Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

"Don't worry, I don't know the specifics. Everyone has their own secrets. I understand this, but this time if I don't really need it, I won't pay attention to it. After all... I'm not a Gryffindor. "

Out of trust in the professor, Ans didn't care about anything. If he had a daughter who needed to destroy the world to save it, then he would do it. In response to Professor Card's response, Ans raised his left hand and slipped his sleeve. The energy in the body rotates and lines begin to emerge.

"Professor Dumbledore told you this news. Presumably, he thought that this 'gift' could help you. So, Professor Card, do you recognize this 'gift'?"

At this moment, Ans discovered that Professor Card's aura had changed. If he was a bit frivolous in the Jones style when he was teaching before, due to the vicissitudes caused by his daughter, now... he has the temperament of an old professor.

It's like that. It looks like an old man doing Tai Chi entered an archaeological site. He thought he entered it by mistake, but he didn't expect that the other person was a big boss.

"Huh~ Let me ask, do you have your own name for this 'gift'?"

Professor Card observed very carefully, as if he wanted to memorize the entire pattern in his mind.

"Well... let's call it [Stigmata] for now. According to our observations during this period, it is a positive force, that is, the white side of black and white magic."

"Okay, let's name this thing Stigma. Don't look at me like that." Professor Card waved his hand and poured himself a cup of tea with a smile. "In the Muggle world, isn't it someone who discovers and names it?" , I don’t know if there were ancient people before us, and no one knows the historical records, so you are the first discoverers.”

At this point, Professor Card stopped talking. Ans leaned back and leaned against the backrest comfortably, spreading out the novel with one hand and raising the teacup with the other.

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"Guys, do you want some snacks?"

The dining car lady on the train appeared. Ans tilted his head and walked up, picked out some snacks and bought them. After paying, he watched the other party leave before closing the door, placing the snacks on the table, smiling and gesturing to Lucia. It can be done at will.

It was no surprise that Ans followed his disguise. Card didn't know what to say about this student's perception. He had magic control to 'perceive' and this student seemed to be like a spider in the void, his silk thread All in this different time and space.

"You also know my background. I am an explorer with a mediocre reputation." Professor Card leaned back and opened his hands boldly. "But I want to say that a person with a prominent reputation may not necessarily have real strength. Reputation A lonely person is not necessarily a weakling."

"I know this, and I understand it," Ans leaned back and gently raised his left foot on his right knee. "A biting dog does not bark. If you, an explorer, have a prominent reputation, maybe you will ask for it when you come out of a certain tomb. Just ran for his life.”

"What you said is correct, but I think your Chinese is very good and sounds very authentic." Professor Card nodded, "To get to the point, if it were someone else, such as a master of ancient literature, a literature expert, or a historian, they would all You don’t know about this kind of thing, because this kind of thing, the stigmata, did not appear in this era of writing.”

At this moment, Ans and Cassandra's pupils dilated. You must know that in the era without writing, humans may not be humans. According to Darwin's theory of evolution... humans may still be animals that drink blood from raw materials?Or a savage?

"Yes, it seems that you also know what this concept is," Professor Card pointed to Ans' left hand. "The power represented by this stigmata transcends our human era and belongs to the previous era? Or is it the previous era?" In the last era, after all, no one knows how many civilizations and eras this planet has had.”

Realizing that he had taken the topic a bit far, Card poured tea for everyone present and restarted the topic.

"Of course, this is too far away. Let's talk about the near future first," he pointed at his daughter vaguely. "If the specification of this disease is said to be at value 2, then we can probably say it is 3 or 4 now, and the stigmata is It can be one or zero. In short, its status is higher than this disease. It may not be directly curable, but it can be effectively suppressed."

This is what Professor Card wants to say, but you still need to pay for it, and knowledge is the best reward. Although it seems useless, you can't deny that knowledge is priceless.

Just the news that the stigmata does not belong to the era (era) of humans is already priceless, because it also symbolizes that its personality transcends contemporary [magic]. Moreover, this news is also priceless. Not that easy to get.

It's not just a clue that can be found by digging in the soil and entering the cemetery of a dead person from an ancestor. In that period, it was normal to keep a dog in the house behind you.

So this news may have been obtained with the blood of Professor Card.

"Professor, the information you gave is enough," Ans nodded and poured tea for the other party. "But you should understand that we have obtained this stigmata, but for now, it is equivalent to a tattoo."

"It's useless, isn't it?" Professor Card smiled. His eyes were very wise at this moment. "I ask you, have you taken the spell class? Professor Flitwick's teaching is quite good. He is very good at releasing spells." , need those three?”

“The right moves, the right mantras, the right beliefs.”

"Yes, probably these three," he gestured to Cassandra with his thumb, indicating that she answered correctly. "When I was a student, oh, by the way, I was born in Ravenclaw. Among my classmates, I have a friend who is very powerful. One day he said that he had found a way to freely express, create and even follow his words. I asked him what it was? Do you know what his answer was? "

Qi Qi shook his head.

"He said it was faith, a very clear faith," Card raised his eyebrows, recalling this memory. "Then his wand appeared with light, and then he said 'Rainbow!' There was no magic sign, just Rainbow is also...Chinese? I can’t remember clearly, it’s not Latin English anyway.”

"rainbow?"

"Hmm... it's very similar. Yours sounds better. His seems to have an accent?" Card waved his hand and continued telling the story. "Then after waiting for a while, you can see that he worked very hard, and then a rainbow appeared, and finally He said 'Sword comes'! It was very powerful, so I remember it very clearly, and then he went into the hospital and became a Muggle from then on."

Speaking of this, Professor Card looked indifferent.

"The 'correct belief' he said is actually not complete. There is also 'language'. As a mortal, he has embarked on an extraordinary path. Although we wizards are also 'extraordinary', on that road, we Still a 'Muggle'."

"So... with this, we can follow our words?" Ans thought of the words spoken by the Son and Cassandra that day, "A certificate of identity? A pass to embark on the extraordinary path?"

"If you are right," Professor Card clapped his hands, "Congratulations. For the sake of our teachers and students, I don't want more. Please let me live another 500 years."