Bellatrix

Regulus walked to the corner of the Training Room, where several things were placed: a stone the size of a palm, a glass bottle, and an old key.

Those were practice tools he used to practice Spatial Anchor Charm.

He had fully digested the inherited knowledge, truly understood the principles, and built a complete knowledge structure in his mind.

Regulus closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the depths.

There, he established a Library -like classification system, with each category of knowledge having its own area and each book its own location.

Natural Magic is one area, Space Magic is another, Transfiguration theory is a third, Dark Arts is a fourth, and conventional Magic is a fifth.

There are cross-indexes and interconnected channels between the different zones.

This is not a Mind Palace; it's simply information management.

Organize the vast amount of knowledge into categories, establish connections, and make it easy to access.

Just like Potions supplies cabinet, each material is placed in a fixed compartment, so you can take it directly when needed without having to search through a mess.

This system requires continuous maintenance. When new knowledge comes in, its affiliation needs to be determined and connections established. When old knowledge is updated, it needs to be corrected accordingly.

But it's very efficient. As you master more and more spells, recalling the details of a spell used to require searching your memory.

Now, as long as the corresponding area is located, the information will appear directly.

Regulus opened his eyes, raised his wand, and cast the Spatial Anchor Charm.

Magic Power flowed from the tip of the staff, began to focus, and condensed into an invisible point in the air half a meter in front of him.

Anchor point formation.

It's invisible to the naked eye, but perceptible; the Spatial Structure at that point is pinned down, becoming exceptionally stable.

Regulus attempted to cast Levitation Charm on the anchor point.

The spell took effect, but its effect was diminished; the quill floated up a third slower, and it trembled slightly when it reached the anchor point.

It was a success.

Anchor points can interfere with Spatial Structure, indirectly affecting the spatial transmission paths of Magic that relies on spatial stability, such Apparition, Portkey, and even ordinary spells. All of these will be affected when passing through anchor points.

However, maintaining the anchor points requires a continuous consumption of Magic Power. Regulus can currently maintain a maximum of three at the same time, each lasting ten minutes.

In actual combat, one must weigh whether to use Magic Power to maintain the anchor point or to directly use attack spells.

In short, more practice is needed.

He removed the anchor point and walked to the Training Dummy.

During the Star Orbit Meditation, four stars illuminate the mind, allowing one to feel the coldness of starlight traveling across billions of light-years, to feel the slow movement of constellations in the universe, and to experience the contrast between the grand and the insignificant.

Then Spellcasting: "Incendio."

He slightly twisted his wrist, his wand tracing an arc, his mind filled with images of Supernova Explosion, the final brilliance of a star at the end of its life, releasing energy exceeding the sum of its entire lifespan.

Flames erupted from the tip of the staff, no longer the usual orange-red, but incandescent, extremely hot, and hissing through the air.

The flame shape is no longer a jet, but a burst-like pattern.

The flames hit the dummy, instantly carbonizing and charring the leather surface, but it didn't burn because the temperature was too high and burned through it.

A fist-sized hole appeared in the dummy's chest, with clean edges. The wood inside the hole turned to ash, and the room became stuffy.

The Magic Power cost is three times that of a standard Fire-Making Spell. Regulus put down his wand and looked at the hole.

Its power is astonishing, but the cost is too high, consuming three times the resources, far exceeding the Protego.

It requires deep meditation and is almost never used in actual combat.

But it is indeed feasible; the combination of emotional imagery and rational incantations can produce transformative effects.

It just requires more practice to find the balance point—the balance between power and cost, and the balance between the speed and depth of imagery invocation.

He sat down and began to think, pondering the inherited Magic he had just fully digested.

Regulus recalled the memories within those Crystal Ball; they were not merely the infusion of knowledge, but also the direct transmission of his ancestors' Magic insights, experiences, and even parts of their soul imprints.

This requires extremely high Magic skill and soul strength.

Those who leave behind a legacy must distill the essence of their life's learning, encapsulate it in Crystal, and ensure that the inheritor can receive it safely.

Of course, not every family has this ability. The Black family has a long history and profound heritage, which is why only a few of them have survived.

Other families may or may not have such information; even if they do, it would certainly be top secret and would not be disclosed to the public.

Just like his family, he genuinely didn't know about inherited Magic until he learned that his family possessed Magic.

It's virtually impossible to acquire the heritage of another family.

Unless the family is destroyed, its heritage lost, or it is conquered by force and forced to hand it over.

