The Mightiest Aurors of Hogwarts

Babling, the ancient magic text professor at Hogwarts, is a serious, thin witch who looks like a female dean. However, unlike ordinary wizards who pursue brilliant magic, her favorite It is to dig into the pile of old papers and study those ancient runes that are about to be lost.

"I'm very happy to see you all here. Without further ado, let's get started." As she waved her wand, pieces of parchment filled with runes flew towards the little wizards under the podium. , "I don't expect you to recognize all the symbols above, let alone form a complete sentence."

Professor Babuling was still as straightforward. She didn't even say hello to her former student and current colleague.Aesop reached up and took down a piece of parchment that flew by.

Seeing that everyone had gotten the copied parchment, Professor Babuling also sat down in front of the podium: "But perhaps, the occasional inspiration from so many people can help us advance the path of ancient magic text a little bit. Recognizing even one more symbol is a good thing, isn't it?"

Aesop looked at the dancing words on the parchment, recalling the situation when he was preparing for foreign language exams when he was a student in his previous life - they are all familiar to me, and I haven't distinguished them yet.

Unfortunately, the ability to recognize ancient runes is not a charm and cannot be upgraded with magic points.

Without any means of cheating, Aesop could only borrow a magic word dictionary from Miss Granger and make a copy of it, and then began to look through it seriously.

Well, this rune symbol should represent the sun, right?But it is slightly different from the sun symbol in the magic word dictionary.

Is it because the regions of Rome and Britain are different that there are slight differences in ancient writing?

Soon, the only sound left in the classroom was the sound of turning books and rustling writing.

An hour passed quickly, and Aesop's parchment was already full of notes written by him. Unfortunately, this was indeed not an easy task. At least, less than one-eighth of it was translated. It is impossible to piece together the original meaning from scattered words, let alone restore this ancient magic.

However, he is even more looking forward to the next half hour of communication. He has roughly guessed one-eighth of it. If he adds other people's gains, he should be able to barely translate it, right?

As Professor Babuling cast the spell, the words on her parchment rushed to the blackboard - the magic text professor unlocked almost half of the content. Of course, the accuracy has yet to be verified.

Aesop also unfolded his parchment, and the words on it began to flow onto the blackboard. The consistent parts began to overlap, and the different parts were kept separately, waiting for communication to determine which one should be kept.

Professor Babling looked at the content on the blackboard, waved her wand, and erased the "new sun" she marked under a symbol, retaining the "sunrise" translated by Aesop. Obviously, she was more interested in this symbol. Agreed with Aesop's translation.

Next, under the spell cast by the two people, the contents translated by the little wizards were also put on the blackboard, but few of them were preserved. It can be said that most of the runes translated by the little wizards were duplicates of theirs. , and some are completely unreasonable.

However, the achievements of the two witches greatly increased the progress on the blackboard.

"You two are very smart. You gave up the easy ones and spent an hour dealing with the most difficult and remote ones. So although you gained less, it undoubtedly helped a lot to solve the final puzzle." Babuling The professor smiled and nodded to Penello and Hermione.

But now, the contents on the blackboard can finally be connected into sentences.

"Miss Granger, you are the youngest, why don't you give it a try."

At Professor Barbling's request, Hermione struggled to organize the language and try her best to form coherent sentences from the translations on the blackboard.

"The sun rose over a nearly eleven-foot tree covered in red flowers."

Professor Babuling nodded. She couldn't think of a better way to organize this sentence.

Moreover, regardless of the connotation, this sentence at least makes sense.

"Ten thousand fine hairs grow on the human body." Miss Granger continued.

Percy raised his hand and said, "I think this part of the translation would be more appropriate to translate into someone growing ten thousand fine hairs because of something."

Hermione nodded: "A farmer in the wilderness sees uneven roads."

Penello shook his head. Although the words barely connected together, he still couldn't understand the meaning, let alone make it work.

"The last part should be due to the knife gradually wearing out in the chest after countless years." Hermione insisted on completing the translation.

Aesop sighed, having no clue at all. Sure enough, studying ancient magic texts was like finding a needle in a haystack. If you want to get something, you must be extremely lucky.

"It sounds strange, farmer, to grow fine hair... Could it be that this rune records that a farmer killed a werewolf with a knife in the wilderness?" Hermione thought for a while, "But this doesn't seem to be the same as the curse. There’s no connection.”

Countless years, eternity; the sun rises, the sun rises... At this moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Aesop's face - he seemed to have found the key to unlocking the puzzle.

"Everyone," Professor Babling stood in front of the podium, "this is what we are studying. The truth of history is separated behind the curtain of time, and ancient runes are the only way we can lift that curtain. But Perhaps, sometimes when we work hard to finally break through the curtain, what we see is not the scenery we expected."

"Thank you for your efforts tonight, and I hope you will still be interested in finding out the next time you face that curtain."

Aesop heard Percy whisper to his girlfriend: "At least it's not without gain. I bet that the professor will use these new rune translations in his usual exams."

"Okay, little wizards, I think the school curfew is about to start. I hope everyone can learn something. These weird symbols will not disturb your dreams." Professor Babling announced the club meeting. It was over. Obviously, although the secret of this ancient text was not directly solved, the harvest satisfied this serious witch.

"Wait a minute, Professor Green."

Aesop stopped and said, "What's the matter, Miss Granger?"

Hermione lowered her voice: "Are you planning to verify that ancient magic?"

Aesop was stunned for a moment. How did this little wizard figure it out?

Hermione smiled slyly: "I noticed the expression on your face at the end, it was the same as when I solved a problem or got a perfect score in an exam."

"Okay, okay," it seemed that the joy at that moment was so intense that he even forgot to manage his expression, "you are indeed a smart witch. But I didn't hide it on purpose. To be honest, any ancient magic It is extremely dangerous. Before verification, I will not make it public, let alone let the little wizards try it."

"Moreover," Aesop said seriously, "I just have an idea, but it may not be successful."

"Professor Green, how successful do you think your idea will be?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Nine percent."

Well, with your serious look on your face, I thought the [-]% chance was very low. One of us must be bad at math.