Chapter 477: Wizarding Magical Chronology

Did wizards discover more secrets of magic?

No.

They still had no wands, nor incantations.

From an external perspective, they had gained nothing.

Then what exactly did wizards do to turn magic into a controllable tool, into their most effective weapon?

It was order.

Order built within the self.

If a wizard had no external skill but could still unleash powerful ancient magic,

then his will must be extraordinarily strong.

This will was not the will of anger, nor the will of cruelty, but the will of control.

The former has been proven weak—if wizards relied solely on their anger to cast unstable magic,

the entire wizarding race might have been ruled by goblins.

Thus the answer became clear.

It was the latter: wise individuals among wizards discovered that magic’s power lay not only in extreme emotion,

but in ordered emotion.

If a wizard could harness magic’s power without relying on extreme emotion once, he could do it again.

If he could do it a second time, then a third, a fourth…

If he succeeded consistently, he would come to believe in himself—and when a wizard truly believed he could do it, true magic was born.

Wizards built powerful internal order, and thus the world had to obey the wizard’s order.

Hence Ravenclaw declared: Wizards are gods.

This explained the earliest origins of wizarding magic, which, to Ravenclaw, were perfectly understandable.

But only now did Wizard Sean understand.

【Chaos】、【Blindness】、【Order】、【Wisdom】…

The feather pen scratched softly, recording Wizard Sean’s thoughts in the notebook.

From the beginning, magic was obscure, unpredictable—Wizard Sean recalled Ravenclaw’s memories and named the earliest age 【Chaos】;

later, wizards found they could always cast magic under certain special conditions—the so-called magical outbursts today.

This was the first law of magic discovered by early wizards: just as Harry could shatter glass when angry, or Neville could teleport when terrified.

At this time, wizards believed magic appeared only under extreme conditions; they blindly pursued extreme emotions to cast magic… In Ravenclaw’s memories, wizards of this era were wildly insane, dying in all manner of bizarre ways.

Thus Wizard Sean named this pre-civilized age 【Blindness】.

Roughly over a thousand years ago, wise wizards—perhaps unwilling to become explosive powder kegs, or unwilling to become cruel, savage cold-blooded creatures—began studying magic’s patterns and casting it under controlled conditions.

As they gradually mastered their emotions and actions, and received positive feedback from successful spells,

true magic, controllable by wizards, was born.

During this era, all wizards used magic according to their inner order, and belief began to take shape.

Thus Wizard Sean named this arduous period of wizarding evolution 【Order】;

Finally, wizards created wands and discovered magic’s external law—the incantation.

Wisdom began to Making Guide wizarding power; wizards of this era could draw upon “order” directly from external history, no longer relying on the emotional forces of the 【Blindness】 age.

It was like: “Past wizards could cast magic this way, so I can too…”

Wizards no longer needed to build “order” internally; instead, they trusted their magic would manifest through the weight of magical history.

In addition, correct incantations that reduced magical resistance and wands that channeled magic provided immense aid; wizarding wisdom gradually formed, shifting from building internal order to studying magic as a tangible, objective force.

Ritual magic, belief… gradually took shape within wisdom.

Thus Wizard Sean named this flourishing era of wizarding magic 【Wisdom】.

At the end of the parchment, Wizard Sean wrote one word uncertainly:

【God】.

Then he erased it.

If a wizard firmly believed in his own magical power, and everyone else believed in his strength; if a wizard established an immensely powerful and profound ritual magic…

Could he define the entire world?

Must the world obey his will?

Should such a wizard be called… God…

Wizard Sean shook his head, dismissing such thoughts.

These were his own summaries; perhaps many flaws or errors remained undiscovered.

After all, they were merely his feelings and his own opinion.

…

“Incredible—truly incredible. Is this why you came to me?”

Oh, my dear Green, I can sense you’ve left out many details, haven’t you?”

Dumbledore held a yellowed parchment as if it were a treasure map.

He let out a low exclamation, his gaze filled with approval as he looked at Wizard Sean.

“Do you think my theory is correct?”

Wizard Sean asked curiously.

“Not entirely. Wizarding history is too ancient for us to verify.

But that’s precisely what we must do—if you can find sufficient evidence to support your theory, it will be the most brilliant hypothesis in magical history.

It would be of immense value, far surpassing Bathilda Bagshot’s History of Magic.

Let me whisper one thing…”

Dumbledore winked kindly,

“I believe it is very likely correct.

But evidence, dear Green—you must find concrete proof. They are hidden within Hogwarts’ library…

Ah, I’ve read most of those books myself, so I know you’re probably right—but you can’t expect every wizard to be like me, can you?”

Wizard Sean nodded, and Dumbledore was even more pleased.

“Tea time—I’ve always believed sweets lift the spirits.”

Dumbledore directed a cup of lemon tea laced with a lethal amount of sugar to hover before Wizard Sean, then watched with interest as the young wizard pulled out several thick tomes—he had already begun.

“What will you name it?”

Dumbledore asked with a smile.

“Hmm… Wizarding Magical Chronology?”

Wizard Sean thought for a moment.

“A straightforward and accurate title.”

Dumbledore nodded.

“But Professor…”

Wizard Sean suddenly said,

“I didn’t come to you because of this.”

Dumbledore’s smile froze. He seemed to anticipate it, and asked slowly:

“Then it’s…”