A Wonderful Use for the Magic Eye

Even for wizards, finding patterns related to magic requires reverse deduction and continuous experimentation through various means, including but not limited to magic...

This process can sometimes be very lengthy, requiring continuous induction to ultimately identify the relevant patterns.

Wizet had already gained a deeper understanding of the related exploration process during Snape's private lessons.

Therefore, he also understood how difficult it was to complete this process.

The Magic Eye, on the other hand, allows one to directly see the patterns themselves.

Wizet can use the law itself to make positive deductions and observe what the law can bring.

It must be said that this is an extremely powerful ability.

However, it should be noted that this ability is closely related to the knowledge one possesses.

If Wizet understands nothing, even if he can use his Magic Eye to see the patterns themselves, he will not be able to make associations or stimulate thinking through the patterns themselves, and thus be unable to make further deductions.

Because the methods mastered by wizards are all based on reverse deduction, they need to draw on enough ideas from this reverse deduction process in order to complete the forward deduction.

The unique nature of the Magic Eye actually aligns well with Wizet's personality and interests.

This magical and extraordinary world has so much for him to study and learn in depth.

Wizet took a deep breath, feeling the taste of Mandrake flow down his throat, into his body and consciousness...

"I see, that's why we need to use Mandrake!"

"It seems our work is finished." Hearing Wizet's words, Dumbledore smiled and put away his wand, as the night sky and the castle rapidly approached them.

Seeing Dumbledore's actions, Flitwick and Professor McGonagall also put away their wands, and the soft moonlight returned, shining down on the Scottish Highlands.

"Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Headmaster Dumbledore, thank you!" Wizet first bowed deeply to express her gratitude.

He said somewhat embarrassedly, "I really didn't expect to cause you so much trouble."

"Of course it's not trouble at all!" Flitwick said with a smile. "I'm very, very happy to be able to help the students of my own academy!"

He emphasized the phrase "students of his own college" and winked at Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore exchanged a glance, shook their heads in unison, and sighed softly.

"Filius, Wizet is certainly a student of Ravenclaw," Dumbledore said.

"Wizet, why don't you share with us what you know, in the Ravenclaw style?"

Wizet looked around and felt the cold wind whistling through her.

This is what nights are like in the Scottish Highlands; now that it's late autumn, the nighttime temperatures are even lower.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, may we go somewhere else? I need to use the Pensieve."

"Using the Pensieve?" Dumbledore blinked. "It seems you've learned how to use Mental Magic. There's a Pensieve in the Headmaster's Office; shall we go there?"

On their way back to the Headmaster's Office, the four of them happened to run into the Weasley twins, who were planning a nighttime stroll, in the corridor on the eighth floor.

Fred and George had just emerged from the portrait when they encountered Professor McGonagall, who had a serious expression and pursed lips.

Even though it was late autumn, Fred and George were drenched in sweat.

George could only manage a forced smile and say, "Ah! Good evening... Professor McGonagall..."

"And Headmaster Dumbledore ... Professor Flitwick ... Wizet!" Fred rubbed his eyes. "You were caught too?"

"Good evening." Dumbledore blinked. "We weren't captured, we just have something to take care of and will be leaving soon."

"Oh, oh, oh!" Fred and George nodded repeatedly, seemingly understanding the meaning behind Dumbledore's words.

They patted the picture frame and shouted the command for the Gryffindor Common Room: "Sherbet Lemon!"

The Fat Lady in the portrait frame looked displeased. She changed into a top hat adorned with bright feathers and prepared to leave her portrait frame to visit other portrait frames.

"Hey! What are you doing? Why are you going back again? You usually go deep into the mountains..."

"Hahahaha! Fat Lady, you're really joking!"

Fred and George burst into loud laughter, drowning out the Fat Lady's grumbling and trying to smooth out Professor McGonagall's furrowed brow.

Dumbledore smiled and shrugged at Fred and George. "Minerva, we should go."

Fred and George breathed a sigh of relief and quickly waved, "Good night! Good night!"

After saying that, the two quickly darted back to the Gryffindor Common Room.

In the Headmaster's Office, the old and frail Phoenix Fawkes perched on its perch and let out a long, deep cry.

This is also why Dumbledore chose to walk; given Fawkes ' current condition, it would be extremely difficult for him to transport someone through teleportation.

Wizet greeted him first, then took out a Dirigible Plum and placed it in front of Fawkes.

Fawkes nuzzled Wizet's palm with his beak, then slowly began to eat the Dirigible Plum.

"Things will be better after Nirvana, but this period will be a bit tough." Dumbledore said as he walked to the cabinet and brought out an ornately decorated Stone Basin.

The Stone Basin is carved with countless Runes, and looks ancient and weathered.

"Checking and categorizing memories is a very difficult thing," he said, looking at Wizet. "Wizet, don't push yourself."

Wizet nodded solemnly. "I have mastered a spell to extract memories, and I have also learned how to use the Obliviation Charm from Professor Lockhart."

"These kinds of Mental Magic seem to be interconnected in some ways... Occlumency also has some similarities, so I didn't force myself."

"Lockhart ..." Flitwick rubbed his temples. "Looks like he can do something worthwhile too."

"Yes," Professor McGonagall nodded in agreement. "It would be great if we could do fewer stage plays during class."

After speaking, she looked in Dumbledore's direction and gestured with her lips.

Dumbledore responded with a wink, and things were progressing smoothly.

Wizet picked up her wand and pressed it against her temple. "Move Spirit Remove Memory!"

His movements were extremely slow, as if he were tidying something up, and after a while he pulled out a silver thread.

The Silver Thread drifted down slowly, disappearing into the Pensieve.

"A very skillful technique," Dumbledore praised. "Gentlemen, let's go in and take a look!"

Sinking into memories, Dumbledore and his companions immediately realized that this was an extremely strange state, seemingly somewhere between reality and consciousness.

Dumbledore couldn't help but praise again, "It's even more exquisite than I imagined! Such a wonderful memory, to the point that it can reduce the influence of personal subjectivity to such an extent!"