Chapter 190 Everyone's Summer Vacation
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Wo Bu Geng Xin
Luke's entanglement is meaningless, and the decryption things left at home are useless.
Slytherin left a lot of encrypted experimental data at home.The corresponding decryption method is also left.After deciphering the method, the successive heads of the family can be recognized by the library, and then they can see the bookcase that belongs to Slytherin.
Very little.
Slytherin left very little information.But each one counts.
Whether it's the study of "fantastic animal blood fusion" or "the nature of the birth of mudblood wizards" or "snakes and the nature of magic", each seems to be unclear.
Luke can't read very long, and these things seem to have the ability to prevent people from reading for a long time.When I watched it before, Luke still didn't quite understand what these things were, but now he gradually understands.
Probably Slytherin added a magic that consumes mental power quickly to these materials.If the mental power has not reached a certain level, it is impossible to read these things smoothly.
This is the protection of his descendants.
But after Luke figured it out, he really felt cheated.
Although it is said that Slytherin did this to protect his descendants.But he only left materials that consume mental power, but he didn't leave a way to exercise mental power...
Luke thinks it's a matter of height.
But even if it is these data, Luke has nothing to do now, but their encryption can be deciphered.
But this notebook is different.This notebook was treasured and placed in the secret room of the library.Next to him, there is a notebook for decryption.
Luke hadn't studied this kind of thing carefully before, and after being baptized by the previous materials, he subconsciously thought that there might be some kind of magic in this material, which made him unable to understand.So he didn't even bother to read.
After all, there are too many important experiment logs that can be read at home. There are not many of them for Dosslytherin, but there are quite a few for Slytherin for less.What's more... Luke really can't use the magic essence and blood fusion that Slytherin studies at this stage.So it's better to take the time to look at the things left by other ancestors that can increase the combat power.
Human nature is lazy.
When these research materials, which are regarded as treasures in the eyes of others, are available to Luke, he is just like the people living around the Big Wild Goose Pagoda...
"What's so good about the Big Wild Goose Pagoda?"
So he regards these materials more as readings to pass the time, but as a treasure that determines the future and destiny.
But now, when he really needs this thing to decide his own future and destiny.He suddenly discovered that the decrypted notebook at home could not decipher the secret words in this notebook...
Merlin's beard!Hell!
Luke pushed the two notebooks away from him.He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows on the sofa.
After a while, he let out a long sigh of relief.
It seemed that there was still a big deviation in my plan after all.The two notebooks in front of him can't make his existing strength improve again.
"The magic power-enhancing beads given by the system are really easy to use. My current magic power is already equal to that of a relatively strong adult wizard. But because I have increased too much magic power at once, my grasp is very rough now. "
He really has little control over his current power.So Dumbledore could tell at a glance that his magic power had skyrocketed.
According to the traditional cognition, such a skyrocketing rate can almost be determined to be some kind of sorcery.The reason why Dumbledore didn't reprimand Luke for this incident was because it was too late to say anything.Secondly... For such a family's wealth, he doesn't know if there is a way that Luke said can greatly increase the magic power without causing any damage to himself.
But what Dumbledore was sure of was that such things really existed in their family.
After Phoenix Fox came to him, his strength also skyrocketed a lot in a short period of time.It is not just relying on the improvement of combat power achieved by Fox.It is the improvement of one's own combat effectiveness.
So he still believes that the Gunter family has such a way.
But I still told Luke that it would not be a good thing if the foundation was not stable.It also vaguely mentioned something related to mental power.To be honest, Luke still doesn't know why Dumbledore is so secretive about the concept of spiritual power.
Such an attitude does not seem to be guarding any treasure.It's more like guarding some taboo.
Thinking about Luke's thinking has also begun to diverge.So he quickly restrained his own thinking.
Looking at the two notebooks in his hand, he smiled.
"If it doesn't work, it won't work. After all, it's impossible for everything to go my way. It's just a half step in the wrong direction. It's a good thing to hit a wall like this."
Of course, it is impossible to let go of the interpretation of the notes.Although the current ready-made road does not work, Luke also has several other directions that he can try.
"But we have to wait until we come back from America...No, after we come back from America, we still have to deal with those guys, really..."
Luke was genuinely tired.
Thinking about it among his classmates, maybe Harry was the same as himself in the future, and he didn't have a very happy summer vacation.
