Chapter 430: Short vi tory
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Coming out of Flitwick's office, Felix found an opportunity to be alone with Snape.
"So... Barty Crouch Jr. was not going to secretly poison and kill us all?" Felix asked. He actually wanted to know what kind of magic Barty Crouch Jr. made in the secret room. medicine.
"Then he must be careful enough to avoid hundreds of pairs of eyes in the kitchen." Snape said with squinting eyes. The blood of horned beasts and a variety of highly toxic materials, as well as an unknown type of snake venom."
"Sounds like a curse?"
"Almost, the process is extremely painful, but the effect is obvious, isn't it?" Snape said, opening the office door. His office hasn't changed much, the light is dim, and the shelves against the wall are full of glass specimen jars.
Felix thought of Voldemort's groans he heard in Crouch's old house, and almost understood the statement. He looked around and said dissatisfied: "I remember I sent you a magic lamp..."
"A qualified pharmacist will not change his life state easily," Snape said calmly, looking across the row of large and small jars by the wall, "And there is a saying that you didn't write in the product introduction, magic The light from the lamp has an effect on some dark creatures."
Felix thought for a while, and it was really like this. The principle of the magic lamp is to solidify an illumination technique and then slowly release it. The illumination technique has the effect of breaking the fog and driving away dark creatures.
But this additional effect is not strong, and even the lowest-level corpse can't hurt.
"Remus has nothing to do," Felix said.
Snape gave a "tsk" and said slowly: "The materials of potions that are different from the werewolves are very delicate and require special spell storage to prevent the loss of magic power. I remember I talked about these things in class?"
"A person's energy is limited, and I happen to know you and Bellby. Naturally, I don't plan to spend too much time on potions. For me, it is enough to know some necessary knowledge, such as how to detoxify." Felix He said smoothly: "Why don't we talk about ancient magic texts?"
Snape glared at him. "I put the magic lamp in the bedroom."
Felix shrugged, and found a half bucket of gray slime in a suspicious corner of the office, sealed by a transparent lid. He leaned down and looked at it: "Is this collected from the snails?"
"It is slightly corrosive, and I haven't found a good way to eliminate its characteristics." Snape said softly.
Felix blinked, "How about lighting?"
Snape stared at him and stood there for a long time before saying dryly: "It's... it's not impossible... it's worth a try..."
Soon, he took out a few drops of mucus from the bucket. When he lifted the lid, the strong smell of stinky fish and shrimp instantly filled the whole room, and Felix immediately cast a humanoid iron armor curse on himself. He had already used this magic instead of the bubble head curse.
"Need help?" he asked sullenly through the magic, Snape's face pale, but his fingers were particularly steady.
"No," Snape squeezed from his throat, his face turned paler, and his throat couldn't stop squirming. He quickly closed the lid and resealed it with magic, and Felix cooperated to roll up a whirlwind out of thin air and threw the muddy air into the corridor of the office.
I hope no little wizard who has just eaten will pass by.
Snape held his breath. Transferring the wet mucus to a small glass bottle, quickly plugged the stopper, and after all this, he took a deep breath.
On the other side, Felix already holds a ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball in his palm. Except for a shallow white halo on the surface, it does not emit any light, it looks like a luminous glass. ball.
Snape directed the small glass bottle to float over, Felix controlled the light ball to approach at the same time, the light ball got into the bottle effortlessly, and then he quickly cast a spell on the outer wall of the glass bottle so that the light ball could not escape.
Without Felix’s restraint, the sphere of light completely expanded, filling the entire interior space.
"It seems to have no effect." After a long time, Snape said uncertainly.
"What effect do you want, sizzle? That's too rough, the light of the illumination technique is very gentle, even if it is released against the face, it will at most cause some dizziness and dazzling, without damaging the eyes." Felix explained .
He had already sat back on the sofa, picked up a book leisurely, and flipped through it casually: "Wait, let the magic work slowly. Sometimes the process of infiltrating the material with magic power may last for several months. "
Snape stared at the small glass bottle in his hand for a long time, his eyes flashed suddenly.
Felix was taken aback, thinking he was going to say something clever and mean, but Snape just couldn't wait to say: "Let's try a few more times! Use different conditions to compare them."
"Oh..." Felix dragged the long tone, he didn't want to see that squishy stuff anymore. "Wait a minute," he murmured, taking out a ring of ouroboros from the ring, and under Snape's weird gaze, a dozen small white **** appeared in front of him in no time.
Then, the ring of ouroboros in his hand suddenly moved. The little snake twisted its body, swallowing all these **** of light one by one, and then turned back, hovering in Felix’s palm, and transformed into A ring.
He handed the Ring of Ouroboros to Snape, "It can store ancient magic texts. Of course, it is essentially because its material can well isolate the magic power and greatly reduce the spillage of the magic power itself... so it can also be used. To store lighting."
Snape took it and glanced at it slightly. "Basilisk scales?"
Felix nodded.
...
When Felix returned to the office, Sniff Valen immediately rushed forward, grabbing his clothes and about to climb up, but its movements stopped abruptly.
