Chapter 36 - Ch: 316-320

Chapter 316: Purpose

"Some of Dumbledore's plans, well—you should know about them, right?" Aisen's face showed hesitation, but then he spoke.

"Plans—" Aisen's expression slightly changed, and he looked at the other person, finding his expression very normal. "You know about his plans too?"

"Ah—yes, some of his plans. As his old friend, I helped him out a bit!" Seeing Aisen's reaction, Fontana seemed to think of something, and after a sigh of relief, he became relaxed.

He helped Dumbledore out a bit?

Aisen nodded calmly, but was thinking about the meaning behind it.

But what kind of plans? Did Dumbledore reveal his intention to ambush Voldemort in secret to him? That's probably unlikely.

Never mind. Since the other party didn't say, he didn't need to say more.

It's just that the other party was the contact person arranged by Dumbledore, which means he should be trustworthy.

Wait—

Seraphina Fontana. The name sounded familiar. Who was he? Digging through his memory, Aisen's eyes showed a look of realization after a moment.

Combining his memories from his past life with some information he had previously looked up, Aisen knew that the old man in front of him was one of the first twelve Aurors recruited by the Magical Congress of the United States.

Well, as one of the two first Aurors who had lived until now, Fontana's experience here seemed to be legendary.

Okay, Aisen just had a simple understanding, and didn't know the specific situation at all. However, it made sense for Dumbledore to become friends with him.

"So, what do you need me to do here?" Aisen said in a calm tone, getting straight to the point.

Hearing Aisen's directness, Fontana's face showed a hint of helplessness, and he said, "Originally, this matter was entrusted to me by Dumbledore, but recently I have something to leave for, so the matter falls to you."

Aisen nodded and said nothing.

Then, the other party explained the whole story.

After hearing the other party's explanation, Aisensubconsciously pinched his forehead, feeling that something was wrong.

According to the other party, he received Dumbledore's commission in February and had been wandering around Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, paying attention to any unusual situations here at any time.

Because Dumbledore wanted to track down the mastermind behind the Gringotts vault robbery, he entrusted him to pay attention to this matter in the United States.

Dumbledore only briefly mentioned what kind of unusual situation it was, saying that some Dark Wizards might cause trouble here. But until now, there had been no abnormal movements around Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Fontana guessed that Dumbledore might have received some information, but didn't know exactly when the Dark Wizards would cause trouble here, so he entrusted him to pay attention here for a period of time.

But recently, he had to leave for a while because of something, so he told Dumbledore about it. As a result, Dumbledore sent Aisen over.

In short, Aisen accepted Dumbledore's commission to take over Seraphina Fontana's job. The job task was to constantly pay attention to any abnormalities around Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

It's just—

What kind of abnormality would there be at IlvermornySchool of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Or did Dumbledorereceive some news? After putting down his arm, Aisenlooked at Fontana with a puzzled expression.

"So, my task is to pay attention to any abnormal situations here for the next two weeks?"

From what the other party said just now, he didn't know about Dumbledore's plan regarding Voldemort. He probably thought that Dumbledore's plan was to track down the mastermind behind the Gringotts theft.

So, on the surface, Aisen came here to replace him and still had to pay attention to the unusual situations around Ilvermorny. So, in reality, it's possible that Voldemort might appear here?

Uh, speaking of which, that's probably unlikely.

Although Dumbledore was basically certain that Voldemort had been resurrected and returned, he should not have recovered his power yet.

If that's the case, then Voldemort shouldn't be able to cross the ocean to cause trouble here at Ilvermorny, right? Or did Dumbledore receive news that Voldemort's subordinates came here planning to stir up trouble?

"Yes, I believe there won't be any problems!" Fontana smiled. "I've been here for two months and haven't found any unusual situations. If you ask me, Dumbledore is definitely being overly cautious!"

"Okay, I understand!" Aisen said calmly. "But what counts as an unusual situation?"

That's right, this was where Aisen felt something was wrong.

After all, Aisen was the Astronomy Professor at Hogwarts, completely a stranger here. Therefore, Aisenreally couldn't grasp what counted as an unusual situation.

He couldn't possibly say that a gang fight here was also an unusual situation. Don't be ridiculous, that's their tradition, it's too normal.

"Dumbledore's instruction is that if Dark Wizards gather in the direction of Ilvermorny, it counts as an unusual situation, and to find a way to stop them!"

Dark Wizards gathering in the direction of IlvermornySchool of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Well—that could be considered an unusual situation.

"If I really find such an unusual situation, how should I stop them? You know, I'm just an Astronomy Professor!" Aisen spread his hands and showed a speechless expression.

"Haha! Don't be modest. Since Dumbledore sent you here, it means he trusts you." Fontana said with a laugh, then showed Aisen a meaningful look. "And I heard from him that the treasures stolen from Gringotts were all recovered by you!"

"Dealing with thieves and dealing with some Dark Wizards are not the same thing, right?" Aisen shrugged.

"Alright, you're right. If you have to deal with Dark Wizards, it will be much more dangerous. Because those people are desperate." Fontana's face turned serious. He fumbled in his pocket and took out something, handing it to Aisen.

"This is?" Looking at the Glock 17 in his hand, Aisen was a little confused for a moment.

Did he expect me to use this pistol to deal with Dark Wizards? WTF? Why didn't you get me a Gatling gun!

But then again, can a Gatling gun deal with a group of Dark Wizards?

Uh, probably. If they haven't reacted yet, directly firing at three thousand six hundred rounds per minute, no one should be able to withstand it, right?

"A little gadget I made. If you encounter an unusual situation, you can directly pull the trigger—right here! This way, the Magical Congress of the United States—an organization similar to the Ministry of magic in England—will receive the message and come over!" Fontana said, pointing at the Glock 17 in Aisen's hand. He even "kindly" taught him how to pull the trigger.

Is it like a warning device? Feeling the pistol carefully, he could vaguely sense a trace of magic, but the magic trace was too faint, and if he hadn't been specifically reminded, he would likely have overlooked it.

It's just that modifying a pistol into a warning device, this is too playful!

"Alright, I understand!" Aisen nodded expressionlessly.

"Okay, now that you're clear, I'm leaving." Fontana said, turning around and walking towards the stairs.

A few minutes later, after packing up, Fontana came down with a suitcase.

"Oh, by the way, if you don't have a place to stay, you can stay here!" Fontana paused, turned around and said to Aisen, then opened the door and left in a hurry.

Ah... this...

Just left like that? So relieved to let me stay in the house?

Then, as if he thought of something, Aisen shook his head and showed a look of realization.

How should I put it? Although the Wizards and ordinary people here in the United States are also in a very separated state, they seem to be quite accustomed to using non-magical items.

Just look at the layout inside this shop, magical items are almost nowhere to be seen. This made Aisenunconsciously think from the perspective of ordinary people.

However, in fact, for a Witch, a house is nothing. Besides, Aisen was only staying here for two weeks, so Fontana had nothing to worry about.

So, what should I do next?

Aisen suddenly realized that Dumbledore's commission was quite troublesome.

Although the address of Ivermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is on a mountaintop next to the county town he is currently in, keeping an eye on it at all times is not an easy task.

After all, Aisen is only one person, he can't just do nothing for fourteen whole days and just stare at the surrounding area of Ilvermorny.

Wait—

Since Dumbledore thinks there are Dark Wizards gathering around Ilvermorny to cause trouble, it means the Dark Wizards' target is Ilvermorny School.

Hmm, set up surveillance directly on the road leading to Ilvermorny? No! This probably won't work for Dark Wizards who can use magic.

Then, directly place some detection spells all around Ilvermorny School. Hmm—, ones that can directly detect and report the presence of Black magic.

This way, if any Dark Wizard wants to sneak into Ilvermorny, he should be able to detect them in time.

As thoughts turned in his mind, a smile gradually appeared on Aisen's face.

A moment later, as if he had decided on something, he directly took out some playing cards and began arranging them.

With a thought, Aisen mobilized the magic in his body, outlining Runes one by one, arranging and combining them into symbols to be inscribed on the playing cards. A faint red light flashed, then floated like wisps of cloud, before receding and wrapping around the playing cards.

In a few minutes, a spell to detect traces of Black magicwas inscribed on a playing card.

Next, Aisen's movements did not stop, he continued to take out another playing card and repeated the previous actions. Outlining Runes, inscribing them on the playing card...

Half an hour later, when he stopped, he had successfully created ten playing cards with the same function. Holding the cards together in his hand, Aisen showed a satisfied smile.

"I'm really too smart!"

Smilingly sighing, Aisen directly transformed into light and shot towards the mountaintop behind. He didn't intend to go to Ilvermorny School, but instead circled around the mountaintop, burying the ten playing cards in ten different locations.

Although each playing card used alone has a detection range of only two miles, the Runes inscribed on them, under Aisen's deliberate control, had a particularly clear connection.

