Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Felix clearly noticed Hermione's sight.

"Oh, those are indeed black magic books, but what do you say? If you want to defend against dark magic, you must have a certain understanding of it. As far as I know, the Ministry of Magic’s Auror will teach some dark magic."

"But I rarely see..."

"Some wizards don’t use dark magic, but that doesn’t mean they don’t Know dark magic."

Felix laughed gently at her, "I have traveled all over the world for a year, and I have to mention that dark magic is indeed more effective in solving certain problems."

Hearing Professor Haip’s explanation, she quickly thought about it. She felt that the reason was barely acceptable, but she still said with a straight face: "Professor, I still recommend that you use dark magic less in the future. I have read in this book: Dark magic always quietly infects your heart and makes you unconsciously corrupted——"

"——Many young wizards have gone astray, especially for minors. As far as the young wizard is concerned, dark magic is even more a temperament poison that is difficult to reverse.” Felix said following Hermione's words.

Looking at Little Witch a little surprised, he blinked, "I have read this book too."

"However, I still have to thank you for your advice."

Hermione purse one's lip, looks very much like Professor McGonagall.

Seeing that his assistant was a little angry, Felix changed the subject without a trace. He praised: "Didn't expect you to read so many books. At your age, yes. Quite a remarkable achievement."

Following the professor’s gaze, Hermione realized that the other half of the room—the side near her with the small table as the dividing line—was completely different. Decoration style.

The warm sunlight sheds a large expanse of brilliance. The light brown carpet and the yellow curtains of the goose give a very comfortable feeling. In the center is a small round table on which there are two pots of green plants.

On the wall directly opposite is an Earth Book shelf. There are hundreds of neat and tidy books in it. From the top to the Second Layer, there are seven or eight photo frames, including a family photo and a photo of Hermione through childhood.

Close to the bookshelf is a creamy-white door.

Hermione covered her mouth in surprise, this half of the space was 70 to 80% similar to the room in her house.

She turned her head and looked towards Professor Haip, her heart full of doubts, and now only this professor can answer him.

Professor Haip really gave the answer, "This is the world of thinking, the abode of fantasy, you can call it anything. Of course, none of this is true, we just exist here in consciousness. "

Hermione clicking one's tongue in wonder, she stood at the junction of the two spaces, her eyes widened and she kept looking left and right, she waved a little hesitantly, "So, this place is constructed by us together Of? Half represents your inner world, half represents my inner world......"

Felix pointed to his head, "It's just part of the external mapping and projection of our inner world."

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"And the deepest secrets in our hearts are all behind the door." He first glanced at the creamy-white door, then lightly waved wand, and the dark green curtain behind him was rolled up, revealing a Fan a tall portal.

Hermione obviously relaxes, but she has a lot of secrets and is unwilling to reveal it lightly.

For example, Harry's Parseltongue.

"Professor, why did we come to this...thinking world?"

Felix did not answer directly, but first introduced part of his own experience, "After graduation, I will I spent a year traveling around the world, and then settled in London, specializing in muggle research."

"Muggle is not inferior to the wizard in wisdom, in many aspects, such as logic, reasoning, and problem-solving methodology. , Are better. And the more critical point is inheritance."

"They will inherit knowledge, accumulate it from generation to generation, and cause qualitative change from quantitative change."

"Wizard is the same. They have inheritance, such as Hogwarts, but they are far behind in terms of inheritance and development."

"It was with this realization that I started to read muggle books. Honestly, I got used to it. I’m really not used to reading muggle books."

"Their research on thinking and brain caught my attention. I found that they have come ahead of us in this respect-and this It should be a field that wizard is better at-after all, we have a series of memory magic, such as Obliviate, Legilimens, Occlumency."

"But unfortunately, we only inherited incantion, not idea. "

"So, I combined the knowledge of muggle to create a magic. Although it is not small distance from my expectation, it is more suitable for our teaching today. "

"What's the use of this magic?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Thinking accelerated." Felix explained, "Here-I call it the thinking cabin-your thinking speed will increase, and with this place, we will have time to be stretched Illusion. I can only improve it by three or four times at present. No matter how high it is, it will be dangerous."

"Similar to this magic, it is Buffy potion, but the performance of the two is not exactly the same. , The latter can enhance the brain power of the user."

Hermione stared wide-eyed, "Professor, this magic is really amazing."

Felix shook his head, "It is currently It’s not perfect yet."

Seeing the professor, she didn’t want to say more. Hermione began to practice depicting ancient runes. She used the chestnut chips provided to her by Felix. This is also one of the maladies of this magic. If you understand, you can't appear here.

In the next half of the time, Hermione will practice on her own, and Felix will give some guidance at regular intervals.

After seven thinking hours.

Felix noticed that Hermione’s face was covered with sweat, and her silhouette was getting lighter and lighter, looking a bit like a transparent ghost.

"Professor, I can't concentrate, I can't keep...attention."

"Well, it's almost time, then come here today." Felix snapped his fingers. At the next moment, the world revolves around the world, and their thinking returns to the common room again.

Felix's wand was still resting on Hermione's head, and he, who was originally still, suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He pressed his forehead with one hand, waved wand with the other, and flew out a bottle of potion from the suitcase.

Under the command of wand, the potion bottle was quite conscious, not only opened the lid by himself, but also called two cups and poured out a part of the potion.

On the other side, Hermione was in a miserable situation. She fell directly on the sofa, her face full of pain, as if she was about to faint in the next second.

"Drink it, it will relieve your symptoms."

Hermione barely drank potion.

"Eat a chocolate." Felix stuffed her with another chocolate.

After seven or eight minutes, Hermione spirit slowly recovers, she kept whispering: "too terrifying, too terrifying."