It retracted its small hands and twitched its nose slightly. The little face wrinkled immediately, and his small black eyes were full of accusations and looked at him.
Felix froze for a moment, and sniffed his clothes, "Is there a smell?"
Warren nodded sharply and made a retching motion.
"Maybe it's the smelt of snail larvae," Felix guessed. "Your nose is really good. I cover it with a humanoid iron armor curse, so you can smell it..."
Valen looked at him triumphantly.
Felix cast a few cleansing spells on himself, Warren moved step by step, tentatively smelled, and after confirming that there was no unpleasant smell, he threw himself into his arms.
At this time, Felix was holding Warren while wondering whether a nose with such a sensitive sniff can't be wasted. Should we add some ‘extracurricular practice’ to normal literacy?
At least learning to recognize the smell of some poisons would certainly do no harm.
In the evening, Harry came over to learn Occlumency.
During the Christmas holidays, Felix explained to him some techniques of Occlumency, and Harry looked at a loss. In the end Felix had to let him continue to read the magic book.
Harry visits every two days and sometimes meets Hermione, but by the fourth grade, Hermione does not come every week. Her knowledge of ancient magic texts far exceeds that of Felic. The rest of Sri Lanka.
At her current level, even if she doesn't improve anymore, being a professor is more than enough. So Felix is just assigning tasks, answering questions for his assistant from time to time.
Harry turned the book to page five and stared at the portrait of the wizard above with disgust. He was not unfamiliar with this picture. He saw it when he was browsing through the materials in the restricted book area. The wizard was originally a forbidden book. Ron thought he looked like Draco Malfoy on the cover of.
But this time it feels completely different. In a trance, Harry found that the wizard's face seemed to have changed to his own. He was being tortured instead of the wizard... This was an illusion. His heavy breath sprayed on the wizard in the book, and then he felt his skin resembled. It was hit by a hurricane.
Harry held his breath, his face flushed, and he kept reminding himself that all of this was the effect of Professor Haipu's magic, and he really had a trick in this...
Harry clearly knew that his body was not hurt at all, but his brain was filled with completely opposite emotions.
I can’t go on...I have to stop this feeling, or I will go crazy...Let me think about what is the primary method of Occlumency, calm down, and empty the brain...whoo...whoo... It was too difficult. Harry felt as if he had been thrown into the snail's nest. The densely packed snail larvae crawled all over him, sparks sprayed from the tail, making him itchy and painful...
I want to empty the brain... empty the brain...
But why! Harry thought with irritation. Suddenly, there was a strong anger in his heart. This anger broke through the shackles of magic. He saw clearly that he didn't know when to stand up. The magic book fell on his feet and he was mouthing. Gasping heavily.
Professor Haipu's voice sounded from the chair behind the desk:
"If you can make good use of it, anger is also a good way, but it is obvious that anger is not an emotion that can be maintained for a long time, and people are not a powder keg, it is impossible to lose their temper anytime and anywhere, but...well done, this time. You pass."
Harry didn't get much comfort from these words. He asked a little frustratedly: "Am I bad?"
Felix looked at him very understandingly: "Occlumency is an extremely difficult spell. Many wizards will not be able to get started in their lives. The best way to learn is to let your brain experience the feeling of being'invaded' time and time again. Of course, The degree of this is difficult to grasp, and I happen to have some experience..."
Harry certainly did not know that the "experience" in the professor's mouth refers to the invasion of other people's brains. This experience came from Felix's year of traveling alone. With the help of many dark wizards, he mastered the magic of the thinking house with difficulty. Prototype.
But now it seems that all the efforts are worthwhile, and this magic has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Harry could only take Felix’s words as true. He sat down and thought for a while, decided to play a card with Varen to ease his tension, but when he found out that he had lost to Varen, he The mood is even worse.
This caused him to look unhappy when he returned to the lounge.
"Is that book really that scary?" Ron asked quietly, while secretly handing Harry a bottle of Butterbeer. "The last time Fred and George went to Hogsmeade's inventory, they actually wanted me five Sicos!"
"Yeah, three broomsticks only sell two Sicos." Harry said vaguely. He is not in good shape now, and it is difficult to feel sympathy for Ron. He drank a sip of butter beer, and the thick foam refreshed him and felt that he was alive from the inside out.
"Tell me about that book, Harry." Ron urged, staring into his eyes.
"Well... you need to face a lot of terrible emotions, and you must do your best to prevent them from affecting you... In short, it is terrible. The professor said, if I can read it all at once, it means that I am getting started with Occlumency. And this is quite an achievement." Harry said intermittently, taking the opportunity to drank the butterbeer in his hand.
He looked at the empty bottle with some regret, wondering if he was looking for Fred and George. If he could drink a bottle of hot butterbeer after every practice, it wouldn't be so difficult.
"The professor is right," Hermione said from the side, and she looked up from a large book. "I have read its theory. Even those who have mastered Occlumency can't necessarily tell themselves. How do they learn, they generally learn passively."
"Passive learning?" Ron looked at her puzzled.
