Chapter 235 Weiwei: This time!
Develop ancient magic?
This is a good idea, and to be honest, Snape's suggestion is indeed constructive.
But the problem is, develop with Miss Grindelwald?
Harry didn't think Vivi could develop the application method of this ancient spell with him. Just as Sirius guessed, Vivi wanted him to keep this flaw so that he could read his true thoughts clearly.
The old laminate cake.
"What?" Snape's greasy and sarcastic tone appeared again: "If you don't look for your omnipotent Miss Grindelwald, you will come to trouble your old professor, delaying his time to make a tooth potion for the principal... Maybe the old professor wouldn't mind, but the principal who doesn't want to be named may not be."
Don't want to be named, why are you a fucking principal?
Who doesn't know that you are talking about Dumbledore.
But...
Harry thought he was right. After thinking for a while, he said goodbye to Snape and walked all the way to the map room.
Since Vivi's resurrection, Harry occasionally came to the map room with Vivi to visit the professors.
Regarding the issue of portraits, Weiwei gave the reason that she absorbed the memory of the portrait.
The reason is that she is still alive now, and it is somewhat unlucky to let the portrait hang in the secret room of the map.
So Harry didn't ask in detail, anyway, whatever she said would be whatever she said.
The last time I came to the map room, it was the last week after Weiwei returned to school, and Harry followed her to visit the professors.
As the door slowly opened, Harry walked into the map room.
"Ha, Potter."
Professor Lukewood yelled after seeing Harry, and couldn't tell what it meant.
Should Harry be welcomed or not?
The portrait where Vivi was originally standing has now completely replaced with a border. It was renovated by Vivi last year and invited Professor Sen Bakar back.
For so many years, Professor Sen Bakar has been staying in an unknown corner, which is indeed a bit miserable.
"Ha, Potter!"
This was Professor Luckham's greeting, and he stretched out his hands to Harry with his eyebrows and eyes stretched out.
"Ha, Potter!"
Professor Sen Bakar doesn't seem very happy, maybe he hates the house and the Ugly, and he holds some grudges against Harry - after all, if it weren't for his disappearance, Professor Sen Bakar wouldn't have stayed alone in a corner for a hundred years.
One hundred years!
Do you know how I lived this century!
I don't even have a person to talk to!
"Oh, Harry."
The only person who could clearly see Harry was happy was Principal Fitzgerald.
"Hello, professors." Harry greeted the professors very politely.
"I remember you had already visited the little girl from the Grindelwald last month, right? Porter?" Professor Sen Bakar asked with a squinted look.
Harry did not deny it, nodded and said, "Yes, professor, I did live with Vivi...but I have something else to do this time."
"What's the matter?" Professor Lukewood asked.
"That's..."
Harry thought about it and began to organize the language.
"I have learned brain closure and can now clear my brain - but I want to learn some advanced applications of brain closure. Professor Snape told me that maybe ancient magic can be applied to brain closure."
"This is indeed a good suggestion." Principal Fitzgerald nodded and said, "This is a good thing, why don't you go to Vivi?"
"Uh..."
Harry's face suddenly became embarrassed.
"What's wrong with you?" Principal Fitzgerald asked suspiciously.
Harry had no choice but to speak the truth: "Vivi didn't want to teach me how to advanced the use of brain closure. She thought I should focus on learning spells now, rather than doing these illusory things."
As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Sen Bakar slapped his palm as if he had discovered a new world.
"Ha! I know! She definitely doesn't want to teach you this - I made a bet with the professors... Do you remember? A hundred years ago, you said you wanted to learn brain closure, but that little girl always used various topics to distract you... After she left, I told Principal Fitzgerald that this girl must have wanted you to have no secrets in front of her to do this..."
"Uh..."
Harry didn't know what to say, but it would be right to use a universal uh anyway.
"That's good." Professor Sen Bakar smiled: "Since Miss Grindelwald is unwilling to teach you, I can reluctantly take on the responsibility of being a professor - although I have not tried to apply ancient magic to brain closure, I can give you some directions I had thought about when I was alive..."
It can be seen that Professor Sen Bakar is somewhat revenge, and he still remembers the incident of being locked in a small dark room for Vivi for a hundred years.
"I have no objection." Professor Lukewood also said: "In fact, I have had some ideas when I was bored over the years, so...Port, you can give it a try."
"I have no objection, either." Professor Luckham said with a smile. He wanted to have fun, which was the main reason why he helped Harry.
Harry thought it was amazing when he heard the professors were supporting his idea.
"Cool." He said happily, "Then when will we start?"
"Now," said Professor Sen Baccar, who raised one hand and said to Harry: "Go, sit on the chair over there... Let's discuss it and see how to improve it... Let me think about it..."
In this way, the three professors had been arguing for almost half an hour, and no one was willing to give in.
After all, they are all masters of ancient magic, and no one can convince anyone, and no one will convince anyone.
Everyone thinks that their methods are the best and their ideas are the most complete.
In the end, Principal Fitzgerald came up with his ideas.
"You might as well try your ideas and see which one will succeed."
After finishing his words, Principal Fitzgerald did not forget to look back and comfort Harry: "Don't worry, Harry, the professors are outstanding wizards when they are alive, but due to the limitations of life and death, they can only make breakthroughs in theory, but in fact they still need to rely on you to complete it, so you don't have any pressure..."
Can I be stress-free?
Harry complained in his heart that I was in a big fucking stress...
This is spiritual magic. What if I can’t learn it well?
He could see that these professors are equivalent to theoretical physicists, and he is the practical type.
