Felix waved his wand to attract a few discs of snacks, "Please sit down, let's talk first."

He picked up a chocolate cookie and stuffed it into his mouth very naturally. The taste of the chocolate made him feel refreshed.

Hermione looked at him strangely. Did the professor not eat?

"How was the summer vacation?" Felix picked up another cookie.

"It's very good. Our family went to France. I saw a lot of interesting magic and wrote them all into my magic history paper." Hermione happily introduced her summer vacation experience.

Felix nodded in agreement from time to time, and soon the two plates of dessert were emptied. He pointed the table with his wand, and the small plates were immediately filled.

"Professor, you didn't have supper?"

"Uh...yeah, you try it too, it tastes pretty good."

Felix was 70% full, stopped and slowly brewed a cup of tea for himself. "I saw the postcard you sent, but in fact I went to France during the holidays."

"Really?" the little witch blinked, and she asked with interest: "Are you going on a trip?"

"Because of business, I went to Paris for a few days and something happened in the middle..." Felix briefly talked about his experience and asked, "You should have practiced magical writing during the holidays, right?"

"Of course!" Hermione didn't want the professor to mistakenly think that she was playing during the holidays. She hurriedly said, "I put everything in a beaded bag and carry it with me, magical text carving knife, chestnut paper, and my holiday homework..."

"I'll show you." She took out a small bag from the wizard's robe, tapped the wand on it, and pieces of chestnut wood paper flew out, and soon stacked it high.

These chestnut wood papers are improved by chestnut wood boards. Except for the differences in color, the others are very similar to parchment paper.

Felix picked up the top ones, which should represent the highest level of the little witch. He looked carefully at the dense magic symbols on it.

Hermione introduced on the side: "I used one-third to practice a single magic text, and the rest are used to practice the magic text circuit, which you told me before. However, I currently only master the circuits used in beaded bags."

"You have really broken my expectations of you again and again." Felix praised without hesitation.

He brought Hermione to the workbench, "Let me open my eyes, Miss Granger."

Hermione sat on the chair with a serious expression, lifted her chestnut woodcut knife, and quickly outlined a magic text. After a summer vacation, her hands were already very stable, and the magic power was running smoother, without any rigidity and stagnation of the previous school year.

Then, the symbols of the magic text were outlined, and the whole process was like flowing water, with a hint of elegant beauty.

Felix stared at the tip of the magical craft knife, watching it pour out a lively red light, like a dancing elf, subconsciously remembering the experience of discussing the zoom spell with Flivi during the day.

Magic balance;

And the agility he sees now...

He gently hooked his fingers, and symbols appeared in the air one by one.

Hermione wrote down seventeen magical texts in one breath, which was the most difficult group of magical texts she had. ‘The next thing is to get them through one by one, you can do it!’ She encouraged herself.

Then she was more careful to pull out magic lines from the magic text, connecting and pulling individual magic texts together. She was so careful that she completely ignored her perception of the outside world.

Felix also followed Hermione's steps, and the magic symbols in the air were automatically connected together, completing the construction of the entire circuit at a faster speed than the little witch.

As blessed as the soul, he connected the circuit from beginning to end to form a circle.

‘This feels like a pattern on a meditation basin!’

Felix suddenly realized that he looked at the ring in his hand, broke it apart, turned it into a single magic symbol, and then connected them again.

Magic flowed in the ring like water waves, and the ultimate beauty was contained between movement and stillness. At this moment, a thought suddenly arose, and he wanted to try to restore the complete zoom spell.

It is not the splicing version of Frivi and his research, but the real ancient magic.

He had spent a lot of time on this magic, and he was inspired twice today - Flivi's theory of magic balance and the magical agility brought to him by Granger.

‘Maybe it is expected to succeed today?’

More symbols appeared, Felix first showed the known magic stationery of the zoom spell, and a hollow sphere composed of magic text became a little bit...

On the other hand, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, ‘Successfully completed the first set of magical scripts.’ She looked at her work with satisfaction, almost unable to find any mistakes – at least from her perspective.

‘Cartooning the rest also surprised the professor.’ The little witch thought to herself, and at this moment, she suddenly found a jumping little thing standing on the edge of the chestnut paper - she was not unfamiliar with it, and she saw it in the thinking hut too many times.

That is definitely a magic symbol!

Hermione turned around hesitantly, "Professor..." but her eyes widened, as if she had seen something incredible.