"Invaded." Harry said. He relayed what the professor said to Ron. "The best way to learn is to let your brain experience the feeling of being'invaded' again and again." He thought about it, and then again. Added: "I guess this is to make the brain sharp enough."
Ron's enthusiasm visibly faded.
"Do you want to learn this?" Harry asked, he didn't quite understand the idea. Ron chuckled and said faintly, "Didn't it mean that this magic is difficult, I thought, if I learn..."
"It would be very face to speak out." Hermione helped him add the unfinished meaning in the words.
"Actually, there is a simple way. The professor mentioned to me... Remember my dementor doll? The professor said that it is equivalent to a simple magic book. If you want to try it, I can lend it to you." Harry suggested that the thing was now locked under the box by him.
Ron was quite moved, but after thinking about it for a long time, he gave up. He lay on the table and muttered: "I'll study the magic used in the second project. Do you think I should learn the bubble curse first or do it? Leaving the curse?"
"The bubble head curse is the content of the upper grades." Hermione reminded him.
"But the humanoid iron armor curse is not easy. I didn't even meet the entry requirements." Ron groaned, "I think I will be drowned, Harry, I will be the first warrior to be eliminated."
"Don't think about it," Fred's voice suddenly appeared, and he sat down beside Ron, and said with a grin: "Want to start, maybe Ivamoni will be the bottom this time."
"I suggest you better practice swimming, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to swim halfway without energy." George grinned.
"You reminded me," Hermione said, "I only care about the magic part." She took out a small book from her schoolbag and wrote down George's words. Harry knew that was Hermione preparing for the second project. Half of his plan has been written so far, and he and Ron have not had the courage to turn over what was written on it.
At this moment, Ron suddenly raised his head, as if thinking of something, staring at Fred and George in a daze.
"Do you guys curse?" Ron asked bluntly.
"Oh...Of course, this is the magic that must be mastered for pranks. We have suffered some losses in the past..." Fred said with emotion.
"Teach me." Ron said.
"What?" Fred and George looked at each other.
"Teach me the soaking spell." Ron repeated.
Fred and George looked at each other, and Fred said, "Listen, we are very busy. We have more than a dozen products waiting to be perfected."
"Okay," Ron said straightforwardly, and then muttered in a voice that everyone could hear: "I haven't written a letter to my family for a long time. Mom must be worried about me, and she might curse her head. Let me give some pointers..."
Fred and George stared at Ron, as if they had met him again.
The two exchanged opinions quickly with their eyes. After a while, Fred said angrily: "Well, you won, Ronnie."
Ron smiled triumphantly.
When the two of them left ~www.novelhall.com~ Ron had not recovered from the joy of victory, he said excitedly: "I wanted to do this a long time ago."
"You mean...?" Harry said slowly, with a bad feeling in his heart.
"Win them once!" Ron said loudly.
Harry fell silent. He didn't think it was a good idea to use coercion to find someone to help with training. Regarding this point, he who was undergoing special training knew that Professor Haipu was friendly enough, but he still felt that life was difficult. If he was taught by Snape, he could hardly imagine what would happen to him.
He had anticipated that Fred and George would come up with all kinds of weird ways to rectify Ron, and the key thing was that Ron delivered it to the door himself.
But seeing Ron's contented expression on his face, Harry decided to tell him his worries later.
In the middle of the night, when Harry was lying on the bed tossing about and unable to fall asleep, his ears were full of Ron and Neville's snoring, he thought it would be good to let Ron try, and he took advantage of this time to think in advance To comfort him...
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Coming out of Flitwick's office, Felix found an opportunity to be alone with Snape.
"So... Barty Crouch Jr. was not going to secretly poison and kill us all?" Felix asked. He actually wanted to know what kind of magic Barty Crouch Jr. made in the secret room. medicine.
"Then he must be careful enough to avoid hundreds of pairs of eyes in the kitchen." Snape said with squinting eyes. The blood of horned beasts and a variety of highly toxic materials, as well as an unknown type of snake venom."
"Sounds like a curse?"
"Almost, the process is extremely painful, but the effect is obvious, isn't it?" Snape said, opening the office door. His office hasn't changed much, the light is dim, and the shelves against the wall are full of glass specimen jars.
Felix thought of Voldemort's groans he heard in Crouch's old house, and almost understood the statement. He looked around and said dissatisfied: "I remember I sent you a magic lamp..."
"A qualified pharmacist will not change his life state easily," Snape said calmly, looking across the row of large and small jars by the wall, "And there is a saying that you didn't write in the product introduction, magic The light from the lamp has an effect on some dark creatures."
Felix thought for a while, and it was really like this. The principle of the magic lamp is to solidify an illumination technique and then slowly release it. The illumination technique has the effect of breaking the fog and driving away dark creatures.
But this additional effect is not strong, and even the lowest-level corpse can't hurt.
"Remus has nothing to do," Felix said.
Snape gave a "tsk" and said slowly: "The materials of potions that are different from the werewolves are very delicate and require special spell storage to prevent the loss of magic power. I remember I talked about these things in class?"
