Calvin temporarily put aside the grief of life and death, and asked the two, "Bathsida, and Nicol, what do you know about Stonehenge?" ”

"Stonehenge?" Patisida's brow furrowed slightly, "I thought you were going to ask about the mirror." ”

"The mirror is set aside, and there's nothing I can do about it for the time being," Calvin sidestepped the topic, "and now I do want to know a little bit more about Stonehenge." ”

"Stonehenge," Nick tapped the table with his knuckles, "I only know that it is a very old magic circle, and that the British wizarding community protected it even before the Secrecy Act was introduced. ”

Calvin looked at Bathida again, hoping that she would have something useful.

"Don't look at me," Bathsida shrugged, "I'm much younger than Nicol, and know even less than he does. ”

"Okay." Calvin was a little helpless, he didn't expect that the two old antiques in the wizarding world didn't know much about Stonehenge, so they could only ask other older people - such as the Big Four.

Calvin took out the parchment with the magic script from his sleeve and put it in front of Bathida, "I copied these magic words from the stones of Stonehenge, can you translate them?" ”

"I'll see," said Bathida, putting down her glass, picking up the parchment, and examining it carefully, as Nicol Lemay leaned over to look at it.

"Interesting, very interesting." Bathsida looked at the parchment as she traced the magic symbols on the paper with her fingers in the air.

"These are not translational texts, but practical texts." Bathsida gripped a sketched script in her hand, trying to tame it.

"Utility Magic," Calvin thought for a moment, "are the Magic Texts you have in your office for heating and lighting?" ”

"That's right, it's that kind of magic text." Bassida nodded, "For example, this magic text is 'protection'. ”

Basida controlled the attachment of the magic text in her hand to a glass bottle, and threw it to the ground, leaving the bottle intact.

"Is this whole page of magic text a protective effect?"

"I'm not sure about that yet, I haven't seen some of the magic texts yet, so I'll have to go back and study them. If you're in a hurry, I can help you ask someone, I know a young man about your age, and he has a lot of research on practical magic. Bassida said.

"There's no need to ask anyone," Nicol Lemay said, taking the parchment from Bassida's hand, "I know these scriptures. ”

"Do you know these scripts?" Bassida was a little unconvinced.

Nicol Lemay smiled faintly, "Oh, Barblin, I'm more than three hundred years older than you, so it's normal to know more. ”

"Okay, let's talk about it." Bassida said angrily.

"I dare to say that these magic symbols are the oldest in all of Europe, and even the oldest in the world."

"These inscriptions first appeared in the Lascaux Cave in the Dordogne department of France, where there is a magical relic that dates back 15,000 years."

"Fifteen thousand years?" Calvin and Bassida exclaimed at the same time, "How can it be kept for so long?" ”

"It is indeed a fifteen-thousand-year-old magic ruin, the cave is a super-large magic painting drawn by a prehistoric wizard, I discovered that cave more than five hundred years ago, and successfully made a philosopher's stone with the ancient magic left inside." Nicol said.

"Fifteen thousand years," Calvin shook his head slightly, "I can't think of any way to preserve my magic paintings for more than eight thousand years." ”

Nicol Lemay shook the parchment, "The answer is this parchment." I saw these inscriptions in that cave, and the entire cave was filled with these inscriptions except for the oversized magic painting. ”

"After refining the Philosopher's Stone, it took me thirty years to completely decipher these magic texts, and the four most common ones are these four."

Nicol Lemay pointed to the magic symbols on the parchment: "'Protection', 'stability', 'security', 'seal'." ”

"The rest of the magic texts are to assist the operation of these four magic texts, and in general, the role is to protect the magic painting and prolong the existence time of the magic painting."

In this way, Calvin and Bassida can easily understand.

"That is, the prehistoric wizards who made Stonehenge, and the wizards who painted the murals of the Lascaux caves, used the same methods to preserve their magic." Calvin said, "Will the protection of this magic text be invalidated?" ”

"It's hard," Nicol said, "and the protective scripts in the Lascaux Caves are still valid even after fifteen thousand years. If these inscriptions appear on the stones of Stonehenge, I think Stonehenge should be safe. ”

"That's going to be fun," Calvin rubbed his chin slowly, "Stonehenge." ”

"What's interesting?" Bassida asked with interest.

Calvin thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth, "The Ministry of Magic spends 20,000 Galleons a month to prepare potions to suppress the large magic fluctuations generated by Stonehenge. ”

"This is to cheat money," Nicol said bluntly, "In such a long time, the magic text may indeed be lost, but with 20,000 Galleons a month, it is better to dismantle Stonehenge directly." ”

"You're right, Nicol, the people at the Ministry of Magic who run Stonehenge are indeed embezzling the Ministry's funds. Now the question is, what can I gain from this? A sneer crossed Calvin's face.

"That's your business," said Nicol blandly, "I'm old, and I'm not interested in the intrigues. But if you're planning to study Stonehenge, call me up. ”

"Don't worry, Monsieur Lemay, I'll never forget you."

"Oh, by the way, Calvin," Bassida said suddenly, "the two of us called you here to ask how you were doing with that mirror. ”

Calvin pouted, "That mirror, there are only some very basic progresses, but if you want to have more in-depth research, there is not enough time." I'm already planning to find a time to release the mysterious man. ”

"If you don't need it for a while, lend me the mirror. I'd like to see if I can reinforce the mirror with the four magic words. Basida held out her hand to Calvin for the mirror.

Calvin asked hesitantly, "Are you sure there is no problem?" I remember the last time you were almost bewitched by a mysterious man. ”

"Give it to her, Calvin," Nicol Lemay began, "she'll be fine, I promise." ”

Bassida looked at Calvin triumphantly, as if to show off something.

Calvin thought it was a little funny, he was hundreds of years old, and he was still like a little girl, so he immediately took out the crystal bottle with a silver mirror from his sleeve and handed it to Basida.