A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 640: Virtual and real conversion
The last ancient rune class in fifth grade before the Christmas holiday was changed to free activities. The students opened "Practical Rune Elementary" and chatted enthusiastically.
Colin Creevey took out a list, swearing that it was the Animagus transformation form of the Animagus Class' students. He read aloud the names on the list, glancing at Professor Hemp each time he uttered them, hoping for a response.
But Felix was busy playing cards with some students, so he didn't see his wandering eyes.
Sitting in his arms, Varen looked at the same deck of cards with him, and kept coming up with ideas with great interest. . "Are you sure you got this one?" Felix lowered his head and asked, Varun nodded firmly, and stretched out his fingers again, yes, that's it
"Disarm you," Felix said.
The opposite student, Newman Balk, grinned loudly, and revealed a hole card that had been ambushed for three rounds. /
Then play the whole hand.
"Quickly imprison one—Professor, you are imprisoned and can't fight back—thunderbolt explosion! Add another eye disease spell, hehe, it's control again...Look at this again, the flames are raging."
Felix watched sourly as the little figure representing himself exploded in anger. Valen covered his eyes.
Newman Balck and another student high-five.
On the other hand, Creevey read to the end. "Draco Malfoy a white peacock; Elvira
—fox; Harry Potter—lion, one more thing, I'm not at all surprised that Harry drew the sword of Gryffindor in his second year," he said enthusiastically.
"Fake news," Ginny whispered to Luna a few tables away, "Harry said he has more feelings for stags." Luna was building blocks with physical runes, trying to piece together the shape of the trophy , she raised her head unhurriedly, "Patron Saint?"
"An interesting topic, isn't it?" Ginny shook her hair and said, "It's a pity that the sample is too small. Both the Animagus and the Patronus Charm are extremely rare, and there are not many people who have mastered them at the same time in history." ..."
"There are a lot of people in the club...it's not easy now, and there is too much knowledge involved.
However, this does not prevent Luna from receiving a talking trophy as a Christmas present.
Half an hour later, a gleaming trophy appeared in front of Felix. Its main body was composed of ancient runes and blank memory fragments, and it could flexibly transform between virtual and real. Usually it can be stored in the Ring of Ouroboros.
Staring at the trophy, he cleared his throat and asked, "What would Felix Hepp like for Christmas?"
"A magic book, an insight, and a painting," replied the trophy.
"Then what doesn't he want to receive?"
"A pumpkin mask, zeppelin plum earrings and a vine cape covered in glowing sequins."
"Excellent." Felix said with satisfaction, and decided to hurry up and send it out. Varun listened for a long time, and finally understood who sent those strange gifts.
They descended the stairs, and the Great Hall looked very grand, with twelve Christmas trees gleaming with silver frost and tiny icicles, faintly singing if you got close, with mistletoe and Ribbons made of holly are connected, and there are flower fairies dancing, and their transparent wings sprinkle pieces of silver light.
The ceiling also became different, and the enchanted snow fell down one after another, getting into the necks of the students, and it was cool.
The dining table was messy and lively as usual. But Felix keenly caught the embarrassment of some students, they were students of Animagus. Looking at the beef pie, ribs and vegetable soup on the table, Neville sighed deeply, grabbed a piece of dry bread, and tore into small bites to eat. The look of grievance on his face is reminiscent of the ghost of Nearly Headless'Nick.
After a few seats, Harry couldn't eat. Ron stared at the food in front of him, then looked away with great determination, as if he had a grudge against them, and Hermione sipped the porridge carefully, chewing slowly.
"Hermione, try this, it's delicious!" Lavender Brown gloated while eating the creamy apple pie. During the whole lunch, she tempted Hermione with food, and whenever Hermione sternly refused her, she and Parvati hugged and laughed....
"I really want to turn her into a big-mouthed frog!" said Hermione angrily when Lavender left.
"No, you can't," said Harry feebly, now that he was very hungry, "the first few people who did this got a hundred points, plus a detention for the whole Christmas period, without any punishment. One exception. Professor McGonagall almost went mad."
"Yeah, it's said that Snape was so happy." Ron said unluckily, "We've completely missed the Academy Cup this year."
All the students in the 'Animagus' class underestimated the difficulty of stuffing a leaf in their mouths - including Felix himself, it was not an hour or two, nor a day or two, but a whole moon. When he checked with Professor McGonagall last weekend, they found that all the students were almost wiped out.
The reasons they gave were all kinds of strange, some accidentally let it go down when drinking soup, some chewed the leaves when biting the ribs, some accidentally blew them out when talking loudly, or even ground their teeth while sleeping, and the result The leaves disappeared without a trace the next day. The few students who took out the leaves turned out to be cheating, and they just grabbed a leaf from the Christmas tree in the auditorium before they came.
