Chapter 241 Kind Advice
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Shui Shen Zhi Feng
Chapter 241 Kind Advice
October 5th, Thursday.
Gryffindor's morning class is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, while Slytherin's class is Professor Bock's Alchemy class.
There is still one month to go before the final exam, and the professors have stopped teaching new content and started reviewing the content they have learned this semester.
Metamorphology began to review the use of various conversion spells. Professor McGonagall even hinted that if he can even master cross-species conversion, he will definitely get full marks.Of course, in this class, except for Hermione, Professor McGonagall did not expect anyone to be able to do this and really get full marks.
The performance of Harry and Ron can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, and it is estimated that a lot of it is due to Hermione.As for Neville, his progress is seriously behind. Professor McGonagall doubts whether Neville will be able to pass the Transfiguration class in the OWL exam by this time next year.
The alchemy of this semester involves the basic use of alchemical runes. However, most of the runes are extremely simple, such as those mentioned before the Yule Ball. Most of them are used on clothing to make clothing lighter and more comfortable to wear, or have automatic ironing, automatic repair, constant temperature functions, etc.If Mrs. Malkin in Diagon Alley knew about this, she would definitely not be happy.
These runes were too simple for Schelling.He has successfully engraved the invisibility magic on the Supreme Wizard's robe, which is comparable to the invisibility cloak of death. In comparison, what are those self-ironing and self-repairing runes?
After this transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall left Harry behind.
"Potter, you go down to the Quidditch pitch at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall told him, "Mr. Bagman is going to tell the warriors what the third item is there."
The same scene and dialogue played out in Schelling.
Afternoon class is Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Gryffindor and Slytherin.
This is Hermione's favorite class.It can even be said that in the whole week, Hermione is most looking forward to this time on Thursday.
For whatever reason, Professor Moody seemed particularly fond of putting her in the same group as Schelling.Since that class at the end of March (the time when she was supposed to learn Safeguarding, but instead learned the Iron Armor Charm), Hermione and Sherin had been paired up in every Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Although Gryffindor and Slytherin took three courses together: Potions, Magical Creatures and Defense Against the Dark Arts, it was only in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class that Sherin could interact with her the most.Even though Schelling never talked to her about anything other than Defense Against the Dark Arts, she was secretly pleased that, at least for the time being, Schelling's time was hers alone.
Of course, Schelling's generous guidance, regardless of the house, made her Defense Against the Dark Arts soar, which was one of the reasons she liked this class.
While other students were still struggling to master the Iron Armor Curse, Hermione and Schelling had already started the practice of "Protection of All" and "Non-Evil Invasion" in private.It must be said that when Hermione knew that Schelling had already mastered the derivative spells of these two Iron Armor Curses, and created her own protective magic from them, Hermione was strongly shocked.
She had seen Schelling's protective magic in the first event of the Triwizard Tournament, but at the time she thought it was a secret inheritance from the pure-blood family. She never thought that Schelling's understanding of magic spells had already To the point where you can create your own spells.The gap between the two made her feel out of reach again, and it also inspired her greater determination to become stronger.
At 08:30 in the evening, Schelling bid farewell to Daphne and Astoria and came to the hall, just in time to meet Harry who had just walked down the stairs.
"What do you think it could be?" Harry asked Schelling as they descended the stone steps together into the overcast night. "Ron kept babbling about underground tunnels. He thinks we're looking for treasure."
"According to the historical practice of the Triwizard Tournament, the first two events are different each time, but the last one has never changed the precedent—" Xie Lin seemed to think of something, he smiled and said: "You If you ask Granger this question, she will probably tell you that she has read information about this in a certain report..."
"That's true," Harry scratched his head. "You and Hermione are the same kind of characters, you know a lot."
"It's not that we know too much, Potter." Sherin looked at Harry with gray pupils and said, "It's that you don't pay enough attention to knowledge. Let me give you a piece of advice, you are the Boy Who Lived, the mark on your forehead doomed you It is impossible to be ordinary in life, if you continue to hold this mentality of muddling along, you will have big problems in the future."
Harry frowned, and said with some displeasure, "What do you mean by that?"
"If you really want to know," Sherin said flatly, "ask Dumbledore. He is the one who should explain this to you."
Xie Lin just gave him a kind reminder in favor of the original protagonist. As for whether he listens or not, it is not Xie Lin's problem.Schelling knew that he had rewritten the fate of this world, that is to say, Harry's aura of the protagonist had been weakened by half, if Harry was not careful—
He will die.
Really, Harry is no longer the protagonist in fairy tales who is protected by fate and will not die no matter how hard he tries.
It can even be said that with his fame and status, the probability of his death is far greater than any other character in the original book.
Harry snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction, apparently not taking Schelling's words seriously.