"A person's energy is limited, and I happen to know you and Bellby. Naturally, I don't plan to spend too much time on potions. For me, it is enough to know some necessary knowledge, such as how to detoxify." Felix He said smoothly: "Why don't we talk about ancient magic texts?"
Snape glared at him. "I put the magic lamp in the bedroom."
Felix shrugged, and found a half bucket of gray slime in a suspicious corner of the office, sealed by a transparent lid. He leaned down and looked at it: "Is this collected from the snails?"
"It is slightly corrosive, and I haven't found a good way to eliminate its characteristics." Snape said softly.
Felix blinked, "How about lighting?"
Snape stared at him and stood there for a long time before saying dryly: "It's... it's not impossible... it's worth a try..."
Soon, he took out a few drops of mucus from the bucket. When he lifted the lid, the strong smell of stinky fish and shrimp instantly filled the whole room, and Felix immediately cast a humanoid iron armor curse on himself. He had already used this magic instead of the bubble head curse.
"Need help?" he asked sullenly through the magic, Snape's face pale, but his fingers were particularly steady.
"No," Snape squeezed from his throat, his face turned paler, and his throat couldn't stop squirming. He quickly closed the lid and resealed it with magic, and Felix cooperated to roll up a whirlwind out of thin air and threw the muddy air into the corridor of the office.
I hope no little wizard who has just eaten will pass by.
Snape held his breath. Transferring the wet mucus to a small glass bottle, quickly plugged the stopper, and after all this, he took a deep breath.
On the other side, Felix already holds a ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball in his palm. Except for a shallow white halo on the surface, it does not emit any light, it looks like a luminous glass. ball.
Snape directed the small glass bottle to float over, Felix controlled the light ball to approach at the same time, the light ball got into the bottle effortlessly, and then he quickly cast a spell on the outer wall of the glass bottle so that the light ball could not escape.
Without Felix’s restraint, the sphere of light completely expanded, filling the entire interior space.
"It seems to have no effect." After a long time, Snape said uncertainly.
"What effect do you want, sizzle? That's too rough, the light of the illumination technique is very gentle, even if it is released against the face, it will at most cause some dizziness and dazzling, without damaging the eyes." Felix explained .
He had already sat back on the sofa, picked up a book leisurely, and flipped through it casually: "Wait, let the magic work slowly. Sometimes the process of infiltrating the material with magic power may last for several months. "
Snape stared at the small glass bottle in his hand for a long time, his eyes flashed suddenly.
Felix was taken aback, thinking he was going to say something clever and mean, but Snape just couldn't wait to say: "Let's try a few more times! Use different conditions to compare them."
"Oh..." Felix dragged the long tone, he didn't want to see that squishy stuff anymore. "Wait a minute," he murmured, taking out a ring of ouroboros from the ring, and under Snape's weird gaze, a dozen small white **** appeared in front of him in no time.
Then, the ring of ouroboros in his hand suddenly moved. The little snake twisted its body, swallowing all these **** of light one by one, and then turned back, hovering in Felix’s palm, and transformed into A ring.
He handed the Ring of Ouroboros to Snape, "It can store ancient magic texts. Of course, it is essentially because its material can well isolate the magic power and greatly reduce the spillage of the magic power itself... so it can also be used. To store lighting."
Snape took it and glanced at it slightly. "Basilisk scales?"
Felix nodded.
...
When Felix returned to the office, Sniff Valen immediately rushed forward, grabbing his clothes and about to climb up, but its movements stopped abruptly.
It retracted its small hands and twitched its nose slightly. The little face wrinkled immediately, and his small black eyes were full of accusations and looked at him.
Felix froze for a moment, and sniffed his clothes, "Is there a smell?"
Warren nodded sharply and made a retching motion.
"Maybe it's the smelt of snail larvae," Felix guessed. "Your nose is really good. I cover it with a humanoid iron armor curse, so you can smell it..."
Valen looked at him triumphantly.
Felix cast a few cleansing spells on himself, Warren moved step by step, tentatively smelled, and after confirming that there was no unpleasant smell, he threw himself into his arms.
At this time, Felix was holding Warren while wondering whether a nose with such a sensitive sniff can't be wasted. Should we add some ‘extracurricular practice’ to normal literacy?
At least learning to recognize the smell of some poisons would certainly do no harm.
In the evening, Harry came over to learn Occlumency.
During the Christmas holidays, Felix explained to him some techniques of Occlumency, and Harry looked at a loss. In the end Felix had to let him continue to read the magic book.
Harry visits every two days and sometimes meets Hermione, but by the fourth grade, Hermione does not come every week. Her knowledge of ancient magic texts far exceeds that of Felic. The rest of Sri Lanka.
At her current level, even if she doesn't improve anymore, being a professor is more than enough. So Felix is just assigning tasks, answering questions for his assistant from time to time.
Harry turned the book to page five and stared at the portrait of the wizard above with disgust. He was not unfamiliar with this picture. He saw it when he was browsing through the materials in the restricted book area. The wizard was originally a forbidden book. Ron thought he looked like Draco Malfoy on the cover of.
