Chapter 129： Origin of magic text

Chapter 129 The origin of the magic text

There was a brief silence in the room. Albert never thought that Professor Brod would talk about this matter so frankly, but he still nodded to show that he understood.

 Indeed, ancient magic texts are no longer useful nowadays, unless those ancient books need to be deciphered.

 As for using it to cast spells?

In Albert's understanding, Dumbledore may have this ability. Whether others can use them skillfully is questionable.

This is just like when I first learned English in my last life, I had to look up the sentences in the English book word by word in the dictionary before I could barely connect them together and guess the original meaning of the sentence.

“Can I see the runes on the parchment?” Albert pointed to the parchment on the table and asked Professor Brod.

 “Of course it’s no problem.” Professor Brod seemed to be curious about the level of Albert’s runes.

He didn’t expect the other party to understand it, so he didn’t stop Albert from flipping through it, because the runes on the parchment were very broken.

With Professor Brod's consent, Albert picked up the parchment and read it carefully. He found that the runes on it were very strange. Albert immediately recognized what these things were. They were similar to what he had used not long ago. of runes.

 Different from the runes in the Muggle world, these runes are connected together. If you want to decipher them, you need to study them one by one.

Albert noticed that there were annotations next to some runes, which should have been left by Professor Bathcida or Professor Brod in ancient magic texts.

 means...eyes, trees, springs...

　　A few words, but they made Albert frown slightly. He felt as if he had touched something, but he couldn't remember it for the time being.

"These runes...were disrupted?" Albert asked uncertainly.

“Yes, it was disrupted.” Professor Broad nodded and said, “As you can see, these runes themselves are difficult to translate.”

“Well, you need to take it apart and study it before you can understand it.” Albert said seriously.

Could it be that all ancient magic texts are like this?

  No, Albert has read books woven by ancient magic scripts. The kind in front of him is obviously a rune.

However, I really don’t know who is so free to get such a bunch of runes.

Albert didn't say this, but he did think so. Not many people could understand the runes themselves, and he compiled them into runes, and then put the runes into a section, and a few people Can you really understand it?

Or are these runes actually created by Professor Bathida to be used by Professor Brod to practice ancient magic scripts?

While Albert was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the office door.

Katrina McDoug appeared outside the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office. She looked at Albert in surprise, who was standing in front of the desk in the office and reading the parchment carefully. She couldn't help blinking, as if she was curious about this guy. Why are you here?

Albert also raised his head when the door was knocked, and happened to meet the eyes of Katrina who opened the door and came in. He just nodded slightly at the other party and continued to focus on the parchment.

 The more he interpreted the runes on the parchment, the more Albert felt that something in his memory began to loosen, but he didn't seem to have guessed what was going on.

“I just played two games of wizard chess with Mr. Anderson, and his chess skills are pretty good.” Professor Brod noticed Katrina’s doubtful gaze and said casually. "However, Mr. Anderson seems to be interested in ancient magic texts. Katrina, just sit down and play a game of chess with me."

 Professor Broad is optimistic about Albert.

Katrina had already guessed this. After all, Albert is a genius, and geniuses are always treated specially.

“Focus.” Professor Brod noticed Katrina’s distraction and reminded her loudly: “Don’t worry too much about other people, just concentrate on doing your own thing.”

 “Hmm!” Katrina returned her attention to the chess game on the table. However, she still lost the chess game after all. When she raised her head in a daze, she found that Albert was actually sitting on Professor Brod's desk, and he didn't know what he was writing.

 “How dare he…”

"Professor, the runes on the parchment are not complete, right?" Albert relied on his mastery of runes and spent nearly half an hour to translate most of the runes.

 “Oh, why do you say that?” Professor Broad asked curiously. What Albert said is indeed correct, the runes here are only part of it.

“Well, I couldn’t make it into a sentence after translating it.” Albert came over with the parchment full of letters.

 I think these should be two famous poems in "The Word of God".

"Word of God, what is that?" Katrina focused her eyes on the parchment in Albert's hand and asked doubtfully.

"Telling about the origin of runes." Albert simply said, "Odin exchanged an eye for the spring of wisdom... In order to seek the mystery of higher wisdom, he hung himself on a tree for nine days and nine nights, and used long He stabbed himself with a spear, and his blood fell to the ground and formed runes.

Albert translated the runes into words without guessing, and then connected them with things he had seen before to guess the general content.

 When he first translated it, he really didn’t react for a moment.

 Later, as more runes were deciphered, Albert was able to piece together most of the content.

Katrina looked confused, but she still knew what runes were.

Compared to Katrina, Professor Brod next to her looked shocked and incredulous.

 Professor Brod never thought that Albert actually interpreted it.

 Blind?

 No, this is unlikely.

"By the way, are you sure you just taught yourself runes?" Professor Broad's face twitched continuously, and he roared loudly in his heart: "You have the nerve to claim that you can barely understand it?"

If this is really called barely able to understand, what do other guys who are good at runes count?

"Professor Brod?" Albert raised his head and called out in confusion. The other party suddenly came back to his senses and explained with a smile: "I'm not sure because I'm trying it myself, but I think it should be That’s right.”

"Professor Basilda will definitely be very happy that you chose ancient magic text. If you are interested, just write to her, or go to the side..." Professor Brod thought for a while, but felt that this was inappropriate, because He felt that Albert might not even need to go to class.

To be honest, there are still a lot of runes he left on the table. Albert disassembled, translated and pieced together the runes without using the magic word dictionary.

 Whether Professor Basilda has this ability, Professor Broad is not sure, but he knows very well that he definitely does not.

 (End of this chapter)