The playing cards buried in ten locations around the mountain, guided by this connection, already had the concept of a "formation."

This way, although Ilvermorny School is on the mountaintop, if any Dark Wizard quietly goes up the mountain intending to sneak in, the playing cards he buried will detect their presence and report back to him.

In other words, no matter which direction those Dark Wizards plan to sneak into Ilvermorny from, the detection spell Aisen inscribed on the playing cards will be able to detect them.

Thus, Aisen didn't need to constantly pay attention to this area.

With a flash, Aisen's figure reappeared in the room, but the smile on his face indicated that his next task would be much easier.

The preparatory work was done, with the help of the detection spell inscribed on the playing cards, Aisenwould be able to detect any slight disturbance around Ilvermorny in time.

So, what's next? Perhaps Aisen could take a tour around this country.

Buzzing—

Aisen raised an eyebrow and took out a mirror from his pocket, it was the Double-sided Mirror Hermione had given him. Sitting casually on the nearby sofa, he reached out and tapped the mirror surface, and Hermione's head appeared on it.

"Professor, are you not at Hogwarts anymore?" A clear and pleasant voice reached Aisen's ears.

"Yes, I'm out now." Aisen's mouth curved up. "Haven't you started classes yet? Oh right, it's the holidays now, what are you planning to do?"

"I plan to go to the Library to look up some information."

"Look up information? What kind of information? Alchemyor Ancient Runes?"

"No, it's about House-elves..."

"Uh, okay, you can have Harry and them help you look it up together."

"Mm-hmm—, Professor, is it night where you are?"

"That's right, I might even have to adjust to a time difference or something!"

...

After a brief exchange, the two ended the video call.

Aisen wasn't too concerned about what Hermione and the others were going to do next.

If he hadn't helped the Trio cheat yesterday, they would probably be miserably stuck in the Library right now, struggling with their homework.

But speaking of which, does he really need to adjust to a time difference?

Looking out the window, the sky had completely darkened. In the dark environment, even wandering outside, Aisen couldn't muster such a thought.

Since that's the case, then let's continue the research on the Chat Group.

As thoughts turned, Aisen turned off the room light switch, closed his eyes, and sank into the Dream World.

...

Early the next morning, Aisen opened his eyes. The sunlight outside streamed through the window and fell on him, a warm feeling rose in his heart. After squinting his eyes, a thought of being lazy and not wanting to get up surprisingly emerged in his mind for a moment.

However, throughout the night, Aisen did not receive any feedback from the detection spell placed around Ilvermorny. This also meant that those Dark Wizards, whether they existed or not, did not act during the night.

To be honest, although Wizards don't necessarily have to act at night, it is true that it's easier to act secretly in a dark environment.

Uh, for example, Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort at Hogwarts before, and Ginny, who was controlled by Voldemort's diary, both caused trouble at night.

After all, most people sleep at night, allowing intruders to find opportunities to cause trouble, and such opportunities are clearly non-existent during the day.

This also meant that, if there were no accidents, Aisencould actually wander around freely during the day. He only needed to pay attention to the situation around Ilvermorny School at night!

Uh, whatever, the playing cards inscribed with the detection spell are already set up, no matter what happens, he will be able to react.

As thoughts turned, Aisen got up, opened the door, and walked out.

Early in the morning, the evil and darkness of the night seemed to have completely receded, and the coming and going figures indicated that a busy day was about to begin.

Walking along the street, Aisen's gaze fell on the elaborately decorated storefronts that appeared from time to time on both sides of the street.

Even though this county town doesn't have a large population, Aisen could still clearly see a hint of prosperity in the corners of the main street.

Bang bang—

A series of hurried footsteps came, and several young figures walked past Aisen together. As they walked, they bounced a basketball, laughing as they headed towards the direction of a simple basketball court.

Basketball? Oh, right! Basketball is a very popular sport in this country.

Should I go up and challenge them to a one-on-one game? This thought popped into his mind, Aisen paused his steps, and looked back at the group of young people.

But after a moment's thought, Aisen had to dismiss this newly emerged idea.

Although he didn't have much skill in playing basketball, with his physical fitness and reaction ability, playing basketball would really be like playing a game. Even though Aisen hadn't personally played, he could already predict that he could easily beat those young people to the point of doubting life.

Alas—

Basketball, table tennis, soccer, badminton—farewell, these sports I once loved. Since I became like a super man, you can no longer please me!

"Mom, Mom, I want that wand!" A little boy's voice came from a distance, attracting Aisen's attention.

Turning his head, in a corner of the street, in front of a shop with a dark aesthetic, a middle-aged couple was each holding a child's hand. One child held half an ice cream, while the other pointed at the wands displayed on a seemingly decayed wooden rack outside the shop door.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man wearing a brown trench coat, the man was holding a pipe in his mouth, giving off a mysterious aura.

Hearing the child's cry, the couple stepped forward and chatted with the shopkeeper. A few minutes later, the shopkeeper took a wand from the wooden rack and handed it to the little boy.

The little boy cheered and left with his parents.

This is—

A wand shop and Little Wizards in the United States?

With a thought, Aisen stepped towards that direction.

Chapter 317: Come, let me boast to you!

A moment later, Eisen stopped some distance away from the front of the shop.

"Hi, hello, tell me what you need!" The middle-aged man looked at Eisen from afar, pointed to the shelves inside the shop, and waved, calling out.

A deformed crucifix, exuding a strong musty smell, a transparent crystal ball stained with some dirt, and some wrapped in layers of bandages, looked very strange.

In addition, there were some angel statues of various shapes—uh, Eisen even saw crude wooden Buddha statues.

Awkward, very awkward.

In fact, the reason Eisen stopped was this; he only realized it was just an ordinary shop after walking a little closer. The shopkeeper was just using a mysterious slogan to sell some useless ordinary items.

Even some wands displayed on the shelves outside were just some wooden sticks that looked relatively well-made.

Well, after staying in the Wizarding World for a few years, he didn't react for a moment that many ordinary people actually yearn for the mysterious. Witches, devils, demon hunters, astrologers, and so on—with the existence of such people, such shops can survive.

Shaking his head, Eisen ignored the other party, turned around, and left.

In the following few days, Eisen seemed to have truly become idle, wandering around the area at will. From the Freedom Trail to MIT, he treated himself as a tourist, silently observing everything around him, while immersing himself in and enjoying the local customs and culture of Boston.

Walking through a foreign higher education institution, Eisen felt a long-lost atmosphere. Many young people sat casually on the grass, gathered in twos and threes, chatting either casually or heatedly.

Since graduating from university, Eisen hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time.

"Serena, look at that handsome guy, do you know which college he's a student of?" A blonde girl curiously sized up Eisen, then leaned over and whispered into the ear of a girl wearing a purple headband next to her.

"Maybe from the Philosophy Department, I heard there are quite a few handsome guys there. But you never know, maybe he's a tourist from outside!" The other girl replied with a smile.

"How about you go and ask?" The blonde girl's face showed a strange smile, then she egged her on.

"That's easy, why not try?" The girl with the purple headband stood up, like a proud peacock, stood up, gave her friend a confident look, and walked over to Eisen's side.

"Hello, I'm Verina Evans!"

Slightly startled, Eisen turned his head, looked her up and down, and said gently, "Hello, Miss Evans, you can call me Eisen, Eisen Turner."

Evans' eyes narrowed slightly, she glanced sideways subtly, gave her friend a triumphant look, and then said, "You're very handsome, and also, you can call me Verina."

"Okay, Verina." Eisen looked at the girl in front of him with interest, but thought to himself, handsome guys are indeed more popular.

I'm still that handsome guy from before, not changed at all, time is just—ahem, wrong channel.

"Are you a student here?" The girl named Verina was particularly talkative, completely ignoring her friend who was pouting and looking indignant next to her, and chatted enthusiastically with Eisen.

"Student?" Eisen repeated with a smile.

"Philosophy Department? Or History Department?" Verina widened her eyes, her face showing curiosity.

"No, I've already graduated. Now I'm an Astronomy Professor at a university in England!" Thoughts turned in his mind, Eisen said solemnly.

Well, Hogwarts can be considered a university, right? So the Astronomy Professor at Hogwarts can also be considered an Astronomy Professor, there's nothing wrong with that!

"An Astronomy Professor, that's amazing!" Verina looked at Eisen in surprise, showing an incredulous expression, then as if she thought of something, her voice became much quieter, "Right, there's a public lecture today by a very famous planetary Astronomy Professor. Are you here for an exchange?"

"Yes, I was invited to listen to this public lecture." Eisen's mouth twitched, but thinking he had nothing else to do at the moment, he shamelessly answered this way.

Verina led Eisen into a spacious classroom, and upon seeing her friend glaring at her, she smiled and waved at her.

