The Real Guardian Chamber?

Etc!

A flash of inspiration struck Wizet.

Since the Imperius Curse has such properties, can it be used to study the soul?

Perhaps the original purpose of the Imperius Curse was to allow wizards to control someone's soul through the simplest means.

However, this magic could clearly have a different effect on Wizet.

As he once told Snape, Dark Magic was merely a tool to him, capable of being both a murder weapon and a scalpel.

Even if casting Dark Magic brings evil intentions, he can avoid it by using Purifying Cleansing Soul Washing Spell to prevent himself from getting into trouble.

After all, he had once been accompanied by Obscurus, and he always needed to be vigilant against the invasion of evil thoughts. He was also quite sensitive to the corresponding effects and could make various adjustments in a timely manner to ensure his own safety.

After learning the Imperius Curse, Wizet walked through the entire room.

After gathering the Ancient Magic Power contained within, Wizet went to a corner of the room.

Observing with the Magic Eye, a pulsating silver-blue light appeared on the ground, very similar to the pulsating light seen in the Mirror World.

"Nox!" Wizet cast the Improved Extinguishing Charm.

A dark Magical Energy Field appeared, enveloping the silver-blue light within it.

He aimed his wand at the silver-blue light, then pulled it upwards, revealing a tall mirror.

This mirror is very similar to the Mirror of Erised; it looks quite impressive.

The difference lies in the embossed border. Unlike the Serpentine Relief of the Mirror of Erised, the embossed border of this mirror resembles rising cyclones, a symbol of Ancient Magic.

The mirror worked perfectly, reflecting Wizet's image as she held her wand.

Upon closer inspection, Wizet noticed that the scenery behind him had changed.

Behind him was a wine barrel rack, while the mirror was completely dark, with only a short staircase vaguely visible.

Ancient Magic: Self-Shaping (Devil's Snare Form)

Wizet transformed her hand into Devil's Snare and slowly approached the mirror, discovering that the Devil's Snare could perceive another place through the mirror.

The area was pitch black, which ironically aroused the perception of the magic network.

Wizet continued to extend the Devil's Snare and discovered on the other side of the mirror a small platform from which a staircase extended downwards.

"It seems this room is just a transit point. The real Guardian Chamber... should be on the other side of the mirror."

After all, this room can be entered with just a spell, but to lift this mirror, one needs to be able to sense Ancient Magic Power.

He extended the Devil's Snare as far outward as possible, slowly walked into the mirror, and descended along the platform.

The other side of the mirror seemed to be built inside a cave, with slightly slippery stone walls and a damp, watery smell in the air.

Before long, Wizet saw the torchlight in the distance, and a tall metal door.

He arrived at the gate and found it to be an exquisite Bronze Gate with various carvings on it.

The most eye-catching feature is the central part of the gate—a vortex pattern symbolizing Ancient Magic Power.

Wizet pressed her wand against the cyclone pattern, Obscurus Core, infusing the cyclone pattern with Ancient Magic Power.

The cyclone pattern slowly lit up, seemingly swaying gently with the surrounding firelight.

A crack appeared in the middle of the Bronze Gate, and with a rumbling sound, the gate slowly opened, revealing an even more spacious cave behind it.

Wizet looked at the cave in the distance, frowning slightly. "It seems that it will be a long time before we can truly reach the Guardian Chamber..."

After some deliberation, he decided to explore this area for the time being and then go back to get a good night's rest.

We'll continue exploring over the weekend.

Perhaps because she hadn't slept on the train, and after her nighttime visit to Hogwarts, Wizet slept very soundly.

As the first rays of morning sunlight pierced through the gaps in the curtains and quietly shone into the dormitory, falling on his face, he opened his eyes and slowly sat up.

While her roommates were still fast asleep, she dressed and quietly left the dormitory.

Arriving at the Common Room, Luna, who had also gotten up early, sat on the windowsill with her knees drawn up to her chest, gazing at the Forbidden Forest in the distance.

Her fingertips gently touched the window, as if she were drawing something.

Wizet walked over. "Want to water the flowers in the garden?"

Luna smiled slightly at Wizet. "Well, I only remembered that I was at Hogwarts when I went downstairs."

Wizet noticed some remaining traces on the window.

It can be roughly seen to be the shape of a horse, but it has wings and looks very thin, so it should not be the eight-legged mythical horse Frigga.

He asked curiously, "What kind of horse is that? Is it in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Thestral are very rare Magical creature. I never expected Hogwarts to have so many!"

As Luna spoke, she pressed her finger against the window and traced a graceful line.

"Just now, a Thestral flew out of the Forbidden Forest and then quickly darted back in, faster than Thor and Diana!"

Following Luna's finger, Wizet could indeed see that the tops of several large trees suddenly swayed a few times.

He used his Magic Eye and saw clusters of blurry Magic Circuit. Although these Magic Circuit were blurry, they gave him a familiar feeling.

He had seen similar Magic Circuit on the carriage to Hogwarts Castle after the Christmas holidays last year.

"So those were Thestral?" Wizet. "The carriages at Hogwarts are pulled by Thestral."

"However, I can't see the Thestral, I can only vaguely sense a little bit of them. What exactly do they look like?"

"Can't see the Thestral, but can sense them a little?" Luna tilted her head, a strand of hair falling to her forehead. "I'll draw them for you! They're quite cute..."

She took out her sketchbook, sketched the horse's body simply, then drew a face like Fire Dragon and a wide wingspan like a bat.

The Thestral were truly emaciated, almost skin and bones, with extremely prominent joints, giving them a mysterious appearance.

"It looks like Death's steed," Wizet suddenly thought. "Should we make it move too? Like that painting from last night."

"Thestral won't do," Luna shook her head gently. "Although they are very cute, many wizards misunderstand them..."

"They think Thestral are scary and like to eat raw meat with a bloody smell, so they consider Thestral to be very unlucky."

"Moreover, not everyone can see Thestral; only those who have witnessed and understood death can see Thestral."

Seeing Luna's somewhat disappointed expression, Wizet remembered something, "Do you remember the Dirigible Plum you sent me last year?"

"I remember!" Luna nodded. "Back then, when you wrote to us, you would mention the seedlings of the Dirigible Plum, but you didn't bring them back during the summer vacation."

"Because it grew so well that I couldn't fit it in my suitcase, I left it at Hogwarts," Wizet explained.

"You mean..." Luna's eyes lit up.

"Yes, in Professor Sprout's greenhouse," Wizet confirmed. "She saw the Dirigible Plum in my arms and kept it."