…………
Harry felt so happy now!
The first thing he did when he got home was to boil a pot of potion in front of his three relatives.And he poured half of this potion that can easily cure colds on Aunt Petunia's pot of sunflowers.
The poor sunflower withered instantly and lost its vitality.And then Aunt Petunia's angry screams, Uncle Vernon's snarls, Dudley's embellished and speculative eyes.Harry gulped down the remaining half of the potion.
So the scene fell into silence for a moment.All those noises disappeared.Only the sound of rapid breathing remained.
Harry licked his lips, smacked his mouth twice, and then murmured to himself somewhat dissatisfied: "It's still not strong enough...you need to add some bone powder."
Then he looked at his three 'relatives' politely, and said with a smile: "I need a quiet place to do magic experiments. If possible, please don't disturb me when I'm in the room."
In this way, although Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley still didn't have a good look at him.But it might be because the psychological shadow Hagrid left on them was too heavy.Whenever they watched Harry take out his wand, Dudley would subconsciously cover his ass and hide behind his mother.
At this time, Aunt Petunia would hold her son in distress, and while comforting her son in a gentle voice, she would yell at Harry to get back upstairs.
In such a scene, Uncle Vernon can only blush like a monkey's butt, sitting on the sofa panting like an angry bull.
It seems that in this way they can continue to maintain their dominant position in this family.Prove that they are the masters of this house.And not a little dark wizard just out of a scary school for dark wizards.
But other than that, they didn't take any further action.
Harry was ecstatic about the situation.Of course he wouldn't tell his lovely aunt, uncle and cousin that he couldn't cast spells outside of school.He happily returned to his own hut upstairs.Looking forward to a wonderful summer vacation.
So Harry got a summer vacation that was completely different from that in the original book.
This is simply wonderful.
Immediately after he finished, he couldn't help but write a letter to Taylor. After all, Taylor taught him this method, as well as this potion with special effects that can be brewed without magic power.
The effect is really quite good.
But halfway through the letter, Harry suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I don't seem to know Taylor's address..."
Hathaway glanced at her not-so-intelligent master with the eyes of a fool, and yelled twice in disdain.The good thing is that this time, no one dares to care about the good partner next to the black wizard.
Then Harry's eyes were on Hathaway's body, Hathaway yelled twice, and heard Harry's words.
"You said, if you were painted black as a crow, would they be more afraid?"
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Hermione was reading her book quietly at home. Hermione's room was not too small, but it seemed very narrow, because apart from the bed and desk, there was only a small open space left.
leftover?
The rest are bookshelves.
Bookshelves occupy most of the room.Originally, the books on these bookshelves were all world famous books, or some classic textbooks.
But now, on these bookshelves, there are already many strange-looking books.
For example, "Monsters and Their Origins", "Types of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland", and "A Piece of Hogwarts School History" are books that are not clear just by looking at their names.
And Hermione is now holding a pen, writing and drawing on paper.
There was a knock on the door, but Hermione didn't answer.A moment later, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Mrs. Granger saw her daughter who was busy in front of the desk, with distressed and relieved eyes on her face.
She tiptoed into the room, trying not to make a sound.
After walking to Hermione, she gently put the fruit in her hand on the desk.The location was just within reach of Hermione raising her hand.
Then Mrs. Granger glanced at her daughter with a smile.Seeing this, she was attracted by what her daughter was writing.There was a little weirdness on his face, and he continued to read.
After a moment, Hermione's hand froze.Looking at the numbers on the draft paper, Xiumei frowned, and subconsciously reached for the fruit, but her elbow hit Mrs. Granger's stomach.
Hermione turned her head and saw her mother smiling.
"Mom, you scared me!"
Hermione complained coquettishly.
Mrs. Granger touched Hermione's head and said with a smile, "Sorry, Hermione. But..."
She pointed to the draft paper on Hermione's desk, and asked suspiciously: "Hermione, can you tell me why you are doing math problems?"
Seeing a wizard who can make potions and alchemy do math problems is no less than seeing scientists pray to God for scientific research results.
There is a sense of disordered beauty.
After listening to her mother's question, Hermione spoke with a serious expression.
"Mom, I'm not doing math."
"That is?"
"I'm calculating magic!"
When Hermione said this, she was serious, even a little solemn.It made Mrs. Granger want to laugh, but felt as though she had to respect her daughter's ideas.