Finding a seat at the back of the classroom casually, it wasn't long before the lights in the large classroom dimmed, and then a beam of light was projected onto the center.

The public lecture began.

A casually dressed middle-aged man stood on the podium and smiled at the audience below: "Today we will discuss a very interesting topic: How can humanity fly out of the Solar System?"

"Of course, this topic is currently impossible for humans to achieve. Therefore, the vast majority of scientists believe that we need to undergo a technological leap."

"Only through a technological leap can we break the constraints humanity faces, thereby escaping the confines of the Solar System and freely choosing to travel to the next star system."

"Although reaching the third cosmic velocity of 16.7 kilometers per second is enough to fly out of the Solar System, unfortunately, the lifespan of humans themselves is not sufficient to support such long-distance travel."

"So, the only problem humanity faces is speed!"

"On the scale of star systems, only by continuously increasing speed can humanity possibly fly out of the Solar System!"

...

The Professor kept talking on the stage, and Eisen felt sleepy below. He had thought that a Professor from such a higher education institution would have some astonishing insights, but he didn't expect it to be such a boring argument.

There was nothing he could do; having experienced the internet storm in his previous life, there wasn't any argument he hadn't heard before.

What? It's 1995 now, not 2022 in Eisen's previous life? Oh, then it's fine!

A student raised his hand and stood up to ask: "Assuming humanity has strong enough technology to fly out of the Solar System, would we encounter alien civilizations?"

"Hmm—well, this will involve another rather interesting question—the Fermi Paradox..."

Many people raised their hands.

Eisen stood up from his seat, intending to leave.

But unexpectedly, the Professor pointed to Eisen who had stood up. Immediately, a considerable number of people in the classroom looked over. Verina and her friend looked at him with even greater anticipation.

Ah, I was about to leave, why did you call out to me? Do you insist that I say something astonishing? Well, since you're doing this, don't blame me for showing off here.

Eisen looked at the smiling Professor, a playful smile appearing on his face: "Professor, do you think it was an utterly foolish thing for NASA to launch Voyager 1 in 1977 and expose human civilization's information?"

As his words fell, whispers arose in the classroom, and then people occasionally looked at Eisen, seeming very curious why he would ask such a question.

"So, I wonder what your opinion is?" The Professor's expression changed slightly, and he gestured with his hand.

Very good, the show-off officially begins!

"So, I need to first state some—well, axioms!" Eisen said calmly, "First, survival is the fundamental need of civilization. Second, civilization will continuously grow and expand, but the total amount of matter in the universe remains unchanged. Professor, do you have any objections?"

The Professor looked at Eisen without speaking, his face showing a pensive expression.

"Then, if in the universe, one civilization discovers another civilization, is it impossible to determine whether the other civilization is benevolent or malicious towards itself?

Similarly, it is also impossible to determine whether the other civilization can determine whether one's own civilization is benevolent or malicious towards it. Obviously, such suspicion will continue to cycle and form a chain before the two civilizations communicate.

Does the Professor agree with such a chain of suspicion?"

The discussion in the classroom grew louder, and the Professor's expression became extremely serious: "You mean that Voyager 1 exposing human civilization's information will attract the attention of alien civilizations, thus bringing devastating blows to humanity?"

"But if human civilization is much weaker than alien civilization and cannot pose a threat to them, then alien civilization will surely feel secure and communicate with humanity!"

A student couldn't help but voice his idea.

That's right, but no need to rush, Eisen still had some boastful words he hadn't finished yet.

Eisen looked over with a smile, a hint of disdain on his lips.

"Theoretically, that's true, but in reality, you have to remember one thing: the speed of light in the universe cannot be surpassed, so communication between two civilizations would be very troublesome."

"The history of life on Earth spans billions of years, human civilization is only a few thousand years old, and modern technological development is just a few hundred years old. Therefore, alien civilizations cannot determine whether human civilization's technology will undergo a technological leap—no, it should be a technological explosion—during the intervals of communication between the two sides."

"So even if an alien civilization discovers that human civilization is much weaker than their own, they would still feel threatened by human civilization due to the possibility of a technological explosion."

"Therefore, to ensure the safety of a civilization, it must remain silent in the universe and not allow other civilizations to discover it. And once a civilization is exposed, due to the chain of suspicion and technological explosion, the safest approach is to completely eliminate the other civilization before it attracts the attention of a more powerful civilization."

After Aisen finished speaking, the entire classroom was silent.

"This is the explanation for the Fermi Paradox—" a student beside him said blankly, suddenly shivering as if he had thought of something.

"The universe is a dark forest. Every civilization is a hunter with a gun, lurking like a ghost in the woods... striving not to make a sound with their footsteps, even breathing carefully... So, do you all think NASA's act of launching Voyager 1 was extremely foolish?"

While everyone was still pondering Aisen's cold words, he had quietly left the classroom.

Looking at the bright sun in the sky, Aisen suddenly sighed with emotion: "As expected, the netizens didn't lie to me; leaving right after showing off is truly thrilling."

However, speaking of which, it is indeed very difficult for humans to fly out of the Solar System. Or rather, it's almost impossible.

Although he had previously stated the Dark Forest theory he heard in his previous life to show off, technological explosion is not that easy.

Aisen found it hard to believe how much a technological explosion would have to explode for humans to build spaceships approaching the speed of light.

And if human civilization doesn't develop spaceships of such speed, it's likely to be trapped in the Solar Systemuntil the energy of the entire star system is depleted.

What? This world has magic? Oh, then it's fine!

"Speaking of which, I should be able to fly out of the Solar System now!" Walking leisurely on the street, Aisenshowed an eager expression.

Hmm—, the Solar System is roughly two light-years in diameter. That is to say, he would need to fly for two years to get out of the Solar System. What about the Galaxy? It's roughly a hundred thousand light-years in diameter. That is to say, it would take a hundred thousand years to fly out of the Galaxy.

Holy crap, just one Galaxy takes a hundred thousand years to fly across, that's a bit lame. When Ye Fan just became the Great Emperor, a single battle shook the entire universe.

That must be tens of billions of times the speed of light! Thinking of this, Aisen couldn't help but shake his head, feeling sad about his own weakness.

Never mind, it seems staying on Earth is safer for me.

...

Over the next few days, Aisen spent his days sightseeing and returned to the room Fontana had given him at night. Occasionally, he would video call Hermione, and sometimes he would also enter the Dream World to research how to build a Chat Group.

Keeping watch around Ilvermorny school, Aisen still found nothing unusual. The detection runes placed around the summit of Mount Greylock also didn't detect any traces of Black magic.

As the holiday drew to a close, Aisen even wondered if Dumbledore had made a mistake, or if Voldemort had some scheme that fooled Dumbledore and gave him incorrect information.

Anyway, he thought for a long time but couldn't figure out why Voldemort would come to the United States.

Could there be some treasure inside Ilvermorny school that could restore his strength? That shouldn't be possible. Aisen was quite familiar with the treasures in the Wizarding World, but what could Ilvermorny possibly have?

You know, for Voldemort to restore his power, besides the Philosopher's Stone, what he actually needed most was Unicorn blood. Wait—, Unicorn blood?

Could the missing Unicorns in the Forbidden Forest have been captured by people sent by Voldemort?

If that were truly the case, wouldn't Voldemort's power be rapidly recovering? If Aisen remembered correctly, Voldemort should have a snake servant named Nagini by his side.

With snake venom and Unicorn blood, Voldemort could restore his own power. So, why did he send his servants to the United States, specifically to Ilvermorny?

Power! Power! That's right—

Wand!

A flash of inspiration in his mind, Aisen suddenly thought of a possibility and almost gasped.

In the original story, Voldemort eventually sought out the most powerful wand in the world—the Elder Wand—in order to enhance his strength.

So now, is it possible that Voldemort already knew the Elder Wand was in Dumbledore's hands, and subsequently set his sights on Salazar Slytherin's wand?

The story of Slytherin's wand also involves the experiences of Ilvermorny's founder, Isolt, but it is said that this wand can be controlled and rendered ineffective by Parseltongue.

Finally, this wand was buried outside Ilvermorny school. Later, an unknown type of snakewood grew where the wand was buried.

Could it be that Voldemort's target is the buried Slytherin's wand? Well, Voldemort has always prided himself on having Slytherin blood, so acquiring Slytherin's wand would make sense.

Hmm—, so, Dumbledore received information that Voldemort might send servants to take Slytherin's wand, which is why he asked me to come and monitor Ilvermorny for any unusual activity?

But, if that's really the case, is it possible that the wand was already acquired by them before the Easter holiday, before I even came here?

Holy crap, no way, no way! It can't be such a coincidence, right!

Thinking of this possibility, Aisen lost his interest in shopping, turned the corner into a narrow alleyway, and directly transformed into light, shooting towards the summit of Mount Greylock.

