Chapter 392 I become stronger
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
On the eighth floor of the castle, in the principal's room.
Cleese appeared on the carpet with a clatter of a tray while holding the tray steadily, and placed the steaming tomato beef soup on the only small round table in the principal's office.
At this time, the table was already filled with all kinds of food, and the enthusiastic house elf immediately replenished it after Soul took a bite.
And different food continues to be delivered.
"Uh, that's enough, Cress, thank you." Suer had to stop him.
"Little master, say thank you to Clays!" Clays froze in place while holding the tray, tears quickly overflowing from his big yellow eyes. "Kind little master, Clays doesn't need to thank you. This is Clays." It should be done!”
"Okay, Cress." Dumbledore saw Soul's confused look and said with a smile.
"You go back to the kitchen first. I think our Mr. Bones is still confused about what happened while he was sleeping for more than half a month."
"Okay, Mr. Principal!" Kress glanced at Suer with nostalgia and disappeared holding the tray.
Suer's hand that had just picked up a piece of Yorkshire pudding paused in the air.
"Hmm..." He put the pudding back on the plate, accelerated his chewing movements, quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, tapped his chest with his other hand, and then stammered,
"Professor Dumbledore, if I heard correctly, you just said that I... slept for more than half a month???"
"Ah, yes." Dumbledore happily picked up a small jam cookie, "Today is already October 23rd, hmm...it tastes really good."
Suer thought about it in silence. From the time he ran into the Forbidden Forest at night until today, he had slept for more than half a month...
No wonder I was so hungry when I arrived at the principal's office just now...
So, here comes the question, why did I sleep for so long, what did Ms. Hufflepuff do to herself, am I unclean... Wuwuwu,
Ah, no, it’s a conspiracy.
"I know you're confused, but don't worry yet."
Dumbledore slowly ate a few more biscuits, then stroked his chin and patted the biscuit crumbs off his thick white beard.
"Let's not talk about anything else. Try to feel the changes in yourself."
Variety?What's changed?However, his eyesight seemed to be much better, and his ears were more sensitive than before. He could clearly hear the "puff" of the silverware on the desk not far away, and his head was very clear.
The whole person seemed to have been cleaned up, and there was a sense of transparency that spread from the depths of the soul to the whole body.
Transparency?Um?wrong...
Suer was stunned for a moment, then stared at the ceramic plate in front of him. The next moment, it floated steadily.
Silent and wandless spellcasting? ! !
"Clang." The ceramic plate fell on the table, making a crisp sound because Suer relaxed in shock.
Dumbledore saw this and smiled gently.
"Silent and wandless casting. In the entire magical world, all those who can do this are amazing and talented people." Dumbledore said, "A wizard wants to cast a spell without using a wand or a spell. , he must have extremely high proficiency in this spell."
"First silent, then no stick, this is an inevitable process."
"Then I am now..." Soul blinked. He was actually able to cast several spells silently. Just as Dumbledore said, the reason why he was able to cast silently was because he Familiarity with these spells is already high.
"Soul." Dumbledore explained softly, "We have never stopped studying the soul. We have found that a wizard's magical talent is closely related to the strength of a wizard's soul."
"People with strong enough souls are naturally able to use magic easily."
"In other words, Filius should have taught you in the first lesson about the influence of emotions on a spell. Emotions are actually an external manifestation of the soul."
"Ms. Hufflepuff has left you an invisible but extremely precious treasure."
"If my estimate is correct, your control over magic has been greatly improved. Maybe this time, you can have a good fight with Severus." Dumbledore winked at Soul mischievously.
Su Er couldn't help scratching his head and asked instead.
"But, Professor, I have read in several books that a wizard's spellcasting ability is related to his bloodline?"
"This is another argument." Dumbledore nodded, "Some people believe that the power of wizards lies in their blood. You should have seen such a speculation--"
"The earliest humans combined with humanoid magical animals. Their descendants inherited the blood of magical animals and had the ability to cast spells. This is a guess about the origin of wizards."
"Is this real?" Suer couldn't help but ask.
"Perhaps." Dumbledore chuckled. "The birth of wizards can be traced back to at least the era before the Big Four founded Hogwarts. There is very little information about what happened during that period. As a guide for future generations, We have no way of knowing.”
"Actually, I am more inclined to the soul argument."
A piece of knowledge suddenly popped into Suer's head, "Is it because when young wizards first awaken to their magic power, they usually experience violent mood swings or are in a crisis of death?"
"That's right." Dumbledore said, "People are rarely able to face death calmly. From this, we can guess that the earliest wizards originated from an ordinary person's fear of death."
"Then why is there still such a thing as bloodline theory?"
"Because there is also evidence that shows that wizards' bloodline comes from magical animals." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows. "I personally prefer that this statement was made up by some people to consolidate their status. Who knows?"
"In Muggle terms, the theory of soul origin is more scientific."
Soul couldn't help but laugh out loud. Magic itself was very unscientific.
"Okay, let's end the question about the origin of wizards. For thousands of years, people have always had different ideas about this question, and they have never come up with a correct answer." Dumbledore braked in time,
"Let's get down to business. The most precious treasures Ms. Hufflepuff left for you may not be just this." Dumbledore pointed to his head, "I think she also left a lot of knowledge."
"Knowledge is the most precious thing."
Suer nodded silently, he had already felt it, or in other words, it was completely unacceptable for him to ignore.
Who has a shining light bulb in their head?
You can see this thing if you close your eyes.