"In the letter you wrote to us, did you mention that there is still mathematics in your school?"
Mrs. Granger endured the awkwardness in her heart and asked with some doubts.
"This is not a course in school. This is something that I think is feasible after discussing with Luke." When he said this, Hermione's eyes lit up with pride, "He said, what we learned Incantations, maybe they can be expressed mathematically. At least they can be formulaic. Instead of the current one, everyone seems to be the same, but in fact, each person is different."
Mrs. Granger didn't pay attention to what her daughter said. After all, didn't she just think that this way she could research a new form of magic?It is understandable that when she was young, she also had the idea of wanting to change the world.
What children need now is not discouragement and ridicule from their parents, but encouragement and support.She is still young, so as long as she doesn't kill people and set fires, or break the law, then she should have a try by herself.Instead of telling her, this is not good, it is so difficult, you better do what you want.
That's not what mothers do...
For a 12-year-old child, it is a good thing to have dreams and pursuits.
What really worried her was the name that Hermione brought up in almost every conversation, whether in letters or when she was home.
"Luke said it again?"
Mrs. Granger controlled her expression and said with a smile: "Then Luke is really a genius!"
The smile on Hermione's face was even bigger, and she said: "Of course he is a genius! Every one of our teachers said that... Ah, no, Professor Snape said he was an idiot, and Professor Sprout said he worked hard .”
"But! He's still a genius!"
Hearing these words, Mrs. Granger became even more worried.
It's not that I oppose my child's puppy love.but because...
"No matter from which angle it looks, this kid named Luke is too good, so good...to the point that it's not a good match..."
In a person's life, he cannot meet too amazing people when he is young.
In such a situation, Mrs. Granger had to worry about her daughter.
'I have to discuss this matter with her father. '
Mrs. Granger looked at her daughter with light in her eyes, and muttered secretly in her heart.
………………
In the depths of the deep and damp cave, a piece of pure white light shone.
In the center of the light sat a girl wearing a pure white silk robe.The girl has a pretty face and long golden hair.
Her brows were tightly furrowed, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on her forehead, and her face was full of fear.
Not far away, an old woman in a white robe was looking at the girl worriedly.
"Taylor, you have to hold on..."
Slytherin left a lot of encrypted experimental data at home.The corresponding decryption method is also left.After deciphering the method, the successive heads of the family can be recognized by the library, and then they can see the bookcase that belongs to Slytherin.
Very little.
Slytherin left very little information.But each one counts.
Whether it's the study of "fantastic animal blood fusion" or "the nature of the birth of mudblood wizards" or "snakes and the nature of magic", each seems to be unclear.
Luke can't read very long, and these things seem to have the ability to prevent people from reading for a long time.When I watched it before, Luke still didn't quite understand what these things were, but now he gradually understands.
Probably Slytherin added a magic that consumes mental power quickly to these materials.If the mental power has not reached a certain level, it is impossible to read these things smoothly.
This is the protection of his descendants.
But after Luke figured it out, he really felt cheated.
Although it is said that Slytherin did this to protect his descendants.But he only left materials that consume mental power, but he didn't leave a way to exercise mental power...
Luke thinks it's a matter of height.
But even if it is these data, Luke has nothing to do now, but their encryption can be deciphered.
But this notebook is different.This notebook was treasured and placed in the secret room of the library.Next to him, there is a notebook for decryption.
Luke hadn't studied this kind of thing carefully before, and after being baptized by the previous materials, he subconsciously thought that there might be some kind of magic in this material, which made him unable to understand.So he didn't even bother to read.
After all, there are too many important experiment logs that can be read at home. There are not many of them for Dosslytherin, but there are quite a few for Slytherin for less.What's more... Luke really can't use the magic essence and blood fusion that Slytherin studies at this stage.So it's better to take the time to look at the things left by other ancestors that can increase the combat power.
Human nature is lazy.
When these research materials, which are regarded as treasures in the eyes of others, are available to Luke, he is just like the people living around the Big Wild Goose Pagoda...
"What's so good about the Big Wild Goose Pagoda?"
So he regards these materials more as readings to pass the time, but as a treasure that determines the future and destiny.
But now, when he really needs this thing to decide his own future and destiny.He suddenly discovered that the decrypted notebook at home could not decipher the secret words in this notebook...
Merlin's beard!Hell!