But this time it feels completely different. In a trance, Harry found that the wizard's face seemed to have changed to his own. He was being tortured instead of the wizard... This was an illusion. His heavy breath sprayed on the wizard in the book, and then he felt his skin resembled. It was hit by a hurricane.
Harry held his breath, his face flushed, and he kept reminding himself that all of this was the effect of Professor Haipu's magic, and he really had a trick in this...
Harry clearly knew that his body was not hurt at all, but his brain was filled with completely opposite emotions.
I can’t go on...I have to stop this feeling, or I will go crazy...Let me think about what is the primary method of Occlumency, calm down, and empty the brain...whoo...whoo... It was too difficult. Harry felt as if he had been thrown into the snail's nest. The densely packed snail larvae crawled all over him, sparks sprayed from the tail, making him itchy and painful...
I want to empty the brain... empty the brain...
But why! Harry thought with irritation. Suddenly, there was a strong anger in his heart. This anger broke through the shackles of magic. He saw clearly that he didn't know when to stand up. The magic book fell on his feet and he was mouthing. Gasping heavily.
Professor Haipu's voice sounded from the chair behind the desk:
"If you can make good use of it, anger is also a good way, but it is obvious that anger is not an emotion that can be maintained for a long time, and people are not a powder keg, it is impossible to lose their temper anytime and anywhere, but...well done, this time. You pass."
Harry didn't get much comfort from these words. He asked a little frustratedly: "Am I bad?"
Felix looked at him very understandingly: "Occlumency is an extremely difficult spell. Many wizards will not be able to get started in their lives. The best way to learn is to let your brain experience the feeling of being'invaded' time and time again. Of course, The degree of this is difficult to grasp, and I happen to have some experience..."
Harry certainly did not know that the "experience" in the professor's mouth refers to the invasion of other people's brains. This experience came from Felix's year of traveling alone. With the help of many dark wizards, he mastered the magic of the thinking house with difficulty. Prototype.
But now it seems that all the efforts are worthwhile, and this magic has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Harry could only take Felix’s words as true. He sat down and thought for a while, decided to play a card with Varen to ease his tension, but when he found out that he had lost to Varen, he The mood is even worse.
This caused him to look unhappy when he returned to the lounge.
"Is that book really that scary?" Ron asked quietly, while secretly handing Harry a bottle of Butterbeer. "The last time Fred and George went to Hogsmeade's inventory, they actually wanted me five Sicos!"
"Yeah, three broomsticks only sell two Sicos." Harry said vaguely. He is not in good shape now, and it is difficult to feel sympathy for Ron. He drank a sip of butter beer, and the thick foam refreshed him and felt that he was alive from the inside out.
"Tell me about that book, Harry." Ron urged, staring into his eyes.
"Well... you need to face a lot of terrible emotions, and you must do your best to prevent them from affecting you... In short, it is terrible. The professor said, if I can read it all at once, it means that I am getting started with Occlumency. And this is quite an achievement." Harry said intermittently, taking the opportunity to drank the butterbeer in his hand.
He looked at the empty bottle with some regret, wondering if he was looking for Fred and George. If he could drink a bottle of hot butterbeer after every practice, it wouldn't be so difficult.
"The professor is right," Hermione said from the side, and she looked up from a large book. "I have read its theory. Even those who have mastered Occlumency can't necessarily tell themselves. How do they learn, they generally learn passively."
"Passive learning?" Ron looked at her puzzled.
"Invaded." Harry said. He relayed what the professor said to Ron. "The best way to learn is to let your brain experience the feeling of being'invaded' again and again." He thought about it, and then again. Added: "I guess this is to make the brain sharp enough."
Ron's enthusiasm visibly faded.
"Do you want to learn this?" Harry asked, he didn't quite understand the idea. Ron chuckled and said faintly, "Didn't it mean that this magic is difficult, I thought, if I learn..."
"It would be very face to speak out." Hermione helped him add the unfinished meaning in the words.
"Actually, there is a simple way. The professor mentioned to me... Remember my dementor doll? The professor said that it is equivalent to a simple magic book. If you want to try it, I can lend it to you." Harry suggested that the thing was now locked under the box by him.
Ron was quite moved, but after thinking about it for a long time, he gave up. He lay on the table and muttered: "I'll study the magic used in the second project. Do you think I should learn the bubble curse first or do it? Leaving the curse?"
"The bubble head curse is the content of the upper grades." Hermione reminded him.
"But the humanoid iron armor curse is not easy. I didn't even meet the entry requirements." Ron groaned, "I think I will be drowned, Harry, I will be the first warrior to be eliminated."
"Don't think about it," Fred's voice suddenly appeared, and he sat down beside Ron, and said with a grin: "Want to start, maybe Ivamoni will be the bottom this time."
"I suggest you better practice swimming, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to swim halfway without energy." George grinned.
"You reminded me," Hermione said, "I only care about the magic part." She took out a small book from her schoolbag and wrote down George's words. Harry knew that was Hermione preparing for the second project. Half of his plan has been written so far, and he and Ron have not had the courage to turn over what was written on it.
