Hogwarts: Dumbledore reigned over the wizarding world

Chapter 180 The Creation Spell!
Using the traditional methods of the magical world is definitely not an option.

The first spell lesson for every new wizard is about spells. The first thing the professor teaches is the accuracy of pronunciation and the precise movement of the wand.

There can be no mistakes whatsoever!
The young wizards didn't understand why; they could only hear some rather terrifying stories from the professor: a wizard mispronounced a syllable of the levitation spell, and a bull suddenly appeared and smashed into his chest.

A young wizard apparated incorrectly, so his head ended up in Provence while his body remained in England!
As a novice wizard, one doesn't understand why mispronouncing a spell would have such consequences. Some mischievous individuals with wild imaginations might even deliberately try to mispronounce spells in order to "invent" new spells.

For example, the case of mispronouncing the levitation spell and summoning a cow.

Such an attempt, of course, will not succeed.

Although magic is a matter of idealism, idealism still has its logic and conventions. A magic spell that can be passed down, even if it is in an idealistic way, must have undergone a lot of revisions and adjustments by generations of wizards to ensure that the "spell" describing its effect and the wand gestures that construct its structure can accurately express the magic's function.

Think about it, even with a spell like "Blazing Flames," which is relatively simple in terms of physical manifestation, how many concepts actually need to be condensed into the spell and wand movements?

If we were to calculate it in a Muggle-like way, the movement modes of plasma alone would be divided into ion sound waves, Alvin waves, whistle waves, Langmuir waves, and so on.

This still falls under the category of incantations.

The spatial structure represented by the wand gesture also has various geometric configurations.

With so much stuff simplified, one can imagine how much information is contained in the short syllables of a spell and the seemingly simple wand gestures, and how much error would result from any slight alteration to them!
Therefore, since enrolling, Vaughn has never tried to modify any spells. Only those who have a deep understanding of magic truly understand its complexity and difficulty.

"But now, it seems I've found a new path..."

Looking at the formulas on the blackboard in front of him, Vaughn's eyes gradually brightened.

"Leaving aside legendary wizards like Dumbledore, whom I still don't understand, from the perspective of life forms themselves, wizards and Muggles don't understand the world in much different ways. They both use their senses to receive information from the outside world. The only difference is the existence of magic and sorcery, which allows wizards to see things directly, while Muggles need to use their imagination."

"Interestingly, when expressing the world they see and imagine, the convenience brought by magic did not allow wizards to describe the inner essence of what they see in a concise and convenient way. On the contrary, it was Muggles, who could only use their imagination, who, when expressing their observations and hypothetical results, built theories and models for them in a profound and essential way..."

"Magic thus becomes 'grand' and crude; it can directly reproduce a certain result, but it lacks a sufficiently clear and easy-to-understand principle as to how to create this result. It relies on intuition. Mathematics, on the other hand, appears 'small' and refined. It cannot directly turn the final solution into reality, but through seemingly complex calculations, it solves not only the answer to the problem, but also the detailed process of arriving at the answer!"

"Both have flaws, but...they can also be combined!"

The feeling of having a clear train of thought brought Vaughn a sense of genuine joy.

Although he heard Matthew re-enter the space and bring many people with him, he ignored it.

The inspiration he had been holding onto prompted him to begin calculating again.

The new formula is no longer a completely Muggle mathematical formula, but incorporates the "unknown quantity" that he directly perceives as a wizard, an "observer" who is proficient in apparition and has a direct perception of spatial structure.

It is indeed difficult to modify a mature spell using traditional methods in the magical world.

It wasn't because the spell was so perfect, but because of the lack of a clear theory, which made it difficult for wizards to understand where to begin!

Even now, mathematics is certainly not equivalent to magic.

However, at least on certain issues concerning reality, the world and the universe we live in, he saw the possibility of building a "theory" for magic through the path of mathematics!
Vaughn, who was rapidly calculating and writing, heard Matthew ask him something, but his attention was no longer on it.