Harry was born in a family that can be regarded as semi-abuse, which created his character of contempt for authority and mistrust of elders and adults. In the original book, he showed this character to the fullest. He never obeyed the persuasion and orders of Dumbledore, McGonagall, and the Ministry of Magic, and always acted according to his own wishes.
He dared not even listen to Dumbledore's words, let alone the preaching of Schelling, a student in his grade.He was so disgusted when he heard it that he even forgot to ask what the third item was.
They walked down the pitch-black lawn towards the Quidditch pitch and entered through a gap between the stands.
"What are they doing here?" Harry asked angrily, stopping abruptly.Quidditch pitches are no longer flat and smooth.It seems that someone has built countless long low walls here, and these low walls are intricate, winding and extending in all directions.
"It's a bush fence!" Sherin said, looking down at the low wall closest to him.This is a wall made of a very special plant. Xie Lin gently plucked off a leaf on it, and soon a brand new young leaf grew on the bare bud, which took less than five seconds.
"Interesting, is this to prevent players from breaking through the wall with blasting spells or cutting spells?" Xie Lin thought to himself, even with his extensive knowledge, he couldn't name the plant.
It seems that the ability of Hagrid who built this wall was also greatly underestimated by the original book.Who said Hagrid only knew about Fantastic Beasts?
"Hello!" shouted a cheerful voice.
Ludovic Bagman stood in the center of the field, and next to him were Eleanor and Katerina.The two stepped over the low walls and walked towards them.
"Well, what do you think?" Bagman asked cheerfully. "It's going well, isn't it? In another month, Hagrid will make them twenty feet tall. Don't worry," he saw Harry's face With an unhappy expression, he said with a smile, "As soon as the Tournament is over, your Quidditch pitch will return to its original state! Well, I think you can probably guess what we are going to do here, right?"
Seeing Bagman winking and showing off, Schelling smiled and said, "It's a maze, right? It looks really interesting."
"By the way!" Bagman said, "it's a maze. The third item is very simple and clear. The Triwizard Cup is placed in the center of the maze, and the warrior who touches it first will get a full score."
"Should we just go through the maze?" Eleanor asked.Although she comes from a powerful pure-blood family, her family is obsessed with alchemy and doesn't know much about the common things in the world.
"There will be a lot of obstacles," Bagman said cheerfully, hopping around on tiptoe. "Hagrid provided a bunch of animals... and some spells that had to be broken... and stuff like that, you know. Also, the champion with the most points goes into the maze first, and that's you, Mr. Malfoy," Bagman said enthusiastically to Schelling. "Then Mr. Potter and Miss Hohenheim, and finally Miss Monroe. But you'll all have to fight to make it through, and that depends on your ability to get through the obstacles."
After the meeting was over, Schelling suddenly had a flash of inspiration and patted Harry on the shoulder.
"Potter, can I have a word with you in the woods? Don't worry, it's just about some personal issues, and it will definitely not take up too much of your time."
"Okay, no problem," said Harry, slightly surprised.
The two walked side by side into the dark Forbidden Forest, Harry's face became more and more serious, and Schelling even noticed that his hand had tightly grasped the wand in his pocket.
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything malicious," Sherin laughed dumbly. It seemed that Harry was quite wary of himself, but he seemed to be thinking too much. Under Dumbledore's nose, even the little crazy little boy Barty wouldn't dare do anything to Harry, let alone Schelling.
At last they came to a quiet clearing, some distance from the stables of Beauxbaton's steeds. Schelling stopped under a tree and turned to look at Harry.
"Okay, what did you call me here to say?" Harry said in a somewhat impatient tone.
"It's about Qiu—" Sherring paused, observing Harry's livid face, before continuing: "Do you like her?"
"It's none of your business!" Harry was a little annoyed. In his opinion, Schelling was purely entertaining him.Well, it cannot be denied that although Schelling had other purposes in doing these things, using this as a topic did have the meaning of amusing Harry.
"Of course it's none of my business. You know, Qiu is the core cadre in my fan support club and my most hardcore fan. I care about her, is it okay?" Xie Lin showed a mean smile, "I think Qiu likes me a little bit, but... well, I already have a girlfriend..."
Harry was disgusted by Schelling, he didn't want to continue the topic, so he turned around and was about to leave.
Suddenly, there was unusual movement in the bushes.
Suddenly a man came stumbling out from behind a tall oak tree. It was Mr. Barty Crouch.He looked like he had been wandering outside for many days, with tattered robes, blood all over his body, scars on his face, unshaven beard, gray and haggard face.His otherwise neat hair and beard needed washing and trimming.His appearance is certainly strange, but the strangest thing is his behavior——
He seemed to be talking to someone whom only he could see.He kept muttering and gesticulating towards a tree. Harry couldn't understand what he was saying at all, but he seemed to hear the name "Wetherby", so he could only guess that he was a little out of his mind and mistook a tree for Percy.