At this moment, Ron suddenly raised his head, as if thinking of something, staring at Fred and George in a daze.
"Do you guys curse?" Ron asked bluntly.
"Oh...Of course, this is the magic that must be mastered for pranks. We have suffered some losses in the past..." Fred said with emotion.
"Teach me." Ron said.
"What?" Fred and George looked at each other.
"Teach me the soaking spell." Ron repeated.
Fred and George looked at each other, and Fred said, "Listen, we are very busy. We have more than a dozen products waiting to be perfected."
"Okay," Ron said straightforwardly, and then muttered in a voice that everyone could hear: "I haven't written a letter to my family for a long time. Mom must be worried about me, and she might curse her head. Let me give some pointers..."
Fred and George stared at Ron, as if they had met him again.
The two exchanged opinions quickly with their eyes. After a while, Fred said angrily: "Well, you won, Ronnie."
Ron smiled triumphantly.
When the two of them left ~www.novelhall.com~ Ron had not recovered from the joy of victory, he said excitedly: "I wanted to do this a long time ago."
"You mean...?" Harry said slowly, with a bad feeling in his heart.
"Win them once!" Ron said loudly.
Harry fell silent. He didn't think it was a good idea to use coercion to find someone to help with training. Regarding this point, he who was undergoing special training knew that Professor Haipu was friendly enough, but he still felt that life was difficult. If he was taught by Snape, he could hardly imagine what would happen to him.
He had anticipated that Fred and George would come up with all kinds of weird ways to rectify Ron, and the key thing was that Ron delivered it to the door himself.
But seeing Ron's contented expression on his face, Harry decided to tell him his worries later.
In the middle of the night, when Harry was lying on the bed tossing about and unable to fall asleep, his ears were full of Ron and Neville's snoring, he thought it would be good to let Ron try, and he took advantage of this time to think in advance To comfort him...
Coming out of Flitwick's office, Felix found an opportunity to be alone with Snape."So... Barty Crouch Jr. was not going to secretly poison and kill us all?" Felix asked. He actually wanted to know what kind of magic Barty Crouch Jr. made in the secret room. medicine."Then he must be careful enough to avoid hundreds of pairs of eyes in the kitchen." Snape said with squinting eyes. The blood of horned beasts and a variety of highly toxic materials, as well as an unknown type of snake venom.""Sounds like a curse?""Almost, the process is extremely painful, but the effect is obvious, isn't it?" Snape said, opening the office door. His office hasn't changed much, the light is dim, and the shelves against the wall are full of glass specimen jars.Felix thought of Voldemort's groans he heard in Crouch's old house, and almost understood the statement. He looked around and said dissatisfied: "I remember I sent you a magic lamp...""A qualified pharmacist will not change his life state easily," Snape said calmly, looking across the row of large and small jars by the wall, "And there is a saying that you didn't write in the product introduction, magic The light from the lamp has an effect on some dark creatures."Felix thought for a while, and it was really like this. The principle of the magic lamp is to solidify an illumination technique and then slowly release it. The illumination technique has the effect of breaking the fog and driving away dark creatures.But this additional effect is not strong, and even the lowest-level corpse can't hurt."Remus has nothing to do," Felix said.Snape gave a "tsk" and said slowly: "The materials of potions that are different from the werewolves are very delicate and require special spell storage to prevent the loss of magic power. I remember I talked about these things in class?""A person's energy is limited, and I happen to know you and Bellby. Naturally, I don't plan to spend too much time on potions. For me, it is enough to know some necessary knowledge, such as how to detoxify." Felix He said smoothly: "Why don't we talk about ancient magic texts?"Snape glared at him. "I put the magic lamp in the bedroom."Felix shrugged, and found a half bucket of gray slime in a suspicious corner of the office, sealed by a transparent lid. He leaned down and looked at it: "Is this collected from the snails?""It is slightly corrosive, and I haven't found a good way to eliminate its characteristics." Snape said softly.Felix blinked, "How about lighting?"Snape stared at him and stood there for a long time before saying dryly: "It's... it's not impossible... it's worth a try..."Soon, he took out a few drops of mucus from the bucket. When he lifted the lid, the strong smell of stinky fish and shrimp instantly filled the whole room, and Felix immediately cast a humanoid iron armor curse on himself. He had already used this magic instead of the bubble head curse."Need help?" he asked sullenly through the magic, Snape's face pale, but his fingers were particularly steady."No," Snape squeezed from his throat, his face turned paler, and his throat couldn't stop squirming. He quickly closed the lid and resealed it with magic, and Felix cooperated to roll up a whirlwind out of thin air and threw the muddy air into the corridor of the office.I hope no little wizard who has just eaten will pass by.Snape held his breath. Transferring the wet mucus to a small glass bottle, quickly plugged the stopper, and after all this, he took a deep breath.On the other side, Felix already holds a ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball in his palm. Except for a shallow white halo on the surface, it does not emit any light, it looks like a luminous glass. ball.Snape directed the small glass bottle to float over, Felix controlled the light ball to approach at the same time, the light ball got into the bottle effortlessly, and then