The next day, Thelma approached Sean with some photos.
It is not a black and white photo of moving characters like those in the wizarding world, but a static color photo.
"About a magic spell?" Sean took the photo doubtfully.
Thelma explained: "You know, my parents are archaeologists, and many of the current ruins are actually related to wizards. They sometimes come into contact with these things during the archaeological process."
Sean nodded. Archaeologists are probably the profession among Muggles that have the most connections with wizards. To be precise, they have the most connections with wizard ruins.
The group of wizards only began to form large-scale communities after the Middle Ages. Before that, the largest group of wizards was often just a family or a circle of acquaintances.
This also leads to the fact that many ruins left behind by wizards after their death are often contacted by Muggles first.
Under normal circumstances, ordinary wizard relics will not cause disasters and accidents. After all, ordinary wizards will not idlely set up defenses and trap magic in their homes that last for hundreds of years. If there is an accident, the Ministry of Magic will send staff to solve it.
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As far as Sean knows, many museums have wizard objects in exhibition cabinets, and they are no different from ordinary cultural relics.
For example, the Egyptian pyramids contain wizard-created artifacts, but the actual development and excavation was started by Muggles. In the early days of archaeology, many archaeologists and staff encountered terrible accidents, and then gradually turned into folk myths and legends. Those actually
It was a magical accident that no one dealt with.
Later, the Egyptian Ministry of Magic cooperated with the highest levels of the Egyptian government to open the harmless pyramids to tourists, while some of the pyramids that were still dangerous or retained the creations of wizards were closed.
Likewise, there are still many undiscovered wizarding sites around the world, large and small.
The first people to be contacted are often archaeologists.
The photo handed over by Thelma showed a brownish-yellow weathered stone surface, with a raised hollow hemisphere in the center. The hemisphere was shiny, with a dark gray metallic color on the surface, and the blue in it could be vaguely seen.
Color lines.
"This is... the magic metal created by alchemy. The main body should be made by fairies." Sean squinted his eyes and observed, and then said.
The characteristics of magic metal are very obvious, and judging from the degree of weathering of that wall, it must have been hundreds of years ago. Only fairies could create that hollow craft at that time.
Thelma nodded: "Yes, that should have been left by a wizard."
"What about the spell...oh...has it been revealed?" Sean paused for a moment to react.
This unknown magical creature is obviously in a triggered state.
"Yes, the spell is revealed above the hemisphere. The camera cannot capture it. It can only be observed with the naked eye at a specific angle at close range." Thelma said.
It has its own magic to avoid observation and magical records, which is one of the characteristics of the orthodox creations of ancient wizards.
"My parents discovered it during an expedition during the summer vacation, and it was later taken over by the local Ministry of Magic. Because I was a wizard, their memory was not erased, but I was asked to keep it secret. However, my parents remembered that
I studied the font shape of the spell for a while, it is a Swedish-Norwegian runic font, and it is interpreted as a spell."
Sean looked at Thelma in confusion: "Well, you know that I, Rune, haven't even crossed the threshold, and Professor Bablin should be better at this kind of problem, right?"
Thelma looked excited: "That's just a spell. It's not an ancient spell. It's a spell recorded in runes. If you cast it using the ancient magic method, that spell won't work."
Take effect."
Now Sean became interested. The magic spell Selma mentioned should be the universal magic spell, also known as ancient magic. Ancient magic is different from ancient magic. This kind of spell has not changed much from ancient times to the present. Modern wizards
It can be cast without the cooperation of rune symbols.
This type of magic is either very versatile or has very strict conditions for casting, and very few of it has been handed down in the modern wizarding world.
Sean had guessed that the love magic cast by Lily in the original novel was one of this kind of ancient magic.
"Then why are you looking for me?" Sean didn't understand again. This kind of curse can be answered by looking for Professor Flitwick.
Thelma showed a thief-like expression for the first time. She looked around to make sure there was no one around, then she leaned next to Sean and whispered.
"I suspect that it is a piece of black magic."
