Chapter 422 Sleeping Dragon Swimming in the Lake
Schelling spent most of his time in the restricted section of the Durmstrang Library, reading a huge number of forbidden books. In addition to the dark magic books with terrifying covers, there were also books with ordinary covers that recorded many small magics that were not allowed to be seen in the light.
For example, there is a magic called theft spell, which can move valuables into your hands through clothing; there is also a drop spell, which can make valuables on a person fall to the ground silently. Anyway, they are all stealing magic.
Schelling's main research was naturally books on the Dark Arts. This was the holy land for studying the Dark Arts in all of Europe. Since the second headmaster, successive managements of Durmstrang had been making every effort to collect books related to the Dark Arts around the world. Its collection of books on the Dark Arts had always been recognized as the best in the world.
After only flipping through a few books, Schelling discovered that a lot of the knowledge recorded in the dark magic books was something he had never heard of before. He was very sure that the quality of the restricted book section here was at least ten times better than that of Hogwarts. Even compared with the dark magic books that Schelling had collected from the major pure-blood families in Great Britain, it was probably not much worse.
Most of the books on black magic cannot be copied by a copying spell or transcribed with an automatic magic feather pen, because many ancient books on black magic contain hidden magic and powerful magic restrictions, and many of the raw materials used to make the books are taken from the blood of living people or other cruel means.
But this problem was also overcome by Schelling.
Schelling asked the keeper for a pair of long horns of a two-horned beast from the hunting grounds in Durmstrang, carefully ground them into powder using a special technique, then added raven blood and stirred it carefully, and finally added two drops of blood squeezed from his fingertips.
The mysterious magic power of the ink made in this way is no less than that in the black magic book. Then, Schelling took out three automatic feather pens that he had brought from the Hohenheim family. A large number of rice-sized magic runes were engraved on the pens using advanced alchemy. Most of them were spells used to break the prohibition against copying.
The Hohenheim family is worthy of being the number one alchemy family in Germany, and nothing it produced has ever disappointed Schelling - the three automatic feather pens ignored the restrictions on the black magic books, and used Schelling's special ink to quickly copy the black magic books in the forbidden area. All the black magic books in the forbidden area were copied without using Schelling's personal time, and then were treasured by Schelling and put into his personal library bag.
Xie Ling has two private library bags. One is the one Narcissa gave him when he was a child. It is used to store his collection of powerful magic books and precious historical documents. It is managed by Latifa and is open to all members of the Dragon Society. The core cadres of the Dragon Society, such as the 11 team leaders and Slytherin prefects can enter and enjoy the resources inside at will, while other ordinary members must contribute to the Dragon Society in exchange for enough contribution points in order to be eligible to borrow a book.
The other one was carried by Schelling, who bought it later. It contained secret magic from all the pure-blood families, as well as dark magic books that were not suitable for underage wizards. Therefore, the books in this bag were only for him to read. As Schelling conquered the Selwyn, Yaxley, Lestrange, and Avery families, the number of books in it had already approached 50; and now with the collection of books from the forbidden area of Durmstrang, the number had more than doubled, officially breaking through the mark.
[A large number of copies of the "Drmstrang Dark Magic Collection" are available! ]
In his spare time, he often walked around the castle.
He knew that a castle as old as Durmstrang must have many secrets hidden in it, such as a mysterious room similar to the Room of Requirement, or a secret room passed down by a founder or famous headmaster.
The library was his first goal from the beginning - by reading the history of Durmstrang, biographies of famous Nordic historical figures, and various fragmentary local historical documents, he tried to find any clues about the secrets of the castle.
Although he gained nothing in the end, he gained a deeper understanding of the castle and the surrounding area.
Next to the door of Durmstrang Library, a strange symbol flickered faintly on the gray stone wall - it was a triangle surrounded by a straight line, with a perfect circle embedded inside. This was the mark of the three artifacts of the god of death, a symbol of power, victory and death, and also the symbol of Grindelwald.
Xie Lin stood at the door, his eyes drawn to the symbol. He felt an ancient and powerful magic flowing from the mark. Even after so many years, the magic was still alive, with a deep and oppressive aura that made people shudder. The mark seemed to be engraved on the stone wall, and no matter how the school tried, it could not be removed. The magic itself seemed to be integrated with the wall, becoming a kind of existence beyond ordinary spells.
Schelling stretched out his finger and gently approached the mark, as if trying to sense its essence. As his finger approached, a faint resonance emerged from the mark, and even a barely audible humming sound could be heard in the air. This mark was not only a symbol, but more like a seal, a magical door to the past, projecting Grindelwald's will and existence into this place.
