Voldemort's revelation was staggering, which led Calvin to speculate about the origin of magic.

"It's not that I'm inferior to Salazar Slytherin," Calvin thought to himself, "it's true that I didn't do those bloody and cruel experiments. ”

"Although he brutally dissected a large number of magical creatures, even wizards, his quest for magic went astray."

"But fortunately, with his experiments, I don't have to repeat these bloody things."

"I'm standing on the shoulders of those who came before me."

Calvin stood in front of the window, felt the cold wind outside the castle, and began to rethink the origins of magic.

Magic is closely related to the soul, and most wizards have not made progress in their research here, perhaps because they have degenerated into dark wizards, or maybe they have felt fear and are afraid to go deeper.

Calvin was fortunate to have two powerful and experienced wizards on his way to his research. Rao is so, and he also stops at the study of emotions.

Is the origin of magic really emotions? Calvin asked himself. It is true that emotions have a great influence on magic, and mobilizing the corresponding emotions can greatly increase the success rate and power of spells. But emotions don't seem to produce magic directly, or pure magic.

So, where exactly is the starting point?

Calvin decided to seek help from someone else.

Calvin left his office and went to the eighth floor of the castle, in front of Flitwick's office.

"Please come in." Flitwick's shrill voice came from inside the door.

"Oh, Calvin, welcome, welcome." The diminutive Dean of Ravenclaw warmly welcomed Calvin's arrival.

"So, did you come to me for something?"

"That's right," Calvin said sincerely, "I've heard that you won a dueling match when you were younger, so I have some magical questions for you. ”

"That's all old calendar," Flitwick's beard twitched, and he was glad to have someone know about his glorious past, "just ask any questions." ”

"Professor Flitwick, how do you increase the success rate of spell casting when you cast magic?"

Flitwick gave Calvin a strange look, "I thought that only a young wizard at school would ask such a basic question... A wizard of your calibre shouldn't be bothered by failing to cast a spell. ”

Calvin smiled, "Sometimes the most basic questions are the hardest. Of course I don't bother with that, uh, I'm writing a textbook for young wizards to learn magic for beginners, and I hope that an experienced wizard like you can help me a little. ”

Flitwick began to rethink this most basic question, and finally replied, "The most important thing besides the basic exercises is... Uh, feel? Or self-confidence?

Sorry Calvin, I can't tell you what the spell is. ”

Calvin nodded, and discussed with Flitwick the techniques of casting different spells.

Soon, Calvin almost figured out Flitwick's understanding of magic, and it could be said that he had surpassed ninety percent of wizards.

Calvin then went back to Bassida's gloomy basement, where the white-haired vampire was holding a bottle of Coke.

Calvin smelled the obvious mixture of other liquids in the Coke, and couldn't help but sigh, "Good guy, I actually mixed dragon blood into Coke and drank it." ”

"Are there any results from the research on the silver mirror?" Bassida asked.

"There has been no real progress." Calvin intended to conceal his conversation with Voldemort.

"Okay, so what are you doing with me?" Basida gave Calvin a bottle of Coke, and Calvin opened it and sniffed it to make sure it was not mixed with dragon blood, so he drank it with confidence.

"I want to ask you what you know about magic." Calvin asked.

"It's rude to ask a powerful wizard about magic." Bascinda resisted the question a little, "This represents the magical path chosen by a wizard, and it is his greatest secret. ”

Calvin was a little speechless, what age is this, so he had to patiently explain: "Bassida, times have changed, now is the era of exchange and cooperation, and self-cherishing will only make people continue to fall behind." What's more, you're still worried that I won't be able to make a move on you? ”

With a tricky smile on her fair face, Bassida said slowly, "Tell you, it's not impossible, but this summer, you have to do me a favor." ”

"Help?" Calvin frowned, he didn't like the feeling of being blackmailed, if it weren't for his acquaintance on the other side, he would just walk away.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a trip to the pyramids." Bassida said lightly.

Calvin thought for a moment and agreed to her request.

Next, Bascida tells Calvin all about her understanding of magic, much to Calvin's surprise.

But it has to be said that Basida has an alternative and deep understanding of magic, and her understanding of magic and magic has inspired Calvin because of the long years she has experienced.

Finally, Calvin came to the principal's office, hoping that the old man's wisdom would bring him more inspiration.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, how the most powerful magic you know is unleashed?"

"Calvin, when did you start pursuing the power of magic, that doesn't bode well." Dumbledore looked at him with some puzzlement.

"Just a few doubts." Calvin said vaguely.

Dumbledore saw that Calvin didn't want to explain, so he didn't ask, thought about it, and said, "I think the most powerful magic is undoubtedly love." It was even able to defeat the Avada Curse. ”

Calvin lowered his eyelids and asked in a low voice, "You're talking about Lily, aren't you?" ”

Dumbledore nodded, "Lily is willing to die and use her life to keep Harry safe." This magic would protect Harry until he came of age. I can't think of anything more powerful than this. ”

"Is there only mother's love?"

"Of course not, Calvin." Dumbledore smiled, "The power of magic depends on how much you're willing to pay for love. ”

"So Voldemort failed because he didn't have the power to love?" Calvin asked.

"It can be said that Voldemort did not understand love, nor did he have the courage to give up everything. Even if he survives now, his defeat is only a matter of time. ”

Calvin nodded, and continued to communicate with Dumbledore until the sun was setting in the west, and he already had a little idea of his own.

Just as he was about to leave, Dumbledore suddenly said, "By the way, you'll be the one to teach the Defence Against the Dark Arts classes next Monday and Wednesday." ”

Calvin's face became extremely ugly: "So fast, didn't you say that I was the last in line?" ”

"Snape has substitute-taught twice," Dumbledore said helplessly, "and quite a few professors wonder why you don't substitute-teach. Calvin, I've got to be fair. ”

"Unless you can find a suitable teacher to teach tomorrow."