Dark magic... Sean nodded in understanding. This was considered a Ravenclaw student. The eaglets were not as repulsive towards dark magic as the lion cubs.
When they were in Nurmengard, the learning progress of the Little Eagles was always faster than that of other colleges in the magic attack and defense courses.
Thelma came closer again, her eyes glaring: "Sean, no, President - hey, I know, you know a lot of black magic. In the magic attack and defense course, you are always the one who masters the fastest.
, just like the blood loss curse, which is obviously an improved version of the black magic blood-boiling curse. The beginning and root of the spell have changed, and the pause has changed, but the wand movement has changed very little.
"In the big class, Professor Gulei called you up to demonstrate. There is a downward pressure in the starting movement of the blood loss curse. Although your movement is very fast, I still saw that you habitually start from the upward movement of your right hand.
, that is actually the starting action of the Boiling Blood Curse, right? Removing the pressing action has no effect on the spell itself, it will only increase the wizard's initial magic output a lot. This must be done by someone who is familiar with the Boiling Blood Curse.
Actions……"
Looking at the excited Thelma, Sean tried to blink innocently. She was right. When he became familiar with it, he also discovered that the blood loss curse was an improved version of the boiling blood curse. Being familiar with the curse, he would naturally omit the special words subconsciously.
Necessary action.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No, wait a minute..." Sean narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Ms. Murphy, are you familiar with it too?"
Thelma's expression froze: "Well, well..."
"uh-huh?"
The fifth-grade senior's face changed, and she finally lay on the table with a rather broken look: "Okay, I have practiced black magic secretly - but there is nothing I can do about it. As the daughter of an archaeologist, I can't do anything about it."
Isn’t it inevitable to remain curious about all kinds of mysterious things?”
"And..." Thelma's expression didn't know whether it was distress or something else, "I seem to be quite talented in learning black magic..."
Coincidentally, I am also very talented, very talented...
The two looked at each other awkwardly, and finally reached a consensus.
"It doesn't matter if you understand it, you must pay attention when using it."
The topic returned to the curse, and Thelma wrote the spell on the parchment.
"Clean the heart, purify the body, enter the body with the holy blood, break out of the cocoon and be reborn."
Sean looked at this spell with some confusion. Just looking at the meaning of the word, it seemed to be some kind of enhanced magic. The root of the word was very redundant, but it was also consistent with the long spell of ancient magic.
"Looking at the meaning of the word, spells involving blood are generally related to dark magic, so I don't dare to test it. You are more experienced and have studied with Mr. Grindelwald for a while. How about it? Do you have any clues?"
Thelma asked enthusiastically.
"It doesn't seem like black magic..." Sean murmured.
He glanced at the system panel just now. With his current black magic talent, even if it was just a spell, he would quickly understand the effectiveness of this spell.
But no new spells appear on the panel.
"Is there a wand sign?" he asked.
"No, that's all I translated, no gestures."
"Well, where did your parents see that?"
"Huaxia. They are actually not at the scene. The wall was moved from the ruins. The local archaeological experts from China are the first witnesses to the scene. Well, here are some photos of the scene." Thelma took the rest of the photos.
The photo was handed over.
The one from my hometown... Sean took the photo and observed it.
The original appearance of the ruins cannot be seen in several photos. It can only be seen that the ruins are located in the mountains and forests.
"To be honest, this shouldn't be black magic. I think it might be some kind of ritual." Sean said.
Thelma came over and took a few glances, raised her head and wondered, "Why do you say that?"
"If it was ancient magic, your parents would not have been able to get these photos. Now think about it, this may be some kind of ritual or some kind of method. This kind of thing can be found all over the world, but times have changed, and only rituals have remained.
In other words, the ritual materials and the effects of the ritual are unclear. This thing is basically useless. As far as I know, the International Federation of Wizards should have preserved many such 'rituals', but under the current conditions, they are basically useless.
Achieved, so they are provided to wizards from all over the world for research."
