The Spell of the Unexpected and the Origin of Muggles

Edmund continued his self-congratulatory act of "I feel so warm inside," while Pollyanna, who was already preparing to surrender to him, had no choice but to pretend not to see it. Fortunately, the library was nearby, and Edmund returned to normal.

Mrs. Pince, the librarian, was a thin, somewhat elderly woman. Her eyes were quite sharp, and after interrogating the two men about their "purpose" in the library, she finally allowed them to enter.

"...I really don't understand Hogwarts' hiring standards," Edmund whispered. "If you want to encourage learning, you'd better find a more approachable librarian."

Pollyanna dared not pretend to be deaf at this moment. She tugged hard at Edmund's sleeve, signaling him to be quiet—Mrs. Pins's vulture-like gaze had already turned towards them, but Edmund was completely unafraid, while Pollyanna quickened her pace and hurried to find a table to sit down.

"Please don't cause trouble, okay?" Pollyanna pleaded softly. "Soman, I know the Headmaster values ​​you, but I've heard our prefect is not someone to be trifled with!"

She quietly explained to Edmund how the girls privately interpreted the fact that "Sohman got Avery into the school hospital" without being punished:

They felt this was because Soman had proven his strength and madness; even though his remarks related to the "Malicious Party" were outrageous, they also made some sense. Besides, he was German, so it wasn't surprising that he said those things. Secondly, no one reported it to the professor, so he didn't get any points deducted. Since it didn't harm the collective interests of the college, it was just "minor squabbles by lower-year students."

That's right, this is Slytherin's unspoken rule: internal conflicts are resolved internally. If anyone dares to cause the entire house to lose face and honor, then they're in real trouble.

"Oh—" Edmund nodded, his expression unreadable. "Thank you for telling me all this, Pollyanna. You're so kind."

This time, Edmund knew what to do when he realized he was about to get into big trouble.

Pollyanna was speechless at his praise, while Mrs. Pince had glanced in their direction at least three times. The little witch stopped talking, placed the parchment and quill on the table, and then disappeared into the library.

Edmund didn't follow him again. He turned around and, following the first letter A of the "Summoning Charm," found rows of bookshelves.

There were quite a few books on the shelves, but the section related to the Flying Mantra had one thing in common: they were all very thin.

Whether it's "The Origin and Development of the Flying Spell" or "A Brief Analysis of the Operating Principles and Optimization Ideas of the Flying Spell and the Interception Spell," the content is so immature that it's obvious at a glance that it's a student's work of discussion and research.

This is not surprising, as the Spell of Flying Appearance has a wide range of applications, but it is not particularly profound. Moreover, it is said to be a very "different for each person" spell, and there is still controversy about whether the Spell of Flying Appearance can actually summon living beings.

Edmund casually flipped through these thin volumes, which resembled fine academic papers more than classical texts. He felt he could gauge their level of interest in the spell from the authors' attitude towards it.

Some papers are clearly just literature reviews, combining known viewpoints and arriving at a conclusion that is neither entirely new nor entirely old after their own experiments. Edmund strongly suspects that these are academic rubbish "flourished" to meet some kind of rigid quota. He felt okay the first time he read them, but after seeing many similar products, Edmund became a little sleepy.

Fortunately, interspersed among them were some, well, "academic papers" from people who were clearly very interested in or talented at using the Spellcaster. The most recent one was written by a Ravenclaw ten years ago—in the acknowledgments, the author wrote, "Thank you to my favorite professor, our esteemed Headmaster of Ravenclaw, Felius Flitwick, without your encouragement, I blah blah blah..."

This person's attitude is completely different from those superficial academic papers. Moreover, he not only has enthusiasm, but also obvious talent.

This man's name is Scrooge Barufeo. He's the kind of wizard who can summon living things with the Summoning Charm. It's said that he often uses the Summoning Charm to help his classmates find their lost pets. "Only occasionally do some harmless little accidents happen," uh, like a toad losing a foot, things like that.

"It seems to be somewhat useful."

Edmund struggled to turn the book over. The cover of the book, "Fly, Fly, Fly, Fly! An Exploration of the Flying Spell," had a rather strong suction, suggesting that the author was a playful person.

Although Edmund hadn't imagined that a simple "Summon Artifacts—" would summon his three treasures, he understood Professor Hecate's implication: the mysterious lens likely possessed some prophetic power. Perhaps one day, he would indeed need to use the Summon Artifacts spell for something.

Besides, who would complain about having learned too many spells?

Thinking this, he decided to return to his seat and read "Hogwarts: A History" once he found it. But then Edmund's gaze shifted, and he suddenly saw a strange, tattered book emitting a faint golden light.

Curious, he pulled it out, and saw several large characters written on the cracked, peeling cover:

Adam, Eve, and God: The Muggle Origins Theory

……

Seeing those three words suddenly really annoyed Edmund. But he had to admit that curiosity is often the most dangerous thing, and it always managed to get him into trouble.

Edmund, as if possessed, opened the book, ready to see how wizards deconstructed their former parents and the "Supreme Lord".

This book looks quite old, written entirely in Old English. Edmund subjectively deduces that it was written around 1100, as it contains some slang unique to that era, though Edmund can't quite recall exactly.

The copy held by Hogwarts was an excerpt from the original. The excerptor added many notes to make it understandable for future wizards, which made Edmund dizzy.

Upon closer inspection, the author's intended message is actually quite simple; it's just that the writing style is overly ornate and sarcastic, making it appear lengthy and cumbersome.

The author is likely a pure-blood wizard. At the beginning, he subtly criticizes the newly enthroned young king of the Muggle kingdom, hinting that the previous king's mysterious death was due to him angering his court wizard. He then proceeds to praise his newly acquired fiefdom. Ironically, this wizard's official title is actually that of a "Muggle nobleman."

Then he got to the point. The author loved his new fiefdom so much that he increased the frequency of his visits and excursions. It was then that he noticed that "those filthy, irrational Muggles" actually had faith.

Unlike wizards, Muggles don't have a wise father like Merlin, so they instead believe in far-fetched, fabricated miracle stories. They believe in a "God" who created the world and humanity.

At first, the author also scoffed at this, thinking it was a complete joke.

But his curiosity, born of a thirst for the unusual, led him to begin his research...

The author was careless

The author is getting into his stride.

The author scratched his head in frustration.

The author worked tirelessly, forgetting to eat and sleep.

The author went completely mad and came to the following conclusion:

God is a wizard.