he quickly cast a spell on the outer wall of the glass bottle so that the light ball could not escape.Without Felix's restraint, the sphere of light completely expanded, filling the entire interior space."It seems to have no effect." After a long time, Snape said uncertainly."What effect do you want, sizzle? That's too rough, the light of the illumination technique is very gentle, even if it is released against the face, it will at most cause some dizziness and dazzling, without damaging the eyes." Felix explained .He had already sat back on the sofa, picked up a book leisurely, and flipped through it casually: "Wait, let the magic work slowly. Sometimes the process of infiltrating the material with magic power may last for several months. "Snape stared at the small glass bottle in his hand for a long time, his eyes flashed suddenly.Felix was taken aback, thinking he was going to say something clever and mean, but Snape just couldn't wait to say: "Let's try a few more times! Use different conditions to compare them.""Oh..." Felix dragged the long tone, he didn't want to see that squishy stuff anymore. "Wait a minute," he murmured, taking out a ring of ouroboros from the ring, and under Snape's weird gaze, a dozen small white **** appeared in front of him in no time.Then, the ring of ouroboros in his hand suddenly moved. The little snake twisted its body, swallowing all these **** of light one by one, and then turned back, hovering in Felix's palm, and transformed into A ring.He handed the Ring of Ouroboros to Snape, "It can store ancient magic texts. Of course, it is essentially because its material can well isolate the magic power and greatly reduce the spillage of the magic power itself... so it can also be used. To store lighting."Snape took it and glanced at it slightly. "Basilisk scales?"Felix nodded....When Felix returned to the office, Sniff Valen immediately rushed forward, grabbing his clothes and about to climb up, but its movements stopped abruptly.It retracted its small hands and twitched its nose slightly. The little face wrinkled immediately, and his small black eyes were full of accusations and looked at him.Felix froze for a moment, and sniffed his clothes, "Is there a smell?"Warren nodded sharply and made a retching motion."Maybe it's the smelt of snail larvae," Felix guessed. "Your nose is really good. I cover it with a humanoid iron armor curse, so you can smell it..."Valen looked at him triumphantly.Felix cast a few cleansing spells on himself, Warren moved step by step, tentatively smelled, and after confirming that there was no unpleasant smell, he threw himself into his arms.At this time, Felix was holding Warren while wondering whether a nose with such a sensitive sniff can't be wasted. Should we add some extracurricular practice' to normal literacy?At least learning to recognize the smell of some poisons would certainly do no harm.In the evening, Harry came over to learn Occlumency.During the Christmas holidays, Felix explained to him some techniques of Occlumency, and Harry looked at a loss. In the end Felix had to let him continue to read the magic book.Harry visits every two days and sometimes meets Hermione, but by the fourth grade, Hermione does not come every week. Her knowledge of ancient magic texts far exceeds that of Felic. The rest of Sri Lanka.At her current level, even if she doesn't improve anymore, being a professor is more than enough. So Felix is just assigning tasks, answering questions for his assistant from time to time.Harry turned the book to page five and stared at the portrait of the wizard above with disgust. He was not unfamiliar with this picture. He saw it when he was browsing through the materials in the restricted book area. The wizard was originally a forbidden book. Ron thought he looked like Draco Malfoy on the cover of.But this time it feels completely different. In a trance, Harry found that the wizard's face seemed to have changed to his own. He was being tortured instead of the wizard... This was an illusion. His heavy breath sprayed on the wizard in the book, and then he felt his skin resembled. It was hit by a hurricane.Harry held his breath, his face flushed, and he kept reminding himself that all of this was the effect of Professor Haipu's magic, and he really had a trick in this...Harry clearly knew that his body was not hurt at all, but his brain was filled with completely opposite emotions.I can't go on...I have to stop this feeling, or I will go crazy...Let me think about what is the primary method of Occlumency, calm down, and empty the brain...whoo...whoo... It was too difficult. Harry felt as if he had been thrown into the snail's nest. The densely packed snail larvae crawled all over him, sparks sprayed from the tail, making him itchy and painful...I want to empty the brain... empty the brain...But why! Harry thought with irritation. Suddenly, there was a strong anger in his heart. This anger broke through the shackles of magic. He saw clearly that he didn't know when to stand up. The magic book fell on his feet and he was mouthing. Gasping heavily.Professor Haipu's voice sounded from the chair behind the desk:"If you can make good use of it, anger is also a good way, but it is obvious that anger is not an emotion that can be maintained for a long time, and people are not a powder keg, it is impossible to lose their temper anytime and anywhere, but...well done, this time. You pass."Harry didn't get much comfort from these words. He asked a little frustratedly: "Am I bad?"Felix looked at him very understandingly: "Occlumency is an extremely difficult spell. Many wizards will not be able to get started in their lives. The best way to learn is to let your brain experience the feeling of being'invaded' time and time again. Of course, The degree of this is difficult to grasp, and I happen to have some experience..."Harry certainly did not know that the "experience" in the professor's mouth refers to the invasion of