Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

Maia was born from the spirit of Iluvita, and their most powerful is also their own powerful and terrifying spiritual power.

In the Lord of the Rings world, it is rare to see "wizards" represented by Gandalf using spells like Dumbledore.

Even when fighting, they draw their swords and slash, and even smash them with their staffs.

Gandalf also earned the title of a melee mage.

In reality, however, Gandalf just didn't need to use a spell.

His powerful spiritual power allows him to directly use the power of various elements, and sometimes with just a thought, he can turn into terrifying lightning and flames.

It's just that Gandalf and the others, as the direct power of the God of Creation, his role is only a guide, because their power is too large, so before coming to Middle-earth, they are forbidden to do magic at will.

They cannot participate directly in the process of changing Middle-earth, and their own power is partially limited.

This is also why there is a difference between Gandalf in the gray robe and Gandalf in the white robe.

In Moria's cave, Gandalf the Grey and Turin's nemesis die together, and his soul returns to the creation god Iluvita.

And Iluvita gave him greater power, allowing his soul to return to Middle-earth and return to its original body to be reborn.

And Iluvita's power allows Gandalf to lift some of the restrictions, allowing him to exert more of the power that belongs to Maia.

Gandalf was promoted to the White Robe and replaced Saruman as the head of the Five Witches.

Altaïr completed the main quest last semester and received Gandalf's spell notes that were rewarded by the system.

This spell note is generated by the system according to Gandalf's use and application of elemental magic, and then according to the rules of the Harry Potter world.

Gandalf himself never required spells to use magic.

In this way, under Gandalf's explanation, Altaïr was fascinated to learn all kinds of wonderful uses of spiritual power.

And Gandalf was even more surprised, because the child in front of him had an amazing talent that was more powerful than he imagined.

After one lesson, Altaïr left Gandalf's spiritual world.

In Gandalf's spiritual world, Altaïr could not feel the concept of time, but his spiritual power had increased a lot, and according to normal circumstances, maybe a month had passed.

But when he left Gandalf's spiritual world, he was surprised to find that time had only passed for a moment.

Not even a second for a moment.

Altaïr has a more intuitive understanding of Gandalf's power, and has more insight into the magic of spiritual power.

"Whether it is me or you humans, spiritual power is the most powerful force, but unfortunately, due to physical limitations, many times, we cannot use spiritual power correctly

"

Altaïr nodded thoughtfully.

He felt that Gandalf was right that human spiritual power always has infinite possibilities.

Because spiritual power is invisible and unbound.

"This class is here first, you can stay in the classroom to refine potions and study magic, and this time tomorrow, we will have a second class." "

After Gandalf finished speaking, he left the classroom.

The corners of Altaïr's mouth twitched, and Gandalf's class was quite simple and trouble-free.

Altaïr originally thought that he would delay some time, but in reality, only a moment passed, and the class would end.

But now that Gandalf was gone, Altaïr stopped thinking.

He took out two crucibles from the system space, took out some common potion materials, and began to try to make potions himself.

In Saruman's experimental notes, there are hundreds of potion recipes, and Altaïr himself has refined hundreds of potions thousands of times.

However, he is very familiar with the medicinal properties and combinations of various potion materials, and it is not easy to refine new potions.

Even at his level, luck plays a bigger role.

Because all kinds of conventional, medicinal, and possible combinations have actually been tried by potions masters throughout the ages.

Altaïr doesn't expect his research to succeed in the short term.

Looking at the various materials in front of him, Altaïr quickly processed them, then thought about it, and according to his own understanding, he put the materials into the crucible.

The fifth floor is the library's forbidden section, as well as some abandoned classrooms.

The classroom that Dumbledore used to store the Mirror of Eris was next to Altaïr's classroom. (Read violent novels, go on Feilu Fiction Network!)

Rumble!

A loud noise came from the fifth floor.

Several small wizards passing by from the fifth floor looked at each other, with a slightly frightened look on their faces.

"It seems to be a forbidden book area..."

"That's right, the forbidden book area seems to have exploded... Did someone sneak into the forbidden area?"

"Shall we go and inform the dean..."

A few people muttered, and suddenly smelled a special smell in the air, saying that the smell was not smelly, but it was also very bad, some pungent, and some spicy eyes.

"What does this smell like..."

Before the little wizard standing in front finished speaking, he lay down on the ground.

"Willocks!"

The other little wizard was startled and shouted, he also smelled the smell, just wanted to say something, the whole person was also confused, and fell down with a bang.

The others around also shook a few times in a daze, and they all fell at the entrance of the stairs on the fifth floor.

Inside the abandoned classroom, Altaïr's spirit moved slightly, and a violent wind generated out of thin air, blowing the gas from the exploding crucible out.

".~ failed... But the general direction should be correct, but some places are not handled correctly..."

"The gas produced by the failure is poisonous and the effect is unknown, but the venom of the hallucinogenic mushroom mushroom and the sharpnose viper is probably no problem as the main material of colorless and odorless laughter for half a step... Just what should be done with the auxiliary materials?"

Altaïr muttered, waved his hand, recycled the discarded materials inside the crucible, and tried again.

On the fourth floor, the Charms classroom.

Professor Flitwick stood on a stack of books, looking at the little wizard below with anger on his face.

Gryffindor House is seven late this time, can anyone tell me where they went?

"Professor Flitwick, Willocs, they're back to the lounge after lunch, maybe, maybe oversleeping?"

A Gryffindor fourth-year wizard raised his hand and replied.

Do they think they are still on summer vacation?!

Professor Flitwick snorted and said:

Go back and tell them after class that they come to me tomorrow for confinement!"

Flitwick let out a growl and continued the lesson.

At the corner of the stairs on the fifth floor, seven little wizards were lying on the ground, with inexplicable smiles on their faces.

In a classroom not far from them, Altaïr's muttering voice was heard.

"Red umbrella, white pole, after eating the lying board..."

"Lying on the board, sleeping in the coffin, burying the mountains and mountains together..."

"Well, add some poisonous mushroom juice..."

"Boom!".