In an instant, Aisen traversed space, arriving at the summit of Mount Greylock, and after passing through a layer of surrounding mist, he landed outside IlvermornyCastle.

The granite Castle stood on the mountaintop, and at first glance, its grandeur was indeed impressive. On either side of the Castle's main entrance, there were two marble statues. If there were no surprises, they would be the statues of Ilvermorny's founders, Isolt and James.

In an open area not far from the entrance, a strangely shaped tree was growing.

With a thought, Aisen, who had returned to human form, immediately cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself, and then slowly walked towards the tree.

He glanced around, saw that no one was passing by, then squatted down to touch the ground with his hand, and began to feel carefully.

Faint rays of light emerged from Aisen's hand, surging downwards like rippling waves. After a moment, Aisenstopped his hand movements and stood up.

"It's empty below. Could it be that the wand was really stolen by someone sent by Voldemort?"

After muttering to himself, Aisen frowned and walked around the snakewood tree a few times, then cast several detection spells. Immediately afterwards, the feedback results flooded into his mind, making him realize that the soil beneath the tree indeed showed slight signs of being disturbed.

After a moment of silence, Aisen seemed to think of something and couldn't help but sigh.

Taking a deep look at the Ilvermorny Castle gate not far away, he immediately used Apparition Without A Traceto instantly move to his office in Hogwarts Castle.

That's right, since he had already guessed what was going on, Aisen decided not to waste any more time. He simply returned directly to Hogwarts.

After dawn, before it was time for breakfast, Aisen left his room and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office.

Although he didn't know if the unusual situation he discovered was the one Dumbledore needed him to pay attention to, it didn't matter. All he had to do now was report it to Dumbledore through Professor McGonagall, and he would know.

A moment later, Aisen knocked on the door and entered Professor McGonagall's office.

Chapter 318: Return and Further Research

"Aisen, you're back?" Professor McGonagall looked surprised upon seeing Aisen.

"Yes, there are some things I need to discuss with Dumbledore. You have his contact information, right?" Aisen nodded, not mentioning his situation in the United States, but focusing on the fact that he needed to inform Dumbledore of something.

"Yes, that's right, but I think you can just go to the Headmaster's office," Professor McGonagall said gently. "Dumbledore is already back."

"Really?" Aisen was startled, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, then he nodded. "Alright, I'll go find him now!"

Appropriately showing a sense of urgency, he gestured to Professor McGonagall, pushed open the door, and turned to leave.

Walking down the corridor leading to Dumbledore's office, Aisen couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Could it be that Dumbledore's plan failed, and that's why he returned early?

Or did Voldemort, after obtaining Slytherin's wand, already confront Dumbledore, and Dumbledore thwarted Voldemort's plot before returning?

Or perhaps Voldemort hasn't actually appeared yet, Dumbledore hasn't made a move, and both sides are just accumulating strength in the dark?

That's possible!

Oh, right—

After the news of Dumbledore's return to Hogwarts gets out, it might make Voldemort feel more secure appearing at Crouch's house.

Maybe this is also part of Dumbledore's plan?

Thinking this, Aisen nodded thoughtfully.

A few minutes later, he had reached the eighth floor and successfully entered Dumbledore's office.

However, the moment he saw Dumbledore, his powerful perception allowed him to discover something very surprising—the Dumbledore in front of him was a fake, or rather, a puppet!

"Dumbledore?" With his wand already in hand, Aisenlooked at the other party with suspicion.

"Alright, Aisen Turner, I knew I couldn't hide it from you!" The Dumbledore in front of him smiled and shook his head, then began to explain.

Two minutes later, Aisen lowered his wand and looked at Dumbledore's figure, a surprised expression on his face.

In fact, just as he had thought before, Dumbledore had created a puppet to return to Hogwarts in his place. In reality, he himself was still hidden in the shadows, monitoring every move at Crouch's house.

The purpose, naturally, was to dispel Voldemort's suspicions and make him easier to ensnare.

Of course, the puppet he created was not a doppelganger or a clone, but a "tool" that needed to be controlled by the person himself. Therefore, he couldn't focus too much attention here to handle various complex matters.

This also meant that Dumbledore's figure would occasionally appear before the Hogwarts teachers and students, but he would likely be "holed up" in his office most of the time.

"Oh, right, did you discover anything over there?" Seeing Aisen silent, Dumbledore asked.

"Yes, you asked me to pay attention to the unusual situation over there, was it the snakewood tree at the entrance of Ilvermorny?" Aisen's expression turned serious; although it was a guess, his tone was exceptionally firm.

"That's right! Salazar Slytherin's wand is buried there!" After a moment of hesitation, Dumbledore slowly nodded.

"Then I think you should be prepared. Although I didn't find anything unusual there, I investigated, and there was no trace of the wand under that tree long ago!" Aisen said solemnly.

"Has it already been taken by Voldemort?" The expression on Dumbledore's face quickly became serious.

Aisen nodded, then said unhurriedly, "It should have been stolen not long before the Easter holiday. If it had been too long, that tree would definitely show abnormalities, but I didn't find anything unusual when I investigated."

"You saw my old friend? Could it be that he was negligent?"

"I did! But whether he was negligent, I can't be sure! But if it was really stolen by someone sent by Voldemort, then that person must be very careful and cautious."

"If Voldemort gets Slytherin's wand, his power will increase significantly!" Dumbledore said lightly, but what was seen on his face was self-confidence.

"I think you should be more careful in the shadows!" Looking at Dumbledore's expression, Aisen couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.

Voldemort getting Slytherin's wand will greatly increase his power, but the wand in your hand is the Elder Wand, one of the Deathly Hallows. Uh, although the name of the Deathly Hallows is somewhat undeserved, it is indeed the most powerful wand in the world.

So, what if Voldemort gets Slytherin's wand?

"Yes, that's right!" Dumbledore said lightly, then changed the subject. "I estimate he will make a move in the near future. You should pay more attention to the situation at the school during this time."

"In the near future—during the third task of the Triwizard Tournament?" Aisen seemed to have thought of something.

"Very likely. Once something happens with the Triwizard Tournament, it means I will be tied up with this matter. This way, he will feel secure doing his own thing." Dumbledore's eyes revealed a light that saw through everything.

"He will send his subordinates to sneak into Hogwarts to cause trouble?" Aisen's face showed a look of realization.

"The Ministry of Magic will send quite a few people to guard here, but I think you should be more cautious!" Dumbledore said, nodding.

"Alright, I understand!" Aisen said calmly. "So, is there anything else?"

Seeing that there was nothing else, he directly took his leave and left Dumbledore's office.

After returning to his office, Aisen placed the cauldron for brewing Potions on his desk and proceeded with the final step.

That's right, after a period of brewing, he was very sure that the Potion he was brewing was about to succeed. He reached out and touched the cauldron, and the liquid inside quickly began to swirl.

Tiny bubbles quickly appeared from the liquid, as if it was still being heated, making a constant gurgling sound.

After a while, the Potion in the cauldron calmed down and turned into a dark green liquid. A few bubbles rose in the liquid, and then it became completely still.

At the same time, a smell that was difficult to bear entered his nostrils, making Aisen frown involuntarily.

"This is the Potion I brewed? Is this what Professor Snapesaid, the wonderful place where a refreshing fragrance drifts out?" As Aisen spoke, he didn't cast the Bubblehead Charm but directly held his breath. "I think he's talking nonsense!"

Shaking his head, Aisen didn't lament anything but poured the Potion from the cauldron into a glass. Then he placed the cauldron in the corner of the office.

"Hmm—the brewing process of the Potion is very clear, there are no problems." Placing the glass in front of him, Aisen looked at the constantly swirling dark green liquid within and said slowly, "However, to use it in conjunction with the Scarpin Revealing Charm, perhaps I should first block off this part of the memory!"

As his thoughts turned, a piece of parchment appeared in Aisen's hand.

Then, he aimed at the target and cast the Scarpin Revealing Charm.

Subsequently, just as he had anticipated, detailed information such as the ingredients of the Potion in the glass and the brewing process were directly fed back into his mind.

A profound look flashed in his eyes, and that information was directly projected by him into the Dream World, and then through casting, it was directly copied onto the parchment in his hand.

After completing these actions, he did not stop but removed the previous memory block. Then he picked up the parchment and read it, comparing it with his previous memory.

After half a minute, Aisen put down the parchment, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Indeed, although the Scarpin Revealing Charm can identify the ingredients of a Potion and some brewing process information, it cannot specify the time interval for each brewing step."

"In that case, the Scarpin Revealing Charm can let a Witch know the specific ingredients of an unknown Potion, but to brew it successfully, it would probably require a lot of experimentation."

"That being said, the detection and feedback mechanism of the Scarpin Revealing Charm is still very powerful. Hmm—it works, although it's not very scientific, it's very magic!"

