Chapter 195 Unexpected
After Ron left, Meka was the only one left in the entire dormitory.
He tossed the fur ball in his hand and smiled:
"I've been practicing the gold coin divination technique for two or three days. Let's see if I can get started with it today..."
Meka came to the bedside table, took out a gold galleon, and held it in his right hand. He also took out a hair from the hair ball and held it in the other hand.
He recited the incantation: "Prolgasimo..."
But halfway through, he stopped and Meka frowned:
"No, I just realized that the second half of this spell means 'Where will I find the answer?'. This is a question, so after 'Proul', the tone should be raised." …
No wonder I always feel like something is wrong when I practice these days. "
Meka lowered his head and saw that the hair in his hand was burning silently. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, what I got was a whole hair ball instead of one. Otherwise, it would have been delayed for another day or two..."
He once again took out a piece of hair from the hair ball and held it between the index finger and thumb of his left hand. In the same posture, he held a gold galleon with his right hand.
Feeling the coldness on the gold coins, Meka closed his eyes again and said in a pious tone:
"Proorgasimo..."
Buzz! My mind suddenly felt empty.
Rays of white light were like rain falling in the darkness of my mind. Soon, the sound of rain covering up all sounds.
"Please tell me whether Peter Pettigrew faked his death and escaped and became a parasite on the Weasley family... Please tell me whether Peter Pettigrew faked his death and escaped and became a parasite on the Weasley family... Please tell me whether Peter Pettigrew faked his death and escaped. Parasitizing the Weasley family..."
Meka asked herself repeatedly in her mind.
As these sounds fell in his mind, white light bloomed in the air.
Scenes of what Meka knew about Peter Pettigrew's past deeds and current situation, and even what he knew in his previous life, about Peter Pettigrew's future appearance... flashed in the white light.
It's time... Meka's eyes shot open.
bite! With a flick of his right thumb, the gold coin flew into the air and fell silently into his palm.
Meka closed it with one hand, covering it completely.
At this time, click! A bolt of lightning seemed to strike in my mind!
The hair of Peter Pettigrew on his left hand burned silently and turned into ashes.
It seems that he succeeded, and the 'lightning' in his mind is a sign of success... Meka smiled and opened his right hand.
A golden galleon appears in the palm of the hand, face up, revealing the side face of a wizard wearing a pointed hat.
This shows that the answer is ‘yes’.
"Peter Pettigrew faked his death and escaped ten years ago and became a parasite on the Weasley family... Well, maybe I know too much information about Peter Pettigrew, so it was a perfect success the first time?"
"That's fine, there's no need to come back a few more times to keep Jin Gallon in a positive position..."
"Wait a minute! This is your first divination, won't it also cost money? I remember that the less skilled this divination technique is, the more gold galleons it will cost..."
Thinking of this, Meka quickly took out the gold-rimmed bag in her arms, opened it and saw that the sky had fallen!
"I remember that there were nearly a thousand gold galleons piled here, but now there are only...well, two hundred? Only two hundred left?!"
A divination costs eight hundred gold galleons! pain! It hurt so much... Meka held her chest, feeling that her heartbeat was not flowing smoothly, and her whole chest was a little tight.
"Who is doing the fortune-telling with gold coins? Is it you, Fina Gudenl?"
"If you don't give me some compensation, I won't forgive you...Forget it, it's still a gold coin divination after all. As long as you give me some face when extracting your legacy, don't repeat it..."
Meka sighed and put away the things on the table.
At this time, there was a buzz in my mind!
Countless memories are flooding in!
Meka felt like his head was swollen, his vision was a little blurry, the ground seemed to be shaking, his body lost balance, his legs were weak, and he was about to fall.
He quickly sat on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes.
A large number of memories of 'gold coin divination' washed into his mind like a tsunami. In an instant, his entire mind went blank, as if all his own memories had been washed away.
Most of these memories are Fina Gudener's experience of learning and studying the 'gold coin divination', and the remaining small part is the knowledge of other divination techniques.
But this small part of other divination knowledge is relatively fragmented and is used as reference material for Fina Gudener to study gold coin divination. Compared with the depth of research on 'gold coin divination', there is no comparison at all.
certainly,
Even so, the memory of the rest of the divination skills left by Fina Gudenl is a level that many divination wizards spend half their lives to reach.
Soon, under the wash of this massive memory, Meka unconsciously compared this knowledge with the gold coin divination technique he had learned. After a while, he felt that his mastery of this divination technique had entered the next level. .
Moreover, as time goes by and the memories in my mind are sorted out, my proficiency in gold coin divination continues to deepen.
With such an opportunity for progress, Meka naturally jumped into this ocean of knowledge eagerly and forgot about time.
I don’t know how long it took,
When he finally woke up, his head felt a little heavy.
It's really a waste of brains... Shaking his head, Meka took a deep breath and regained the perception of colors in front of his eyes.
He glanced at the hair ball on the table, thought for a while, and pulled out another hair.
"Put your knowledge into practice... After studying for so long, you have to let me know whether my efforts have saved me money?"
"It's just right, let's take a look, is the person who attacked me a while ago, 'Peter Pettigrew'..."
Meka took out another gold galleon and held it in his right hand.
He recited the spell skillfully and asked himself in his mind:
"Please tell me, is Peter Pettigrew the one who attacked me?... Please tell me, is Peter Pettigrew the one who attacked me?... Please tell me, is Peter Pettigrew the one who attacked me?"
In his mind, the images of Peter Pettigrew and the last attack scene flashed in the light.
After a while,
Ding! Meka held the gold coin in one hand and slowly opened it.
"No?!"
The back of the gold galleon was facing up, which made Meka a little unresponsive and stunned for a while.
But soon, he narrowed his eyes again.
This means that the attacker last time was probably someone from outside the school whom he didn't know?
...
In the darkness, a gray mouse suddenly stood up with hair all over its body. It stopped abruptly and pressed against the corner of the wall.
"What's going on?"
Peter Pettigrew felt his heartbeat violently and took a deep breath:
"Such a strong threat... Could it be that Sirius found me?"
When Peter Pettigrew thought of this, his heartbeat became faster and his whole body pressed against the scratchy wall. His eyes rolled around and he looked around. Soon, he frowned again:
"But there is obviously no one here..."
"Huh... It should be fine. I'd better do what the master told me to do first..."
After scanning the surroundings again, Peter Pettigrew walked into a dark place and whispered, turning into a human form.
He covered his nose tightly and held his breath. He took a bag from his waist, untied the bag's drawstring, and threw out the bloody meat that was like a small mountain inside.
A low roar was heard, and a head suddenly popped out of the darkness, panting and biting the meat with big mouthfuls, making a sticky sound, which was the sound of its rough chewing.
Peter Pettigrew had already rushed out like a fly, and listening to the chewing sound in the dark, his hair stood up, goose bumps appeared, and his heartbeat was much more intense than before.
Although he had walked far away, he still covered his mouth and nose tightly, and dared not breathe heavily.
"If he encounters this thing, even Sirius may die instantly... Fortunately, I am not the enemy of the master..."
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