What if they don’t think so?
Wouldn’t it be me who will suffer from it personally? Harry always feels like a guinea pig, waiting for scientists' experiments...
Forget it...
In order to become stronger, Harry decided to give it his best.
A guinea pig is a guinea pig. As long as it can combine ancient magic and brain closure, it is worth paying a little.
"Then come on." Harry looked as determined as if he was standing in Youlong's position. "I think I can try it- are you sure there will be no problem?"
"No, no," Principal Fitzgerald said in a deep voice, with a firm tone.
...
Half an hour later.
Harry gasped, and glanced at Principal Fitzgerald with a sinister look on his face.
"Is this what you said, won't go wrong?" Harry rubbed his head and complained in a muffled voice: "My head is about to explode, Madam Principal--"
"This is just a small problem, Harry." Principal Fitzgerald said in a light tone: "You have to understand one thing, Harry - there is no free lunch in this world, and using ancient magic to strengthen brain closure is still an unexplored field. Since you want to be a pioneer in this field, it is impossible not to pay some price, what do you think?"
Harry heard this, nodded in agreement and said, "Since that's the case... I'll try Professor Sen Baccar's advice again!"
Hearing Harry's words, Professor Sen Baccar showed a satisfied look.
This kid... knows how to make progress!
"Hey!" Professor Lukewood said dissatisfiedly, "Why not try my advice first?"
"Sorry, Professor." Harry said apologetically: "I just want to keep the best in the end..."
"Bah!" Professor Lukewood said in a furious manner: "You just don't believe me... Merlin is here. If a student like you were crucified and punished in my era!"
Merlin couldn't do it, Harry thought viciously, he still wanted to save some energy.
...
Half an hour passed, Harry was as if he was exhausted, and he was lying on the ground sweating like a slurry. He was filled with a word "Tai" that was beyond his reach.
He felt very sleepy, very sleepy. The experiment just now made him almost overdraw all his energy. Now he seems to have not been sleeping for several months, and his mind is drowsy.
"Let's practice tomorrow." Principal Fitzgerald said with concern: "What you need most now is rest, not to force yourself here. Go back to the dormitory and drink a cup of hot pumpkin juice, and have a good sleep in bed..."
Harry responded weakly, lying on the ground without any desire to get up.
What he wants to do most now is to have a good night's sleep.
But in this environment...
Harry felt that if he had slept on the floor of the map room for a night, he would have a sore body when he woke up the next morning.
The floor is hard and cool, and there is a cool breeze...
He gasped for a while and forced himself to stand up.
"I hope your approach will not be too exciting, professor."
"Don't worry, Harry." Professor Lukewood said with a hopeful look: "You have to have a good rest. I think my advice is very feasible - if you can be energetic enough, what you need to do most now is to go back and rest, do you understand?"
"Tell me your thoughts first," Harry asked gasped.
"Why should I tell you in advance?" Professor Lukewood asked in confusion.
"Don't you understand?" Professor Sen Bakar said with his arms in his arms: "This little guy is obviously worried that his little girlfriend suddenly came to the map room and told us not to teach him the advanced application of brain closure. Don't you understand?"
"We did not teach him the advanced application of brain closure." Professor Lukewood spread his fat hands and played the word game: "What we taught him is about the combination of ancient magic and brain closure..."
Hearing Professor Lukewood's words, Professor Sen Bakar and Professor Luckham all gave thumbs up.
"But you're considering it right, Harry." After Professor Lukewood considered it, he began to tell Harry the details.
Ha used his heart to remember Professor Lukewood's words, said goodbye to the four professors, and yawned and left the map secret room.
As soon as he walked out of the map secret room, he saw Weiwei who had just walked to the door.
After seeing Vivi, Harry suddenly felt a bell in his mind, and he cleared his brain without hesitation.
He didn't know why he did this, but he was right.
"What are you doing?" Vivi asked suspiciously at Harry.
"Nothing." Harry shook his head and yawned, "I have some small questions about ancient magic, I want to ask the professors..."
"Then why don't you go to find me?" Weiwei asked with her head tilted.
"Eh?" Harry then pretended to be awakened: "Didn't Cassandra tell me, have you returned to the Muggle World to defend your paper?"
This was intentional. Anyway, Vivi would never confirm this with Cassandra. Not only would she not confirm it, she would also turn her attention to Cassandra.
Hearing Harry's words, Vivi was indeed distracted.
"Is it her?" Weiwei's face darkened, but she didn't say anything, but just asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? You look a little listless?"
"The magic is a bit overdrawn."
Harry was very natural, and his steps were floating around Weiwei and hugged her slender waist.
When I hugged, my hands were a little dishonest, and I even reached into the hem of my shirt to fit on the delicate and warm waist skin.
"Yeah..."
Vivi's attention was diverted again, and she blushed and patted Harry's hand away.
"It's still daytime," she reminded in a low voice: "Besides, this is still outside, Harry..."
"Huh?" Harry pretended to be confused and looked around and asked in confusion: "But no one around saw it, it doesn't matter--"
"That's not possible!" Weiwei said seriously: "If you want to touch it, we can leave school to the evening and go to the house I rented in Muggle World, but it won't work now..."
"Okay." Harry immediately pretended to be disappointed and looked up at Vivi pitifully.
Weiwei really took his tricks, and when he saw his pitiful appearance, his heart softened.
"This time," she whispered.
(There is a bit of a herniated disc, but nothing big has happened. I have been pressed on the waist much better - the doctor is too strong, and the elbow crooks are still aching, but it is really comfortable.)
(This chapter ends)