He muttered to himself, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He casually put away the parchment, and Aisen, holding a cup of Potion, hesitated for a moment before placing it on the corner of the table. Immediately after, he took out the book of abraham and placed it on the desk, turning to the second page.

Scarpin Revealing Charm!

While Aisen simultaneously cast the Scarpin Revealing Charm on the Potion with split attention, he began using magical runes to outline the effect the spell represented.

Wisps of faint, smoke-like cloud materialized, then transformed into individual magical rune symbols, flowing like water to outline runes suspended in mid-air.

His fingertips moved slightly, spilling out lively silver light, like dancing sprites, leaping and twining around the runes. Like stars in the night sky, they first flickered uncertainly, then shone as brightly as day.

Individual runes appeared out of thin air, circling around Aisen's fingertips, presenting a sense of ethereal beauty.

But Aisen's focus did not relax in the slightest.

The Scarpin Revealing Charm continued to be cast on the Potion placed on the corner of the table. Information like the Potion's ingredients fed back into Aisen's mind, but he couldn't pay attention to it.

He was focusing on the magical rhythm that was fed back to him the moment the spell was cast on the Potion.

As Aisen's actions continued without pause, the runes on the fingertips of his other hand also constantly rotated and undulated.

One rune suddenly lost a corner, collapsing and vanishing instantly.

At the same time, magical runes emerged and continued to outline, forming a rune slightly different from the previous one, which continued to circle around his fingertips.

Immediately after, another rune twisted and transformed, collapsing and disappearing, and then, as before, continued to outline a rune using magical runes, filling the original position.

Time passed bit by bit, while Aisen, in the process of continuously casting the Scarpin Revealing Charm, adjusted the combination and arrangement of the runes on his fingertips.

Finally, all the runes had been reconstructed by him.

Aisen stopped casting the Scarpin Revealing Charm, but the runes rotating on his fingertips still did not cease.

Silver light flowed around his fingertips, leaving trails in the air, like the trajectories of planets, becoming increasingly harmonious.

With a slight thought, as if inspiration struck, Aisenmobilized the magical power within his body, and the runes leaping on his fingertips were connected together, forming a ring.

"This shape's fit is too high, a circle? Or is it the 'Tao' in the unseen world?"

A glimmer of realization flashed deep within Aisen's heart. He swept his finger in front of him, the ring shattered and reformed into streams of runes, then transformed back into the continuously rotating ring.

"If I keep adjusting like this, I might be able to research an enhanced version of the Scarpin Revealing Charm! Unfortunately, that's not my goal."

Magical power flowed continuously within the ring as the runes rotated, like a tide, constantly surging forward. At this moment, Aisen discovered a rhythm of ultimate beauty within it.

After a moment of reflection, Aisen still dispersed it, turning it into individual runes.

His thoughts turned, and individual magical runes were outlined by him, forming streams of runes that were continuously combined and arranged. More runes with meanings like detection, analysis, and identification were materialized by him.

"Feedback, hmm, the rune expression of the Scarpin Revealing Charm has no problem. The key is that the target of detection and analysis, or identification, is different. If it's ""Language Comprehension"", it's aimed at—wait, language? Text?"

Looking at the book of abraham on the desk, Aisen's brow furrowed slightly, then smoothed out.

Previously, he had thought that since he needed to decipher the text in this book, it would be better to develop a spell like ""Language Comprehension"". Now it seemed this idea was a bit off.

Because Aisen's goal was to understand the text in this book, he actually only needed to research 'Text Comprehension'. Or rather, he only needed to research a simple version of ""Language Comprehension"".

Although text is born from language, text that can be recorded is clearly more specific. This way, Aisen's research work should be a bit easier.

As for the full version of ""Language Comprehension"", perhaps its effect could allow Aisen to master languages like Parseltongue, Mermish, and others, just like Dumbledore.

But in reality, he didn't have this need.

After understanding this, Aisen continued his actions.

Individual magical runes leaped in the air, continuously supplementing the runes, and then were constantly repelled. Those repelled magical runes dispersed again, turning into specks of silver light and vanishing into the air.

Magical runes were continuously embedded and adjusted, and the runes rotating on Aisen's fingertips slowly increased. Then, under his control, the runes reconnected end to end, forming a bright silver ring.

The outer layer of the ring was enveloped in a silver sheen, and the inner runes continuously absorbed and condensed, seeming to solidify, giving a strong sense of texture.

"Uh—, why does it look like a Golden Hoop?"

Looking at the ring continuously rotating around his fingertips, Aisen suddenly felt speechless.

However, it didn't seem quite perfect yet!

Feeling the sense of incompleteness revealed in the ring due to missing runes, his brow couldn't help but furrow.

Originally, Aisen thought he had already dissected the Scarpin Revealing Charm and had personally brewed a Potion to complement the use of this spell, so researching 'Text Comprehension' would be a bit easier.

But he didn't expect that dissecting the Scarpin Revealing Charm and then changing the target of detection and analysis to text would increase the difficulty so much.

Closing his eyes slightly, Aisen entered the Dream World, browsing the memories of previously modifying, adjusting, and building runes, and replayed the previous actions.

In the Dream World, a ring identical to the one on Aisen's fingertips appeared.

Opening his eyes, Aisen gazed at the ring before him. Although he felt a little frustrated internally, there wasn't much fluctuation in his emotions.

Speaking of which, he had already experienced the difficulty of developing new spells long ago, so failing to take the final step was also within his expectations.

Individual magical runes continuously leaped from the fingertips of Aisen's other hand, circling the ring like soldiers lined up for inspection, flying into it, and then being repelled.

Under Aisen's command, individual magical runes attempted to fill the missing parts of the runes within the ring, but one after another, the magical runes failed.

"Do I not know enough magical runes? No—, it's just magical runes with meanings related to detection, analysis, and identification. Wait—, since it's identifying text, it should be possible to express it directly using magical runes, right!"

Aisen's eyes lit up, and then his thoughts turned. The ring rotating on his fingertips quickly enlarged and floated up.

In the blink of an eye, a ring as large as a millstone and as thick as an arm appeared before him.

Streams of magical runes were outlined, and without any adjustment or modification, they were embedded into the ring, replacing the positions of certain runes.

Faint silver light appeared, and all the runes inside the ring were subtly adjusting. The incomplete parts of the runes suddenly expanded, but as time passed, they gradually contracted again.

Individual magical runes replaced the runes in the ring. Gradually, a beauty formed by the combined and balanced magical runes and runes emerged in Aisen's heart.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Aisen's mouth. He knew that he was about to succeed.

Half an hour passed, and a brilliant silver magical rune was outlined, filling the last gap in the ring.

Instantly, Aisen seemed to hear a very clear click. The entire ring suddenly became perfect and flawless. Then, this complete entity directly transformed.

The silver light covering the ring quickly converged, pouring into the runes within it. With a thought, the ring rapidly shrank, continuously rotating around Aisen's finger, faint silver light flowing endlessly.

"This is—successful?"

Holding the rotating ring in one hand, Aisen finally let out a sigh of relief. At this moment, an unprecedented feeling of exhilaration and satisfaction emerged in his heart, making him intoxicated.

Since 'Text Comprehension' had been created, the next step was inscription. This step was too easy for Aisen.

Taking a deep breath, Aisen calmed his emotions and refocused his attention on the ring in his hand. Immediately after, he activated God's Perspective, placing his gaze on the ring and himself.

Chapter 319: Deciphering and Proposal

At this moment, Aisen's heart was as still as water.

Immediately after, his thoughts shifted, and wisps of cloud-like energy appeared on the ring. The runes and magical script within were drawn out one by one, transforming into threads that entered Aisen's body.

The magic within his body surged, carrying a special rhythm, and the moment the runes entered Aisen's body, they were inscribed into every single cell.

The runes previously inscribed in Aisen's body were awakened from their dormancy, and with magic as the link, they drew in and fixed the new runes.

Threads were continuously extracted from the ring and entered Aisen's body.

Another half an hour passed. When the ring in front of Aisen completely disappeared, a "ring" had been inscribed within every single cell of his body.

These rings were extremely tiny and existed simultaneously within every cell of his, drawn and refined by the magic within his body, ultimately leaving a deep imprint.

Afterward, they fell silent, just like the other runes.

Turning off God's Perspective, Aisen stood up and felt his body.

Although only the magical effect of "Comprehension of Text" was inscribed, it felt as if his body and mind had been thoroughly cleansed.

Hiss—

"The transformation of my eyes seems to have increased significantly again?" As if sensing something, Aisenclosed his eyes and gently pressed on his eyelids with his finger, muttering softly.

Previously, Aisen had modified his eyes based on the Basilisk's eyes, using the Super-Sensing Charm as a link.