"Ah, it's not black magic..." Thelma sighed regretfully.
Sean threw the photo back and smiled: "There's no need to be so disappointed. It's not black magic, so there's no need to worry about it."
"I'm just a little disappointed...I was supposed to be able to understand a kind of magic, and this ritual is not beginning to end. I can't understand it even if I want to."
"There are many such rituals. If you need them, I will look for them for you, and you can also study them." Sean remembered that there was a ritual record on the bookshelf in Grindelwald's office, but it only recorded some of the rituals.
As a result, many of the ritual materials in it have now been lost.
Grindelwald also told him that it was not considered top secret at all, it was just that there was no public information on the market.
Thelma perked up: "Really?"
"Of course."
"Okay! If you have any questions about Rune in the future, please come to me anytime!"
"Then it's settled... huh?" Sean was replying with a smile, but his eyes suddenly drifted to the photos on the desktop.
He stretched out his hand and put the two photos together diagonally.
Thelma saw his movement and moved her head, and then discovered that the edges of the two photos seemed to be just enough to be spliced into an area, and in the corner of the forest that she had never noticed, a blurry creature shape appeared after splicing.
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"You have such good eyesight." Thelma tilted her head and looked at it carefully. "It looks like an elk? But there is still a little missing in the middle, so you can't see it... Hey, are those scales? And why does the tail look like this?
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The two photos spliced diagonally showed the general shape of a creature. Most of its head was hidden in the forest. Only its elk-like body could be seen. Strangely, the creature's body was not covered with fur but with fur.
Its scales and tail are similar to those of a snake with long fins, and the tail hairs on it are stretched.
Tsk, it looks familiar... Sean held his chin and thought deeply.
"Is that a magical animal from the East?" Thelma asked.
Sean nodded: "It should be, but I've never seen it before."
There are also many unique magical animals in the East. The ancients even recorded some species in books such as The Classic of Mountains and Seas, such as the famous benevolent beast Zuowu - which is actually a big cat.
"Then maybe you can discover a new magical animal." Thelma said with a smile. She was not that interested in magical animals.
"Maybe." Sean shrugged.
It just so happened that the first lesson on the Care of Magical Creatures was held in the afternoon.
After the Paris Incident, there was always something strange between Sean and Newt. To be precise, it was Sean's unilateral awkwardness.
Newt acted like a normal person. He kept his promise and gave Sean the powder formula that hypnotized Dave, and also gave him an extra stone wall net.
However, since he knew that it was most likely two old men acting that night, Newt, who acted according to Dumbledore's instructions, seemed innocent.
Sean also tried to dig out some information about that night from the other party, but Newt said that all his actions that night were done in accordance with Dumbledore's instructions.
Sean had no choice but to give up in the end, but the relationship between the two returned to their former familiarity.
In the afternoon, when we arrived at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Newt and Hagrid were already waiting there.
"Welcome new students. I'm glad that you have taken this elective course. I hope that in your subsequent studies, you will be able to appreciate the charm of magical animals. By the way, our gamekeeper Hagrid will be my assistant."
Hagrid was one step taller than Newt. He caressed his chest in a somewhat embarrassed manner, but pushed Newt under his elbow.
Despite the laughter, Sean and others still gave Hagrid a rather warm applause.
"Oh, our gamekeeper is already full of enthusiasm-" Newt shook his head, and then waved for the students to follow, "Come on, kids, look at the little guy we are going to learn in our first lesson."
They walked along the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and soon stopped at the edge of a particularly dark forest.
Some sharp-eyed students have already discovered the little guys in the tree. They are a group of Bowtruckles.
Newt smiled and raised his right hand, and Pickett crawled into his palm.
"This is the creature we are going to learn in our first lesson, the Bowtruckle."
Pickett stood in Newt's palm, looking around, and then immediately locked onto Sean in the crowd.
"The Bowtruckle is a hard-to-find, palm-sized insect-eating animal. They--Hey, Pickett, I'm giving a lecture." Just halfway through, Pickett let out an excited cry.