Chapter 108: The end of the diary
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Felix said noncommittal: "That's too far away from you, and I'm still studying it..." He avoided the topic of the sixth-level curse, because frankly, he had never seen it in anyone else. Similar spells.
This made him suspect that the so-called sixth-level curse was only his personal exclusive.
After all, when he was in the fourth grade, he had almost absorbed all his mind and beliefs, and he was able to master the two sixth-level curses-‘armor body protection’ and ‘fainted’.
When he succeeded, he experienced a transformation beyond imagination, and his magic and will were sublimated.
You know, he was only fifteen years old that year.
In the next six years, even if the theory of magic has taken one step further, today, the number of his sixth-level spells is less than ten.
Of course, this is also the reason why he transferred most of his energy to the study of ancient magic texts.
……
A student raised his hand and asked: "Professor Haipu, do you support specializing in a magic?"
Felix shook his head. He explained: "For beginners, it is necessary to specialize in one or two magics. This will allow you to make rapid progress, quickly stand out, and gain the ability to protect yourself. But for mature wizards, In other words, they need to learn more to deal with different troubles."
"Professor Haipu, if from now on, I only practice one magic, how long will it take to reach the level three or four?" This is a question from Abbott Balk.
"Mr. Bark, I don't recommend you to do this. If you have no problems with your grades, you have great hopes of becoming an Auror." Felix said.
"Professor, will you include this part of the content in the next duel course?"
"Of course, there is no doubt about it."
"Professor, I want to raise all the spells to the level of three-level spells. Any suggestions?"
Felix said in an amused tone: "Mr. Paldis, you can spend more time on magic theory. But again, there is no need to do that."
The three professors also looked at Felix’s expressions differently. To be honest, in their respective areas of expertise, they thought they would not be lower than the “five-level curse” that Felix called, but the key to the problem was--
How did he define the sixth-level spell?
This is also what makes the professors most curious.
"Professor McGonagall, what do you think of his theory?" Snape asked in a low voice.
Professor McGonagall said: "This method is not suitable for transfiguration, but for the spell, I personally think it's not bad. Felius, what's your opinion?"
Flitwick put forward his own opinion: "At least in the area of duel magic, it is still quite applicable. I analyzed some classic duel cases and provided new ideas. Of course, as he said, this theory cannot be covered. All the magic."
In the next question, the little wizards seem to have acquiesced to his statement about the magic level, and kept asking various questions.
After about ten minutes, the crowd gradually calmed down.
Felix said: "Alright! Let's move on to the next step. There are forty minutes before get out of class ends. We will use the remaining time to test and guide your disarming spell."
The four professors shuttled through the crowd, dividing the little wizards into pairs, and instructing them to disarm.
But many little wizards are still scratching their hearts--
"Professor Haipu absolutely mastered the sixth-level curse!" Ron said conclusively.
"I think so too, he didn't deny it." Dean Thomas said.
Professor Haipu just doesn't say it, it's so irritating!
Unknowingly, most of the little wizards agreed with this division method.
"What do you think the sixth-level spell is like?" Ron asked.
"Will the spell become bigger and brighter?" Neville asked with a look of hope.
"You mean, the curse of a thick bucket?"
"Is this possible, isn't it?"
On the other side, Felix said to a little Hufflepuff wizard, "Very well, Diggory, your spell is pretty good."
Cedric said cautiously: "I have been practicing for a long time, Professor Haipu, the information you gave is very useful."
Felix nodded in satisfaction, just about to compliment a few words, but he stopped talking suddenly.
Cedric saw Professor Haipu's expression suddenly become serious, he couldn't help asking: "Professor, what happened?"
But Professor Haipu did not answer him. His eyes were always in one direction, and his light blue eyes seemed to penetrate the auditorium.
"Digory, I have something to do temporarily, help me notify the other professors." The young professor hurriedly left.
He went straight to the castle tower, and in just a few minutes, he was standing in front of the office.
Felix blessed himself with various protective magics. The protective products under the wizard's robe shimmered with magical light. After making sufficient preparations, he waved his wand calmly and the door opened silently.
The scene in front of him surprised him.
At the door, seven or eight dark green devil's vines are tightly wound around a house elf. The green branches are shining with green light, seeming to be breathing.
Felix looked at the accidental intruder carefully, and it seemed to pass out.
Felix patched up a coma spell and went straight into his office.