He didn't even know what he had answered.

All he knew was that he quickly completed the calculations, and then, following the process revealed by the calculations, he emptied his mind, allowing his thoughts to wander and connect with the space.

Just like when I first learned Apparition.

But unlike before, what guided his "learning," what he perceived, was no longer a vague "imagination," no longer "recalling or thinking about the scene you want to go to."

Rather, it is a more lucid, more abstract, but rigorously defined "world" through calculation.

He "saw" a smooth, static sphere quietly appearing in the air around him as his thoughts wandered and his magic was released.

It is a singularity, and also a ring singularity.

But it is also a stable entrance to the passage, and all he did was slightly modify some of the quantities based on his calculations.

Thus, supported by energy (magic), it appeared in a way different from Apparition!

Vaughn gently raised his hand.

Without feeling anything, my hand slipped into the hole in the sphere!

Then, on the other side of the passage, he felt... the sea breeze...

.........

Clint had almost forgotten how he got out of the suitcase.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing outside the hotel. In the pitch-black night, the salty, damp wind blowing from the bay brought a chill.

He glanced around at Melody, Zach, and even captain Oliver, all of whom wore the same dazed expression.

The group stood there dumbfounded for a while longer.

Melody seemed to be talking in his sleep, or perhaps asking a question, "Weasley... he used Muggle tools to develop a new kind of magic?"

"No, not necessarily..."

Zack instinctively retorted, "Does everything on the blackboard necessarily involve mathematics? Maybe Clint is mistaken—"

"They're mathematical symbols!"

Shaking his head, which felt a bit swollen and heavy, Clint took off his glasses, rubbing his temples as he said, "Although I don't understand the specifics, the format doesn't lie. There's no set of symbols in the magical world written like that."

“That doesn’t prove anything,” Zack said stubbornly. “Even if it’s mathematics, so what? Maybe Mr. Weasley was just writing it for fun? Maybe he just wanted to test his new magic research after he finished writing it…”

“In that context, your reasons don’t hold water. We all saw it; he was thinking at the blackboard, and then his hand…”

Melody didn't know how to describe her feelings.

She felt as if her mind had been struck hard by something she had seen not long ago, and she was still feeling dizzy and disoriented.

She understood why Zach was so insistent on arguing, because she herself wasn't too keen on admitting what she had witnessed not long ago.

Using Muggle knowledge to study magic... that's absurd!
How could Muggle knowledge possibly lead to the discovery of magic!
But that was exactly what she saw.

"Fuck!" Melody muttered a curse under her breath, scratching her head. Then she looked at Oliver, who hadn't said a word since they came out: "Captain, what's your opinion... Captain?"

"Ok?"

Oliver, seemingly just regaining his senses, paused for a moment upon hearing her question, then shook his head: "I have no opinion. The truth is probably what Clint said: Mr. Weasley discovered a new kind of magic through Muggle mathematics on the blackboard..."

"..."

Zach was frustrated.

Just as he was about to say something more, he saw the hotel doors open, and the two Congress Aurors walked out, looking just as dazed as they did.

Upon seeing Oliver and the others, the two snapped out of their daze, but they didn't say anything, merely nodding politely in greeting before hurrying away.

Before long, two brooms shot into the sky, and the two men quickly disappeared into the night sky.

The appearance of the two finally freed Melody from her previous dilemma. She muttered, "Damn hyenas... Captain, what do we do now? Those two guys have been here all along, and we haven't spoken to Mr. Weasley. Should we go back while they're gone?"

"Need not."

Oliver smiled. "I've already contacted Mr. Weasley. As for now, just leave the city as you would have done after the normal transaction!"

"Have you made contact? When?"

"While you're all spacing out!"

Oliver chuckled and made a sarcastic remark, but no one noticed that a wisp of white mist flashed across his narrowed eyes...

……

"Sir, you..."

Once everyone in the suitcase had left, Matthew, still looking shocked, hesitantly asked, "You used Muggle mathematics to invent new magic?"