Luke pushed the two notebooks away from him.He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows on the sofa.
After a while, he let out a long sigh of relief.
It seemed that there was still a big deviation in my plan after all.The two notebooks in front of him can't make his existing strength improve again.
"The magic power-enhancing beads given by the system are really easy to use. My current magic power is already equal to that of a relatively strong adult wizard. But because I have increased too much magic power at once, my grasp is very rough now. "
He really has little control over his current power.So Dumbledore could tell at a glance that his magic power had skyrocketed.
According to the traditional cognition, such a skyrocketing rate can almost be determined to be some kind of sorcery.The reason why Dumbledore didn't reprimand Luke for this incident was because it was too late to say anything.Secondly... For such a family's wealth, he doesn't know if there is a way that Luke said can greatly increase the magic power without causing any damage to himself.
But what Dumbledore was sure of was that such things really existed in their family.
After Phoenix Fox came to him, his strength also skyrocketed a lot in a short period of time.It is not just relying on the improvement of combat power achieved by Fox.It is the improvement of one's own combat effectiveness.
So he still believes that the Gunter family has such a way.
But I still told Luke that it would not be a good thing if the foundation was not stable.It also vaguely mentioned something related to mental power.To be honest, Luke still doesn't know why Dumbledore is so secretive about the concept of spiritual power.
Such an attitude does not seem to be guarding any treasure.It's more like guarding some taboo.
Thinking about Luke's thinking has also begun to diverge.So he quickly restrained his own thinking.
Looking at the two notebooks in his hand, he smiled.
"If it doesn't work, it won't work. After all, it's impossible for everything to go my way. It's just a half step in the wrong direction. It's a good thing to hit a wall like this."
Of course, it is impossible to let go of the interpretation of the notes.Although the current ready-made road does not work, Luke also has several other directions that he can try.
"But we have to wait until we come back from America...No, after we come back from America, we still have to deal with those guys, really..."
Luke was genuinely tired.
Thinking about it among his classmates, maybe Harry was the same as himself in the future, and he didn't have a very happy summer vacation.
…………
Harry felt so happy now!
The first thing he did when he got home was to boil a pot of potion in front of his three relatives.And he poured half of this potion that can easily cure colds on Aunt Petunia's pot of sunflowers.
The poor sunflower withered instantly and lost its vitality.And then Aunt Petunia's angry screams, Uncle Vernon's snarls, Dudley's embellished and speculative eyes.Harry gulped down the remaining half of the potion.
So the scene fell into silence for a moment.All those noises disappeared.Only the sound of rapid breathing remained.
Harry licked his lips, smacked his mouth twice, and then murmured to himself somewhat dissatisfied: "It's still not strong enough...you need to add some bone powder."
Then he looked at his three 'relatives' politely, and said with a smile: "I need a quiet place to do magic experiments. If possible, please don't disturb me when I'm in the room."
In this way, although Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Dudley still didn't have a good look at him.But it might be because the psychological shadow Hagrid left on them was too heavy.Whenever they watched Harry take out his wand, Dudley would subconsciously cover his ass and hide behind his mother.
At this time, Aunt Petunia would hold her son in distress, and while comforting her son in a gentle voice, she would yell at Harry to get back upstairs.
In such a scene, Uncle Vernon can only blush like a monkey's butt, sitting on the sofa panting like an angry bull.
It seems that in this way they can continue to maintain their dominant position in this family.Prove that they are the masters of this house.And not a little dark wizard just out of a scary school for dark wizards.
But other than that, they didn't take any further action.
Harry was ecstatic about the situation.Of course he wouldn't tell his lovely aunt, uncle and cousin that he couldn't cast spells outside of school.He happily returned to his own hut upstairs.Looking forward to a wonderful summer vacation.
So Harry got a summer vacation that was completely different from that in the original book.
This is simply wonderful.
Immediately after he finished, he couldn't help but write a letter to Taylor. After all, Taylor taught him this method, as well as this potion with special effects that can be brewed without magic power.
The effect is really quite good.
But halfway through the letter, Harry suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment.
"I don't seem to know Taylor's address..."
Hathaway glanced at her not-so-intelligent master with the eyes of a fool, and yelled twice in disdain.The good thing is that this time, no one dares to care about the good partner next to the black wizard.
Then Harry's eyes were on Hathaway's body, Hathaway yelled twice, and heard Harry's words.
