The magical foundation is the essence of a magical school.
To bring it into a new world, one must possess a deep understanding of the entire system, or at least most of its principles, and document it thoroughly.
If the entirety of those principles is being recorded for the first time, then that documentation becomes the "original codex" of the magical school.
The "original codex" is special. It must be the first-ever record; only then will it be recognized by the world and by the laws that govern it, granting it special significance.
The second or third record, even if made completely independently from the first, will still only be considered ordinary documentation, nothing more.
In the world of Harry Potter, Alaric was arguably the first person in history to fully grasp the essence of magic.
He was also the first to systematically record the principles of all forms of magic, including spells, Transfiguration, Alchemy, and other esoteric disciplines.
It was precisely because of this "original codex" that he was able to easily establish a magical foundation for Harry Potter-style magic in the world of Warcraft.
Unfortunately, the total scope of magic in the world of Warcraft was vastly broader than in the world of Harry Potter.
Even Alaric was unable to grasp it all, at least not for the time being.
To master all magical truths in such a world and compose an original codex, even if it were just for one particular school, Alaric would need to reach a level approaching that of the Titans.
Clearly, the current Alaric was far from reaching such heights.
So how could he explain the fact that the magic he had laid down was functioning in this new world?
This single anomaly plunged Alaric into deep confusion.
He pondered it for a long time, racking his brain without finding any explanation.
Left with no better option, he turned to his trusted assistant: Helena, who resided within the "Diadem of Ravenclaw."
However, the response he received from Helena did nothing to solve his dilemma, on the contrary, it only deepened his doubts.
According to Helena, the time between when Alaric fell unconscious after observing the act of creation and when he woke up wasn't all that long, just three to five years or so.
But that couldn't be right. Alaric had confirmed long ago that the moment he arrived in this world coincided with the starting point of this world's timeline.
Yet with only three to five years, there was absolutely no way for a new world to evolve such an advanced civilization, let alone create this bizarre blue cubic structure that now surrounded him.
One must understand, even in the Big Bang cosmology, ten thousand years after the initial explosion, the universe was still saturated with energy rather than matter.
The temperature hovered around one hundred thousand degrees, providing no conditions for life to exist.
In contrast, the creationist view of the universe posits that life could be created in just a few days, after all, God created humans in seven days.
But even so, deities would never take the initiative to create something this complex and rule-bound.
They usually only create nature and life, everything else, especially sophisticated constructs, are the work of sentient beings, particularly humans.
Helena added that although she hadn't dared to let her spirit leave the diadem, heeding Alaric's warning not to risk losing consciousness by witnessing another act of creation, she still had some faint sense of the outside world.
But aside from the initial conceptual evolution, she hadn't sensed any signs of world creation.
No Big Bang. No heaven and earth being torn asunder. No cosmic egg of chaos. In fact, she hadn't sensed anything unusual at all.
Then suddenly, they were here, exactly where they were now.
Helena's account left Alaric more confused than ever. There were no real insights to be gained from it.
For now, he could only tentatively conclude that he had encountered some kind of temporal anomaly. That was the best explanation he could manage.
Still, the fact that magic could function here was, at the very least, a good thing.
The successful activation of magic also suggested that aside from the sudden displacement, he hadn't suffered any additional unforeseen incidents.
Now, his next step was to explore these blue crystalline structures and figure out what this place actually was.
With that in mind, he began to open himself up, body and mind, to the beams of light flowing nearby, trying to sense the power they contained.
As Alaric's awareness fully expanded within the blue cubic crystals, he immediately sensed a ceaseless network of photons swirling around him, densely woven through the blue crystal blocks, through countless cubes.
The beams of light flowed at specific frequencies, undoubtedly carrying specific packets of information.
The sheer density of this photon network surpassed by far any integrated chip Alaric had seen in his previous life.
And the total size of this massive network structure exceeded that of any city he had ever witnessed.
With this level of complexity combined with this kind of scale, just how much information could be recorded, processed, and transmitted?
At the moment, Alaric couldn't even calculate it.
This only made him more certain that he was now inside some kind of enormous computer, or at least something with a computer-like structure.
If that were truly the case, could he perhaps find a way to hack into this "computer" and gain control over it?
Or at the very least, if he could understand its principles, maybe he could replicate it by modeling it after the original.
After all, to a wizard, intelligence was an incredibly important trait.
High intelligence allowed mages to better understand magical principles, spell structures, and spellcasting techniques.
Every powerful mage's brain could essentially be considered a powerful biological computer.
However, computation and logic weren't the biological brain's native functions.
When a biological brain tried to process calculations, it was like using an emulator on a computer, consuming massive resources to simulate an entirely different system.
It was wildly inefficient. A biological brain was far better suited to thought, emotion, and abstract reasoning, not logic-based operations.
Yet logical computation was critically important in magic. Even mages needed to master mathematics, at least in the world of Warcraft.
So what would happen if there were a dedicated computer to assist a mage in their calculations?
Ordinary computers wouldn't work, of course, not just because of their limited computing power, but also because arcane magic energy would interfere violently with their circuitry.
But the computing structure in front of him didn't have that problem.
Not only did its computational power surpass any machine Alaric had ever seen, but it also operated entirely on pure energy.
Alaric could clearly sense the presence of aether, magical energy, within it.
This kind of computer was perfect for him.
However, for now, given only his own records and observations, and with no point of reference, Alaric had no way to decipher the information stored within these flowing beams of light.
Even if he wanted to crack this structure, he had no place to start.
So, the only thing he could do for now was explore.
Though the view around him appeared to be nothing more than endless blue cubes stacked together, surely there had to be some special area somewhere.
If he managed to stumble upon something like a control room, then he'd have truly struck gold.
With that hope in mind, he began to wander aimlessly.
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