What was the concept of magic?
Jon was not very good at thinking about philosophical questions. When he was taking the postgraduate entrance exam, Ma Zhe alone was enough to torture him to death.
So in this life, he worked hard to study philosophy, but his thinking ability did not improve much. Once a question appeared that was beyond what he knew, he could not continue to think.
However, not knowing the principle did not mean that he could not use magic.
The brilliant light of magic appeared in his vision and also in reality. Kalidi could not hide his excitement, and looked at Jon with eyes full of expectation.
Jon gave Kalidi a look, indicating that he should not be impatient.
He was about to speak, but the moment he looked up, he fell into a trance brought about by the magic light.
Then, in his field of vision, the surrounding walls suddenly disappeared.
The bright moon in the distance rose from the horizon, and the moonlight broke through the barrier between heaven and earth, illuminating his eyes at this moment.
Then, his vision rose, and when he lowered his eyes again, he saw the world.
With him as the starting point, a network of moon-white threads, like a spider web, spread out in all directions, connecting points that emitted light like fireflies.
That was where Jon's vision reached, where the Wizard and all the other living beings with magic were located.
Towers, tombstones, alchemy shapes, crystals, philosopher's stones, books, flames … Jon saw all kinds of strange shapes in his vision, showing their existence in various ways. From time to time, there would be a strong or weak wave in a certain place, and then spread out.
That was magic being cast.
The magic factors scattered in the magic network and between heaven and earth entered the Wizard's body through these web-like threads, and then shuttled back and forth between the institutions of the magic world. Therefore, the Wizard World's strong magic environment appeared, the Wizard World's various transportation facilities were realized, the magic portrait magic spell was built, and so on …
Jon also saw that in his position, there was a thin and long thread that was constantly entangled by white magic factors, and then extended into the distance. This should be Helga's "magic array" at work, connecting this magic environment to the next magic environment, and the other end should be the Hogwarts.
Jon retracted his gaze and continued to observe the magic factors around him.
"They" were everywhere in this world, in every corner, everywhere, but mysterious forces that could not be seen by the Wizard.
They were a part of this world, existing in this world before humans, before life.
Whether it was soil, water, fire, the atmosphere, or even the human body, they were actually made up of.
Just like Olivander said, "The Wand chooses the Wizard."
This sentence was not nonsense at all.
"The Wand chooses the Wizard", "The Magic Spell chooses the Wizard", "The Magical Animal chooses the Wizard" … In the end, it was magic that chose the Wizard.
From the beginning, when the Wizard was born in this world, he was chosen by magic, for example …
Jon's head suddenly felt like it was being pricked by a silver needle, and the pain violently pulled him out of the magical vision of the glasses. Jon's head hurt as if it was being torn apart by something, and his limbs were cold. Kalidi was holding his hand and channeling magic into his body, and he also got some hot water from who knows where and fed Jon.
Then, he heard a familiar voice.
"You've overdrawn your magic, what did you do just now?"
When Jon closed his eyes to relieve his headache, he heard Helga's voice coming from the wall, and he forced himself to raise his hand and take off the glasses.
Although the glasses had automatically stopped absorbing his mana when he ran out of mana, Chown was still a little afraid of the state he was in just now.
It was not the first time he knew about the wonders and magnificence of magic, but what happened just now was the first time he saw this kind of magnificence.
It was like a researcher seeing the world of cells under a microscope for the first time. When he was shocked by the new world, which was wonderful and could not be described with words, he forgot himself for a moment.
This state was naturally good for a researcher, just like the epiphany in the ancient Chinese saying, it was something that could be found but not sought. But from the perspective of life, this state could easily lead to sudden death.
Chown had only been forced out of that state because of the depletion of mana. Fortunately, the magic glasses had cut off the absorption of mana. However, most of the time, the absorption of mana could only be cut off by the user, not the receiver.
So, the Wizard could also die suddenly. Jon, who just escaped death, thought so.
Kalidi only transferred a little bit of magic power to him, because at this time, too much magic power would cause secondary damage. Under the guidance of Helga on the wall, Jon leaned on the chair and recovered for a long time.
When the prickling feeling in his head turned into a dull pain, Jon forced himself to open his eyes.
Of course, he was still a little disappointed.
He looked at the glasses on the desk, stroking them, and recalled the scene he just saw in his mind. Helga on the wall also guessed that Jon had just experienced something terrible, and her expression in the portrait changed from worry to calmness, quietly waiting for Jon to speak.
Jon was still thinking.
Why was that?
There was no reason for him to see such a scene that touched on the essence of the magic world, and this pair of glasses was not that powerful. Although it was very good, it was just an auxiliary magic item.
And he knew clearly in his heart that if he were to do it again, he would not see the scene just now.
That was the essence of the world of magic. Even if he could only see it vaguely, it was not something he could see right now.
Otherwise, this observation would not have been forced to stop because of the exhaustion of magic power.
What did that scene just now look like?
Just like when he first found out about his bloodline, Helga told him that he was actually a descendant of Hufflepuff. Even if the truth was in front of him, he still felt unreal.
It was the same just now.
It was like he borrowed the eyes of others to observe the world, and what he saw was actually a "cheat" with the help of others, so that he could see the face of the world.
It was obvious who this "others" was.
Thinking of this, Jon did not know whether to laugh or cry as he said to Helga, "I just received another gift from Lady Ravenclaw."
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