Chapter 90 Asking Professor McGonagall
·
He Dian Bai Kai Shui
Snape moved very quickly, and during dinner, Soul saw that the points in the Slytherin Points Cup dropped a lot.
It was about fifty, and it looked like the word 'Mudblood' made Snape very angry.
When passing by the Slytherin table, Malfoy made a throat-slitting gesture to Soul with an ugly expression.
After dinner, Soul received a note in his dormitory from a first-year Hufflepuff student.
"Let's have a fair duel, Soul Bones. If you have enough courage, I will wait for you in the Charms classroom on the second floor of the castle at twelve o'clock tonight. ---Draco· Malfoy."
Soul sneered.
"Clumsy aggressive method."
He rubbed the note and threw it into the fireplace, took out the book he borrowed from the library, leaned on the sofa and read it carefully.
All night.
The climate in the English Plateau can change at any time. It was sunny when we left the castle in the morning, but it became overcast an hour later.
Cedric Diggory sighed regretfully, drew back his wand, and finally let the poor frogs go.
"Come on, Soul, breakfast should be almost ready."
Soul nodded and put the wand away as well.
The two walked towards the castle talking and laughing. It must be said that Cedric was a really good senior. He very generously shared the results of yesterday's small stove with Suer.
"Hey, why are the Slytherin points gone?" Cedric said in surprise as soon as he entered the auditorium.
"Who knows?" Suer shrugged his shoulders as if nothing happened.
I was a little surprised in my heart. Tsk, I didn't expect Malfoy to really wait for me?
Well deserved, Soul snorted inwardly, then skillfully greeted a few hard-working little lions who got up early, and found an empty seat at the Gryffindor long table.
Soon after, heavy rain fell, and it was clearly visible through the magic roof of the auditorium. Harry walked in listlessly, carrying a broom, and was wet.
"Clean up." Soul took out his wand and waved it.
"Thank you, Soul." Harry thanked weakly, with dark circles under his eyes.
"Did you sleep well yesterday?" Hermione asked curiously as she arrived at the auditorium late at night.
"Yeah." Harry took a big sip of hot pumpkin juice, "I had a nightmare all night."
……
In the afternoon, Hermione used to supervise her two friends to complete the homework assigned by the professors, and Soul knocked on the door of Professor McGonagall's office with his doubts.
In the morning, I discussed with Cedric about the technique of converting single-target spells into group casting. Unfortunately, Cedric didn't have any better opinions on this.
"Mr. Bones?" Professor McGonagall was reading a book when Soul entered the office, "What's the matter?"
"That's right, Professor McGonagall, I have a question to ask you."
"Oh?" Professor McGonagall closed the book and looked at Soul, who acted obediently, "Please tell me."
"Can a single-target spell be dispersed and precise on multiple targets?"
"Huh?" Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly. She seemed a little surprised that a second-year student could ask such a question.
"That's right, Professor." Suhr said, "I noticed that when you gave us the Transfiguration class, you released a group cleaning spell, but I remember that the cleaning spell should have a single body. Object of action."
Speaking of this, Su Er showed an embarrassed look on his face.
"I have tried, but I have never been able to apply this spell to more targets."
Professor McGonagall was really surprised. She didn't expect that a second-year wizard would notice her casual spell casting.
"Mr. Bones." Professor McGonagall's expression became more serious, "Actually, this is a very profound magic skill. Normal magic is enough for use, and few people will be involved in it."
"Furthermore, this is far beyond what second-year students can come into contact with. Your body and the magic power in your body do not allow you to come into contact with these prematurely."
"I do not recommend students to practice privately without the guidance of teachers. Magic has always been a profound and dangerous thing. Many wizards have lost their lives because of studying magic."
"I understand, Professor McGonagall." Suer lowered his head in frustration. He just came to ask a question, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson.
It seemed that Professor McGonagall would never teach him this technique.
"But..." Professor McGonagall looked at Soul's undisguised frustration, and a smile came to the corner of her eyes.
“I don’t mind if students learn some knowledge in this area in advance as a reserve.”
……
One is serious about teaching, and the other is serious about studying. Although Professor McGonagall's words are simple enough, there are some contents that Sur still can't understand. After all, he is only a second-year student and has not been exposed to many profound magic theories.
However, a good memory is not as good as a bad writing. If you don’t understand something, write it down first.
Soul walked out of the office excitedly with a papyrus full of words and a book list. Professor McGonagall recommended a lot of basic books to him, and agreed that after reading these books, he would come back to continue studying in depth.
To Sur's surprise, what he guessed was correct. In theory, this magic technique could be applied to all spells, yes, all.
During the teaching process, Professor McGonagall demonstrated to Suhr how to disperse and accurately apply the spell to the target object.
However, according to Professor McGonagall, the more targets a magic spell affects, the lower its power. This means that if you want to achieve the power of a normal single-body magic spell, more magic power is needed, and it The wizard needs to focus and steadily control his magic power.
It seems that this magic technique is useless, but don't forget that there are many magics that have direct fatal effects, such as Avada Kedavra, and various magics that increase negative status.
After all, Hogwarts Castle will not be very peaceful in the next few years, and terrorists will gather a group of gang-related elements to attack the castle. It is always right to have more self-protection.
