A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

  Chapter 351 Adaptation of Real Experience

  Felix nodded slightly. He knew that Dumbledore had a great friendship and friends all over the world. If you add in the number of admirers, ten Lockhart is no match.

  Sometimes he couldn’t help but wonder whether Dumbledore seemed to be so busy because he was hiding in the office and writing letters to pen pals all over the world...

  Ahem! Don’t think so, the principal should be doing business, such as analyzing Tom Riddle’s childhood life. He can also write an article on "The Influence of Childhood Growth Environment on the Key Choices of Wizards Growing Up in Life: An Analysis of One, Two, and Three Points" Class of papers.

  Felix took out the stone basin from the ring, and the two entered the inner space. Here was a white world with foggy surroundings.

  Dumbledore looked around with interest, and he exclaimed: “You are the only one in this world who have this ability. Judging from the magic traces left behind, it’s very subtle, yes... subtle.”

Felix asked: "Can others not be able to do it?" He didn't feel anything. He thought of it and made it, and he thought it was a defective product, not comparable to the original meditation basin, so he never had it. Care.

   also gradually developed its use later.

Dumbledore said: "Let me talk about what I can see, ancient magic, alchemy, firm spell, non-marking stretch spell, polymorphism, memory magic...It's very special. I seem to see a solid magic node. ..."

  He stretched out his hand and tapped his slender fingers in the air, and the surrounding clouds immediately rose up.

   "What is this?" he asked curiously.

   "The memory node is also the magic node here." Felix said briefly.

  Dumbledore nodded slightly, "It seems that you have made improvements, and you are getting farther and farther away from the function of the meditation basin, but it is closer to the room of responsiveness."

  His gaze swept across the surrounding sharply, making Felix feel a faint tingling, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his skin like stress.

  The principal's vision is very keen.

Although the shape of the thinking stone basin is similar to that of the **** basin, its principle is closer to the House of Request-the non-marking stretch curse is cast, and the space is stretched to the size of five or six basketball courts, and the interior is filled with various blank memory fragments. , And with the help of the magic text to seal up without leaking. He also used memory nodes to build a more stable structure.

  The advantage of this is that real people and false illusions can interact, and as the owner of the stone basin, Felix can use the ubiquitous memory energy to show his ability in the thinking house.

Felix walked a few steps, the clouds were surging, and a path was opened. An ancient pyramid appeared in front of the two of them. He showed a smile and issued an invitation, "Principal, this is based on my real experience in summer vacation, uh, the real experience is adapted from it. Level...want to try it?"

  Dumbledore moved his gaze away from the memory node and carefully looked at the pyramid in the cloud. He knew that all of this was false. It might be the manifestation of a memory, but it looked quite real.

  Does Felix really master the principle of the House of Request? He became interested and walked toward the open golden gate, and he could see the dark interior of the pyramid. I don’t know where to project a beam of light, shining into the seven or eight feet inside the gate, but it seemed deep. The place is getting darker.

  The two walked into the pyramid. In the next second, Felix's figure suddenly disappeared, and the door suddenly closed.

Dumbledore looked at the terrifying pharaoh's grave with its miserable soundtrack, and muttered: "I'm just an old man..." He drew out his wand, his arm slashed, "Om~" The pyramids shook together.

  If it has legs, it may run away by itself.

   Felix’s sigh echoed all around: “Principal, this is just a toy I made for the members of the Mowen Club. I just thought it could be used to train the warriors. It can’t stand your full power...”

  Dumbledore's eyes seemed to see the top of the pyramid, Felix was sitting lazily on it, waiting for him there.

Dumbledore smiled slightly, put his wand away, and climbed up the stairs along the only road. All kinds of strange creatures appeared on the face, but they were blocked by the sudden emergence of vines, chains and tough barriers. A few minutes later, he pushed Opening a door, Felix sat outside, looking out at the sea of ​​clouds.

   "Albus, what do you think?"

