Chapter 696: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 297

"What?"

The black cat asked.

"You are asking about the rules of the Boundary, but you already understand, just like now."

Ravenclaw's finger tapped, and some small mist balls jumped out from the edge of the black cat's tail.

The image of the first mist ball revealed a complex gesture, accompanied by obscure sounds.

"Barely qualified spell wisdom."

Ravenclaw evaluated.

The second mist ball constantly transformed, sometimes a cat, sometimes a cat-leopard.

"Good Transfiguration magic wisdom."

Ravenclaw put on a smile.

The third mist ball, the fourth mist ball, the fifth mist ball, all emitted a cold aura, and were pitch black.

"... Dark magic, dark magic, dark magic... what have you learned?

Has Hogwarts changed so much in these few centuries?"

Ravenclaw's expression changed slightly.

The black cat shrank its head and said nothing.

It probably understood that these were wisdom balls, the same existence as those bizarre desire balls, and were very common things in the Boundary.

"Hogwarts Castle does not teach dark magic."

The black cat finally said in a low voice.

"Green, it doesn't matter."

Ravenclaw walked closer, and the black cat could see the gorgeous patterns on the edge of her robes.

The black cat didn't know what this meant, until she spoke again.

"Dark magic is a sharp blade; what I am more curious about is, what made you have to raise the blade?

I remember, wizards had already defeated dragons, giants, and stood on equal footing with goblins, building their own castles on the land of magic.

Was it the goblins, did they rebel?"

Ravenclaw seemed interested.

"That was before."

The black cat answered cautiously.

"Oh? Then, is this a wizard's war?"

Ravenclaw didn't seem to be asking.

The black cat nodded.

Ravenclaw didn't continue to ask, as if this was the inevitable outcome.

When wizards solved the problem of survival, different faiths would naturally split different wizards.

And wizards rely so much on faith to survive that magic was born from it, and war arose from it.

After staying quietly in the hut for a while, the mist rose naturally.

"I am leaving, Lady Ravenclaw, Lady Helena."

The black cat said.

It had already seen what it most wanted to see.

"Then, wish us good luck?"

Ravenclaw still carried a faint, teasing smile.

The black cat's whiskers twitched slightly, and it said nothing.

"There are countless souls here trying to entangle me, hoping to gain the power that wizards continue to have in the Boundary. Do you know what that is?"

Ravenclaw suddenly asked.

"Wisdom."

The black cat answered.

"This is what I want you to understand.

Wizards have so many faiths, even cruelty has quite a few followers. But the true power of magic never exists only here.

Ancient wizards defeated dragons, defeated giants, and even suppressed goblins. But according to Helena's description, the wizards of today no longer possess such magic..."

Ravenclaw said slowly, and the black cat listened carefully.

The hut they were in had a pine tree hung with colored lights, and under the light was a fluffy orange carpet, on which were round stools and a black cat plush toy.

The kettle was boiling, emitting steam, and in the gurgling sound, the black cat smelled the fresh scent of pine trees.

It sat quietly on the carpet, trying hard to remember every word Ravenclaw said.

It always had a unique premonition about magic, and now, its premonition told it that it was about to touch the most profound and obscure part of magic. ===== CHAPTER 697 =====