The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

This was a basement, and there was only one entrance and exit. Erwin could never remember it wrong.

The scene changed, but I don’t know to what extent the change occurred, and none of the young people present noticed it.

Not only Erwin noticed it, but Virginio and Ogg also showed surprised expressions, while Carlius showed a little disdain, as if he was watching a country bumpkin enter the city.

"Let's go, do you still want me to invite you?" Suuene walked over first.

Everyone followed, went down the stairs, and entered a spacious room. There were bookshelves stacked against the wall, and several small humanoids were doing cleaning work.

Erwin discovered that they were not any kind of creature he knew. They had flat and round heads and thick bodies. They looked like large standing toads.

"What are these?" Virginio was surprised.

"Stone Frogman, my servant." Professor Suuene turned around and said.

The frogmen awkwardly put their webbed hands on their chests and bent down to salute.

Angela squatted down and looked at it for a while, "There are not many amphibian characteristics anymore, the skin is dry and rough, and it does not match any of the currently known frogman characteristics. Have you actually discovered a brand new species, Professor?"

"It seems that you have some research on magical biology?" Suwuene said expressionlessly, "They are a race of servants that I cultivated."

The high-level wizard's strong character is reflected at this moment. Lack of servants? Then create an intelligent race.

"Why don't you just introduce British house elves?" Erwin asked casually.

Suuene glanced at him and said, "The British Ministry of Magic has very strict control over this aspect. There are almost no formal ways to purchase house elves in non-British areas. Their breeding cycle is also too long, and the population expansion rate is very slow. Doesn’t meet my requirements.”

"That's it." Erwin learned new knowledge.

"Okay, science time is over, come with me."

Sunlight shone in through the windows on all sides, and one could see the continuous mountain peaks outside. This place should no longer be within the scope of Ilvermorny. They were teleported without realizing it.

Or maybe the room they were in just now was teleported along with them inside, which is more likely.

"Welcome to my wizard tower, young people." Professor Suuene said with his back to the window, facing Erwin and others.

"Your... Wizard Tower?" Virginio didn't react for a moment, "Aren't you a professor in Ilvermorny?"

"That's just one of Professor Suuene's many identities, and it's a relatively insignificant one." Carlius said impatiently.

"You are too lazy." Virginio rolled his eyes at him.

"You..." Carlius was furious.

Erwin probably understood that unlike the professors at Hogwarts who taught full-time, Suuene in Ivermorny should only be considered part-time.

When Dumbledore mentioned Suouene, he seemed to regard him as his peer, but the principal was always modest, so it was impossible to make an accurate judgment on Suouene's strength by referring to his attitude.

....

However, it should be clear now that Suuene may be a much stronger being than the Hogwarts professor, and I am afraid that the principal of Ilvermorny will also have to show enough respect to him.

The top international bosses have the honor to invite magic academies around the world to send their elite students.

"Param, take them to the bottom crypt." Suuene said.

Only then did the students discover a dark-skinned frogman standing next to Suuene.

Erwin's pupils shrank. He hadn't noticed his presence before. Was it because the frogman was invisible?

"No." Riddle sneered, and then immediately helped Erwin clear up his doubts. "The passive perception blocking ability makes his sense of existence very low. With your perception level, you basically have to wait until he is stabbed. His presence will be noticed."

Erwin narrowed his eyes slightly. This guy's soul was stored in the diary, but he was very sensitive to changes in his thoughts and emotions. This didn't seem to be a good sign.

"Please come with me, distinguished guests." The frogman's voice had the characteristic grunt of an amphibian creature.

They were led down the spiral staircase. There were paintings hung every few meters on the wall. According to the rules of the wizarding world, the paintings were equivalent to surveillance.

He shouldn't just walk down the stairs to the basement. Just as Erwin was about to ask if there was an elevator or something, the stone frogman Param stopped in front of a portal and pulled a very mechanical lever. Pull to the end.

"Please come in."

Black brother Ogg walked in first, his tall body was shrouded in a layer of light blue light, and then disappeared without a trace.

A directional teleporter saves long journeys, is convenient and fast, and has the same principle as door keys and floo powder, but is more efficient in form.

Erwin looked at the lever device assembled from gears again. It was obvious that this device could be operated without magic, indicating that the magic application ability of these stone frogmen should be very low.

