aircannonsinc Chapter 176 I'm a genius in magic arrays!
Chapter 176 I'm a genius in magic arrays!
Chapter 176 I'm a genius in magic arrays!
"How do we open it?" Seeing Loila staring blankly, Lupin couldn't help but cough softly.
"Ah—sorry, sorry!" Loila quickly pursed her lips and came back to her senses. Her ears, which had been trembling up and down due to excitement, slowly stopped.
She needed to stay calm—if she failed to break the spell, she might be turned to ashes by the magic circle—she didn't even know what this feeling was like—Loila subconsciously began to wonder if being killed by the magic circle was the best fate for a great magic circle expert.
"Cough cough."
"Ah!" Hearing Mr. Lupin cough again, Loila shook her head and gently raised her wand.
Although the magic circle in front of her was very complicated, it was still no challenge for her—after all, who said that a magic circle had to be unlocked?
Loila gently waved her wand, then drew a bloody line on her arm.
"?" Lupin paused, then subconsciously frowned. "This is—"
"This magic circle is very complex," Loila explained softly. Once she talked about magic circles, her voice became incredibly enthusiastic, without any hesitation or stuttering.
"I must rewrite the magic circle before me with my own blood—because Veela blood is also a material used to create magic circles—"
—It can be done as long as you find the right method.
Lupin pondered for a few seconds after hearing this, then asked, "You mean the magic circle can be rewritten at will?"
"Of course not." Loila gently collected her blood into a small bottle she took out of the book, then added some other ingredients. As she proceeded methodically, she explained, "Each magic circle is self-contained. If it is rewritten arbitrarily, it may cause disastrous consequences. The magic circle may be damaged, and we may never be able to open the ruins in front of us."
"Then wouldn't that mean—" Lupin said, somewhat confused, "that it can't be rewritten?"
"No, no, no—" Loila chuckled softly, "But similarly, every magic array scholar will also add a backdoor to the magic array."
"That way, if the magic circle malfunctions—we can fix it." She tapped her wand lightly: "This is the back door—"
"Here?" Lupin pursed his lips as he looked at the magic circle in front of him, which was glowing because of the magic power injected into the tip of the wand. This was far too complicated.
And it doesn't look like anything special here—it's like a small circle among a bunch of circles, surrounded by other circles.
Lupin was already overwhelmed after just a few glances —
"There's a little loose end here," Loila said, extending a finger to lightly touch the area. "The magic circle here shows no signs of use, indicating that magic isn't frequently transferred here—"
"In other words, this is an 'extra' link in the magic circle," she said, coughing slightly. "But the magic circle is a perfect creation!"
"How could there possibly be anything extra?"
"So this is a tail, a back door."
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Seeing the confident Loila, Lupin raised an eyebrow, surprised that he had actually understood Miss Hamilton's meaning.
"In other words, we can start from here—"
"I can rewrite the magic circle!" Loila's preparations seemed to be complete. She gently raised her wand and dipped it in her own blood.
Then she carefully began to draw the magic circle from here—she wasn't worried at all about any accidents happening, after all, what she was looking at was a magic circle!
Like a friend, I would never lie about my existence.
Looking at the serious Loila, Lupin nodded gently, and couldn't help but look forward to Miss Hamilton's course next year. He had heard from Headmaster Dumbledore that she would be teaching a course on magic arrays at Hogwarts.
This is a course that only students in the third year and above can take—and Miss Hamilton’s fluent delivery just now—made Lupin not too worried about her teaching.
Well—the only problem now is that the course's owner doesn't know about this, or rather, Loira has selectively forgotten about it ever since Dumbledore brought it up.
Looking at Loila, who was engrossed in the magic circle, Lupin shrugged, wondering how long it would take.
"It should be ready by now."
Loila breathed a soft sigh of relief, then pursed her lips and looked at Lupin: "I'm so sorry."
"Sorry to keep you waiting—"
Seeing that Loila had returned to normal, Lupin shrugged and said, "It's okay—would you like some coffee?"
"Hmm!" Loila then realized that she seemed to have wasted a lot of time. When she looked down, it was still early morning, but in the blink of an eye, it had become afternoon.
Mr. Lupin probably hasn't eaten yet—and I've actually kept him waiting—if only I could have acted faster—
Loila pursed her lips a little guiltily and said, "I'm so sorry! I made you miss out on eating."
"I've had lunch," Lupin shrugged. "I even prepared some for you—but—"
He glanced at the soup in the pot: "It probably doesn't taste very good."
"It's...it's alright." Loila looked at the pot of hot soup and was momentarily touched. Mr. Lupin had actually made lunch for her—and she had been so engrossed in studying the magic array—
Loila wished she could cast a fatal curse on herself—how could she not cherish such a good friend? Loila, you bastard!
"Alright, shall we eat something?" Lupin ladled out a bowl of hot soup and handed it to Loila. "We might be exploring until evening."
"It wouldn't be good if I were hungry—"
"Mmm—mmm!" Loila pursed her lips and picked up the hot soup. She wanted to drink it with gratitude—no, it was made by her friend—she should keep the soup to take back to Hogwarts and share with Miss Nagini—
It's a pity she went to play with Luna—I didn't bring her along—
But whatever Loila's thoughts were, she was indeed hungry, especially when she smelled the delicious soup in front of her.
"Hmm!"
After taking a small sip, Loila looked at Lupin in surprise: "It's...it's delicious..."
Mr. Lupin is so amazing—he can make such delicious soup, while I can't even bake bread or fry fish—I really feel like a parasite compared to him.
"That's great that you like it." Lupin was also very happy to see this, especially since Loila seemed quite pleased with the way she gulped down her soup.
"So the drawing is finished, right?"
"Mmm—mmm!" Loila quickly swallowed the soup in her mouth and said, "I've completely rewritten the lock—"
"The password is very simple now—but—cough cough cough—" Loila coughed, seemingly because she was quickly explaining the magic circle while drinking soup.
Under Lupin's smiling gaze, she blushed and lowered her head, saying, "I'm...sorry."
"There's no need to keep apologizing," Lupin gently reminded her. "We're friends, aren't we?"
"Uh-huh!"
In a slightly awkward atmosphere, Loila finished her lunch alone. Although it was just a little soup, she was already very satisfied—it was more delicious than the food at Hogwarts and Nurmengard.
I don't know why.
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