It turned out to be so, it turned out to be so, it was just like this.
The fog that had been plaguing Ian for a long time in front of him seemed to be dispelled by Silencio at this moment. He saw that the road ahead was not just a walk to the top of the mountain.
And... the scenery in the sky after the clouds and fog have cleared.
"Wizards are Gods..."
Obviously.
This compares wizards to possessing the power of gods. Therefore, giving physical rules like God has become a matter of course for wizards.
"Since new rules are given, how come Transfiguration will eventually lose its effect..." Ian did not ask out the doubts in his heart.
Because the next moment he had figured out the answer himself.
Wizards are Gods, the gods in this are actually the magic power that wizards are born with. The magic power belongs to them, so this is also a manifestation of the great power attributed to themselves.
Any form of distortion of matter, as well as the redefinition of the form of matter, is due to the action of magic. Magic, as a "god", is distorting and rewriting the rules of the Creator.
When magic exists on things Transfiguration, it can actually be seen as new rules covering the old rules, and naturally everything can be changed as desired.
However.
If it is separated from the wizard himself, the magic power will eventually disappear gradually, maybe because of the self-correction of the material world, or maybe because of other reasons.
In short, when the magic power to change things disappears, the rules covered by it will naturally reveal their original appearance again, just like the moment Lily. Potter died, her Transfiguration lost its effect.
Because the source of magic no longer exists.
Even if it's not completely worn out yet.
Transfiguration still cannot maintain it.
"Maybe it's not consumption, but the return of magic power?" Ian knew that to verify this guess, he could only use a successful Transfiguration to prove it.
"Vera Verto!"
Ian picked up the wand again and cast Transfiguration on the matches on the table.
This time.
He abandoned complicated thoughts and regarded himself as the creator.
[Successfully cast Transfiguration, Transfiguration level increased]
Ian's personal panel has changed, as has the match on the table. It has turned into a slender iron needle, and there are even wisps of exquisite patterns on it.
"Exquisite spellcasting, perfect understanding!" Even though Professor McGonagall had expected it, she still couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing the finished product of Ian Transfiguration.
Sorting Hat seems to have really made no mistake.
Ravenclaw Descendants separated by thousands of years... so amazing!
"Ian! You are great!" Michael clapped beside him very happily. With the person taking the lead, the surrounding students also clapped their hands whether they wanted to or not.
After all, it is Ravenclaw House and Hufflepuff House.
Ravenclaw students will not be jealous if their classmates in their own college complete their homework. And if someone is happy about such a joyful thing, Hufflepuff will naturally follow suit.
"What on earth did the professor just write!"
"Is it Transfiguration's exclusive technique?"
"Damn it! I didn't see it!"
The conversation between Ian and the professor just now still makes everyone puzzled. Many Ravenclaw eaglets are very upset and feel that they have missed a special teaching.
"Thank you, Professor, I think I understand... but this does not completely answer all my doubts." Ian first thanked Professor McGonagall for his teaching.
Immediately.
He stared at the thin needle on the table and thought carefully.
"Transfiguration's learning is never-ending. At least you have done well at this stage." Professor McGonagall nodded and began to guide the remaining students who have not yet completed Transfiguration.
The classroom was very lively.
Many little wizards who have completed the Transfiguration homework are also repeatedly trying to remove Transfiguration and Transfiguration again, while Ian keeps staring at the needle on his desk.
"A small part of my magic power has fallen silent, but it does still exist in my body..." Ian feels the connection between himself and the needle on the table.
Obviously.
Although the magic power is not really "consumed", the "influence" contained in the magic power has always maintained the shape of the needle on the table.
He could clearly feel that if he cut off this connection, then a trace of his magic power would immediately escape from silence, but at the same time, the "influence" exerted on the match would also disappear.
The iron needle will turn back into a match.
This is beyond doubt.
"The influence that each piece of magic can exert is actually limited. When I exert a continuous influence on reality, the influence contained in this magic will be released into the real world."
"The level of a wizard's magic power determines how much [influence] there is in a piece of magic power. This is why the higher the magic power level on the personal panel, the stronger my magic power is."
The first day of school.
Ian has a deeper knowledge and understanding of magic.
Of course.
This does not mean that his previous understanding was completely wrong.
After all, it was just a wrong path, not a wrong path, it was just an inability to see the more essential side of magic. This is actually related to the magic that Ian has been learning.
Existing magic.
They are all the results summarized by others.
They only need to study based on other people's achievements to reach the area that others have explored, so what Ian has been exploring is other people's things.
Whether it is Charms.
Or Runes, the ancient wizard.
In fact, they are all to better exert the [influence] of the magic and guide this [influence] to the determined direction and results.
Killing Curse leads to death.
Incendio guided combustion.
That's all.
Under such learning.
Even though Ian has realized the limitations of Charms and the more possibilities that Runes has... he has ignored that the magic itself represents infinite possibilities.
"Charms, Runes, they are just means, they are just guidance."
Ian The more I think about it, the more cheerful I feel.
Indeed, as Professor McGonagall said, the magic power of wizards is the foundation of "gods", and exerting [influence] is the real road to heaven!
"Vera Verto!"
Ian wanted to verify his understanding, so he chanted the incantation softly again, and saw that the shining silver needle on the table changed again, and began to turn into green smoke as if it were being peeled off layer by layer.
"Wow! It's smoke! So cool!"
"The same color as the panties my sister wore this morning!"
The little wizards around him exclaimed.
When Professor McGonagall heard the sound and turned around to look over, her whole body was shocked, and her serious face instantly became horrified. She raised her wand without even thinking about it.
"Transfiguration Abort!"
The effect of Charms is extremely overbearing.
The floating smoke instantly transformed back into the original match.
"Ah?"
Ian felt the return of that [influence]. He raised his head blankly and saw Professor McGonagall, who was so kind just now, rushing over like an angry lioness.
"Mr. Prince! Azkaban has no age limit!"
(End of chapter)