air, which also silenced the Slytherin.

Harry woke up with a start.

The long, rectangular block in his hand, which looked entirely like it was made of obsidian, was truly amazing.

After registration and binding, only his magic can activate this long, small square.

The screen will light up after you input magic.

It connects to the library, where you can browse countless publicly available books.

At the same time, it records the student ID of each Little Magic Fairy. Little Magic Fairy can contact each other by entering the other's student ID, just like a telephone in the Muggle World. They can also have video calls like Two-Way Mirror, or simply communicate by text or voice, or simply send pictures.

At the same time, it is also a wallet, where all currencies are stored in digital form.

You can pay to read books and papers.

You can use it to shop at various stores, buying things from the other side of the world without leaving home. You can also pay offline by scanning the store's barcode with the back-end window.

Money can be transferred between each other.

Furthermore, I also use it to do my homework.

In short, it has far too many functions.

There are still many things he hasn't figured out yet.

Touching the screen with your finger and pointing it at the small icon that displays the function will bring up a manual and a video that are both incredibly long and captivating.

If the professor hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten he was still in class.

"Since you're so interested in it, let me start by telling you about its history."

"Whether it's the Magic Treasure Book or the Dark Magic Script, it's just a name."

"It was originally called Two-Way Mirror."

"Two copies are made, and you can see the image in the other mirror and have a conversation with it."

"Invented by Nick Flume in 1230. Relying on the Philosopher's Stone, the Great Magic Immortal, became a renowned Object-Grasping Magic Fairy in the Cloud Realm."

"However, the one who solved the problem of excessively expensive materials and made it so multifunctional that all the fairies consider it as indispensable as elves and Magic Immortal Artifact is not him."

"It was Steve Jobs, born on February 24, 1455, who died as a fairy on October 5, 1511, and ascended to the Mountain Sea Realm."

"He graduated from Ravenclaw School of the Blue Magic Fairy and is an outstanding Object-Grasping Magic Fairy."

"He and his team are still constantly researching and innovating in the Mountain Sea Realm."

"It covers everything imaginable, including communication, social media, entertainment, navigation, shopping, learning, and health."

"Our Magic Treasure Book needs to be updated almost every year."

"We cannot live without it in any aspect of our lives."

"Hey you with the blond hair, what's your problem?"

Seamus stood up. "You just mentioned health. How does it function at the level of health?"

The woman took out a magic book and demonstrated, "You can look at the first page, it has personal icons on it."

"Inside are your personal information, student ID, and wallet."

"There are also Mind Stone doctors."

"Click to view, and you can see your Mind Stone state."

"White light and black mist respectively represent your Mind Stone tilting towards the positive or the negative."

"Furthermore, the intensity of the white light or black fog will be scored below."

"You can decide on your own magical direction."

"To give an example, imagine you are Dark Magic Fairy, but you find that everything is white light."

"Either you choose to become the White Magic Fairy, or click the appointment button below to contact the school doctor."

Nobody asks why the body isn't monitored.

For the Dark Magic Fairy, the changes in their bodies conceal their "path," a secret of their family.

As for other magical fairies, their bodies are merely visas for staying in the Tree Realm, which they will eventually discard upon ascension, and are therefore completely unimportant.

"Alright, let's get down to business."

"I haven't even introduced myself yet."

"My name is Margaret Hill. You may call me Mrs. Hilda."

"Next, I will tell you about the Previous Life and present of the elves."

"Is it House-elf?" Harry, a first-year student, teased.

Daniel Harry frowned, disgusted. 'Why do I look so much like Malfoy?'

(Snape nodded with satisfaction. "This is the 'good' child James Potter raised.")

(This was the first time he had ever seen Harry so adorable, compared to the Harry his father was when he was alive.)

"Of course not." Mrs. Hilda raised an eyebrow. "Gryffindor loses one point!"

"Because of your meddling, Mr. Potter."

Harry, a first-year student, shrugged indifferently and bumped fists with Neville.

"The elves are creations of the great Balala."

"The Dark Magic Fairy's Sprite".

"It is precisely because of this that they have invented numerous methods to preserve their physical bodies, even at the cost of serious side effects."

"These alarming side effects are what the Dark Magic Fairy call the 'Bronze Path'."

"The [Silver Path] has almost no side effects, or even severe side effects but grants Superman abilities. [Pale Ghost, [Cyclops], [Diamond Blood Race], [Alpha Wolf], and [Headless Knight] are among them."

"And the side effects of the [Golden Path] become Superman advantages: the [Dragon Bloodline] who wields the power of dragons; the [Dragon Giant] who, at their peak, can cross seas and support the heavens; the [Immortal] who wields the breath of death and can walk between life and death; and the [Alien] who Shapeshifting and even more powerful than the Red Magic Fairy."

Draco Malfoy winked at Cedric.

Cedric lowered his head; he simply couldn't find a reason to refuse.

He could only secretly vow to focus solely on studying the "Golden Path" and neglect other tasks.

(Malfoy and the others in Azkaban looked on with longing.)

(Voldemort sighed, "Now I know why 'I' failed. I probably wouldn't be a match for any Dark Magic Fairy who has walked the Golden Path.")

(Grindelwald's ears twitched as he listened intently, searching for inspiration—the possibility of replicating this in the world.)

(Dumbledore disappointed. His initial glimpse revealed that the mission might not be so simple. Even if the target was no longer Tom or Gellert, but a student, that student in this world might be even more difficult to deal with than Voldemort himself.)

When the bell rang, the students and audience members were still in a daze.

Mrs. Hilda said, "Each of you must write a paper and submit it to me about the origins of beast-like spirits. Each paper should be 500 words long and emailed to me by Monday morning. Use the Magic Treasure Book. Don't ask me how to send it. Figure it out yourselves."

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