As a result, the resonance between vision and hearing triggered a transformation. It allowed his vision and hearing to convert freely, greatly enhancing his eyesight, and even enabling ultra-long-range attacks using the curse properties contained within his vision as a link.

At that time, he had a premonition that the power of his eye transformation was still accumulating. He didn't expect that inscribing the magical effect of "Comprehension of Text" this time could also accelerate the further transformation of his eyes.

This was an unexpected pleasant surprise.

However, after feeling his body, there didn't seem to be any other changes.

Looking out the window, the Durmstrang ship anchored on the surface of the Black Lake, Hagrid's Hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and the woods further away, all the scenes were clearly reflected in Aisen's eyes.

Although his eyes were transforming, the transformation was a continuous process, so there was no change in his vision for the time being. Aisen nodded thoughtfully.

A moment later, as if he had thought of something, Aisensmiled and shook his head, then turned his gaze to the desk. To be precise, he looked at the book of abraham on the desk.

Opening the first page, Aisen skipped the pictures and illustrations and went straight to the second page.

Then, something surprising happened.

Although Aisen had not learned the text on it and had never analyzed the meaning of those words, at this moment, characters entered his eyes, and then the words formed by the characters, the sentences formed by the words, their meaning naturally emerged in his mind.

With a wave of his hand, after clearing the Potions and other things on the desk, Aisen sat behind the desk, picked up the book of abraham, and quietly began to read it.

Alchemy... Using the power of runes to leverage the power of magic and attach it to objects... Equivalent exchange... Using one's own magic as support to repay the cost...

Decomposition and recombination of matter? The role magic plays in it—

...

Time passed bit by bit. Aisen slowly closed the book of abraham, a hint of solemnity on his face, and then, as if he had thought of something, he sighed slightly.

How to put it? the book of abraham is indeed a wonderful treasure.

Just like Nicolas Flamel, who was originally a scribe, he finally deciphered it and became an Alchemist Master capable of successfully refining the Philosopher's Stone. The Alchemy knowledge contained within is truly astonishing.

If Aisen were an ancient Witch, oh, no, if he were not a transmigrator but a Witch born and raised in this world, then upon obtaining such a book, he would undoubtedly dedicate his entire life to it.

But unfortunately, Aisen is a transmigrator, and a transmigrator with a cheat.

Perhaps because he has memories from his previous life, his way of thinking is different from ordinary people. So in his view, the core focus of the Alchemy mentioned in the book of abraham is on the decomposition and recombination of matter.

Just like Nicolas Flamel, after refining the Philosopher's Stone, he was able to turn stone into gold, directly becoming a wealthy man who would never lack money. But it must be noted that he could turn stone into gold, not create gold out of thin air.

This also indicates that the Philosopher's Stone he created using Alchemy might have directly decomposed the stone into its smallest units and then recombined them into gold.

Of course, the process must follow a certain degree of equivalent exchange principle. Otherwise, it must be supported by one's own magic and pay a certain price.

However, on this point, Aisen suspects that as long as one mobilizes their own magic and leverages the power of magic for substitution, it should be possible.

However, the changes in matter involved in the decomposition and recombination of matter make him wonder if the essence of Alchemy might have already involved the smallest unit of matter—quarks!

Just think about it, quarks, the fundamental particles that make up everything, can be combined into any substance at will. So, using magic and Alchemy to break down stone into its most basic particles and then recombine them into gold doesn't seem impossible.

Of course, it's also possible that the core power at work is magic, and Alchemy is just a technique. Perhaps in this world, in addition to fundamental particles like quarks and electrons that make up everything, there is another more magical particle—magic particles.

Perhaps the particles that make up magic are smaller than quarks, Planck-scale particles. These particles are born within some people (Witches) and are controlled by their emotions and intentions. And precisely because these particles reach the Planck scale, instantaneous movement and Space-Time travel are not difficult.

Uh—, at first glance, it seems that this is indeed the case. But whether the specific situation is like this, Aisen is obviously unable to determine.

But even without delving into this issue, Aisen's inspiration from reading the book of abraham was very great. He already clearly knew the detailed process for refining the Philosopher's Stone recorded on it.

However, although he now knew the detailed process for refining the Philosopher's Stone, the entire process from beginning to end was very complex. It not only involved a large number of casting requirements but also environmental requirements. For example, one must be in an environment of chaos and death.

Such requirements made Aisen feel that it seemed to imply the meaning of giving birth to light in darkness. However, this also meant that Aisen is currently unable to refine the Philosopher's Stone.

What? Aisen can travel back in time? Oh, never mind then!

...

After completing the "Comprehension of Text" plan, Aisen's daily life returned to its usual rhythm.

On the evening of the last day of the Easter holiday, the Trio arrived together.

Inside the office, Aisen smiled with satisfaction when he saw the Trio sitting obediently in chairs, each holding a large stack of parchment.

"You have to do your homework again? Well, that's good!" Aisen rested his elbows on the desk, interlaced his fingers, and smiled at them, "By the way, how was your holiday?"

Harry and Ron's faces fell, they looked at each other without saying anything, but Hermione, who was beside them, frowned and began to complain about the unfair treatment she had encountered during the holiday.

"The article on House-elf rights was refused by the newspaper?" After listening, Aisen showed a surprised expression, but his heart was calm. Because he had long expected this result.

"I told you it wouldn't work, but you didn't listen. Now look, our whole holiday was wasted!" Ron glared at Hermione, looking indignant.

"How was I supposed to know that!" Hermione said dryly, and her eyes lit up when she looked at Aisen, changing the subject, "Professor, what do you think we should do?"

"Ah~ this—, this?" Aisen's mind quickly turned, and then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up and he blurted out, "Since that's the case, why don't you just start a newspaper!"

"Start a newspaper?" The office was silent for a moment, and then exclamations quickly rang out.

Harry and Ron both looked puzzled. Hermione, on the other hand, first had a look of sudden realization, which then turned into great surprise, as if her meridians had been opened all at once, and all traces of frustration disappeared.

"Uh, yes, that's right!" Aisen nodded solemnly, "Since your plan to promote House-elf rights in the newspaper failed, it would be more suitable to start your own newspaper!"

As he spoke, the corner of Aisen's mouth twitched involuntarily. Starting a newspaper is a promising business. With Harry Potter's name and popularity, it shouldn't be a problem for the newspaper to survive and gain sufficient income.

However, if the newspaper is filled with articles like House-elf rights demands, Aisen would have to question whether it could continue to operate.

After all, Wizards are also people and enjoy various gossip news, adventure stories, etc., but it's unlikely that many people would want to read articles about how to free House-elves and give them more rights.

This...

Don't tell me the newspaper will go bankrupt and he'll have to pay for it himself?

"So, Professor, how do we start a newspaper?" Hermioneasked excitedly, her tone revealing a sense of eagerness.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, wanting to say something, but for a moment they didn't know how to speak.

"Well! Maybe you need to prepare a magical printing device!" Aisen showed a hint of helplessness on his face, then took out a bag, "As the honorary president of the Society for the Promotion of House-elf Welfare, the cost of purchasing the equipment can be on me!"

"After you have the magical printing equipment, you will need to write some articles yourselves. Cough cough—weren't your submissions rejected? At that time, you can just submit them directly to the newspaper you publish."

"Start a newspaper like The Daily Prophet?" Ron couldn't help but say, his expression looking quite complex.

"Well, that can indeed be your goal. But I think everyone shouldn't be too ambitious, right!" Aisen raised an eyebrow and said slowly.

"But if that's the case, will anyone buy it?" Harry raised a crucial question.

That's right, starting a newspaper is relatively simple, but how to make it profitable and keep it alive is the most crucial issue.

"It shouldn't be a problem!" Aisen tapped the table with his finger, "You can temporarily set the content published in the newspaper to be interesting things happening in Hogwarts Castle. This way, there should be quite a few subscribers.

Think about it, let's not consider other countries and regions for now, but in England, basically the vast majority of Wizards graduated from Hogwarts.

So, will those Wizards subscribe to this newspaper? Even if they don't want to read it, their children who are about to enroll will have to read it, right?"

"If that's the case, I'm sure my mom and dad will definitely subscribe!" After hearing what Aisen said, Ronsaid in a confident tone.

"Of course, you don't need to set your goals so high at first, trying to sell the newspaper to other parts of the country." Aisen smiled faintly.

"Professor, what do you mean?" Harry seemed to have become interested as well.

"There are many students at Hogwarts School, aren't there?" Aisen clasped his hands together again.

"But, will they read articles about House-elf rights demands?" Hermione eagerly asked her most concerned question.

"That is indeed a problem, but I think, at first, it's best not to publish such articles to avoid causing disgust." Aisensaid casually, "When there are more people subscribing to the newspaper, then slowly publish your views, I think there won't be any problem."

"Then how should the content of the newspaper be filled?" Hermione pursed her lips and thought for a while, then asked.