In front of him, Vaughn, sitting in a chair, was observing with great interest a "sphere" that floated in front of him and appeared to be a perfectly round shape from any angle.

The reason we don't call it a sphere directly is because, to the naked eye, it does indeed appear as a circle, and it's impossible to distinguish whether it has a spherical structure.

Matthew couldn't understand why the ball was behaving so strangely.

Just as he couldn't understand how Muggle mathematics could develop magic.

After observing the strange sphere for a while, Vaughn seemed to see his confusion and said, "You've been out of Hogwarts for so many years, you must have tried to develop spells, right? Did you find the development of spells particularly difficult?"

"Uh, yes."

Of course it's difficult; there's simply no way to begin.

"Have you ever thought about why developing spells is so difficult?"

Matthew was speechless.

Vaughn didn't expect him to answer, and replied directly: "Because we lack theory, we lack theoretical analysis of the common, obvious phenomenon of why 1+1 equals 2."

Matthew blinked; he didn't quite understand.

Why would anyone bother studying such a trivial question as 1+1=2...?

After a long pause to process what Vaughn was saying, Matthew asked, "So, in your eyes, Muggle mathematics can be used as a theory for developing spells?"

Despite being a Muggle, Matthew still thought the idea was absurd!

To his surprise, Vaughn shook his head: "Of course not!"

"?"

“Muggles and wizards are ultimately different. Although they have built many models using mathematics, they cannot fully summarize the principles of spell formation, especially in the description of spacetime and dimensions…”

As he spoke, Vaughn looked at the "sphere" that he was maintaining with his magic and fell into deep thought again.

Yes, mathematics cannot serve as the "theory" of a spell, although Vaughn successfully modified Apparition using mathematical calculations, turning it into another form of magic.

But in essence, Apparition and the mathematical model it uses are different.

For example, the concept of dimension is lacking in the expression of the Lorentz wormhole, but Apparition actually has dimensions. Any wizard who uses Apparition can see the same scene in Apparition - a cylindrical, "tunnel-like" thing.

The wizards, stretched into a shape resembling a strange ring, traversed the cylindrical passage by sliding along its inner wall.

This is different from the Lorenz wormhole concept of spacetime.

Its appearance is more like a distortion of three-dimensional space. To be precise, it should be that the wizard, as a three-dimensional being, can only come into contact with and see this "cylindrical passage" distorted by three-dimensional space.

So, are there higher dimensions?

It definitely exists, because the existence of time magic is undeniable in the magical world!

At the same time, the existence of magic that can manipulate time, such as the Flashback Spell and the Restoration Spell, proves that there are dimensions higher than four dimensions.

For example, five dimensions!
A strange dimension where time, space, and speed all have positive and negative aspects. In short, in that dimension, time can flow backward, space can go back to the past, and speed... can become instantaneous teleportation!
Or you could call it instantaneous time travel!

"Unfortunately, current mathematical models haven't derived this concept. Only the relatively crude Euclidean wormhole has a vague idea, but its foundation is quantum fluctuations and string theory..."

Vaughn thought with some regret.

However, it was only "some" of it. He looked at the "ball" in front of him, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips. Yes, mathematics cannot be completely regarded as the "theory" of magic. It has flaws, but such flaws can be made up for!
At least, he has seen the direction.

This "direction" requires Muggles, and it also requires more powerful "magical tools"!
Seeing the president's smile, Matthew grew even more confused. The brief exchange hadn't resolved many of his questions; instead, they'd deepened. He suddenly felt that after decades of studying magic, he hadn't learned anything at all…

As Matthew was lost in thought, he saw Vaughn stand up:

“My dear Matthew, stop dwelling on things you can’t understand. It’s too complicated right now, but one day I’ll make it simple… Go and keep watch outside. Don’t let anyone bother me. The fire dragons have arrived; I need to study them as soon as possible!”

"……Yes!"

The fire dragon that Oliver and the others brought was bound by enchanted chains and tethered to the center of the distant plains, next to the werewolf experimental area.