(End of this chapter)
October 5th, Thursday.
Gryffindor's morning class is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, while Slytherin's class is Professor Bock's Alchemy class.
There is still one month to go before the final exam, and the professors have stopped teaching new content and started reviewing the content they have learned this semester.
Metamorphology began to review the use of various conversion spells. Professor McGonagall even hinted that if he can even master cross-species conversion, he will definitely get full marks.Of course, in this class, except for Hermione, Professor McGonagall did not expect anyone to be able to do this and really get full marks.
The performance of Harry and Ron can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, and it is estimated that a lot of it is due to Hermione.As for Neville, his progress is seriously behind. Professor McGonagall doubts whether Neville will be able to pass the Transfiguration class in the OWL exam by this time next year.
The alchemy of this semester involves the basic use of alchemical runes. However, most of the runes are extremely simple, such as those mentioned before the Yule Ball. Most of them are used on clothing to make clothing lighter and more comfortable to wear, or have automatic ironing, automatic repair, constant temperature functions, etc.If Mrs. Malkin in Diagon Alley knew about this, she would definitely not be happy.
These runes were too simple for Schelling.He has successfully engraved the invisibility magic on the Supreme Wizard's robe, which is comparable to the invisibility cloak of death. In comparison, what are those self-ironing and self-repairing runes?
After this transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall left Harry behind.
"Potter, you go down to the Quidditch pitch at nine o'clock tonight," Professor McGonagall told him, "Mr. Bagman is going to tell the warriors what the third item is there."
The same scene and dialogue played out in Schelling.
Afternoon class is Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Gryffindor and Slytherin.
This is Hermione's favorite class.It can even be said that in the whole week, Hermione is most looking forward to this time on Thursday.
For whatever reason, Professor Moody seemed particularly fond of putting her in the same group as Schelling.Since that class at the end of March (the time when she was supposed to learn Safeguarding, but instead learned the Iron Armor Charm), Hermione and Sherin had been paired up in every Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
Although Gryffindor and Slytherin took three courses together: Potions, Magical Creatures and Defense Against the Dark Arts, it was only in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class that Sherin could interact with her the most.Even though Schelling never talked to her about anything other than Defense Against the Dark Arts, she was secretly pleased that, at least for the time being, Schelling's time was hers alone.
Of course, Schelling's generous guidance, regardless of the house, made her Defense Against the Dark Arts soar, which was one of the reasons she liked this class.
While other students were still struggling to master the Iron Armor Curse, Hermione and Schelling had already started the practice of "Protection of All" and "Non-Evil Invasion" in private.It must be said that when Hermione knew that Schelling had already mastered the derivative spells of these two Iron Armor Curses, and created her own protective magic from them, Hermione was strongly shocked.
She had seen Schelling's protective magic in the first event of the Triwizard Tournament, but at the time she thought it was a secret inheritance from the pure-blood family. She never thought that Schelling's understanding of magic spells had already To the point where you can create your own spells.The gap between the two made her feel out of reach again, and it also inspired her greater determination to become stronger.
At 08:30 in the evening, Schelling bid farewell to Daphne and Astoria and came to the hall, just in time to meet Harry who had just walked down the stairs.
"What do you think it could be?" Harry asked Schelling as they descended the stone steps together into the overcast night. "Ron kept babbling about underground tunnels. He thinks we're looking for treasure."
"According to the historical practice of the Triwizard Tournament, the first two events are different each time, but the last one has never changed the precedent—" Xie Lin seemed to think of something, he smiled and said: "You If you ask Granger this question, she will probably tell you that she has read information about this in a certain report..."
"That's true," Harry scratched his head. "You and Hermione are the same kind of characters, you know a lot."
"It's not that we know too much, Potter." Sherin looked at Harry with gray pupils and said, "It's that you don't pay enough attention to knowledge. Let me give you a piece of advice, you are the Boy Who Lived, the mark on your forehead doomed you It is impossible to be ordinary in life, if you continue to hold this mentality of muddling along, you will have big problems in the future."
Harry frowned, and said with some displeasure, "What do you mean by that?"
"If you really want to know," Sherin said flatly, "ask Dumbledore. He is the one who should explain this to you."
Xie Lin just gave him a kind reminder in favor of the original protagonist. As for whether he listens or not, it is not Xie Lin's problem.Schelling knew that he had rewritten the fate of this world, that is to say, Harry's aura of the protagonist had been weakened by half, if Harry was not careful—
He will die.
Really, Harry is no longer the protagonist in fairy tales who is protected by fate and will not die no matter how hard he tries.
It can even be said that with his fame and status, the probability of his death is far greater than any other character in the original book.
Harry snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction, apparently not taking Schelling's words seriously.
