Chapter 213 New School Year, Four Agreements
Hermione's hunger strike only lasted one night. The next day, she decided that she had to eat a full meal so that she would have the strength to fight for the house-elves.
On the first day of the new school year, Ravenclaw's first lesson was Transfiguration.
Likewise, Professor McGonagall, who met again, asked the students to turn their knitted blankets into hedgehogs.
But as expected, even the top students in Ravenclaw saw a decline in Transfiguration after a summer of indulgence.
This left Professor McGonagall with countless homework for everyone after class.
Similarly, as the penultimate school year approaching the OWL (Ordinary Wizarding Level) exam, the schoolwork of the young wizards has become noticeably heavier.
Here is a moment of silence for those little wizards who have chosen all the courses.
Of course, the corresponding knowledge will be taught in grades one to three at Hogwarts, grades four and five will be responsible for review, and those who want to continue their studies will take classes in grades six and seven.
After the runes class was over, Aiden walked towards the Ravenclaw tower and met three people who had returned from the Care of Magical Creatures class.
Hermione tirelessly encouraged her two older sons to give up Divination and take Arithmancy classes with her, but was unfortunately rejected.
"Oh, hi, Aiden." Ron saw his younger brother as if he had met a savior.
"Aiden, good afternoon. Come and help me persuade them that the divination class is really not worth taking. Let's join the big family of arithmetic divination together." Hermione advised.
And as a dragon who also chose the divination class: "......."
"Well, you should know that Professor Trelawney is the great-great-granddaughter of a great fortune teller. Although her teaching is not very good, she is someone who can really make predictions." Aiden avoided the question.
"So?" Harry looked at Aiden and waited for the next answer.
"So, if we can get a real prophecy from her carving, wouldn't it be a win? And hasn't Harry experienced this before?" Aiden raised his eyebrows.
"When have you experienced her prophecy?" Hermione looked at one of the eldest children in disbelief.
"Well, last year, when Peter Pettigrew escaped," Harry recalled in the tower.
"So, you see, this course is still very valuable." Aiden said, then ran away.
Hermione was left wondering if she should rejoin Divination class as well.
In the afternoon, Ravenclaw experienced a triple attack of Potions, Herbs, and Theory. These three major classes almost drained the students of Ravenclaw.
Edmund said weakly, "We'll go back first, don't worry about us for dinner."
“+1” Ethan repeated.
"Can you guys do this, please..." Aiden laughed.
"Well, you can do it, you can do it, we'll go first." The two drained guys supported each other and returned to Ravenclaw.
Seeing the two leave, Aiden immediately set off for the Room of Requirement.
After walking back and forth three times in front of the troll tapestry, a laboratory appeared in front of us.
"What new magic are you going to research?" The portrait on the wall suddenly spoke.
“Hmm!” Aiden turned back in confusion. “Ms. Rowena!!??”
"Why? Is it worthy of admiration that I'm here? Besides, the laboratory you desire is not a simple one. Originally, my portrait was placed here to prevent little wizards from going astray." Ms. Rowena explained.
"So am I a little wizard who has gone astray?" Aiden joked.
"Ah, with your personality, are you really a Ravenclaw?"
The founder personally certified it, and the academy's 'spy' lowered his head in embarrassment.
"Okay, no more jokes. Tell me what you want to study. Go to the room and classify the desires in your heart as dangerous, otherwise you won't encounter my portrait." Ms. Rowena asked.
"I have learned most of the other magics. Now I want to touch the black magic." Aiden said solemnly.
"Alas, what a ridiculous name you descendants have been given? You have turned the good soul learning into black magic."
The portrait sighed and continued.
"Spiritual science, was there any other name for this subject in your time?" Aiden asked curiously.
“Yes, magic is mysterious and boundless to us, and every generation has talented people who can open up new areas.
But slowly, through the exploration of our predecessors, the conventional safe range was explored, and what remained was naturally the rugged path.
And it was at this time that the study of souls was discovered. Wizards deconstructed the soul and touched the mind, which indirectly led to the emergence of the garbage below. "
The portrait passed on its knowledge to the little wizard in front of it without reservation.
"Is the way of the heart also part of spiritual studies?" Aiden discovered a blind spot.
"Of course, or it can be said that it is a relatively safe spiritual science, while what you classify as black magic is a more dangerous spiritual science.
This is also the reason why I did not stop you from starting, um... exploring the dark arts, because you have already accumulated a deep foundation in the spiritual path, and if you want to take a step forward, you will inevitably come into contact with these."
Listening to the teachings of the senior, Aiden played his duty as a student, took out paper and pen and began to take notes.
“After studying to this point, you should have known that the mind of us wizards takes precedence over the soul. Emotions, the product of the power of the mind, will affect our souls when combined with magic power.
The traditional spiritual path is to combine positive emotions with magic, such as love, hope, courage, protection...
The essence of 'black magic' is to combine negative emotions with magic, such as hatred, despair, fear, murderous intent... "
"Ms. Rowena, what about the King of the Deep?" Aiden descended the Church of Bones and covered the entire Room of Requirement.
"In fact, there were fourteen slates of silence when they were created." Ms. Rowena in the portrait narrowed her eyes and began to tell the secret.
"When wizards explored the mind, they used religion and other means to develop fourteen protocols within the human race."
"Agreement?" Aiden raised his head and stopped recording.
"The fourteen agreements are also fourteen consensuses. The wizards held a huge ceremony to bury the agreements deep into the sea of collective subconsciousness."
"And then an accident happened, right? Wizards are very good at committing suicide." Aiden shook his head.
"Is it possible that we wizards are also human beings, but we have different divisions of labor from Muggles?"
Ms. Rowena blurted out an advanced line and continued without paying attention to Aiden's reaction.
"Because the research went too deep, the sea of collective subconsciousness became turbulent. Six of the fourteen agreements sank into the depths of the sea of collective subconsciousness, condensing the corresponding emotions of all living things and becoming the king of the deep world.
The wizards took out the Silence Tablets that were in conflict with them and stored them in different parts of the world, but in the end two of them were lost. "
"This is really..." Aiden wanted to sigh, but didn't know what to say.
Then the room fell into silence.
