Hogwarts: The Unscientific Wizard (TL)

Bang!

With a loud noise, the door behind him slammed shut.

Andy held his wand in his hand and instantly cast the Shield Charm, while at the same time carefully checking out the layout of the room.

Andy didn't care too much about what was happening outside. Because hours earlier, Andy had already gone through it once.

The dementors were rampaging, putting the Death Eaters in grave danger. Even if Voldemort was unwilling, he had no choice but to lead everyone in a humiliating retreat.

Dumbledore didn't seem to want to explore this room either. After Voldemort and his entourage left, Dumbledore left with the 'pendant Andy'.

Andy couldn't guess what Dumbledore was thinking, but one thing was clear: Dumbledore seemed worried.

Andy had a lot of questions and a lot of doubts.

But those things could wait for now.

The most important thing right now was to explore this room.

From where exactly does that chill that is so similar to the magic of death come?

The room is very large, about 300 square meters.

There is no light, no torches, no oil lamps, or other sources of light, but Andy can clearly see everything in the room.

The room almost feels like an ice cellar.

A thick layer of frost covered the floor, the walls, and the ceiling.

The air felt extremely chilly, almost as if it could freeze someone to death.

However, Andy did not feel the slightest hint of cold.

The temperature here was just right for Andy—the most comfortable kind of temperature.

'This is so familiar...' Andy thought silently.

The room was very simply furnished, or rather, there was only one thing in the room—an object placed in the centre on a stone platform, covered by a black cloth.

It was also the source of all this chill.

'...It's covered too?' Andy raised an eyebrow.

The archway in the Department of Mysteries' Death Chamber was also covered by a huge veil.

'Is it a door to the dimension of death?' Andy guessed.

However, the thing covered by the black cloth was not very big, and it was not big enough for a person to pass through.

Therefore, Andy judged that the thing might be a channel connecting to the dimension of death.

"Hiss..."

Andy was taken aback by his own thoughts.

If this thing really is a channel to the dimension of death... then how did this channel appear?

Was it already here? Or was it a channel opened by Ekrizdis?

If it's the latter, then the owner of Azkaban is truly terrifying.

'Is he really dead?' Andy couldn't help but question.

Maybe he is dead!

Andy felt that if Ekrizdis was truly dead, then he must have died from his own actions, which was very much how a dark wizard who was obsessed with research would die.

"Azkaban..." Andy muttered.

Since exploring Azkaban last time, Andy had deliberately looked up some information about it.

The Ministry of Magic had sent a team to investigate this place.

According to the Ministry experts, every wall of Azkaban is infested with torture and pain, and the dementors feed off this.

In other words, the ties between the two are very deeply intertwined.

Anyone who tries to damage the Azkaban castle will be met with dementor retaliation.

But now it seems...

Andy finds these Ministry experts somewhat similar to the 'experts' on the Internet in his previous life.

Their analysis is only worth listening to for fun.

Everyone knows that Dementors feed on positive human emotions.

Torture and pain are not on the Dementor menu.

Andy concluded that the reason the Dementors remained here could be due to the object in front of him.

And the facts proved it.

When this room opened, the dementors outside Azkaban immediately rioted—they couldn't wait to rush in rather than flee the place.

"Hoo..."

Andy let out a breath and slowly walked up to the stone platform.

Only now, Andy's long-standing guess had finally been confirmed—the dementors were indeed related to death.

Or rather, to the dimension of death.

The owner of Azkaban was researching the magic of death.

Andy thought of a lot of things at this moment.

The spirits of the dead summoned by the Resurrection Stone would only have pessimistic thoughts. They were sad, indifferent, and solitary—as if they had lost the ability to be happy.

How similar!

Dementors feed on positive human emotions. If you come into close contact with a Dementor, it will suck away all your happy emotions, and all you will be left with are the most terrible memories.

Moreover, Dementors can devour souls.

Wherever they appear, the temperature in the surrounding area will rapidly decrease.

'The Dementor's ability may be the result of the magic of death being amplified!' Andy speculated in his heart.

'...What a terrifying person!'

Andy felt that the man, Ekrizdis, was really terrifying.

Or perhaps all the dark wizards who devoted their lives to research were terrifying.

For example, Salazar Slytherin.

Or that dark wizard from Ancient Greece, the Herpo the Foul.

He was the first known wizard to create the Basilisk and the first known to create a Horcrux, and he also created many dark spells.

If Herpo's Horcrux had never been destroyed, then he would probably still be alive today.

'The world of magic is very deep!' Andy suddenly felt a little emotional.

The more he learns, the more Andy realises that this world is extraordinary.

Perhaps everything Andy knows currently is just the tip of the iceberg. Under the calm surface, there may be secrets that could shake the world.

Compared to these secrets, a single Voldemort is truly insignificant.

Of course, it is wrong to aim high and strive beyond one's reach.

Perhaps Voldemort is just a small boss in the Novice Village, but Andy can't even get out of the Novice Village right now, let alone set his sights on the wider world.

He must become stronger!

At this moment, Andy once again strengthened his resolve.

Looking at the stone platform in front of him and the black cloth draped over it, Andy hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided to lift the cloth and have a look.

What exactly was covered by the black cloth?

Was it really a passage to the dimension of death?

For anyone else, lifting the black cloth would be a dangerous thing.

Well...actually entering this room was also very dangerous.

Otherwise, Dumbledore would not have hurriedly left with the pendant Andy without even thinking about inspecting the room.

Perhaps Dumbledore knew what this power represented—after all, when he was young, he had also searched for the Deathly Hallows.

But for Andy, the danger was limited.

Because Andy had used magic transfiguration to steal the power of the death dimension.

This power could no longer harm Andy.

"Hoo-"

Exhaling a mouthful of breath, Andy reached out and slowly lifted the corner of the black cloth.

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