Harry was born in a family that can be regarded as semi-abuse, which created his character of contempt for authority and mistrust of elders and adults. In the original book, he showed this character to the fullest. He never obeyed the persuasion and orders of Dumbledore, McGonagall, and the Ministry of Magic, and always acted according to his own wishes.
He dared not even listen to Dumbledore's words, let alone the preaching of Schelling, a student in his grade.He was so disgusted when he heard it that he even forgot to ask what the third item was.
They walked down the pitch-black lawn towards the Quidditch pitch and entered through a gap between the stands.
"What are they doing here?" Harry asked angrily, stopping abruptly.Quidditch pitches are no longer flat and smooth.It seems that someone has built countless long low walls here, and these low walls are intricate, winding and extending in all directions.
"It's a bush fence!" Sherin said, looking down at the low wall closest to him.This is a wall made of a very special plant. Xie Lin gently plucked off a leaf on it, and soon a brand new young leaf grew on the bare bud, which took less than five seconds.
"Interesting, is this to prevent players from breaking through the wall with blasting spells or cutting spells?" Xie Lin thought to himself, even with his extensive knowledge, he couldn't name the plant.
It seems that the ability of Hagrid who built this wall was also greatly underestimated by the original book.Who said Hagrid only knew about Fantastic Beasts?
"Hello!" shouted a cheerful voice.
Ludovic Bagman stood in the center of the field, and next to him were Eleanor and Katerina.The two stepped over the low walls and walked towards them.
"Well, what do you think?" Bagman asked cheerfully. "It's going well, isn't it? In another month, Hagrid will make them twenty feet tall. Don't worry," he saw Harry's face With an unhappy expression, he said with a smile, "As soon as the Tournament is over, your Quidditch pitch will return to its original state! Well, I think you can probably guess what we are going to do here, right?"
Seeing Bagman winking and showing off, Schelling smiled and said, "It's a maze, right? It looks really interesting."
"By the way!" Bagman said, "it's a maze. The third item is very simple and clear. The Triwizard Cup is placed in the center of the maze, and the warrior who touches it first will get a full score."
"Should we just go through the maze?" Eleanor asked.Although she comes from a powerful pure-blood family, her family is obsessed with alchemy and doesn't know much about the common things in the world.
"There will be a lot of obstacles," Bagman said cheerfully, hopping around on tiptoe. "Hagrid provided a bunch of animals... and some spells that had to be broken... and stuff like that, you know. Also, the champion with the most points goes into the maze first, and that's you, Mr. Malfoy," Bagman said enthusiastically to Schelling. "Then Mr. Potter and Miss Hohenheim, and finally Miss Monroe. But you'll all have to fight to make it through, and that depends on your ability to get through the obstacles."
After the meeting was over, Schelling suddenly had a flash of inspiration and patted Harry on the shoulder.
"Potter, can I have a word with you in the woods? Don't worry, it's just about some personal issues, and it will definitely not take up too much of your time."
"Okay, no problem," said Harry, slightly surprised.
The two walked side by side into the dark Forbidden Forest, Harry's face became more and more serious, and Schelling even noticed that his hand had tightly grasped the wand in his pocket.
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything malicious," Sherin laughed dumbly. It seemed that Harry was quite wary of himself, but he seemed to be thinking too much. Under Dumbledore's nose, even the little crazy little boy Barty wouldn't dare do anything to Harry, let alone Schelling.
At last they came to a quiet clearing, some distance from the stables of Beauxbaton's steeds. Schelling stopped under a tree and turned to look at Harry.
"Okay, what did you call me here to say?" Harry said in a somewhat impatient tone.
"It's about Qiu—" Sherring paused, observing Harry's livid face, before continuing: "Do you like her?"
"It's none of your business!" Harry was a little annoyed. In his opinion, Schelling was purely entertaining him.Well, it cannot be denied that although Schelling had other purposes in doing these things, using this as a topic did have the meaning of amusing Harry.
"Of course it's none of my business. You know, Qiu is the core cadre in my fan support club and my most hardcore fan. I care about her, is it okay?" Xie Lin showed a mean smile, "I think Qiu likes me a little bit, but... well, I already have a girlfriend..."
Harry was disgusted by Schelling, he didn't want to continue the topic, so he turned around and was about to leave.
Suddenly, there was unusual movement in the bushes.
Suddenly a man came stumbling out from behind a tall oak tree. It was Mr. Barty Crouch.He looked like he had been wandering outside for many days, with tattered robes, blood all over his body, scars on his face, unshaven beard, gray and haggard face.His otherwise neat hair and beard needed washing and trimming.His appearance is certainly strange, but the strangest thing is his behavior——
He seemed to be talking to someone whom only he could see.He kept muttering and gesticulating towards a tree. Harry couldn't understand what he was saying at all, but he seemed to hear the name "Wetherby", so he could only guess that he was a little out of his mind and mistook a tree for Percy.
(End of this chapter)