"You said, if you were painted black as a crow, would they be more afraid?"
………………
Hermione was reading her book quietly at home. Hermione's room was not too small, but it seemed very narrow, because apart from the bed and desk, there was only a small open space left.
leftover?
The rest are bookshelves.
Bookshelves occupy most of the room.Originally, the books on these bookshelves were all world famous books, or some classic textbooks.
But now, on these bookshelves, there are already many strange-looking books.
For example, "Monsters and Their Origins", "Types of Dragons in Great Britain and Ireland", and "A Piece of Hogwarts School History" are books that are not clear just by looking at their names.
And Hermione is now holding a pen, writing and drawing on paper.
There was a knock on the door, but Hermione didn't answer.A moment later, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Mrs. Granger saw her daughter who was busy in front of the desk, with distressed and relieved eyes on her face.
She tiptoed into the room, trying not to make a sound.
After walking to Hermione, she gently put the fruit in her hand on the desk.The location was just within reach of Hermione raising her hand.
Then Mrs. Granger glanced at her daughter with a smile.Seeing this, she was attracted by what her daughter was writing.There was a little weirdness on his face, and he continued to read.
After a moment, Hermione's hand froze.Looking at the numbers on the draft paper, Xiumei frowned, and subconsciously reached for the fruit, but her elbow hit Mrs. Granger's stomach.
Hermione turned her head and saw her mother smiling.
"Mom, you scared me!"
Hermione complained coquettishly.
Mrs. Granger touched Hermione's head and said with a smile, "Sorry, Hermione. But..."
She pointed to the draft paper on Hermione's desk, and asked suspiciously: "Hermione, can you tell me why you are doing math problems?"
Seeing a wizard who can make potions and alchemy do math problems is no less than seeing scientists pray to God for scientific research results.
There is a sense of disordered beauty.
After listening to her mother's question, Hermione spoke with a serious expression.
"Mom, I'm not doing math."
"That is?"
"I'm calculating magic!"
When Hermione said this, she was serious, even a little solemn.It made Mrs. Granger want to laugh, but felt as though she had to respect her daughter's ideas.
"In the letter you wrote to us, did you mention that there is still mathematics in your school?"
Mrs. Granger endured the awkwardness in her heart and asked with some doubts.
"This is not a course in school. This is something that I think is feasible after discussing with Luke." When he said this, Hermione's eyes lit up with pride, "He said, what we learned Incantations, maybe they can be expressed mathematically. At least they can be formulaic. Instead of the current one, everyone seems to be the same, but in fact, each person is different."
Mrs. Granger didn't pay attention to what her daughter said. After all, didn't she just think that this way she could research a new form of magic?It is understandable that when she was young, she also had the idea of wanting to change the world.
What children need now is not discouragement and ridicule from their parents, but encouragement and support.She is still young, so as long as she doesn't kill people and set fires, or break the law, then she should have a try by herself.Instead of telling her, this is not good, it is so difficult, you better do what you want.
That's not what mothers do...
For a 12-year-old child, it is a good thing to have dreams and pursuits.
What really worried her was the name that Hermione brought up in almost every conversation, whether in letters or when she was home.
"Luke said it again?"
Mrs. Granger controlled her expression and said with a smile: "Then Luke is really a genius!"
The smile on Hermione's face was even bigger, and she said: "Of course he is a genius! Every one of our teachers said that... Ah, no, Professor Snape said he was an idiot, and Professor Sprout said he worked hard .”
"But! He's still a genius!"
Hearing these words, Mrs. Granger became even more worried.
It's not that I oppose my child's puppy love.but because...
"No matter from which angle it looks, this kid named Luke is too good, so good...to the point that it's not a good match..."
In a person's life, he cannot meet too amazing people when he is young.
In such a situation, Mrs. Granger had to worry about her daughter.
'I have to discuss this matter with her father. '
Mrs. Granger looked at her daughter with light in her eyes, and muttered secretly in her heart.
………………
In the depths of the deep and damp cave, a piece of pure white light shone.
In the center of the light sat a girl wearing a pure white silk robe.The girl has a pretty face and long golden hair.
Her brows were tightly furrowed, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on her forehead, and her face was full of fear.
Not far away, an old woman in a white robe was looking at the girl worriedly.
"Taylor, you have to hold on..."
