Chapter 178 The old scholar's research project
Meka Anders blinked, and the light in his mind shone a figure bent over a desk, wearing glasses and with gray hair. Even though he could only see the side of his face, he could still feel the wise temperament cultivated by the years.
He actually looked a bit like Professor Dumbledore...Meka put away his glasses, looking forward to it.
Maybe it was the enhancement of the five senses brought by the basilisk blood, he could sense that the figure in his mind was a powerful wizard. Just by looking at the back, he felt a little nervous, as if he was being stared at by a cold-blooded creature in the jungle.
"Powerful is good, the more powerful the better... But who is this person?"
Maybe he was eager to go back to the dormitory to solve the mystery of the glasses. Although Meka ate this meal, he didn't taste anything.
After dinner, he walked out of the auditorium and rushed back to the dormitory.
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The number of people in the auditorium was getting smaller and smaller, and the lights finally went out.
As soon as the door closed, a black mouse crawled out of the sewer at the door, stood up, and the dark eyes actually showed a thoughtful look.
The mouse looked at the back of the old witch walking away in the distance, frowned, and murmured:
"A man with long brown hair, handsome face, calm temperament, and unpredictable strength, not weak... I looked for a long time, but there was no one who matched?"
"If that Greek noble lady is not a fool, then this person should have used a fake face, or gave the longevity potion to others?"
The mouse's vision suddenly rose, the flesh was squirming and pulling up, and the sound of bones creaking sounded in his ears.
He hunched his back, squinted his eyes, took out the magic wand from his arms, and chanted softly:
"The treasure is back!"
The purple light passed over the magic wand, and the eyes became purple and hazy. He raised his head and looked at it, only to see a purple light extending upward from his hand, like a ribbon.
But the purple thread only stretched out two or three meters, swayed around, and pointed back to the sky.
"Sure enough, I still have to rely on myself." He sighed.
This spell can only give an approximate location.
Now the life-extending potion is hidden in the Hogwarts Castle, but there are too many people here, and it will take some effort to find it.
He thought about this problem, put his hand into his sleeve, touched it, and suddenly felt a furry feeling.
Then, a "chi chirp" sound came from the sleeve.
His hands were full of fur, and he took it out regardless of the struggle of the thing in his palm.
A furry, mouse-sized thing suddenly grew to the size of a puppy.
It raised its head, made a dissatisfied cry, and its long nose like a platypus was facing him.
This is the magical animal he caught in the dark forest of Albania before-the Niffler.
At that time, he was hiding in a tree hole to avoid the pursuers of Albania and the US Ministry of Magic. When he saw it, it was holding a pile of golden coins and squeaking excitedly.
At that time, even he was a little confused, because this magical animal is a good treasure hunter and is hard to find in the market. Even if someone sells it, it is difficult for him to get his turn, because too many people want it and too many people want to use it to hunt for treasure.
Of course, this thing is born to love freedom, and he also spent a lot of effort and various methods to make it listen a little.
He looked at the struggling Sniff in his hand, smiled, loosened his hand, and said:
"Go, find the treasure and bring it back to me."
The Sniff gave a cheering cry and disappeared in an instant.
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Gryffindor dormitory.
Snoring sounded in his ears, and Meka took out the square glasses and looked at it with the light coming in from the window.
The square glasses are not ordinary objects, but a magical item, which can be seen from the fine golden lines on its frame.
This golden line is somewhat consistent with the lines of the magic wand and the lines of Harry's Nimbus series flying broom.
This fine line extends from the lens frame of the glasses to the legs of the glasses on both sides.
But this thing may be a little old, or it has been rubbed on a rough place for a long time. The obviously special lenses are also scratched. Only a small corner can see a clean lens.
What is this thing used for... Meka thought, picked up the square glasses and hung them on his nose.
A coolness suddenly flowed into his brain from the frames on his nose and ears. The whole person was much more energetic, a bit like putting a mint candy in his head, very cool...
"Sure enough, you are an old scholar, and you wear glasses for the convenience of learning..." Meka smiled.
He took off his glasses, put them in his hand, covered the quilt, and got into the bed.
I closed my eyes and emptied my mind. After a while, I felt a deep sleepiness.
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In the darkness, a golden light poured in, as if it was the beginning of the world, opening up a vast and boundless world.
A large area of fog rolled in, and the blurry scene gradually became clear, and a figure appeared.
Meka stood next to this figure, watching this person in this foggy world, from young to old, from a tender face to gray hair, over fifty years old, and finally withered face and closed eyes.
In the story shown in this world, others called him "Professor Ahwaz".
Ahvaz graduated from Durmstrang College, and is an alumnus of the same school as Grindelwald, the ferocious Dark Lord of the generation that Meka remembers and an old friend of Dumbledore, but he is much older than both of them. At least half a lifetime.
In this magic school, which is famous for teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts, after graduating with excellent results, Ahvaz refused the invitation of the then school principal to stay as a professor's assistant and resolutely went to the Brazilian magic world.
It is hard to imagine that this young man with excellent talent in defense against the dark arts is extremely obsessed with magical animals and related academics.
Therefore, he later taught at the Castrobushe Magic School in Brazil and became a professor of magical animals, devoting most of his time and energy to magical animals.
But even so, Ahvaz was awarded the Lifetime Achievement Award by the Defense Against the Dark Arts Alliance of the Brazilian magical community for his outstanding talent in Defense Against the Dark Arts.
It can be said that if he had continued to invest in Defense Against the Dark Arts, then a top wizard with amazing talents would have appeared in the history of the entire magical world.
After reading this person's wish, Meka felt a bit like complaining:
"Studying the effect of Xiu Xiu's blood on making rust remover... Damn it, I thought I was wrong."
He did not expect that Ahvaz's biggest regret before his death was that he could not fully verify the last conjecture he studied on "the twenty-eight uses of sniffing blood" and write down the research results.
The reward for fulfilling this last wish is:
"1. A magical animal expert's half-life research results and knowledge on magical animals...With this, you will immediately become a magical animal expert who has never studied magical animals..."
"2. The magic control of a Defense Against the Dark Arts expert...The control of magic is so subtle that it allows a person to cast spells without a wand, and even to retrieve objects from the air to a certain extent..."
"3. Part of the magic learning results of a magic expert includes an unformed innovative magic idea... This innovative magic idea is enough to show his excellent talent in magic... …”
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