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Of course, the letter in his hand was definitely not the original one. After all, even the parchment was new. It didn't take much to think about it but it was the kind that was rubbed with magic, but that didn't matter.
Kyle only took one glance and was sure it was Merlin's personal letter.
Because the real contents on the parchment are all ancient runes, and they are the most complicated original runes without any simplification.
This is a bit uncomfortable. Whether it is taught by Riddle, Professor Babling, or the content in the textbook, they all use runes simplified by Rowena Ravenclaw in the Middle Ages.
Although Merlin was also a medieval magician, judging from the time when Hogwarts was founded, he was at least five hundred years earlier than the Big Four.
This kind of primitive runes were completely different from the ones Kyle had learned. They were not a little bit more complicated. After looking at them for a while, Kyle felt his temples pounding and he had a headache.
Although he was not completely incomprehensible, it was still very difficult to read. He didn't recognize at least half of a paragraph, and he couldn't even guess it.
Originally, Kyle wanted to memorize the content and study it slowly when he had time.
But he soon discovered... that he couldn't remember.
These words seemed to have wings. As soon as he finished reading them, they flew away from his mind the next second.
Kyle took a new piece of parchment and tried to copy the contents... but it didn't work either.
After he finally finished copying, he looked back and realized that he had copied everything wrong. None of the runes on the two parchments were the same.
Kyle was sure that this was definitely not his fault. This was copied from a comparison. No matter how complicated it was, it couldn't be that every word was wrong.
The only explanation is that there is something wrong with these parchments. There should be some kind of magic on them, prohibiting all forms of copying and recording.
There was no way, Kyle could only put things away again and went downstairs to find Sirius.
……
"Rune translation?" Sirius looked at Kyle in confusion, "What do you want that kind of thing for?"
"I got something, but I couldn't understand it," Kyle explained.
Although he didn't know if there was such a thing in the Black family's private library, he could only give it a try now.
As one of the oldest pure-blood families, there should be some.
"Original runes?" Dumbledore, who was drinking on the side, glanced at Kyle thoughtfully and said softly: "It seems you have received an incredible birthday gift."
Everyone here is trustworthy, and Kyle has no intention of hiding it.
"Yes……"
He just opened his mouth, but found that he was speechless.
"Don't worry about it. Everything in the Department of Mysteries is like this. There are always some weird restrictions."
Dumbledore seemed to have grown accustomed to the strangeness and said calmly: "Actually, I am the same. Sometimes I know something but I can't tell it. But don't worry, this won't last long. "
Hearing his words, Kyle nodded and didn't try to say anything more.
At this time, Sirius also reacted and said: "The Black family should have many books related to ancient runes, but I don't know if there is anything you want.
"Let's do this. I'll ask Kreacher to bring all the books over and you can look for them yourself."
"No need to bother." Dumbledore stood up and said, "If it is the oldest rune translation, I do have one. Please wait a moment."
With that, Dumbledore disappeared.
It wasn't until five minutes later that he appeared in the restaurant again and handed an old book to Kyle.
"I've been thinking about what gift to give you, and now I don't have to think about it."
Kyle reached out and took it.
The book is really old, probably because it has been read frequently, and even the paper inside has faded.
But this is indeed what Kyle needs. Inside is a comparison chart of original runes and simplified runes.
"Thank you, Professor," Kyle said.
"You're welcome." Dumbledore said, "Go back quickly. If I guess correctly, there should be a time limit on what you get."
Kyle nodded and then apparated back to the third floor.
With the comparison, it is not that complicated to read the contents on the parchment.
Although you have to check the translation every other word, it is enough.
And more importantly, Kyle discovered that this was a teaching letter. Merlin was teaching someone to use the Iron Armor Curse... The letter was called Armor Defense. I don't know if it was a translation problem, but the effect should be the same.
[Integrate 'firmness' into 'guardian' and combine it with 'city wall' to form a magic circle on the top of the staff...]
【'Earth' is the key...】
"That's not right." Kyle shook his head and muttered in a low voice: "This shouldn't mean earth, but 'continuous growth'."
The same rune text has many different meanings, especially if it has not been simplified, so even if there is a translation, it is not that easy to read.
Kyle could only list all the possible situations one by one, and then make changes little by little according to the meaning of the context.
It has to be said that this is a very time-consuming job, but Kyle enjoys it.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 709: The Iron Armor Curse, the Lost Sirius
This letter is not particularly long. Excluding greetings and the like, the actual part about the curse is less than two pieces of parchment, but the content inside is difficult to understand. Even with the comparison diagram given by Dumbledore, Kyle It must also be considered over and over again.