Felix looked amazed. Professor McGonagall accepted these reasons very calmly, and gave him a demonstrative look, which Felix guessed probably meant, 'It's more strange than rare
"If there's no other way," Ron said through gritted teeth as he stood up, "we'll just have to try Sirius." He meant Stunning and Petrifying, or adding The sticky jaw spell will also work.
Neville gave him a sad look, "Okay," he said softly.
The two of them have in common that they snore a lot. When they woke up the morning before yesterday, Ron and Neville found that the blade of grass was missing from their mouths at the same time. The former found the innocent blade on the pillow, The latter could only see some green remains from between his teeth.
Harry's situation is slightly better than them, at least he doesn't snore much, so when he wakes up, the leaf is still in his mouth, but it has been broken in two in the middle, and the section is neat. He is still investigating why. #br......r# Among them, only Hermione refused to disclose any news about her leaf, but Harry thought that since Hermione didn't take the initiative to raise her hand to answer questions these days, it was enough Describe the severity of the problem.
As they left the Great Hall, Ron plucked a Christmas tree branch and said pessimistically, "It's going to be useful sooner or later." Hermione didn't raise any objections.
In the afternoon, Felix appeared in the greenhouse of the herbal medicine class.
Professor Sprout was still dressed in the same unkempt way, with a patched hat slanted on the flowing gray hair, and a lot of dirt on his clothes. In a word, he was in sharp contrast with the well-organized greenhouse. contrast.
"Felix!" She said enthusiastically, "Minerva told me that a total of 23 Mandrake leaves are needed, right?"
"Well—that's right." Felix said, "There's actually another thing." However, Professor Sprout was already dragging his chunky body towards the back of the greenhouse, waving a Huge scissors.
She said cheerfully: "We'd better find some fresh leaves, every few years Minerva will beg some for the students...but never so much as this year - here we are, and there happen to be a few Manders The grass needs to be pruned, and it has been growing for almost four years.”
Felix followed and came to a separately marked area.
Seven or eight fully grown mandrakes were lush, about the height of a small shrub, planted in pots the size of Hagrid's enchanted pumpkins, and he could clearly hear the purring sounds one after another. "Be quiet, they are sleeping, and it will be dangerous if they are woken up." Professor Sprout said in a low voice, and slowly opened the huge scissors in an arc, wrapping the two blades in the gleaming blade.
"Crack."
The leaves fall smoothly. Felix beckoned, and two mandrake leaves swirled and landed on his hand. Sprout switched positions again and did the same. "You can't pick too much from the same plant, or they won't like it," she explained.
Soon they were all collected, and Professor Sprout handed him another bag for Felix to put Mandela... blades of grass. When everything was over, Felix got a little closer. He stretched out a hand and turned to look at Sprout: "Can I touch it?"
"Oh," said Professor Sprout hesitantly, "their calls are deadly now, it's best not to wake them up-
"Of course, of course," Felix murmured.
He turned his wrist, and the huge jar slowly floated up and stopped in front of him. He could only see the upper half, the rest was buried in the dirt. Felix looked at it carefully for a moment, his eyes flickered with the pattern of the book of runes, and the magic of the thinking cabin slowly spread around him.
Gently flicking your fingers, the color of the black jar gradually changed to a lighter color, flickering a few times, leaving only some rough lines, just like Varun drawing a three-dimensional painting in the air with a quill pen .
Professor Sprout stood aside and observed curiously, she had never seen similar magic.
However, the outside world has already recognized that Felix Heap's magical attainment is close to that of Dumbledore, which is why she did not stop it.
In front of them, a mass of solidified brown soil was bound by invisible forces. Felix twitched his fingers again, and Xushi had a wonderful transformation under his magic. Layers of brown soil seemed to be repeatedly rubbed with an eraser, leaving vague traces like pencil sketches on the spot, and the soil no longer hindered them The line of sight reveals the mandrake inside.
Felix didn't know who first suggested that these things looked like babies, but he felt that they were actually little old men, extremely ugly, with unknown spots on their bodies, and they remained unaffected. With his eyes closed, his body curled up into a ball, his small pointed fists pounding on his chest.
"I haven't seen a mandrake falling asleep, it's so beautiful." Professor Sprout showed an obsessed expression.
Felix has a new appreciation for her aesthetic. He stretched out his hand, straight through the rough sketch-like lines, directly touching the mandrake plant, touching the anthropomorphic face.
Little by little his magic seeped in.
On the other side, Professor Sprout also reached out his hand curiously, gently stroking the root-like skin of the Mandrake... and muttering words.
Felix closed his eyes, trying to feel his magic. Gradually, he realized that his magical power spread little by little, and attached to some magical lines, which were the unique wooden grains inside the mandrake.
In the early days of the magical desert, these magical lines were believed to be the origin of ancient runes, and he captured some familiar shapes.
