A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Felix and Hermione sat opposite each other, his index finger tapped on the dark sofa armrest, and the little witch across a small table found that she had appeared silently in the thinking cabin.

‘The professor’s spellcasting is becoming less and less visible. 'Hermione thought to herself, it has been more than a year since she first entered here. From the initial color and shape distortion to subversion, she can now be pulled in silently, teaching the magic The control is self-evident.

Hermione was very familiar with this place. She looked at the furnishings in the room lightly, and then, her brows frowned.

The half of the space belonging to the professor has not changed much: the main colors are brown, black, and dark green, sometimes dotted with beige and soft gray, giving people a rich color and a sense of calmness and weight.

The dark chestnut brown carpet is soft and comfortable, and there are thousands of large books stacked on it. These books complement the black shelf against the wall, the square table with a dull luster, and the heavy dark green drapery.

Of course, there are more and more ancient magic symbols with different colors. They are like the rhythmic spirits in the whole house, bringing vitality and magical visual enjoyment.

Hermione could imagine what it was like when the professor came to the hut alone-sinking herself on the sofa, casually calling for a book, a naughty magic text symbol jumped in front of him, and his fingers flicked away...

But now she always feels that something is wrong today, is the color of the carpet under her feet dimmed, or the green drapery that rolls up a corner from time to time becomes quieter?

Perhaps everything is her illusion?

"Miss Granger?" Felix glanced at her assistant strangely, and she looked around nervously as soon as she came in.

Hermione was also rather puzzled and said: "Professor, your thinking house feels very strange to me, like—heavier? Or solemn—" She stood at the junction of the two thinking, looking suspiciously at her own Half of the space.

There is an obvious modern decoration style, the sun is softly spilled, the light brown carpet, goose yellow curtains, and the two pots of green plants on the small round table in the center are the same as they were a year ago.

‘Looking at it in this way, the weirdness is even more obvious. Thinking of Hermione, she finally thought of a word to describe her feeling: "Dark style?"

Felix laughed blankly. "Why do you think that?"

Hermione shook her head, "I just thought of it suddenly. It doesn't seem to have changed, but some details are different."

Felix understood a little bit, and he said thoughtfully: "You reminded me that this is the external reflection of our inner world. It just so happens that I have a new understanding of magic recently, and it will be fine in a few days. "

"Let's start today's class, Miss Granger."

Hermione put aside the doubts in her heart for a while, sat back to her place, and she and Felix began to discuss the progressive relationship of Mowen.

"Professor, starting from a single magic text, to the magic text circuit, as well as the magic ball I saw, as well as the complex circuits overlapping and nesting on the chestnut plate today, does this mean the more complicated the magic text structure? The more advanced?"

"In terms of functional realization, this is indeed the case. A single magic text has a single attribute, and we humans always want to achieve more and more complex functions, so we have to work hard to study how to combine more magic texts together. ."

"Let me give you an example," Felix held a magic text symbol in his hand, "flame, this magic text itself contains quite a lot of possibilities, I use it and you use it will definitely have completely different effects, because we The level of understanding of it varies."

The magic symbols in his hand are constantly transforming between the magic text and the flame.

Hermione also quickly constructed a flame magic text, her transformation speed was obviously slower than a bit, and after two or three changes, the structure of the magic text symbol was no longer stable, and finally turned into blue smoke with a scream.

"This kind of understanding of magic itself is actually very difficult to take advantage of. Comprehension means comprehension. There is no shortcut. But if you simply want to increase the power of the flame, there are actually many ways—"

Felix grabbed some magic text from the air, "For example, I want to enlarge the flame—" a dozen or so magic texts were connected to the original flame symbol, and the small flames that were originally slapped suddenly expanded into pumpkins. So big

"I also want to make it burn more violently..." He grabbed some magic texts and added them, as if stuffing some condiments in, and the big fireball of the pumpkin began to burn violently, accompanied by a "crack" explosion. ring;

"At this point, this magic is already very difficult to control, and I must emphasize that the thinking cabin is not real. What I can do here does not mean that I can reproduce it perfectly in the outside world... Back to the topic , I also want to raise the temperature—"

The new magic texts were combined and thrown into the flames. The orange-red flame became vivid, quickly transitioning to bright yellow and bright white, and then there was a hint of blue.

Felix said in a relaxed tone: "If it is in reality, without any protection, we will burn ourselves. Therefore, the claim that ancient magic is dangerous is not false. From the ancient books I have seen, there are too many Many people were ruined on the first successful spellcasting."

"Go on—actually at this moment we have obtained a powerful enough magic, but obviously we still want more: make it controllable, accumulate magic power, or shape..."

"If you have a deep enough understanding of magic and a very skilled mobilization of magic power, some steps can be omitted. In theory, all magic in the world is the product of magic power mobilization and transformation. But most people, including you, also Including me, it is far from reaching the level of freewheeling."

Hermione watched nervously at the blue fireball that had reached a meter in diameter in the professor's hand, and the surrounding air began to twist. Even though she knew that everything here was constructed by thinking, she couldn't help being frightened.

Felix waved his hand to make the blue fireball disappear. "Okay, the game is over. What you just saw is just a demonstration of thinking. In reality, I can't do it so easily. I hope it won't make you misunderstood. ."

"I want to reiterate that ancient magic is very dangerous."

Hermione obviously accepted this statement. Next, she practiced the ancient magic text step by step. In addition to learning new content, she also needed to deepen her understanding of the magic text. Symbols are transformed into corresponding magical meanings."

She counted with her fingers, and only a few of them, such as "Bison Power", "Bright", and "Flame", really reached the level of "understanding".

A long way to go~

Felix encouraged her to say: "At the next rally of the magic text club, I will take apart an ancient magic and integrate it into the teaching. If you progress fast enough, I will teach you this magic combination of ancient magic. Way. The same goes for everyone else."

Hermione was shocked, but she knew that the professor had always been very cautious about ancient magic. In the past year or so, the two of them had only a handful of discussions about ancient magic.

Does this mean that the professor has enough recognition of her learning situation and magical control level?

She began to think: in the first year, she had been learning to translate magic texts and practical magic texts, and in the next semester she came into contact with the magic text circuit, UU reading www. uukanshu.com successfully repaired the broken beaded bag before the end of the semester;

During the summer vacation, she has been practicing depicting the magic text and the magic text circuit with the magic engraving knife;

At the beginning of the new semester, she has already been exposed to the knowledge of magic text transformation, focusing more on the understanding of the magic text body. She couldn't help but wonder: By the end of the third grade, is it possible for her to directly master an ancient magic?

Seeing Hermione's enthusiasm, Felix added: "It's the simplest ancient magic, don't imagine its lethality." But this didn't stop her enthusiasm in the slightest.

At the end of the practice, Hermione was unusually tired. She stood up and moved a bit, looking across the room. The strange feeling was still so obvious, the more awkward she looked.

‘Although the professor said it was because of the changes brought about by the new perception, it still looks gloomy. ’

She decided to change her mind. She stood in the corner of the room and kept looking at it. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she picked up a pot of green plants and placed it on the professor's square table full of books. She squinted and laughed.

"This looks much pleasing to the eye."