Dumbledore said jokingly: "I want to praise your imagination, Felix. There are still traces of the big spider and the python. What is going on with those rattling and deforming cars? Is it Arthur's? The inspiration that the car gave you? But as far as I know, it stayed well in the forbidden forest and did not develop any strange abilities.

  There are also monsters with insect exoskeletons and acid mouth..."

   Felix said casually, “Some are fabricated, some are seen in the movie, and I can borrow them.” His two legs were hanging outside, shaking constantly.

"It's amazing, but unfortunately I haven't studied it in depth." Dumbledore said. He thought about it and commented: "Our ideas are actually similar. Your... weird creatures are used to train students to adapt. The ability is not bad, but you can see that you don’t spend too much time and you have less contact with reality."

Felix also admitted this, "The more you understand, the more real the memory will be. This is the shortcoming of constructing virtual memory, and I can't help it. Rather than make a four-dimension and make students misunderstand, it is better to deliberately make a fake Yes, it's clear at a glance."

If he intends to construct a sphinx, he must have a good understanding of the habits of this magical animal. Otherwise, he will make a random change, and the students believe it is true, in case he encounters a real sphinx in the wild. Sri Lanka, may make a fatal mistake.

  Dumbledore nodded slightly, agreeing with him. Every time I exchange magic with Felix, there will be novel gains. He thought down along this line of thought, and quickly thought of a perfect method. He thought of a person, if it were him, he would definitely be able to reproduce the magical creatures vividly——

  The world's most outstanding expert in the protection of magical animals, Newt Scamander.

  The only doubt was whether it was necessary or not. Dumbledore wrote down this thought secretly and decided to observe again.

   "I also found a problem, which may not be considered a problem, but it is worth noting." Dumbledore said, "The protection methods in this place are a bit single. As long as you have a certain understanding of memory magic, you can borrow the power here."

He waved his hand, and the pyramid at the feet of the two suddenly collapsed. They stood abruptly on a square. Felix had just seen the stained glass on a dilapidated chapel. In the next second, the scene became In the empty high ground, there is another flower in front of them, they are standing in front of the windowsill of Hogwarts Castle.

Dumbledore whispered: "When it comes to memory magic, I can't really compare to you, but I can still embody these scenes. Also, I just penetrated my will and made the surrounding environment mistake me for me. "Successfully cast," they became what I wanted..."

Felix shrugged: "You make a lot of sense, there are indeed many loopholes. I just didn't bother to change it before, after all," he smiled dangerously and kept twisting his fingers. "If any student in the club dared to play tricks, I would Let him experience a twenty-minute free fall..."

  Dumbledore was dumb.

  ……

  They came out of the stone basin, and Dumbledore had to prepare for a while to retrieve the memories of his youth. Fortunately, every principal had to leave a portrait of himself. He was not unfamiliar with this process.

  Felix returned to the office, and suddenly he thought of something amid the intensive raindrops. He drew out his wand, the tip of the wand exploded with silver light, and the patron saint of Swift transformed into a shape in mid-air. Afterwards, he put his magic wand on his forehead and drew a silver line, outlined in the air, a silver-white cloak slowly appeared.

  The patron saint of Swift screamed and plunged into the cloak. After the dazzling light disappeared, a ghost with his face hidden under the cloak appeared.

   "Just call you... well, forget it, see if you can fool the ghost in the castle."

Felix looked at the "ghost" in front of him, a bit like a dementor with a face value bonus. He suddenly remembered that there were more than a dozen in his ring. The schedule was too full recently, and the original research work had to be repeated. Postpone.

  The silver-white ‘ghost’ was about three feet away from the ground and turned around to leave. “You can find Pippi. There is a reason he is afraid of Barrow.” Felix reminded.

   "Wow!"

  The ‘ghost’ disappeared all of a sudden, Felix reached out and held his forehead, "The speed has not changed at all, anyone can see the problem."

  He took over the patron saint and wandered through the castle from his perspective...

  At the same time, on the Hogwarts Express—

In the carriage, a golden shadow ran around endlessly in the carriage. When it approached, Harry reached out and grabbed the golden thief. "Good shot!" The passing twins stood up at him. Thumbs up.