This remaining mark seems to be not only Grindelwald's arrogant declaration, but more like a warning, reminding every wizard who steps into the library that this holy place of academics once carried the shadow of dark forces.
In addition, Xie Ling did not stop exploring the off-campus venues. Under the clear winter sky, the ice lake was like a crystal mirror, reflecting the blue sky and the cold beauty of the surrounding snow-capped mountains. Xie Ling stood on the deck of the Sleeping Dragon, feeling the cool wind blowing across his cheeks.
This small ghost ship is exquisitely shaped and shrouded in a faint silver-blue halo, like a phantom on a glacier. Ancient runes are carved on the streamlined hull, and the sail at the stern emits a faint magical glow, making the ship look like a shadow floating in a dream even when it is stationary.
Xie Ling sat in a comfortable chair on the Sleeping Dragon in an orderly manner, lowering a slender magic fishing rod into the lake. The silver line rippled with the waves, and the reflection showed his leisurely expression.
The magic fishing rod is a product unique to the Nordic magic world. Once a fish bites the hook, the hook will automatically lock the fish's mouth and then automatically retract. Therefore, you are not allowed to stare at the fishing rod often. Compared with Muggle fishing activities, it is less exciting but more leisurely.
On the ground at his feet were several brown fishing rods and a small silver bucket with several small compartments in it. Some contained dry food, some were filled with densely packed caterpillars, and some compartments contained small black hard shells, which were water snails retracted into their shells.
The warm sunshine shining on Xie Ling's face made him lean back comfortably and look at the endless lake with ripples on the water. The breeze brushed across his face, making him squint slightly. He felt a rare sense of relaxation and leisure.
In fact, among all his girlfriends, he had only had such a relaxing and natural leisure experience with Luna. Daphne and the others really gave too much to Xie Lin, but he never gave them such quality company.
He secretly took this matter to heart, and decided to compensate them properly after everything was settled.
The lake bottom was rippling slightly, and a huge golden fish shadow passed through the water, but before Xie Ling could pull the fishing line, it disappeared into the abyss, leaving behind a ripple. Xie Ling smiled and said softly, "It seems that these fish have also learned to be cunning."
It looked like a golden salmon. Different from ordinary salmon, it had a golden color all over its body. Long-term consumption would help nourish the wizard's magic power.
According to Karkaroff, the most common fish at the bottom of this ice lake are golden salmon, but there are also many other magical underwater animals.
For example, the Thunderbone Eel is a giant eel similar to the electric eel. It has a glittering tumor on its head, which looks a bit like a small lantern on its head. It is extremely aggressive. An adult Thunderbone Eel can even release more than 100,000 volts of current to attack. Its bones are also one of Gorgorivich's favorite staff cores.
Another example is the horse-shaped water monster. Although generally speaking this kind of water monster that is good at shapeshifting and deception will devour those who carelessly ride on its back and then let its internal organs float to the surface of the lake, which sounds a bit ferocious, but as long as a bridle is put on its head with a placement spell, it can become docile and obedient.
Xie Ling didn't catch anything from fishing, but he was not disappointed. This was an experience for him. Compared with the wizard chess and crackling exploding cards that the little wizards of Hogwarts liked, fishing on the ice lake was obviously more attractive.
After a moment, Xie Ling took out the magic wand from the cabin, waved it gently, and chanted a spell to lift it into the air. Under his guidance, the Sleeping Dragon slowly rose up, and the lake water slid down from the bottom of the ship, turning into crystal water droplets.
The ghost ship took off into the air, passed through the thin morning mist on the lake, rose into the blue sky, and flew towards the mountains in the north.
Sherin stood at the bow, overlooking the magnificent scenery of Durmstrang. The ghost ship glided like an eagle through the snow-covered woods, and the white frost on the treetops flickered in the sun. When flying over the valley, there was a winding stream below. The water surface was frozen by the cold winter, revealing a narrow water crack, like a jade ribbon surrounding the mountains.
When flying over the peak, Xie Ling saw the silhouettes of snow wolves running on the hillside in the distance, and a white fox standing quietly on the rock, watching the ghost ship passing by. Xie Ling's eyes lingered here, and he couldn't help but sigh at the purity and vastness of this land.
The Sleeping Dragon flew higher and higher, finally passing through a thin layer of clouds. The sun shone on the deck, and Xie Ling closed his eyes, feeling the freedom and the joy of being in control of everything. He looked down at the whole world, and the ice lake had turned into dots of silver light. His thoughts were like this ghost ship, flying farther and farther, looking into the distance at the future journey and ambition. (End of this chapter)
