Chapter 140： Believe in your own vision

Chapter 140 Believe in your own vision

“I think you guys have been a bit mysterious lately.”

As soon as Albert entered the dormitory, he noticed that the three Freds who were still talking quietly stopped talking. Apparently there was something they didn't want him to know.

“You guys have the nerve to say that we are mysterious?” George resisted the desire to complain and rolled his eyes at Albert.

 “Yes, that’s right!” Fred nodded in agreement.

 “What are you doing at Professor Broad’s?” Lee Jordan asked, obviously trying to change the subject!

"Help Professor Brod organize some documents. As you know, my ancient magic texts are pretty good." Albert didn't lie, he just made his words vague.

 “It’s weird to believe you?” Fred curled his lips.

 “What were you talking about just now?” Albert asked.

"you guess?"

"Are you going to find Gryffindor's secret treasure?" Albert looked at a few people suspiciously. He had not forgotten the Gryffindor treasure map.

 “Well, do you want to come along?” Lee Jordan asked.

 “You traitor.” Fred waved his fist at Lee Jordan dissatisfied.

"With Albert's help, our chances of success will be greater. The Forbidden Forest is not very safe." Lee Jordan disagreed with the two people's views. In his opinion, Albert was more reliable than the twins.

"Let's forget it!" Albert shook his head and refused, "I think you should stay out of the woods. Hagrid looks very angry, so be careful of being imprisoned."

 “I’d say he’s definitely not interested,” George muttered. "As long as we don't get discovered by Hagrid when we go into the woods."

“I knew you would say this, but don’t go too deep. It is said that there is an Acromantula breeding farm in the Forbidden Forest, and the Acromantulas are carefully fed.” Albert was not surprised at all and reminded him casually.

 “If you don’t speak, no one will think you are mute.” Fred complained dissatisfiedly. This guy was always accurate when it came to bad things.

"Okay." Albert took out McDougal's notes from his pocket and began to read them.

 “What is this?” George came over and asked.

"Professor Brod's friend borrowed my notes, which are about ancient magic texts." Albert flipped through a few pages and found that there was a letter written by Professor Brod to McDoug. McDoug wrote very early on Have you known Professor Broad before?

“I feel that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is very kind to you.” Lee Jordan was a little jealous.

 “We do have a good relationship.”

 “No, no, it’s good to be scary.” George corrected.

 “Oh.” Albert nodded to show that he knew.

However, Albert believes that the relationship between the two parties depends on the exchange of knowledge. Two people who are also good at ancient magic texts communicate with each other, and the other party, as an older senior, gives some kind help to his younger junior.

Like Professor McGonagall said, he maintained friendly correspondence with those famous wizards, and he and Professor Brod only went one step further.

  After all, there is another layer of professor-student relationship between the two parties.

From this notebook, it is not difficult to see that Professor Broad’s relationship with McDougal is similar to his own situation. The ancient magic texts discussed in the letters exchanged, or the related contents left in the letters exchanged with other wizards are all in the notebook.

 This part of the content was not too difficult for Albert, but it was novel and allowed him to broaden his horizons.

By the second half of the notebook, several years have passed, and McDougal has already graduated from Hogwarts.

McDoug recorded in it that he was suddenly told that he had obtained a special identity, was given the right to read a bunch of ancient documents, and began to learn some ancient spells.

 “Special identity?” Albert continued to look down.

McDougal has begun to master how to use ancient magic words to recite spells.

 “I can feel how special it is!”

 McDougal left this sentence in his notebook.

"It's very late, aren't you still asleep?" Fred muttered in confusion, "Be careful not to get up tomorrow."

“I went to bed too, good night.” Albert covered a yawn, turned off the light, lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

 The next day, when Albert woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

 Everyone else in the dormitory went out. Albert stretched out, leaned on the pillow, picked up the notebook he had not finished reading last night, and continued to read.

McDougal came into contact with some ancient magic. These spells were powerful, but they were not too sophisticated.

 The name of the spell was on the notebook, but there was no incantation or gesture used to cast the spell, which made Albert a little disappointed.

 The next few pages are all about this aspect, as well as McDoug's speculations about ancient magic texts.

From the records, it is not difficult to see that McDoug has researched and explored the special features of ancient magic texts, but has achieved nothing.

Albert noticed one thing, which was mentioned in the letter exchange between McDougal and Dumbledore. They were discussing the topic of Dumbledore asking the Patronus to speak.

  Unfortunately, there is no following, and the following written records do not mention this matter again. Moreover, this notebook also ends here, and there is no sequel. It should be said that there may be another one.

"Can I feel it's special?" Albert got up quickly and went to Professor Brod's office.

McDougal did come, but he looked a little tired.

“Have you finished reading?” McDougal noticed that Albert was holding his notebook.

“Yes, I’ve finished reading it, but unfortunately, I still didn’t find what I was looking for. There should be another half of the notes, right?” Albert asked tentatively.

 “No more.” McDougal shook his head.

 “No more?” Albert was a little surprised. The other party actually said there was no more?

"Okay, I was just making a little joke." McDougal said with a smile: "But, it really doesn't exist anymore. You have to know, why are runes considered to be magical words?"

"You mean, magic power was injected into it when it was carved?" Albert expressed his guess.

"Yes, but it's not right either." McDougal said softly, "I can't tell you the real answer, because my knowledge is based on my understanding of the magic text. If you can't reach that level, it will be difficult to understand. , and use it.”

Albert was silent and listened quietly to McDoug continue to speak.

“You need to be very proficient in using runes, and secondly, you need to have strong magical power as a foundation. And thirdly, you need to be proficient in using ancient magic spells.” McDougal said, “These are the three processes I went through.”

"You have already done the first step, but your magic power is not strong enough, and you are not familiar with the magic of using ancient runes. But fortunately, you have already touched that hurdle, and you will not be too far away from crossing it. ”

Albert's mouth twitched. He hated this vague statement.

 You are not a magician.

 Tell me clearly what happened!

  Otherwise, just put your experience into the skills of magic text and let the magic text be directly upgraded to level 3. By then, you won’t have so much trouble.

At this time, Albert suddenly remembered something, "Professor Brod, can you give me a certificate? I want to borrow books about ancient magic scripts in the forbidden book area."

"Okay!" Professor Broad actually agreed. He turned around and wrote on the parchment: Mr. Albert Anderson is allowed to borrow books on ancient magic scripts in the forbidden book area. —Bud Broder.

 “Good luck.” Albert muttered, and left with the note written by Professor Brod.

 “Why didn’t you tell him?” Professor Brod asked puzzledly.

"What's the use of that? Didn't I tell you before? You haven't learned it yet and you think I'm deceiving you." McDoug glanced at Professor Broad and continued, "Albert is a genius. We just need to give him some guidance, and you should trust your own vision."

 (End of this chapter)