"That's simple--" Aisen's mouth curved slightly, "The newspaper can be divided into several sections, such as a news section, recording some fresh news in the school, and everyone's comments on certain things, and so on.

For example, a section introducing magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest, and interviews with outstanding students from each House, etc. Oh, isn't the Triwizard Tournament currently underway? You can also create a section introducing the competition. In the future, you can also publish Quidditch matches.

Besides these, problems encountered in subjects like Charms or Potions can also be discussed in the newspaper."

Listening to Aisen's fluent speech, the Trio were all full of interest for a while. Especially Hermione, who had the urge to start right away.

"That's great, if we do this, we will definitely create a newspaper more popular than The Daily Prophet!" Hermione showed an excited expression as she spoke.

"But, there are only three of us!" Ron spread his hands and shrugged.

"Tsk tsk--, you can ask your friends for help!" Aisen was a little speechless, "Fred and George, and Ginny, Luna, Neville, and others, they must be very willing to help. Otherwise, you can talk to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, they can help too!"

"So, Professor, what should this newspaper be called?" Harry asked with a curious look on his face.

"You can discuss and decide that yourselves!" Aisenwaved his hand casually.

To be honest, he had never thought about starting a newspaper before. After all, he didn't need to do it at all, and he didn't need to worry about it.

However, Hermione founded the so-called Society for the Promotion of House-elf Welfare, and has been doing some things that are both annoying and amusing, which made him quite emotional.

Since that was the case, Aisen thought, he might as well suggest starting a newspaper for her to mess around with.

If the newspaper could grow and develop, then Hermionewould have a certain amount of public opinion power. This way, it would be more convenient for her to promote her ideas.

And not only that, once this newspaper really develops, then after the Trio graduate from Hogwarts, they might even be able to make a career out of it.

Okay, it's a bit early to say this now, but it's undeniable that the Wizarding World also attaches great importance to controlling public opinion.

Otherwise, why did Voldemort control The Daily Prophetafter he was resurrected in the original work?

After the conversation ended, Aisen pulled the three of them into the Dream World, adjusted the flow of time, giving them ample time to redo their holiday homework.

...

The Easter holiday was completely over.

Early the next morning, when Aisen slowly arrived at the Great Hall for breakfast, he found that the Great Hall was already full of Little Wizards.

Many Little Wizards were chattering and discussing something, but he noticed that quite a few Little Wizardshad rather unpleasant expressions on their faces.

"Hey, Natalie, how was your holiday?"

"It was terrible, this isn't a holiday at all, okay!"

"You're right, so much homework--"

"Don't worry, summer vacation is coming soon!"

Good heavens, Aisen exclaimed. The holiday just ended, and they are already looking forward to the next holiday. Is this kind of thinking also popular at Hogwarts?

It doesn't matter, the Professors at the school have assigned them a lot of homework. Next, they will begin a life of hardship, and they won't have time to think wildly.

After breakfast, the Headmaster of the school, Dumbledore, made an appearance in the Great Hall, and then disappeared from the sight of the school's teachers and students again.

The summer term began, and the weather gradually became warmer. Accordingly, the daytime gradually became longer. However, none of this affected Aisen.

After the successful research of "Text Comprehension", Aisen focused his energy on the development of the Chat Group again.

Because the Dream World was so buggy, the development of the Chat Group was already nearing its end. He had a premonition that perhaps before the end of the semester, he would be able to get the Chat Group up and running.

In addition to researching and developing the Chat Group, Aisen spent another part of his time in the Library, continuing to fill his memory palace with the books on the shelves.

Chapter 320: "Skill Bar" and "Skills"

One day in early May, Aisen had just come out of the Library and was about to return to his office when he met Harry and Ron walking together.

The two were chatting and laughing, looking joyful. Upon seeing Aisen, their eyes lit up, and they walked straight up to him.

"Is there something?" Aisen stopped, his gaze falling on their hands.

"That's right, Professor, look at this—" Ron, before Harrycould speak, handed over the newspaper in his hand.

Taking the newspaper, Aisen saw that the name on it was not The Daily Prophet, nor any other newspaper from the Wizarding World, but the Hogwarts Campus Weekly, a name he had never heard of.

"You guys got the newspaper out?" Aisen looked at the two in surprise.

"That's right, after discussing it, we felt that the name Hogwarts Campus Weekly was more suitable," Harrysaid, looking a little embarrassed.

"Very good!" Aisen nodded.

He took the newspaper and casually flipped through it, finding the content quite simple. Perhaps because it was the first issue, there wasn't any fancy content, but rather an introduction to the history of Hogwarts School.

Much of the content echoed what could be found in 'Hogwarts, A History'. However, the language was very simple and straightforward, which would likely interest the newly enrolled Little Wizards.

In addition, the newspaper also reported on the Triwizard Tournament events. For example, in the previous two tasks, Cedric was leading, and so on.

"How much do you plan to price this newspaper?" Returning the newspaper to Ron, Aisen asked casually.

"Five Knuts!" Harry said, "The same price as The Daily Prophet?"

"Okay, I wish your newspaper sells well!" Aisen smiled and waved at the two, then continued walking towards his office.

As he paced down the corridor, a thought struck him, and through the connection of the contract, he shared Hermione's vision, seeing several pieces of parchment spread out on a desk, and a slender hand holding a quill, writing and drawing on them.

Shaking his head, Aisen withdrew his gaze.

Upon returning to his office, he took out the book of aisenand held it in his hands, caressing it.

As his fingers continuously moved across the book's surface, streaks of various colored light flickered on it, then merged with the silver light appearing on the cover.

The immersion and refinement of magic had been ongoing for quite some time.

This time, acting as usual, some changes occurred that greatly surprised Aisen.

After about half an hour, just as the surging magic within Aisen was gradually calming down, the silver light on the cover of the book of aisen suddenly intensified.

The entire book seemed to have absorbed enough light, or perhaps it suddenly became a light source, instantly pouring out streams of silver light that illuminated the entire office.

magic surged within him, and an inexplicable connection formed between him and the book of aisen. It didn't feel like the simple contractual connection established earlier after forging the contract, but rather a deeper connection stemming from that link.

Suddenly, the silver light receded, and the entire book of Aisen became plain and unadorned again. Looking closely, one could no longer find anything unusual about it. To anyone looking at it, it would simply appear to be an ordinary book.

"This connection?" Holding the book of aisen in his hands and carefully stroking it with his fingers, Aisen looked thoughtful. "It feels like an extension of my hands and feet! No—it seems that using the term 'Natal magic Tool' might be more accurate!"

Staring intently at his hands, he then had a thought. Without any visible action, the book of aisen he held suddenly vanished.

the book of aisen vanishing into thin air from Aisen's hand wasn't because he put it into a storage ring, nor did he transfer it elsewhere; it was directly absorbed into his body.

That's right, just as described in the novels Aisen read in his previous life, the book of aisen was directly absorbed into his body in the form of a "Natal magic Tool."

Of course, it wasn't entirely like that.

At this moment, after a long period of magic immersion and contractual connection, the book of aisen was more like it had been directly broken down into extremely tiny particles and integrated into his body.

After carefully sensing it, Aisen found that after the book of aisen integrated into his body, it seemed to be present in every corner of his body.

And every time the magic within him surged, it would continue to draw the book of aisen to circulate within his body. This was also a means to continue deepening the connection between the two.

This change in the book of aisen surprised Aisen greatly for a time. However, after pondering for a long while, he showed a thoughtful expression.

Previously, he had forged a contract with the book of aisen, strengthening the connection between them to a very firm degree. Not to mention he had also created methods like the Contract Renewal Charm.

Therefore, no matter what situation he faced, he was confident that he could summon the book of aisen at any time.

However, he wondered if it was because, when he was immersing the book of aisen with magic, he subconsciously kept thinking of it as a "Natal magic Tool."

Perhaps it was precisely because of this thought that, without realizing it, he actually refined it to the point where it could be directly absorbed into his body like a "Natal magic Tool."

This—magic is just that amazing, and thus Aisensucceeded.

It's just that his internal magic was extremely vast, so when it was absorbed into his body, it was more like it was directly dissolved by magic, turning into very tiny particles that spread throughout his body.

With countless thoughts swirling in his mind, Aisen had a thought, and a book appeared out of thin air in his hand, it was the book of aisen. With another thought, the book of aisen vanished again, merging into his body.

After several attempts back and forth, Aisen found that he could indeed merge it into his body at will and summon it out at will.

"Whether it's a 'Natal magic Tool' or not, putting that aside, it's certainly much more convenient!" With this exclamation, a smile quickly spread across Aisen's face.

After a while, Aisen shook his head slightly, calming his emotions, and casually stroked the cover of the book of aisen. The edge of the cover was engraved with clusters of extraordinary patterns, and in the center was inscribed an "∞" shaped mark.