After carefully checking from the inside out and confirming that there is no risk~www.novelhall.com~ he directly opened the suitcase in the corner and took out a delicate box from the inside. Felix's fingers flicked across the surface of the box, and layers of magic lines lit up on it.
There is no sign of being cracked.
He breathed a sigh of relief, opened the box, and the diary lay quietly in it.
Until this time, he had no intention of thinking about the origin of this strange house elf.
After thinking about it, he took out a thumb-sized transparent bottle from the ring, which contained about one milliliter of transparent liquid.
This is a Christmas present from Snape.
Felix dropped two drops of potion into the mouth of the house elf, and awakened him with a revival spell.
About five minutes later, he figured out everything.
Felix's mood is quite complicated.
He looked at the diary, and after a long silence, he said softly, "Sorry, Tom."
A large number of fierce fires flew out of the wand and gathered above the office, like clouds surging on a cloudy day. Under Felix's control, the Li Huo cloud group converged and shrank toward the center, condensing into a solid white sword in mid-air.
The diary book felt the danger, and the pages were flipped, and a large amount of black energy gushed out of it, but these black airs collapsed when they touched the Senbai Longsword.
Tom’s very young voice came from the diary: "No, I can tell you the secret of defeating death——"
"Huh!"
The long sword stabbed into the diary, and went through the exquisite box and the long table.
The sound stopped abruptly.
Felix waved his magic wand to dissipate Moribai's long sword.
"Understanding the essence and reshaping the body, this is the sixth level of magic..." His voice sounded in the office.
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Felix said noncommittal: "That's too far away from you, and I'm still studying it..." He avoided the topic of the sixth-level curse, because frankly, he had never seen it in anyone else. Similar spells.
This made him suspect that the so-called sixth-level curse was only his personal exclusive.
After all, when he was in the fourth grade, he had almost absorbed all his mind and beliefs, and he was able to master the two sixth-level curses-‘armor body protection’ and ‘fainted’.
When he succeeded, he experienced a transformation beyond imagination, and his magic and will were sublimated.
You know, he was only fifteen years old that year.
In the next six years, even if the theory of magic has taken one step further, today, the number of his sixth-level spells is less than ten.
Of course, this is also the reason why he transferred most of his energy to the study of ancient magic texts.
……
A student raised his hand and asked: "Professor Haipu, do you support specializing in a magic?"
Felix shook his head. He explained: "For beginners, it is necessary to specialize in one or two magics. This will allow you to make rapid progress, quickly stand out, and gain the ability to protect yourself. But for mature wizards, In other words, they need to learn more to deal with different troubles."
"Professor Haipu, if from now on, I only practice one magic, how long will it take to reach the level three or four?" This is a question from Abbott Balk.
"Mr. Bark, I don't recommend you to do this. If you have no problems with your grades, you have great hopes of becoming an Auror." Felix said.
"Professor, will you include this part of the content in the next duel course?"
"Of course, there is no doubt about it."
"Professor, I want to raise all the spells to the level of three-level spells. Any suggestions?"
Felix said in an amused tone: "Mr. Paldis, you can spend more time on magic theory. But again, there is no need to do that."
The three professors also looked at Felix’s expressions differently. To be honest, in their respective areas of expertise, they thought they would not be lower than the “five-level curse” that Felix called, but the key to the problem was--
How did he define the sixth-level spell?
This is also what makes the professors most curious.
"Professor McGonagall, what do you think of his theory?" Snape asked in a low voice.
Professor McGonagall said: "This method is not suitable for transfiguration, but for the spell, I personally think it's not bad. Felius, what's your opinion?"
Flitwick put forward his own opinion: "At least in the area of duel magic, it is still quite applicable. I analyzed some classic duel cases and provided new ideas. Of course, as he said, this theory cannot be covered. All the magic."
In the next question, the little wizards seem to have acquiesced to his statement about the magic level, and kept asking various questions.
After about ten minutes, the crowd gradually calmed down.
Felix said: "Alright! Let's move on to the next step. There are forty minutes before get out of class ends. We will use the remaining time to test and guide your disarming spell."
The four professors shuttled through the crowd, dividing the little wizards into pairs, and instructing them to disarm.
But many little wizards are still scratching their hearts--
"Professor Haipu absolutely mastered the sixth-level curse!" Ron said conclusively.