At the same time, he also took out his magic wand and tried various combinations of magic words.
Dots of magic words floated out from the wand and gathered together to form new symbols. Vaguely, there seemed to be a layer of transparent net around Kyle, but it soon shattered and disappeared.
"No, it's not this..." Kyle frowned and quickly flipped through the translation chart.
Because he was so focused, Kyle didn't even notice that the sky outside had already gotten brighter.
Before he knew it, Kyle had been sitting at the table all night.
Until noon the next day...
Fred, who came back from Diagon Alley for lunch, looked at an empty chair in front of him and couldn't help but ask: "By the way, how long has Kyle been in the room?"
"Almost the whole day," Harry said. "The light in his room was always on last night, and he didn't come out for breakfast this morning."
"What the hell is he doing?" George asked.
"I don't know," Ron said. "We tried to call him in the morning, but mother and Sirius wouldn't let us."
"This is what Dumbledore ordered before he left." At this time, Mrs. Weasley put a plate of toast on the table, "If there is nothing important, don't disturb Kyle."
"I know, and you've said it many times," Ron muttered under his breath.
"Then you have to remember." Mrs. Weasley glared at Ron, and then looked worriedly at the direction of the stairs outside the door.
Apparently she was also a little worried about Kyle, who hadn't eaten all day.
"But it's only less than a day now, so it should be fine." Mrs. Weasley thought to herself, because of Dumbledore's instructions, she could only wait for Kyle to come out.
This wait is another afternoon.
It wasn't until 7:30, when everyone was preparing to have dinner, that Kyle staggered downstairs.
Diana said yesterday that the contents on the parchment could only be stored for one day.
I have to say, this is really on time.
Just now, the contents on the parchment disappeared at a certain moment. Along with it, there are also the memories of those ancient runes in his head.
But there is also good news.
Although the process disappears, the results remain.
This feeling was like an exam. He couldn't remember the content of the paper or what he wrote, but the final score was real... and it was a very good score.
After suddenly relaxing, Kyle, who hadn't eaten for a day, felt dizzy. What I saw was even more flickering.
When Kyle finally came downstairs to the dining room, Mrs. Weasley just happened to place a plate of baked pies on the table.
Kyle didn't care about hot hands and politeness, picked up a pie and stuffed it into his mouth.
"You're finally out." Mrs. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief and served Kyle another bowl of soup. "Eat slowly and don't be in a hurry. I've made a lot."
……
Kyle ate a total of three pies and two bowls of soup before he felt better, but he just felt less hungry.
It had to be said that studying ancient runes was really a physically demanding job. He felt like he hadn't eaten in three days rather than in one day.
"Kyle, what are you doing in the room?" Ron couldn't help but ask.
"Study Merlin's letter." Kyle said casually.
As the content on the parchment disappeared, the strange restrictions before disappeared. For example, now he could speak naturally about what he was doing, instead of saying no like he did last night. come out.
"Merlin's letter?" Hermione's voice became shrill and high-pitched, "That's from someone fifteen hundred years ago."
"It's not the original letter." Kyle explained: "It was rubbed with magic."
"Is it the one your mother gave you last night..." Hermione suddenly thought of the birthday gift Diana gave Kyle last night.
She thought about many possibilities, including advanced magic spells, ancient documents... but she never expected that it was related to Merlin.
"Can you let me have a look?" Hermione stared at Kyle expectantly, "Just a glance."
"Sorry, the letter was protected by magic and disappeared just now." Kyle shrugged and picked up another piece of pie. "And I forgot the content on it. I only remember that it was in ancient runes that have not been simplified. written."
"Ancient runes, simplified?" Hermione was a little confused.
She really couldn't connect those words, which were so complicated that she felt dizzy at a glance, with simplification.
"That's it..." Kyle handed Hermione the book Dumbledore had given him.
Hermione's brows furrowed since she turned the first page.
Harry and Ron also glanced curiously, but the next second, they both looked away in unison.
They didn't even recognize a single symbol on that page, and even looking at it gave them a headache. It was hard to imagine how Kyle had been looking at it all day.
"Wait..." Fred suddenly thought of something, "You just said you forgot the content. Didn't you waste the whole day in vain?"
"Of course not." Kyle swallowed the last bite of the pie and took another piece of baked potato, "That is a teaching letter, probably written by Merlin to his apprentice. I have already learned the magic mentioned above. "
There was a sudden intake of breath in the restaurant. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. For a moment, they didn’t know what to say.