Chapter 30
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There was nothing particularly strange in the drawer.
"A monocle?"
Had eyes already been invented in Ravenclaw's era?
Jon carefully grabbed the wooden monocle frame that looked like it was about to rot and gently placed it on the table. Then, he took out a stack of manuscripts that were under the monocle.
The parchment was much more durable.
The manuscripts were written in ancient Runic language. Jon had not learned much about this type of magical language and could not understand it.
However, there was someone on the wall who could understand it.
"Well... this manuscript is nothing. It's just the design idea of the monocle. This is the last magical item that Loina made when she was alive."
"Magical item?"
Jon's heart skipped a beat. Magical items were different from alchemy items. Alchemy items were just the usual tools of the Wizard, and every item that could be called a "magical item" was not an ordinary item.
The relics left behind by the four founders of the Hogwarts in the castle could all be classified as magical items. These items had some simple magical powers and special properties, and most of them had a certain level of self-will.
For example, the sorting hat, Gryffindor's sword, Ravenclaw's crown that increased intelligence, the golden cup that could automatically assist the elves in transporting food, and the magical portraits in the Wizard's world.
They might not have any special powers, but they definitely had extraordinary properties.
Just like the lowest level magical items like the magical portraits, they also stored a certain level of human consciousness.
Would the magic item made by Ravenclaw store a part of Ravenclaw's soul like his ancestor's?
"No, there is not a trace of Loina's soul in here."
Although Helga lived in the portrait, he could feel the world outside the portrait. This was something that could only be done with the essence of the soul. It was different from the ordinary portraits that were enchanted by magic.
"If Loina really wanted to stay, even if her body was very weak, she would not really die." Helga's voice suddenly became serious. "She was a master of magic spells and had dabbled in forbidden life spells. If she didn't want to die, she could even turn into an undead creature. That was much more advanced than the ghosts in the castle and the soul of Voldemort that you mentioned."
"Then why didn't she stay? Isn't it better to be alive than dead? "
Helga shook his head. "Some people live because they can't bear to leave, but when you reach our position, the way you see the world and the way you perceive it will be different …"
"But even ants struggle to survive."
"What?"
"There's an old saying in Huaxia, even ants struggle to survive, so humans value life more." Jon rubbed the glasses in his hand. "As you know, I have some Eastern blood in me."
"The East is indeed a magical place. There are many philosophers there. Unfortunately, I have never visited them."
Helga nodded and did not continue to dwell on this issue. "But Loina is not an ant. She is also a witch who has stood at the top of the world and seen the world. When you look at the world from the perspective that we used to look at the world, you will find that life and death are nothing more than that."
"Alive or dead, this is not a question."
Jon sat behind the desk and listened attentively. After all, Helga rarely mentioned anything about the legendary Wizard.
"The Wizard's magic comes from this world, so after the Wizard dies, the magic will return to this world. But the Wizard's soul will sometimes be saved by his own magic by chance and become a ghost or something else. So, are you you, or is your magic?"
Jon shook his head. Obviously, he did not understand.
There were too many twists and turns in philosophical questions. He was not good at it at all.
Who am I? Why do I have to think so much about this kind of question?
I am who I am. That's it.
This is a world of magic. What's the use of so many dialectics?
"You are you now. What about your previous life?"
Jon was stunned.
"Since death exists, then reincarnation should exist. Magic comes to the Wizard's body and returns to where it came from after the Wizard's death. This is a cycle. And the soul of a living creature is compatible with the existence of magic."
"Imagine, after you die, your soul is ground into nothingness by the will of the world. Then this energy is disrupted and reorganized. Finally, a new life's soul appears. Is this possible?"
"But it is only possible, right? Whether it is the Wizard or the Muggle, no one has ever been able to prove that there is a higher existence in this world than humans. "
"Then has anyone ever proven that they do not exist?"
Jon did not speak.
"When I became a legendary witch, my research on the nature of magic was not outstanding. But Loina and Salazar are different. They have both witnessed their own magic bottlenecks. It is like there is a lock that firmly locks the Wizard's ladder to the next step. This is a very sad thing."
"But what hope is there if you choose death?"
Jon really did not understand. He had died once. Even according to Helga's words, his memory was just the remnants of the memory of the previous person who had died. So he was obsessed with living.
If he could live, he would try not to die. This world was too exciting. He had to take a good look.
If he could, he even wanted to go outside the world to take a look.
"There is no need for hope. Because they are already at their most desperate at that time."
Helga's voice echoed in the empty study. Jon felt that the voice seemed to have triggered something. The whole study was filled with a strange sadness.
"Except for those Wizards who are blinded by desire, there is actually no legendary wizard who really wants to teach students. Although I am a little special, I am also full of yearning for the peak of the Wizard, let alone Loina and the others who are extremely talented in magic."
"The goal of the Wizard is eternal magic. Above is the stars in the sky, and below is the endless deep sea. The higher you stand, the more things you do not know. The Hogwarts was created to give the Wizard a safer research environment. Because sometimes a person's strength is not enough. Even a legendary Wizard's strength will sometimes appear weak and weak at certain moments."
"But when Loina and the others see the outline of the nature of magic, they will find that it is already the limit. Just like you can see the stars clearly from the tower of the Hogwarts, but you will never be able to touch them … It is more despairing to be unable to touch them than not being able to see them."
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