Now promoted to the first lackey of Vaughn, the tree bee brandished its mace-like tail and flew around the five fire dragons, breathing fire intimidatingly.

The five fire dragons are the Hehidari Black Dragon, the Common Welsh Green Dragon, the Tree Bee, the Australian Eggshell Dragon, and the Fireball Dragon.

Both black dragons and green dragons are native to England. Black dragons live in the Scottish Highlands (the Hehidari Islands habitat, which was designated as a black dragon reserve after the implementation of the Secret Service Act). Before the reserve was established, it was almost the dominant dragon species in England.

Because of its ferocious and warlike nature, this type of dragon is relatively rare among all fire dragons. It is not inclined to live in groups, and adult individuals prefer to live alone.

In ancient times, the territory of a single black dragon could extend to 100 square miles, while the entire British Isles are only a little over 9 square miles.

Therefore, it has always been the most active dragon in England. The huge demand for territory means that they are either fighting or on their way to fight, making them the species that causes the most frequent leaks of magic in Britain.

"Roar--"

Under the bright moonlight, the black dragon, with its jet-black scales like a layer of matte armor, still roared menacingly at the tree bees even though it was bound by iron chains.

It breathed fire again, which made the black dragon furious. A sly and mischievous glint appeared in the tree bee's bright eyes.

Then it saw Vaughn walking over, its pupils immediately contracted, and it obediently lowered its head.

"Gurgle~~~~~~"

The tree bee, like a cuddly cat, purred and nuzzled affectionately toward Vaughn.

Touching the thorns on its head, Vaughn casually cast a stun spell on the raging black dragon.

The black dragon struggled desperately, but its scales and skin, which were highly resistant to magic, were no match for the spell of a powerful wizard.

It quickly fell into a coma.

This made the tree wasp, who had witnessed it firsthand, even more docile. It rolled over affectionately, exposing its belly—in nature, whether it's an ordinary wild animal or a magical creature, the belly is the most vulnerable part. Although animals don't have the concept of submission, the meaning they're trying to convey is similar.

He scratched Betty's parrot-like beak and chin—Vaughn had overheard Oliver's henchman, the burly man named Zach Baird, calling the bee that.

Although the tree bee was too lazy to pay any attention to him, it did not reject the name. Vaughn did not want to come up with another name, so he continued to use it.

He observed the fire dragons amidst Betty's snoring.

Compared to the grumpy black dragon, the other fire dragons seem much more docile, though that doesn't mean they have good tempers.

For example, the ordinary Welsh green dragon next to the black dragon, this fire dragon with its whole body dark green, its slender body curled up, its thin, membrane-like skin reflecting the moonlight contracting and expanding as if breathing, like a venomous snake poised to strike.

This is precisely its warning sign.

Beside it, the Fireball Dragon from East Asia, whose originally fiery red scales were now so vibrant that even the darkness and moonlight could not conceal their brilliance.

It looked as if fire was flowing across the scales.

This fire dragon, which looks like it has a pair of wings and resembles a salamander magnified hundreds of times, is most distinctive for its tassel-like mane around its neck.

Therefore, the Fireball Dragon is also called the Lion Dragon.

At this moment, the tassels had become fluffy. Sensing the threat, the Fireball Dragon stared intently at Vaughn with its bulging eyes. The air around its mouth and nose was distorted by the scorching fireball.

Vonn found the Fireball Dragon quite novel.

In his previous life, he was from East Asia, and from childhood, the dragon was a totem-like belief in his upbringing.

But the real fireball dragon has nothing to do with the dragon in mythology.

In fact, the Fireball Dragon is the only subspecies of all fire dragons that feeds on humans.

This diet is widespread among fireball dragons. However, according to documents seen by Vaughn, several hundred years ago, when the Federation was overseeing the delineation of fireball dragon protected areas in various countries, it organized an investigation team to study the phenomenon of fireball dragons eating humans.

