Professor Busbaton seemed a little disappointed when he failed to find out anything. In fact, Felix also heard a hint of alliance. He, who was both Professor Hogwarts and the Boothbaton school manager, should be the most suitable candidate.

But at present, I don’t even know what the competition is, so I’m in a hurry to get help, and I can only say that I’m thinking too much.

He didn't plan to get involved either.

If he had to choose one side of these two schools, he had no doubt Hogwarts. Just like asking Nick Lemay with the same question, his answer would have been Boothbaton.

In the next few days, Felix stayed in Boothbaton's library to read interesting materials and fill in his knowledge base.

His greatest gain is not a specific magic, but a novel perspective on knowledge.

Felix first discovered anomalies from the alumni gift area in the library: Hogwarts or Boothbarton actually buys new books every year to fill the library, but in addition, they will also accept gifts from alumni, including some precious ancient books and the academic achievements of well-known alumni.

For example, Professor McGonagall's experience in transforming, Flivi's curse research, and Snape's potion formula, if there is no designated heir, they will eventually stay in Hogwarts.

Felix discovered that in the understanding of the same magic, there were subtle deviations between Boothbaton's collection of books and what he knew, not personal deviations, but overall deviations.

This feeling cannot be described in words, but it really exists. It is like two compasses, one shifted 0.01 degrees to the left and the other shifted 0.01 degrees to the right.

Betsbaton and Hogwarts were separated by this.

...

Late one night, the sky was as pure as a black velvet cloth, and the full moon had passed for a few days.

In a makeshift office, Felix spreads out a piece of parchment paper, trying to record the sudden inspiration

‘It’s like covering a layer of veil in front of your eyes. Over time, you will naturally ignore it. It does not affect your vision, but it really exists.

If the difference is represented by colors, Hogwarts is transparent silvery white, while Boothbaton is sea blue has nothing to do with which color, but everything you see is stained with this color.’

"Maybe this is the difference in the perception of magic caused by subtle differences between cultures, which does not affect casting, but..." He paused and thought carefully.

Felix couldn't help but reflect on whether he was too sensitive, but he quickly found a way to verify it.

The next day, he borrowed a thick stack of books from the Boothbaton Library.

Then, he used brain closure technique to temporarily block his understanding of the Iron Armor Mantra, including the human-shaped Iron Armor Mantra, all of which were protected by such derivative spells, and even all the magic knowledge related to the spell was sealed. Then he picked up a thick book, opened the introduction to the Iron Armor Mantra above, and started learning from scratch.

This process is really awkward. Whenever old magic knowledge appears, he will immediately block this article and treat himself as a blank parchment, a little wizard who knows nothing.

What he wanted to do was to temporarily put aside his past understanding of magic and experience, start from the most basic foundation, learn the iron armor spell again, and eliminate previous interference as much as possible.

He didn't know if this would be useful, but his intuition told him that it would be a good way to experience magic.

He actually tried to start with the simplest "Fluorescent Flash" spell, but unfortunately, this thing has become his instinct. He can block tangible magic knowledge, but cannot.

After weighing the trade-offs, he chose the Iron Armor Spell. As one of the six-level magic he mastered, it has extremely strong potential. Unlike some simple spells, the effect is just like that no matter how you practice it.

In less than an hour, he re-mastered the spell, and a thin layer of magic barrier appeared in front of him.

Felix couldn't help but complain: "I've never cast such a weak iron armor curse, which can be broken by a blink of an eye." But this is actually the level of the iron armor curse he successfully casted before he entered school.

But that memory is too long.

"I haven't felt this kind of excitement for a long time. I hope I can give me a surprise. Next, I will continue to be familiar with the process of magic. In addition to a lot of practice, there is also an analysis of the spell." Felix was familiar with this process. He looked at the stack of books in front of him, which were all books involving the iron armor spell.

He opened one of the books, read the contents carefully, and after understanding it, he adjusted his movements according to the above statement. After a while, he stopped to continue to flip through the book. After reading it, he continued to practice and repeated it.

His understanding of the Iron Armored Spell was constantly improving at an astonishing speed, and the power of the spell continued to increase, quickly reaching level 2, level 3, and until level 4, he gradually realized the difference.