Casually opening it, the first page still contained Hermione's personal information. Then he turned to the second page, the third page, all the way to the last page. Obviously, except for the first page, the subsequent pages were blank.

So, should the subsequent pages be filled with content?

Thinking this, Aisen gradually fell into contemplation.

Like 'The Book of Hieroglyphs' or the book of abraham, as a book with presence, the knowledge it recorded should also be sufficiently impressive.

But upon thinking of the memory palace he had opened in the Dream World, filled with various books, Aisen felt there seemed to be no need to fill the book of aisen with knowledge.

So, should he inscribe some Charms on the pages? Or rather, directly treat the pages as a "Skill Bar," with each page inscribed and solidified with a "Skill." This way, after the Chat Group is created, the skills in the skill bar could be lent to group members?

If so, there would be no problem.

"Hmm—I should inscribe some of the spells I have mastered." Aisen made up his mind and began to act.

Opening the book of aisen and placing it on his desk, he turned to the second page. Aisen moved his fingers in the air, outlining streaks of magical text.

As if elements were drawn from an unknown dimension, the magical texts glowed with silver light, dancing and shimmering in the air. Then, under Aisen's mental control, they connected end to end, forming runes.

Runes were outlined and stacked in the air, like building blocks. In a moment, a hollow rune sphere the size of a basketball appeared before Aisen.

In the office, a continuous stream of magical text emerged, like a tide, even drawing in the surrounding space. New magical texts constantly appeared, following Aisen's fingers, then stirring up ripples that disturbed the entire space.

To store a skill on the book of aisen was not simply a matter of disassembling a magic Aisen had already mastered, expressing it as a combination of runes, and inscribing it on the book.

It was like how he had previously inscribed the effects of Charms like fireproof, waterproof, unbreakable, and so on, onto his body in the form of runes.

But the effect of inscribing them on his body this way was to directly apply the effects of these spells to himself, not to seal and store them as skills.

Obviously, what Aisen was doing now was placing each Charm as a "skill" into the "skill bar," rather than applying the "skill" directly to the "skill bar."

However, he had already anticipated this point.

Just as he had done previously when inscribing Armor and Super Armor on the first page—on the back of Hermione's personal information—he could store the Charms Aisen had already mastered by using the power of the contract as a link.

Taking a deep breath, Aisen's thoughts shifted slightly, and he narrowed his eyes.

Immediately after, runes peeled off from the rune ball in front of him, then, like water droplets falling from a height, they floated down onto the pages, transforming into beautiful patterns that were inscribed along the edges of the pages.

Whenever the edge of a page was filled with silver runes, the page would automatically turn, and the runes would fall from the air again. Amidst the flashing silver light, they constantly appeared and disappeared.

Time passed little by little, and the book of aisenautomatically turned page by page.

As the runes floated down from the air, the rune ball suspended in the air had become fragmented.

Unknowingly, no new magical texts appeared on Aisen's fingertips, and the runes in the rune ball became flickering and uncertain.

About twenty minutes later, when the book of aisenturned to the last page, runes fell from the air and merged into it. At this point, there was no longer any flashing light of runes in front of him.

A moment later, Aisen stopped his actions.

Opening each page of the book of aisen, one would find patterns of rune combinations on its edges. These patterns, like carriers, transformed the pages into something like a "skill bar" under the effect of the contract's power.

After a moment of contemplation, Aisen turned the book of aisen to the second page and began to act again.

His fingertips moved, outlining a magical text, which then automatically connected with another magical text, combining into extraordinarily divine runes that continuously rotated in the air.

The Lighting Charm was successfully dismantled, expressed through rune combinations, packaged as a "skill," and then inscribed and placed in the "skill bar."

Streaks of light flickered before Aisen, then quickly converged.

Looking at the second page of the book of aisen again, one could see a "great rune" formed by the arrangement and combination of runes, imprinted in the center of the page and enclosed by the patterns on the page's edge.

Streaks of silver light emerged from the book's cover, like electric currents, surging into the page, passing through the "great rune," creating a faint ripple, and then receding.

Thus, a Lighting Charm skill was successfully placed on the second page of the book of aisen.

Immediately after, the Levitation Charm was dismantled, combined into a skill using runes, and successfully placed on the third page of the book of aisen.

Unlocking Charm, Loudness Charm, Softness Charm, Silencing Charm, Repairing Charm, Cleaning Charm...

One by one, common Charms were successfully dismantled by Aisen, and streaks of runes danced in the air, as if they were the most beautiful spirits in the world, outlined from Aisen's fingertips—

Half an hour later, when Aisen stopped his actions, some simple daily Charms had been placed on the pages of the book of aisen.

"Let's leave it at that for now!" Aisen closed the book of aisen, then stretched his neck. "There's plenty of time in the future!"

That's right, Aisen temporarily did not dismantle some more complex Charms. After all, there was no rush for this kind of thing.

With a thought, the book of aisen disappeared into thin air, having merged into his body. Seeing this, a smile appeared on Aisen's face.

It must be said, being able to take it into his body anytime, anywhere, was indeed a rather convenient matter.

"The skill bar has been successfully created, and some simple skills have been put in. Uh—, then the Chat Groupshould be a matter of course!" Aisen leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the armrest as he murmured, "But, it seems like something is still missing!"

At the moment, it did seem like something was indeed missing for Aisen.

Although he used the book of aisen as the server, the contract as the protocol, and the group members' names directly as the terminals, which seemed to have no problems at all, data processing was an issue.

After all, the Chat Group was to some extent a "software," and in the future, Aisen might add many functions to it, but the chat function certainly had to be there from the start.

And as long as it had a chat function, the data generated would have to be stored and processed.

Logically, storing data on the server, which is the book of aisen, would not be a problem at all. Even if the pages of the book of aisen were limited, he could cast a spell to automatically increase the number of pages—this is something magic can definitely achieve.

However, if he were to actually do this, it wouldn't quite align with Aisen's intentions. Just thinking about it, if the book of aisen itself were to truly store data, the data would accumulate more and more, and the book of aisenwould likely become increasingly bloated.

Well, for Aisen, who could use magic, this wasn't a big deal.

But obviously, Aisen thought of a more suitable method.

For example, storing the data directly in the Dream World.

One must know that Aisen possesses almost omnipotent traits in the Dream World, so wouldn't creating a world to store data be a very simple matter?

As for how to connect the real world and the Dream World, that was a very simple matter.

Previously, Aisen had projected memory bodies into the real world by differentiating them through the connection of the contract in the Dream World. Therefore, by the same logic, he only needed to recreate a book of Aisen in the Dream World, and using the contract as a link, he could synchronize the data in the Dream World.

"Alright, let's do it this way!" Nodding, Aisen closed his eyes slightly and cast the Dream God Spell to enter the Dream World.

The Dream World, as it appeared before Aisen, was usually his perception of the entire universe.

As his vision rose higher, he would find that from Hogwarts, to England, to Earth, to the Solar System, Galaxy, and so on, were all part of the world as perceived by Aisen.

Such a Dream World was usually fixed and unchanging unless there was a significant change in Aisen's perception. Of course, he could consciously and freely change the scene arrangements in various places within the Dream World.

However, at present, Aisen had solidified three scenes.

One place was where Aisen brought the Trio into the Dream World to train them in practical dueling, a valley surrounded by mountains on all sides, where all four seasons coexisted. Another place was where Hermionestudied, on a spaceship somewhere outside the Solar System.

As for the last place, it was a memory palace the size of a football field. On the rows of bookshelves inside, the books displayed were all those Aisen had "copied" from the Hogwarts Library.

Currently, to build a place to store data in the Dream World, there was no need to solidify a new scene. After all, the Dream World was not the real world, and storing data was too simple for Aisen.

Outside the Solar System, in the dark universe, a luxurious suite automatically evolved inside a spaceship.

Sitting at the desk, a book appeared out of thin air in front of Aisen, which was the book of aisen. Then, with a thought, the power of the contract within his body automatically extended to it.

Immediately after, a virtual chat interface occupying the entire wall appeared on the wall in front of Aisen.

"Does data storage need to occupy space?" Aisenpondered, then shook his head. "No, in the Dream World, I only need the time scale, and data storage won't need to occupy space!"

As his thoughts turned, two futuristic virtual time boxes appeared on the desktop in front of Aisen. The time in the upper time box was temporarily static.

For example, the time in the box was 11:30:20 on May 1, 1995. The lower time box, on the other hand, could be freely selected to a specific moment.

Simply put, data generated by the Chat Group from now on will be synchronized here in the Dream World, and then the time in the first time box will start ticking.

However, once the data generated by the Chat Groupappears here, there is no need for it to occupy space for storage.

Because Aisen only needs to select a past time from the lower time box, and the data from that specific time will be retrieved.

Obviously, this method of using time nodes as a way to store data was more reasonable.