The final result greatly surprised the magical world at the time—the cannibalistic nature of fireball dragons is innate, meaning that even a newly born hatchling instinctively knows that humans are on their menu.

Strangely, this cannibalistic behavior is gradually weakening, and some "mutated" individuals that have been tracked and observed by the investigation team have even shown unusually friendly tendencies towards humans.

The magical world has no concept of biology. Research on magical creatures generally focuses on what materials can be used from them or to explore new avenues for their utilization.

So even now, the wizarding world doesn't know why the Fireball Dragon has such a strange change, until Vaughn found those investigation reports donated to the school by the "alumni" who participated in the investigation back then in the Hogwarts Library.

Vaughn, who understands East Asian culture and possesses a Muggle scientific mindset, has some speculations on this: "The dietary changes of the Fireball Dragon may be related to the dragon totem worship of Muggles in East Asia... the influence of Muggle legends on the mystical..."

"When I have more free time in the future, I can take a trip to East Asia. The Fireball Dragon might be the first species that I can observe that is influenced by Muggle legends..."

Gazing at the Fireball Dragon with its fluffy, tassel-like mane, it seemed to be glaring menacingly.

Vaughn decided not to kill it for the time being.

Because its value lies not only in completing the system's side quests, but also in addressing potentially deeper issues that interest him.

Why does the Fireball Dragon eat humans?

Every living thing, even the most amazing ones, has survival habits and strategies that are closely related to its environment.

Based on this reasoning, the cannibalistic habits of the entire group of Fireball Dragons could not possibly be a recent phenomenon, dating back only a few thousand years. So how far back could it have been? Can this prove or disprove his previous hypothesis that Fireball Dragons might not be native to Earth?

Furthermore, are there any connections between the changes in the Fireball Dragon's diet and the dragon totem worship among Muggles in East Asia? If so, is the dragon worship a spontaneous phenomenon among Muggles, or a result of deliberate guidance from Qi practitioners?
These are all very interesting topics.

The former may help trace when magic "appeared" on Earth, or even the origin of magic, while the latter is related to the magical community of that East Asian country.

Internationally, little is known about Qi practitioners, but what is certain is that with the gradual opening up of Muggle regimes in East Asia, the magical world there is no longer in a relatively closed state as it has been in the past few decades.

In the foreseeable future, they will gradually re-engage in the international affairs of the wizarding world, and like their Muggle government, rapidly expand their international influence.

Neither Vaughn nor WAC can ignore their existence!

It wasn't just the Fireball Dragon that survived; the last Fireball Dragon also survived.

Vonn shifted his gaze from the Fireball Dragon to the last one, a dragon bathed quietly in the moonlight, its entire body pearly white, shimmering and beautiful, like a work of art by nature—

Australian protein eye!
A type of fire dragon that has almost no connection to Australia, lives in New Zealand, and looks nothing like a fire dragon!
Its pearl-shaped, round and delicate scales reflect every ray of moonlight. The unique structure even causes the scales to decompose polychromatic light, exhibiting a dispersion phenomenon.

The specific visual expression is like... it is covered with a faint rainbow, colorful and flowing on its surface with its breath!

Even her eyes, which had no pupils, were like two opals, colorful and vibrant.

"it's beautiful……"

Even if you've seen this beautiful creature in photos, photos are just photos, and there's a difference between seeing it up close and in person.

At least, current photographic technology struggles to capture its stunning colors.

Hearing Vaughn's murmurs, Betty, who was rolling on her back and playing with Vaughn's hand with her parrot-like beak, seemed to understand.

She immediately sat up, her slender snake eyes staring maliciously at the egg-white eyes.

The white-eyed dragon showed no reaction to its sudden hostility, neither roaring nor showing any wary anxiety. This dragon, whose scales and body curves were all beautiful, responded to everything with gentleness, just like its beauty.

A fire dragon, yet it gives one the illusion of a lady from a noble family!
In fact, it is indeed the gentlest of all the fire dragons, from the vicious tree bee to the man-eating fireball dragon, and then to the treacherous green dragon and poisonous fang dragon.