He opened his eyes, and Professor Sprout was looking at him.
Felix clenched his fists and withdrew his arm abruptly, a blue grid made of pure magic was dragged out by him. These magics are like the messy shapes obtained by pouring molten iron juice into an ant nest. But in Felix's eyes, it exudes a unique beauty.
His eyes now are the same as Professor Sprout's obsession just now.
The big net of magic power slowly stretched out. He dispersed most of the irrelevant magic power, leaving only a small cluster in the middle like a crescent moon. Under his exquisite control, these magic powers underwent subtle changes. From the original rough appearance to a cluster of crystal clear crystals, soon one of the crystal branches fell off and turned into a gleaming ancient rune.
Sprout's eyes widened. Thanks to Felix's spare no effort to promote it in the past four years, most of the professors are no strangers to the basic knowledge of ancient runes. Right now, all she can think of is one word—ancient magic, the ancient magic of the deadly cry of the mandrake .
More and more rune symbols gradually took shape, fell off from the main body, fell into Felix's other hand like a tired bird, and gradually pieced together into a shape similar to a crescent moon, just like the previous magic power line.
But even Professor Sprout knows that the two are very different. She was getting more and more nervous.
When only one-third of the magic power in the air was left, it suddenly disintegrated itself and disintegrated into smoke-like magic power. Professor Sprout, who was watching from the sidelines, breathed a sigh of relief, and before she knew it, a trace of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
"It doesn't seem to work." Felix said with a smile.
"You want to convert the natural ability of the Mandrake into magic?" Professor Sprout...asked.
"Recently I'm researching sound magic," Felix said slowly, "During the summer vacation, I read some materials from the library of Ilvermorny School, and the progress has been slow recently, so I want to find inspiration from other places /
"Speaking of Ilvermorny, Felix, would you like to see the snakewood branch you brought back? It's growing nicely now.
"OK"
As they walked towards another greenhouse, they saw the figure of Professor Bubaji far away on the way. "Caredy is ready to publish her own research results," Professor Sprout said, "She seems to be planning to publish more than a dozen papers in one go. I advise her to compile them into a book."
"I also know about this." Felix nodded and said, "Severus is also sorting out relevant information, maybe they have discussed it."
The snakewood branches were growing well, already as thick as a wrist, and three or four feet high. Felix stayed for a while, then took his leave and left. Walking in the snow, he recalled what happened in the greenhouse. Professor Sprout seemed intimidated, which is not surprising, and he himself found the research results to be very frightening.
Converting the call of the mandrake into real ancient magic, this is the real sound of death, it only takes a moment to destroy the city and the country, Felix hopes that he will never have the opportunity to exert its full power, only he One knows.
Not to mention ancient magic, the combination of ancient runes and memory magic gradually revealed unparalleled power and potential, just like what he did to the mandrake flowerpot, the real and the unreal are in between his thoughts .
If soul magic and time magic are added in the future, how far will he reach? He raised his head to look at the sky, and the clouds in the sky seemed to change into the face of Nick Flamel.
Old man, I seem to feel the limitation you mentioned. "
Felix shook his head and laughed, "Let's think about the easy things—at least Remus's little furry problem already has a solution."
ask.
"Recently I'm researching sound magic," Felix said slowly, "During the summer vacation, I read some materials from the library of Ilvermorny School, and the progress has been slow recently, so I want to find inspiration from other places /
"Speaking of Ilvermorny~IndoMTL.com~Felix, would you like to see the snakewood branch you brought back? It's growing well now.
"OK"
As they walked towards another greenhouse, they saw the figure of Professor Bubaji far away on the way. "Caredy is ready to publish her own research results," Professor Sprout said, "She seems to be planning to publish more than a dozen papers in one go. I advise her to compile them into a book."
"I also know about this." Felix nodded and said, "Severus is also sorting out relevant information, maybe they have discussed it."
The snakewood branches were growing well, already as thick as a wrist, and three or four feet high. Felix stayed for a while, then took his leave and left. Walking in the snow, he recalled what happened in the greenhouse. Professor Sprout seemed intimidated, which is not surprising, and he himself found the research results to be very frightening.
Converting the call of the mandrake into real ancient magic, this is the real sound of death, it only takes a moment to destroy the city and the country, Felix hopes that he will never have the opportunity to exert its full power, only he One knows.
Not to mention ancient magic, the combination of ancient runes and memory magic gradually revealed unparalleled power and potential, just like what he did to the mandrake flowerpot, the real and the unreal are in between his thoughts .
If soul magic and time magic are added in the future, how far will he reach? He raised his head to look at the sky, and the clouds in the sky seemed to change into the face of Nick Flamel.
Old man, I seem to feel the limitation you mentioned. "
Felix shook his head and laughed, "Let's think about the easy things—at least Remus's little furry problem already has a solution."