other people's brains. This experience came from Felix's year of traveling alone. With the help of many dark wizards, he mastered the magic of the thinking house with difficulty. Prototype.But now it seems that all the efforts are worthwhile, and this magic has undergone earth-shaking changes.Harry could only take Felix's words as true. He sat down and thought for a while, decided to play a card with Varen to ease his tension, but when he found out that he had lost to Varen, he The mood is even worse.This caused him to look unhappy when he returned to the lounge."Is that book really that scary?" Ron asked quietly, while secretly handing Harry a bottle of Butterbeer. "The last time Fred and George went to Hogsmeade's inventory, they actually wanted me five Sicos!""Yeah, three broomsticks only sell two Sicos." Harry said vaguely. He is not in good shape now, and it is difficult to feel sympathy for Ron. He drank a sip of butter beer, and the thick foam refreshed him and felt that he was alive from the inside out."Tell me about that book, Harry." Ron urged, staring into his eyes."Well... you need to face a lot of terrible emotions, and you must do your best to prevent them from affecting you... In short, it is terrible. The professor said, if I can read it all at once, it means that I am getting started with Occlumency. And this is quite an achievement." Harry said intermittently, taking the opportunity to drank the butterbeer in his hand.He looked at the empty bottle with some regret, wondering if he was looking for Fred and George. If he could drink a bottle of hot butterbeer after every practice, it wouldn't be so difficult."The professor is right," Hermione said from the side, and she looked up from a large book. "I have read its theory. Even those who have mastered Occlumency can't necessarily tell themselves. How do they learn, they generally learn passively.""Passive learning?" Ron looked at her puzzled."Invaded." Harry said. He relayed what the professor said to Ron. "The best way to learn is to let your brain experience the feeling of being'invaded' again and again." He thought about it, and then again. Added: "I guess this is to make the brain sharp enough."Ron's enthusiasm visibly faded."Do you want to learn this?" Harry asked, he didn't quite understand the idea. Ron chuckled and said faintly, "Didn't it mean that this magic is difficult, I thought, if I learn...""It would be very face to speak out." Hermione helped him add the unfinished meaning in the words."Actually, there is a simple way. The professor mentioned to me... Remember my dementor doll? The professor said that it is equivalent to a simple magic book. If you want to try it, I can lend it to you." Harry suggested that the thing was now locked under the box by him.Ron was quite moved, but after thinking about it for a long time, he gave up. He lay on the table and muttered: "I'll study the magic used in the second project. Do you think I should learn the bubble curse first or do it? Leaving the curse?""The bubble head curse is the content of the upper grades." Hermione reminded him."But the humanoid iron armor curse is not easy. I didn't even meet the entry requirements." Ron groaned, "I think I will be drowned, Harry, I will be the first warrior to be eliminated.""Don't think about it," Fred's voice suddenly appeared, and he sat down beside Ron, and said with a grin: "Want to start, maybe Ivamoni will be the bottom this time.""I suggest you better practice swimming, otherwise it would be too embarrassing to swim halfway without energy." George grinned."You reminded me," Hermione said, "I only care about the magic part." She took out a small book from her schoolbag and wrote down George's words. Harry knew that was Hermione preparing for the second project. Half of his plan has been written so far, and he and Ron have not had the courage to turn over what was written on it.At this moment, Ron suddenly raised his head, as if thinking of something, staring at Fred and George in a daze."Do you guys curse?" Ron asked bluntly."Oh...Of course, this is the magic that must be mastered for pranks. We have suffered some losses in the past..." Fred said with emotion."Teach me." Ron said."What?" Fred and George looked at each other."Teach me the soaking spell." Ron repeated.Fred and George looked at each other, and Fred said, "Listen, we are very busy. We have more than a dozen products waiting to be perfected.""Okay," Ron said straightforwardly, and then muttered in a voice that everyone could hear: "I haven't written a letter to my family for a long time. Mom must be worried about me, and she might curse her head. Let me give some pointers..."Fred and George stared at Ron, as if they had met him again.The two exchanged opinions quickly with their eyes. After a while, Fred said angrily: "Well, you won, Ronnie."Ron smiled triumphantly.When the two of them left ~www.novelhall.com~ Ron had not recovered from the joy of victory, he said excitedly: "I wanted to do this a long time ago.""You mean...?" Harry said slowly, with a bad feeling in his heart."Win them once!" Ron said loudly.Harry fell silent. He didn't think it was a good idea to use coercion to find someone to help with training. Regarding this point, he who was undergoing special training knew that Professor Haipu was friendly enough, but he still felt that life was difficult. If he was taught by Snape, he could hardly imagine what would happen to him.He had anticipated that Fred and George would come up with all kinds of weird ways to rectify Ron, and the key thing was that Ron delivered it to the door himself.But seeing Ron's contented expression on his face, Harry decided to tell him his worries later.In the middle of the night, when Harry was lying on the bed tossing about and unable to fall asleep, his ears were full of Ron and Neville's snoring, he thought it would be good to let Ron try, and he took advantage of this time to think in advance To comfort him...