Voldemort could definitely do it; with his power, he could force a family to hand over their inheritance, and they probably wouldn't dare disobey. (Latest chapter <> High-energy plot! Come and Cola!)

A thought flashed through Regulus's mind: what if one day he needed the inherited knowledge of a certain family?

Coercion? Bribery? Transaction?

Or should we wait for the other party to offer it to us?

He didn't know, but at least for now, he had plenty of ways to acquire power.

The Black family legacy, the Hogwarts Library, the guidance of professors, and one's own research and practice.

He then thought about what he could leave for the Black family.

Regulus stood up and walked towards the door of the Training Room.

It's still early; he's only twelve years old, and his journey in Magic has just begun.

In the future, when he becomes truly powerful, when he has his own understanding and creativity, perhaps he will leave behind a legacy.

Perhaps he could avoid repeating the path of his ancestors; he wanted to forge a new direction.

He pushed open the door, and the walls of the Room of Requirement closed behind him.

The Corridor were empty; the Castle slept.

The feeling of having fully absorbed the inherited knowledge is very clear, as if a heavy burden has been lifted from my shoulders, my mind is no longer burdened, and my thinking is more active.

The knowledge that was previously forced upon him now truly belongs to him; he can access it freely, think about it deeply, and extend and create upon it.

Regulus guessed that his father must have also inherited the legacy.

As the patriarch of the Black family, everything about the Black family is no secret to Orion.

But what exactly it was, or whether it even existed, his father didn't say, and he didn't ask. He'll find out eventually.

Late at night in late January, in the Training Room of the Room of Requirement, Regulus sat cross-legged in the middle of the floor with his eyes closed.

The Star Orbit Meditation revolves, Orion unfolds in my consciousness.

The Belt Stars, Alnitak, Alnilam, and Mintaka, are stably bright and form the basic framework.

Betelgeuse is in the upper left corner, its red light fluctuating, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, representing change and outburst.

The Four-Star System operates smoothly, with Magic Power circulating along the trajectory of the stars. With each cycle, the body is tempered slightly, the spirit is strengthened, and the total amount of Magic Power increases imperceptibly.

Now Regulus will attempt to light up the fifth star for the second time.

Bellatrix, located on the left shoulder of Orion, is blue and white, and in Star Chart represents warriors, Protection, and boundaries.

Regulus focused his mind, constructing a model of Bellatrix in his consciousness: its position, brightness, relative relationship with the other four stars, and trajectory.

The model was built successfully, but lighting it up still failed.

The second failure made him realize it more clearly: he had enough Magic Power and spirit, but it didn't fit.

The symbolic meaning of Bellatrix does not match his current state of mind. What that star needs is the Guardian Will, the determination to stay there for something or someone.

Regulus, however, lacked that resolve. He asked himself, what was he Protection?

The answer came instantly: he Protection himself, Protection the path of Magic, Protection his family's business.

But these are interests, not beliefs.

Protection interests is based on calculation; the cost of losing interests outweighs the cost of Protection.

However, the Protection required by Bellatrix is more like a matter of belief; even if the cost outweighs the benefit, one still chooses to persevere.

Regulus couldn't do it, at least not now. He paused his attempt, recalling the process of lighting up Betelgeuse earlier.

At the time, he didn't think too much about Astronomy knowledge; he only knew that Betelgeuse was a red supergiant, a variable star, and that it would explode, representing an unstable but powerful force.

At that moment, he was feeling restless and aggressive. The pressure from Bellatrix's letter and the lingering emotions after the battle created an unstable yet powerful state that resonated with Betelgeuse, causing it to ignite.

But after summoning the Patronus during the holiday, experiencing the power of the mind, and under Professor Flitwick's guidance, accepting the irrational side of Magic.

Looking back now, perhaps he was going in the wrong direction.

Lighting up the stars may not be about building a model and then injecting Magic Power; it should be about finding a point of resonance between one's inner state and the symbolism of the stars.

Having understood this, Regulus relaxed and stopped trying to force a model of Bellatrix.

He tried to grasp the overall imagery of Orion, the stability of the Belt Stars, and the explosive power of Betelgeuse.

There's also a vacant left shoulder position, where there should be a star to serve as a defensive symbol, the shield of the constellation.

He imagined what that star must feel like.

What specific vow do I have to Protection?

No, it should be more abstract: the posture I'm taking here.

Like the walls of Castle, like the boundary markers of a country, like the existence of the Starry sky itself, it does not attack proactively, but any invasion will encounter an invisible barrier.

As his understanding deepened, this imagery resonated with a part of his inner self.