But low magic application ability and low actual combat effectiveness are two different things.

Klum, Angela and others teleported away one by one. "Perhaps this teleporter will separate you. Each of you will be sent to a separate room and imprisoned, and then become a miserable experimental flesh man... Are you not worried at all?" Riddle suddenly said sinisterly.

"Conspiracy theories and persecution paranoia will only affect weak people who lack reason," Erwin was unmoved. "Although I do have doubts about Suuene's motives, even if he wants to do anything, it will not Take action now.”

Although these seven boys and girls are the treasures of various magic schools, they are nothing more than brats to a top wizard who has been famous for a long time.

Normal adults would not grab a lollipop from a little kid.

The one who is not teleporting now is Lyudmila from Kodos Dorez. Erwin glanced at her and found that under the sunlight outside the window, her eyelashes were translucent and her skin was like the most crystal clear jade. .

So I couldn't help but take another look.

Slavic women seem to have a very strange phenomenon. When they are young, they are as beautiful as picturesque and delicate as angels, but after the age of thirty, they quickly develop into bucket-waisted aunts.

....

I don’t think about what Lyudmila will be like when she becomes a middle-aged aunt, but at least she is at her most youthful age now.

But it was just a few more glances. Erwin withdrew his gaze. It is human nature to be a young Muai, but thanks to the training provided by Melanie, Erwin is now naturally wary of beautiful girls. .

"Ladies first." Erwin displayed the demeanor of an English gentleman.

Lyudmila glanced at him, her sapphire blue pupils showing no emotion.

Then she turned around and stepped onto the teleporter.

Erwin thought for a moment, is it possible that everyone else is just an ant in her eyes? It's possible. After all, using her terrifying killing magic to kill ordinary wizards is no different from killing chickens. This girl killed twelve Pukki goblins right away, and the health bar of an ordinary adult wizard may not have Pukki. What about the Goblin? After all, they are magical creatures.

"With her terrifying lethality, indifferent emotions, and simple and direct thinking, she will be an excellent sharp blade. I suggest you stop thinking about the two little girls at Hogwarts and think about how to find her." Handle'..." Riddle rambled again.

The concept of "handle" is an extension of the metaphor of a sharp blade. He is not making a dirty joke.

It seemed that the battle in Hogsmeade made Riddle truly realize that he and Erwin were grasshoppers tied to a rope.

"Maybe this knife doesn't have a handle?" Erwin chatted with him one after another while stepping onto the teleporter.

The scene changed and we should have entered the basement of the wizard tower.

There is no other entrance, you can only enter and exit through teleportation, which is sufficiently secretive.

Professor Suuene was already here, and Erwin was not surprised at all.

Riddle was still chattering, "Human nature is all flawed, it just depends on whether you can find it... I suggest using a love potion first, but don't use too much, continue to carry out psychological suggestions, and use the Imperius Curse indirectly, and gradually Let her have the illusion that she can't live without you..."

"Have you ever done it in practice?" Erwin asked him.

"No, I just had this idea. There was no woman in Hogwarts at that time who deserved to be treated like this." Riddle seemed to be telling an ordinary campus anecdote, not about how to mentally control his classmates, " But whether I have practiced it after the age of sixteen is unknown.”

"I remember that there are indeed witches among the Death Eaters who are completely devoted to Voldemort." Erwin mused.

His attention turned to reality. There were seven booths in front of him, as many as the boys and girls present. Each booth was filled with a large piece of crimson crystal with golden veins inside.

One piece per person, obviously.

"Is this what we want to keep secret?" Viktor Krom first observed the reactions of others, and then asked calmly.

"That's right." Professor Suuene nodded, "If nothing else, these crystals can significantly improve your magic level."

"How to improve? Eat it?" the outspoken Virginio asked directly.

"Just cut any of your blood vessels and let your blood come into contact with the crystal."

Sure enough, Erwin's heart moved. Just as Professor Dumbledore said, Suuene's research results are about the fundamentals of human wizards.

That is the true source of magic power - blood.

"Why does this method sound so evil?" Virginio scratched his head.

Ogg, who came from the African Magic School Wagadu, had already taken out a thick animal tooth without hesitation and made a big gash on his palm.

Blood spurted out.

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