These dragons can be described as ferocious and evil. Even now that a dragon reserve has been established, news of dragons escaping from the reserve and attacking Muggles due to negligence in supervision still frequently appears in the news every year.

The only exception is the Eggshell Eyes. Since the beginning of magical history, there has never been a rumor of them actively attacking Muggles or wizards (they will still attack if threatened).

It is said that even when this fire dragon is at its hungriest, it will not consider food other than sheep... This is outrageous!
"For humans, they are the complete opposite of the Fireball Dragon..."

Ignoring Betty's tantrums, Vaughn walked over to Eggshell Eyes and stroked its cool, smooth, jewel-like scales.

The eggshell-white eyes lowered their heads, looking at it gently, and a wisp of bright red flame shot out of its nostrils.

This was the most beautiful magical creature he had ever seen, even more beautiful than a unicorn or a bird-snake. It was also the first time he had ever faced a creature that he couldn't bear to "sacrifice" because of his simple appreciation of its beauty!

What an amazing fire dragon...

Behind her, watching Vaughn caress the white-eyed creature with such obvious affection, Betty was consumed with jealousy. Therefore, when Vaughn, having satisfied his curiosity by stroking the scales, soon began his experiment...

Almost the instant Vaughn gave the order, Betty rushed into the fire dragons and brought the other tree bee, Vaughn's designated test subject, to the brink of death!
Compared to other fire dragons, the tree bee is more evolved, and Vonn needs to study it by observing its movements (including combat).

Soon, magical fluctuations surged once again within the vast space of the suitcase.

Outside, Matthew, following Vaughn's orders, stood guard at the entrance.

Feeling the magical fluctuations emanating from the suitcase, he looked up at the sky. The approaching full moon made the magic within him stir.

"The night of the full moon is almost here..."

he thinks.

He couldn't help but reminisce about his past life with Graybury.

Unlike those werewolves who exile themselves and try to restrain themselves before the full moon, the full moon transformation is a once-a-month celebration for Greyback and the werewolves around him.

At this time of year, driven by the gradually activating magic and excited spirit within them, they would launch attacks everywhere, searching for the "Blessed Ones".

In other words, Muggles or wizards who are favored by Greyback and can be developed into "brothers"!
That's how he was "developed." Twenty years ago, Graybury personally scouted him, figured out his personality and family relationships, and dragged him into hell...

Memories gradually turned crimson, Matthew's breathing became rapid, and thick, black hairs slowly but firmly emerged from his pores.

His eyes quickly became bloodshot!

He did not suppress his anger and hatred. The full moon had not yet arrived, and this change would not continue. Moreover, he had already taken the wolfsbane potion, and his consciousness was constantly enveloped by a kind of icy feeling, keeping him conscious.

“I’m no longer in hell, Graybury. Will you be disappointed?”

His fingernails gradually became sharper and thicker. Matthew clenched his fist, feeling the sharp nails piercing his palm, but his face remained expressionless.

He submitted to Vaughn not only because he wanted to see if Vaughn's promises to the werewolves would be fulfilled.

Also, because he wanted revenge!

However, that's for the future. Right now, his duty is to serve his new master well—even though he's not good at it.

For some reason, he felt a pang of longing for Lupin.

Leaning against the window, Matthew gazed at the Muggle city under the moonlight, looking towards the Charles River.

Lupin has been undercover for three days now. I wonder if he's doing well?

.........

"Ugh, this is absolutely terrible!"

The campsite was deserted in the early morning.

Lu Ping walked with a flat face to the riverbank, took out his wand and summoned some water to wash himself—not to mention the river in front of him, Lu Ping had seen with his own eyes yesterday that some weirdo had urinated in the river, and not long after, a fish floated to the surface belly up.

Who knows what strange things are inside, or rather, what kind of substances exist in the bodies of those Muggles who urinated in the river...

(End of this chapter)