The new version of the Iron Armor Curse is getting darker and darker, no longer colorless and transparent, but a color intertwined with rusty dark red and iron gray. There seems to be burning marks on the edges, and the protruding fracture is still shining with a brass metallic luster.

"What's going on?" Felix felt a little confused for the first time.

That's right, he practiced according to Boothbaton's collection of books. Everyone who can leave their experience in the library will not have bad skills, at least they will not make random mistakes and give wrong answers.

He had some guesses in his mind. In fact, after everyone learns magic, the characteristics of the spells will be different, but these details... in fact, no one cares, and they all boil down to normal phenomena.

Even if the same person casts the same magic, it cannot be the same every time. In the eyes of most wizards, this is not a problem at all. If you have to break the crucible and ask to the end, others will think you are in a slight dilemma.

The casting distance, the power of spells, the speed of flight, etc. will all vary from person to person. These are common sense in the magic world, and no one will think about it carefully.

Felix expected that there might be a difference, but he didn't expect that with the same starting point, the difference would be so big.

The iron armor curse he learned from Hogwarts to level 6 was to outline the golden half-body armor from the air, of course, it could also be a shield; but when the iron armor curse he learned from Busbaton to level 4, it was like a piece of rusty and ragged iron sheet.

"I seem to have discovered something extraordinary." Felix's eyes became brighter. He decided to temporarily put the original armor spell on hold and practice the Buspaton version of the armor spell to the level of the sixth level spell in a short time to see what the result would be.

He also has a very interesting idea

If the understanding of the two Level 6 Iron Armor Curse is combined into one, will it take it to a whole new level? And is this the level reached by the four founders of Hogwarts?

"Magic creatures, magic creatures..." He always remembered Ms. Royna Ravenclaw's words.

But how to do it, he had no idea before.

Now I finally have a way of thinking. Combining the understanding of the two iron armor curses together, it may be possible to reach a level seven magic curse.

Is this going to be true? He is actually not sure, but it is worth a try.

The power of the level seven spell is second-hand. No matter how powerful Felix is, it will not exceed the ancient magic he has mastered, but perhaps he can take the opportunity to see the true face of the magic of the Iron Armor Spell?

That's right, it's true.

He has always been curious about one thing: Will there be many restrictions on casting when modern magic reach the end? Or to put it another way, is the instinct of turning magic into a wizard at the end of modern magic?

Just as he told the little wizard at the Magic Club, "Maybe we are just regaining the instinct of casting."

Just like a flash of fluorescent light and a simple magic like clear water, Felix now only needs to think about it in his mind and can do it.

This process does not require any spells, just that he simply wants to ask for a cup, so the magic helps him complete it, similar to the unsuccessful things that are done with his strong emotions when he encounters danger.

However, Felix's magical instinct is stronger and he does not need to amplify his emotions.

He once read a sentence in the book, "The magic riots of the little wizards may not be very powerful, but every time it is a magnificent feast of compound magic. At the moment when the magic blooms, they are omnipotent gods."

...

Felix thought about it and felt that the reason why the same spell was learned in two different ways was probably because he had always been in a state of blind people touching elephants and had only touched a corner of the real magic.

It’s like two people climbing a mountain, starting from the same location, then choosing different forks, and finally meeting at the top of the mountain, climbing up and looking into the distance, it turns out that there is more than one road on the top of the mountain. Or in other words, they meet at the mountainside and then collaborate with each other to complete the last section of the road.

He recorded these speculations and put them in the thinking hut. These things are completely fantasy for the little wizard and can be equated with "The Adventures of the Little Wizard Mike". But for those old wizards who are experiencing magic theory, it is definitely a treasure.

The day before school started, Felix said goodbye to Mrs. Maxim, and the students of Boothbaton were not going to Hogwarts in October. He promised to welcome everyone by then.

He went to Diagon Alley first and entrusted Lupin's affairs to the company. Before Lupin pulled out his wand and recited a curse to him, he returned to Hogwarts.

Back at the long-lost Ancient Magic Wen office, he felt surprisingly relaxed. He took out a silver pocket watch from his pocket and let the Sniff Valen come out of it. He smiled and said, "This is your new home."

I hang a Merlin medal around my neck, hold an hourglass in my hand, and keep looking around. That means, can I dig holes here and find babies?
Chapter completed!