"I think so too, he didn't deny it." Dean Thomas said.
Professor Haipu just doesn't say it, it's so irritating!
Unknowingly, most of the little wizards agreed with this division method.
"What do you think the sixth-level spell is like?" Ron asked.
"Will the spell become bigger and brighter?" Neville asked with a look of hope.
"You mean, the curse of a thick bucket?"
"Is this possible, isn't it?"
On the other side, Felix said to a little Hufflepuff wizard, "Very well, Diggory, your spell is pretty good."
Cedric said cautiously: "I have been practicing for a long time, Professor Haipu, the information you gave is very useful."
Felix nodded in satisfaction, just about to compliment a few words, but he stopped talking suddenly.
Cedric saw Professor Haipu's expression suddenly become serious, he couldn't help asking: "Professor, what happened?"
But Professor Haipu did not answer him. His eyes were always in one direction, and his light blue eyes seemed to penetrate the auditorium.
"Digory, I have something to do temporarily, help me notify the other professors." The young professor hurriedly left.
He went straight to the castle tower, and in just a few minutes, he was standing in front of the office.
Felix blessed himself with various protective magics. The protective products under the wizard's robe shimmered with magical light. After making sufficient preparations, he waved his wand calmly and the door opened silently.
The scene in front of him surprised him.
At the door, seven or eight dark green devil's vines are tightly wound around a house elf. The green branches are shining with green light, seeming to be breathing.
Felix looked at the accidental intruder carefully, and it seemed to pass out.
Felix patched up a coma spell and went straight into his office.
After carefully checking from the inside out and confirming that there is no risk~www.novelhall.com~ he directly opened the suitcase in the corner and took out a delicate box from the inside. Felix's fingers flicked across the surface of the box, and layers of magic lines lit up on it.
There is no sign of being cracked.
He breathed a sigh of relief, opened the box, and the diary lay quietly in it.
Until this time, he had no intention of thinking about the origin of this strange house elf.
After thinking about it, he took out a thumb-sized transparent bottle from the ring, which contained about one milliliter of transparent liquid.
This is a Christmas present from Snape.
Felix dropped two drops of potion into the mouth of the house elf, and awakened him with a revival spell.
About five minutes later, he figured out everything.
Felix's mood is quite complicated.
He looked at the diary, and after a long silence, he said softly, "Sorry, Tom."
A large number of fierce fires flew out of the wand and gathered above the office, like clouds surging on a cloudy day. Under Felix's control, the Li Huo cloud group converged and shrank toward the center, condensing into a solid white sword in mid-air.
The diary book felt the danger, and the pages were flipped, and a large amount of black energy gushed out of it, but these black airs collapsed when they touched the Senbai Longsword.
Tom’s very young voice came from the diary: "No, I can tell you the secret of defeating death——"
"Huh!"
The long sword stabbed into the diary, and went through the exquisite box and the long table.
The sound stopped abruptly.
Felix waved his magic wand to dissipate Moribai's long sword.
"Understanding the essence and reshaping the body, this is the sixth level of magic..." His voice sounded in the office.
Felix said noncommittal: "That's too far away from you, and I'm still studying it..." He avoided the topic of the sixth-level curse, because frankly, he had never seen it in anyone else. Similar spells. This made him suspect that the so-called sixth-level curse was only his personal exclusive. After all, when he was in the fourth grade, he had almost absorbed all his mind and beliefs, and he was able to master the two sixth-level curses-armor body protection' and fainted'. When he succeeded, he experienced a transformation beyond imagination, and his magic and will were sublimated. You know, he was only fifteen years old that year. In the next six years, even if the theory of magic has taken one step further, today, the number of his sixth-level spells is less than ten. Of course, this is also the reason why he transferred most of his energy to the study of ancient magic texts. A student raised his hand and asked: "Professor Haipu, do you support specializing in a magic?"Felix shook his head. He explained: "For beginners, it is necessary to specialize in one or two magics. This will allow you to make rapid progress, quickly stand out, and gain the ability to protect yourself. But for mature wizards, In other words, they need to learn more to deal with different troubles." "Professor Haipu, if from now on, I only practice one magic, how long will it take to reach the level three or four?" This is a question from Abbott Balk. "Mr. Bark, I don't recommend you to do this. If you have no problems with your grades, you have great hopes of becoming an Auror." Felix said. "Professor, will you include this part of the content in the next duel course?" "Of course, there