The sense of presence is simply off the charts.
Cleese appeared on the carpet with a clatter of a tray while holding the tray steadily, and placed the steaming tomato beef soup on the only small round table in the principal's office.
At this time, the table was already filled with all kinds of food, and the enthusiastic house elf immediately replenished it after Soul took a bite.
And different food continues to be delivered.
"Uh, that's enough, Cress, thank you." Suer had to stop him.
"Little master, say thank you to Clays!" Clays froze in place while holding the tray, tears quickly overflowing from his big yellow eyes. "Kind little master, Clays doesn't need to thank you. This is Clays." It should be done!”
"Okay, Cress." Dumbledore saw Soul's confused look and said with a smile.
"You go back to the kitchen first. I think our Mr. Bones is still confused about what happened while he was sleeping for more than half a month."
"Okay, Mr. Principal!" Kress glanced at Suer with nostalgia and disappeared holding the tray.
Suer's hand that had just picked up a piece of Yorkshire pudding paused in the air.
"Hmm..." He put the pudding back on the plate, accelerated his chewing movements, quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, tapped his chest with his other hand, and then stammered,
"Professor Dumbledore, if I heard correctly, you just said that I... slept for more than half a month???"
"Ah, yes." Dumbledore happily picked up a small jam cookie, "Today is already October 23rd, hmm...it tastes really good."
Suer thought about it in silence. From the time he ran into the Forbidden Forest at night until today, he had slept for more than half a month...
No wonder I was so hungry when I arrived at the principal's office just now...
So, here comes the question, why did I sleep for so long, what did Ms. Hufflepuff do to herself, am I unclean... Wuwuwu,
Ah, no, it’s a conspiracy.
"I know you're confused, but don't worry yet."
Dumbledore slowly ate a few more biscuits, then stroked his chin and patted the biscuit crumbs off his thick white beard.
"Let's not talk about anything else. Try to feel the changes in yourself."
Variety?What's changed?However, his eyesight seemed to be much better, and his ears were more sensitive than before. He could clearly hear the "puff" of the silverware on the desk not far away, and his head was very clear.
The whole person seemed to have been cleaned up, and there was a sense of transparency that spread from the depths of the soul to the whole body.
Transparency?Um?wrong...
Suer was stunned for a moment, then stared at the ceramic plate in front of him. The next moment, it floated steadily.
Silent and wandless spellcasting? ! !
"Clang." The ceramic plate fell on the table, making a crisp sound because Suer relaxed in shock.
Dumbledore saw this and smiled gently.
"Silent and wandless casting. In the entire magical world, all those who can do this are amazing and talented people." Dumbledore said, "A wizard wants to cast a spell without using a wand or a spell. , he must have extremely high proficiency in this spell."
"First silent, then no stick, this is an inevitable process."
"Then I am now..." Soul blinked. He was actually able to cast several spells silently. Just as Dumbledore said, the reason why he was able to cast silently was because he Familiarity with these spells is already high.
"Soul." Dumbledore explained softly, "We have never stopped studying the soul. We have found that a wizard's magical talent is closely related to the strength of a wizard's soul."
"People with strong enough souls are naturally able to use magic easily."
"In other words, Filius should have taught you in the first lesson about the influence of emotions on a spell. Emotions are actually an external manifestation of the soul."
"Ms. Hufflepuff has left you an invisible but extremely precious treasure."
"If my estimate is correct, your control over magic has been greatly improved. Maybe this time, you can have a good fight with Severus." Dumbledore winked at Soul mischievously.
Su Er couldn't help scratching his head and asked instead.
"But, Professor, I have read in several books that a wizard's spellcasting ability is related to his bloodline?"
"This is another argument." Dumbledore nodded, "Some people believe that the power of wizards lies in their blood. You should have seen such a speculation--"
"The earliest humans combined with humanoid magical animals. Their descendants inherited the blood of magical animals and had the ability to cast spells. This is a guess about the origin of wizards."
"Is this real?" Suer couldn't help but ask.
"Perhaps." Dumbledore chuckled. "The birth of wizards can be traced back to at least the era before the Big Four founded Hogwarts. There is very little information about what happened during that period. As a guide for future generations, We have no way of knowing.”
"Actually, I am more inclined to the soul argument."
A piece of knowledge suddenly popped into Suer's head, "Is it because when young wizards first awaken to their magic power, they usually experience violent mood swings or are in a crisis of death?"
"That's right." Dumbledore said, "People are rarely able to face death calmly. From this, we can guess that the earliest wizards originated from an ordinary person's fear of death."
"Then why is there still such a thing as bloodline theory?"
"Because there is also evidence that shows that wizards' bloodline comes from magical animals." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows. "I personally prefer that this statement was made up by some people to consolidate their status. Who knows?"
"In Muggle terms, the theory of soul origin is more scientific."
Soul couldn't help but laugh out loud. Magic itself was very unscientific.
"Okay, let's end the question about the origin of wizards. For thousands of years, people have always had different ideas about this question, and they have never come up with a correct answer." Dumbledore braked in time,
"Let's get down to business. The most precious treasures Ms. Hufflepuff left for you may not be just this." Dumbledore pointed to his head, "I think she also left a lot of knowledge."
"Knowledge is the most precious thing."
Suer nodded silently, he had already felt it, or in other words, it was completely unacceptable for him to ignore.
Who has a shining light bulb in their head?
You can see this thing if you close your eyes.
The sense of presence is simply off the charts.