"The professor moved the thinking hut to reality?!"

In Hermione's eyes, Professor Hayp held a complex hollow sphere in his hand, surrounded by hundreds of magic symbols of various colors, and new magic words are emerging continuously, and most of the house has been spread all over.

She stared at the hollow sphere, and half of it was missing, like some kind of artwork with incomplete beauty. She had seen similar exhibits at the art exhibition.

But Professor Hayp obviously did not recognize this "incomplete beauty". He was trying to restore the sphere, and he was attracted by the magic symbols, spinning around the edge of the sphere. Occasionally, one or two symbols seemed to be attracted and connected to the sphere.

It was not until this moment that Hermione realized that the orb was actually built with magic symbols.

She was a little confused for a moment, the symbol of the magic text, the circuit of the magic text, what is the magic text ball?

Despite her doubts, she slowed down her movements and even breathed low.

One of the biggest benefits of becoming a little assistant to the ancient magic literature class is that she can always passively refresh her understanding of magic literature and expand it to new boundaries again and again.

Felix now only feels that he has entered a magical state. He can rely on his intuition to eliminate some choices and pick the right magic text.

He tried to complete the incompleteness, and the progress was going smoothly. The only thing he had to worry about was that this ancient magic might have magic texts that he had not yet controlled...

The hollowed-out sphere is becoming complete little by little, and Felix's confidence is also increasing little by little. He has a strong premonition that he will succeed tonight.

As time passed by little by little, strands of golden arcs began to jump on the surface of the hollowed-out sphere, which seemed to symbolize that he was only a little bit away from success, and it seemed that he was missing a magic text.

But another five minutes passed, and Felix shed a drop of cold sweat. My God, can't it be so inch, right?

Just one magic text?

Free magic symbols lined up and kept flying past him, and the air in the office was torn and made a sound of rushing.

‘This is not, this is not…’

He forced himself to calm down. Even if this failure was not a big deal. He was very close to success, wasn't he?

In a relaxed state, he suddenly thought of a subversive idea.

‘Why don’t I deduce the only incomplete magic text based on the existing vacancy?’

His eyes stared at the only gap in the hollow sphere.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was feasible. He had even analyzed some characteristics of unknown magic texts.

With his thoughts, he became calmer and calmer. The swelling magic power subsided. He placed most of his consciousness in the thinking room and tried to build the magic text he imagined.

Soon, the first attempt began, and a broken symbol appeared in the air. Half outlined it, it disappeared out of thin air.

Error...come again!

The Thinking Hut can only imagine but cannot be verified. But at this moment, he used the Thinking Hut to speed up his thinking and tried his best to win time.

Before he knew it, he broke the running speed of the thinking hut, soaring from three times to four times.

It is foreseeable that he will not have a good time in the next few days...

From Hermione's perspective, the construction of the hollow sphere seemed to be stuck in the last step, and Professor Hayp began to draw a mysterious symbol in the air, and every time its shape changed slightly.

A terrible guess appeared in her mind. Professor Haipu was creating his own magical text?

What kind of talent is this!

Isn't she really in the mind hut?

Half an hour passed, and after countless failures, a brilliant golden magic text was drawn. As soon as it appeared, it was attracted by the hollowed-out sphere and blended with each other.

A dazzling golden light burst out from the gaps of the hollow sphere, accompanied by a "hissing" sound like the melting of metal, and the gaps closed little by little until a complete sphere was formed.

Felix held the hollowed-out sphere with one hand, bathed in the golden light. At this moment, all the pressure disappeared. He felt unprecedented pleasure, as if his body and mind were completely washed away.

Hermione stared at the scene in front of her. She suddenly remembered the great names she saw when she was reading the Encyclopedia of Britain when she was a child. The book used various beautiful words to describe them: genius, great men, heroes, legends...

At that time, she was still young and struggled to ask her father with an exaggerated book, "Dad, what is a legend?"

The father whispered: "Maybe it is those people who have surpassed the times and only one will be born in a thousand years."

"They are smart? Or are they powerful?"

"I think more than anything else. There has never been a shortage of smart people in history, nor are there people who have mastered their strength."

"What the hell is that?"

"I can't explain it clearly, my dear, but I think it's also the one who has reached the top of the world at least under the recognition and blessings of countless people."

...

She didn't know why she suddenly thought of this little thing, but an idea was like a seed that broke the ground, growing rapidly in her mind until it grew into a towering tree-
Chapter completed!