is no doubt about it." "Professor, I want to raise all the spells to the level of three-level spells. Any suggestions?" Felix said in an amused tone: "Mr. Paldis, you can spend more time on magic theory. But again, there is no need to do that." The three professors also looked at Felix's expressions differently. To be honest, in their respective areas of expertise, they thought they would not be lower than the five-level curse that Felix called, but the key to the problem was-- How did he define the sixth-level spell? This is also what makes the professors most curious. "Professor McGonagall, what do you think of his theory?" Snape asked in a low voice.Professor McGonagall said: "This method is not suitable for transfiguration, but for the spell, I personally think it's not bad. Felius, what's your opinion?"Flitwick put forward his own opinion: "At least in the area of duel magic, it is still quite applicable. I analyzed some classic duel cases and provided new ideas. Of course, as he said, this theory cannot be covered. All the magic." In the next question, the little wizards seem to have acquiesced to his statement about the magic level, and kept asking various questions. After about ten minutes, the crowd gradually calmed down. Felix said: "Alright! Let's move on to the next step. There are forty minutes before get out of class ends. We will use the remaining time to test and guide your disarming spell." The four professors shuttled through the crowd, dividing the little wizards into pairs, and instructing them to disarm. But many little wizards are still scratching their hearts-- "Professor Haipu absolutely mastered the sixth-level curse!" Ron said conclusively. "I think so too, he didn't deny it." Dean Thomas said.Professor Haipu just doesn't say it, it's so irritating! Unknowingly, most of the little wizards agreed with this division method. "What do you think the sixth-level spell is like?" Ron asked. "Will the spell become bigger and brighter?" Neville asked with a look of hope. "You mean, the curse of a thick bucket?" "Is this possible, isn't it?" On the other side, Felix said to a little Hufflepuff wizard, "Very well, Diggory, your spell is pretty good." Cedric said cautiously: "I have been practicing for a long time, Professor Haipu, the information you gave is very useful." Felix nodded in satisfaction, just about to compliment a few words, but he stopped talking suddenly. Cedric saw Professor Haipu's expression suddenly become serious, he couldn't help asking: "Professor, what happened?" But Professor Haipu did not answer him. His eyes were always in one direction, and his light blue eyes seemed to penetrate the auditorium. "Digory, I have something to do temporarily, help me notify the other professors." The young professor hurriedly left. He went straight to the castle tower, and in just a few minutes, he was standing in front of the office. Felix blessed himself with various protective magics. The protective products under the wizard's robe shimmered with magical light. After making sufficient preparations, he waved his wand calmly and the door opened silently. The scene in front of him surprised him. At the door, seven or eight dark green devil's vines are tightly wound around a house elf. The green branches are shining with green light, seeming to be breathing. Felix looked at the accidental intruder carefully, and it seemed to pass out. Felix patched up a coma spell and went straight into his office. After carefully checking from the inside out and confirming that there is no risk~www.novelhall.com~ he directly opened the suitcase in the corner and took out a delicate box from the inside. Felix's fingers flicked across the surface of the box, and layers of magic lines lit up on it. There is no sign of being cracked. He breathed a sigh of relief, opened the box, and the diary lay quietly in it. Until this time, he had no intention of thinking about the origin of this strange house elf. After thinking about it, he took out a thumb-sized transparent bottle from the ring, which contained about one milliliter of transparent liquid. This is a Christmas present from Snape. Felix dropped two drops of potion into the mouth of the house elf, and awakened him with a revival spell. About five minutes later, he figured out everything. Felix's mood is quite complicated. He looked at the diary, and after a long silence, he said softly, "Sorry, Tom." A large number of fierce fires flew out of the wand and gathered above the office, like clouds surging on a cloudy day. Under Felix's control, the Li Huo cloud group converged and shrank toward the center, condensing into a solid white sword in mid-air. The diary book felt the danger, and the pages were flipped, and a large amount of black energy gushed out of it, but these black airs collapsed when they touched the Senbai Longsword. Tom's very young voice came from the diary: "No, I can tell you the secret of defeating death" "Huh!" The long sword stabbed into the diary, and went through the exquisite box and the long table. The sound stopped abruptly. Felix waved his magic wand to dissipate Moribai's long sword. "Understanding the essence and reshaping the body, this is the sixth level of magic..." His voice sounded in the office.
