Hermione touched the silver butterfly hair accessory on her long hair, the one that gave her warmth and confidence, she had only a few incomplete impressions, it resembled a positioning device or signal generator, and was only given to women who had supported the Silver Wing Project. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 For women under the age of 18, the agreement is signed by the guardian and the local authority. She hadn't met any member of the Silverwings, as that would have meant she was in terrible trouble.

"Distracted?" Qiu Zhang reminded in a low voice, although it was not a formal class, but Xiwen was flying in the classroom of the Room of Requirement, so they should listen carefully. After all, the knowledge taught by Western professors is great.

Heloli straightened her seat, and her memory drifted back to a book she had read in the West without paying attention to it, the thick strange miscellaneous book, a kind of text that she didn't know at all but automatically gathered in her mind. Inside are the forces of various worlds.

The largest, most respected, and yet most cursed of all is the Silver Wing.

Born in a parallel world, countless epochs ago, the Silver Wing Organization was founded by a great being himself. Not for money, not for power, there is only one purpose, to punish all those who do anger but get away with it.

Each member of the Silver Wing is a dead man. Yes, at first, Hermione wondered why it was a dead man, could it be through the dark magic of the Necrogen, but the answer was even more painful. The members of the Silverwing are discovered and invited to join by the current members, who must have died in other worldlines or developments, and are extremely miserable dead.

Even many of the members were rescued before they were killed, but they clearly saw the complete image of the abuse. They have only one belief in their hearts, to kill, to kill all the prisoners who follow. Many of them ended up being machines like the walking dead, numb but extremely happy to carry out the last obsession in their hearts. Or, they have found their spiritual support in a long life.

A few epochs ago, another great being personally intervened to make a massive overhaul of the Silverwing organization, and they began to implement the current system, through the issuance of tokens, to monitor and protect the holders in real time.

At the same time, it is no longer done after death or when it is about to die, but directly punished by heaven at the embryonic stage of the crime. This also led to the later excuse that the Silver Wing organization was boycotted, and the crime did not cause the facts, how can you justify the punishment. However, this initiative has been greatly welcomed by all beneficiary groups.

The Silver Wings - what a pitiful and respectable bunch. Little Hermione shook her head, and put her thoughts back on the teaching demonstration that the West had magically constructed.

These days, Siwen seems to have found that after getting used to the existing magic system at Hogwarts, they can't change their minds in time to learn the new magic system. For example, education at Hogwarts is similar to 1+1=2 and 3+4=7, and only tells you that this is the formula, rather than teaching students the rules of addition. As a result, they can't adjust their magic and have no flexibility to create spells that work for them.

This is probably the easiest but roughest of the vast magical worlds. For example, in a distant world called Azeroth, archmages who study magic can apply the principles of arcane missiles to various magic, and even some warlocks who have studied magic can use powerful moves such as Chaos Split Arrows.

On the road to the Elder Scrolls, magic is also very complex and flexible, with runes, instantaneous, continuous spellcasting, and summons. If you learn this kind of thing one by one, and memorize the order in which each magic runs in the magic web, then you will be an elite magic apprentice for the rest of your life.

The journey of a true mage is this—to learn magic, to master magic, to interpret magic, to construct magic.

Xiwen clapped his hands, "That's all for this class, come to the class practice next week, I hope everyone's fireball skills don't look exactly the same." "Yes, he teaches the most basic magic of a mage, the fireball technique. What is the difference between a mage who can't rub a fireball and a salted fish?

Little Hermione snorted and left, and Sivin shook his head, looking at Harry, who looked embarrassed and wanted to go up and talk to him.

"Xiwen, I really did something wrong this time...... Hermione won't forgive me, will she? Harry leaned on the stool in frustration, his hands rubbing his hair in a mess, his green eyes full of remorse.

"There is a part of your thinking that is good, and your actions are basically wrong. Sorry, I was being blunt. Siwen sat on the table in front of Harry, this kid was at least ashamed, at least saved, unlike the Weasley who had been scared by the yelling letter for two days and then returned to heartlessness.

Harry looked up, "I was really just worried about the Philosopher's Stone, and it turned out to-"

"Last time, you were just worried about the dragon's safety, and it turned out to-" Sivin's words made little Harry collapse in the supporting space of the table and chair like an inflatable doll. Little Harry also knew how inappropriate his behavior was afterwards, but he often regretted it after reflection, and the next time he faced this matter, it was over again, and he was reckless.

Siwen patted Harry, "I can only tell you that this world, or even any world, has a rule not to become, even if your original intention is good, but if the end result is not liked, then your whole thing is meaningless and a wrong thing." In this world, only look at the result, regardless of the process. It's like you, no one knows how you defeated Voldemort, no one cares how many sacrifices your parents made, the only thing they know is that Voldemort fell in front of you, so you are the savior. ”

"And this time, they didn't get anything, and the only thing they saw was that I had deducted so many points for Gryffindor. So even if my intention was to fend off Voldemort, ......" Harry seemed to be lost in thought.

Finally, Harry Jr. sighed and hesitated to say what he thought, "Even if it is, it may not be able to guarantee the final result, but I will still do it." There seemed to be a kind of firmness in his green eyes.

Hmph, what a nice little guy, it seems that his future achievements are not without reason.

Well, it's time to sort things out, and it's time for the remnant of a semester to go back to where he was supposed to be.