  Harry grinned, expecting Qiu Zhang to pass through the corridor and inadvertently see him catching the Golden Snitch. She is Ravenclaw’s seeker and should know how difficult this action is.

  He saw Qiu Zhang in the corridor just now, and couldn't help but want to do something, and then he thought of the advice Sirius had given him, awkwardly, and turned it out from the gift box.

  He is very proficient now. Whenever he is bored at Dursley’s house, he will release the Golden Snitch to practice for a while.

   There was a loud noise from the door, and a familiar dragging sound floated in from the small finger-sized gap at the door.

"...Do you know that my father really considered sending me to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts. He knew the principal of that school. But my mother didn't want me to go to school so far... … Durmstrang’s students are really learning black magic, I mean, some magic has its place..."

  Hermione stood up, walked on tiptoe to the cubicle door, and closed the door tightly so that Malfoy's voice did not come in.

  "Leave the golden snitch alone, you look so stupid, Harry." She said impatiently.

  Harry was ready to put away the Golden Snitch, Ron took it and said, "Lend me to play for a while." He had just glanced at it for a long time. Harry shrugged at Hermione, "Ron!" Hermione yelled. Ron shook his hand and slapped Harry on the face.

   "Oh, sorry, Harry—"

There was a fluttering in the carriage, Ron’s new owl was hopping around in the cage, and Hermione’s pet cat called "sobbing and sobbing". When everything subsided, Harry left a flushed slap mark on his face. There are two scratches on the cat's paw.

  He immediately changed his mood. Before, he regretted not being able to meet Qiu Zhang, but now he sincerely hopes that he will never run into her.

  Even Harry begged Ron and Hermione to go out and buy the snack cart passing by their carriage.

  After a while, Ron came back with a bunch of snacks and put it on the small table, with a strange expression on Harry saying, "You are right."

   "What?" Harry tore open a bag of chocolate frogs and bit off the frog's head in one bite.

  "We met Qiu Zhang and came to buy snacks with her friends. Fortunately you didn't go..."

  Harry was choked suddenly, he coughed sharply, his face flushed, "What are you talking about—"

   "Okay," Ron grabbed his shoulders and said with a smile, "I saw it last semester. You have thoughts about her, it's quite obvious-if you don't believe me, ask Hermione."

  Harry was suddenly pierced, and he wanted to find a place to get in.

  Hermione raised her eyebrows, "I thought you were laughing all the way because you saw Malfoy practicing lighting in the car. This is illegal, I must tell—"

   "——Professor Haipu." Ron answered, shaking his head, "This is a train, no one cares. Why not talk about Durmstrang, what is that?"

  ……

  The sky is getting dark. In fact, the sky has never been bright, and the thick rain clouds have covered everything. After an unknown period of time, the Hogwarts Express finally slowed down and stopped at the pitch-black Hogsmeade Station.

  The door of the car opened, and there was a rumble of thunder in the air.

  The three shivered, watching the heavy rain outside and the howling wind. "We won't be drowned on the road?" Harry said.

  "Think about Hagrid~www.readwn.com~ Ron replied without hesitation, "He has to take the first-year students across the river by boat. In this kind of weather, it's really exciting. "

  　Friendly push book link~

  　　 "The Days of Draw Cards at Hogwarts", after reading a few chapters, I feel pretty good. If you are interested, you can take a look.

The introduction of   　　 is as follows:

  　　 "Ten more rounds! This time I must draw Professor McGonagall’s Animagus!"

  　　 Draw cards!

  　　 Withdrawal!

Who is   　　?

  　　 "I am the great astrologer-Trelawney!"

  　　【Divination +1】

  　　 Excited tears gushed from the corner of Tom's eyes.

  　　 Facing the magnificent magical world, Tom deeply felt that Muggle’s power had its limits, so he decided to shout out those words:

  　　 I'm not making Muggles anymore!

  (End of this chapter)