However, these Souls did not dare to mention issues related to black magic in front of serious cats.
Soul wanted to meet this friend who knew Professor McGonagall.
Unfortunately, judging from Professor McGonagall's sad attitude, that friend may have left this world.
Full of knowledge, Soul happily walked to the library. When he turned a corner, Soul met a young wizard of the same grade as Gryffindor. He seemed to be hit by a spell. He jumped towards the rest room with a crying look on his face.
Being one of the helpful little badgers, Soul of course pulled out his wand to help him out.
After thanking Gryffindor, the little wizard told Suir that the person who did the trick was Draco Malfoy and his two followers.
ps: Come on, I just finished a chapter, there will be more later.
It was about fifty, and it looked like the word 'Mudblood' made Snape very angry.
When passing by the Slytherin table, Malfoy made a throat-slitting gesture to Soul with an ugly expression.
After dinner, Soul received a note in his dormitory from a first-year Hufflepuff student.
"Let's have a fair duel, Soul Bones. If you have enough courage, I will wait for you in the Charms classroom on the second floor of the castle at twelve o'clock tonight. ---Draco· Malfoy."
Soul sneered.
"Clumsy aggressive method."
He rubbed the note and threw it into the fireplace, took out the book he borrowed from the library, leaned on the sofa and read it carefully.
All night.
The climate in the English Plateau can change at any time. It was sunny when we left the castle in the morning, but it became overcast an hour later.
Cedric Diggory sighed regretfully, drew back his wand, and finally let the poor frogs go.
"Come on, Soul, breakfast should be almost ready."
Soul nodded and put the wand away as well.
The two walked towards the castle talking and laughing. It must be said that Cedric was a really good senior. He very generously shared the results of yesterday's small stove with Suer.
"Hey, why are the Slytherin points gone?" Cedric said in surprise as soon as he entered the auditorium.
"Who knows?" Suer shrugged his shoulders as if nothing happened.
I was a little surprised in my heart. Tsk, I didn't expect Malfoy to really wait for me?
Well deserved, Soul snorted inwardly, then skillfully greeted a few hard-working little lions who got up early, and found an empty seat at the Gryffindor long table.
Soon after, heavy rain fell, and it was clearly visible through the magic roof of the auditorium. Harry walked in listlessly, carrying a broom, and was wet.
"Clean up." Soul took out his wand and waved it.
"Thank you, Soul." Harry thanked weakly, with dark circles under his eyes.
"Did you sleep well yesterday?" Hermione asked curiously as she arrived at the auditorium late at night.
"Yeah." Harry took a big sip of hot pumpkin juice, "I had a nightmare all night."
……
In the afternoon, Hermione used to supervise her two friends to complete the homework assigned by the professors, and Soul knocked on the door of Professor McGonagall's office with his doubts.
In the morning, I discussed with Cedric about the technique of converting single-target spells into group casting. Unfortunately, Cedric didn't have any better opinions on this.
"Mr. Bones?" Professor McGonagall was reading a book when Soul entered the office, "What's the matter?"
"That's right, Professor McGonagall, I have a question to ask you."
"Oh?" Professor McGonagall closed the book and looked at Soul, who acted obediently, "Please tell me."
"Can a single-target spell be dispersed and precise on multiple targets?"
"Huh?" Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly. She seemed a little surprised that a second-year student could ask such a question.
"That's right, Professor." Suhr said, "I noticed that when you gave us the Transfiguration class, you released a group cleaning spell, but I remember that the cleaning spell should have a single body. Object of action."
Speaking of this, Su Er showed an embarrassed look on his face.
"I have tried, but I have never been able to apply this spell to more targets."
Professor McGonagall was really surprised. She didn't expect that a second-year wizard would notice her casual spell casting.
"Mr. Bones." Professor McGonagall's expression became more serious, "Actually, this is a very profound magic skill. Normal magic is enough for use, and few people will be involved in it."
"Furthermore, this is far beyond what second-year students can come into contact with. Your body and the magic power in your body do not allow you to come into contact with these prematurely."
"I do not recommend students to practice privately without the guidance of teachers. Magic has always been a profound and dangerous thing. Many wizards have lost their lives because of studying magic."
"I understand, Professor McGonagall." Suer lowered his head in frustration. He just came to ask a question, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson.
It seemed that Professor McGonagall would never teach him this technique.
"But..." Professor McGonagall looked at Soul's undisguised frustration, and a smile came to the corner of her eyes.
“I don’t mind if students learn some knowledge in this area in advance as a reserve.”
……
One is serious about teaching, and the other is serious about studying. Although Professor McGonagall's words are simple enough, there are some contents that Sur still can't understand. After all, he is only a second-year student and has not been exposed to many profound magic theories.
However, a good memory is not as good as a bad writing. If you don’t understand something, write it down first.
Soul walked out of the office excitedly with a papyrus full of words and a book list. Professor McGonagall recommended a lot of basic books to him, and agreed that after reading these books, he would come back to continue studying in depth.
To Sur's surprise, what he guessed was correct. In theory, this magic technique could be applied to all spells, yes, all.
During the teaching process, Professor McGonagall demonstrated to Suhr how to disperse and accurately apply the spell to the target object.
However, according to Professor McGonagall, the more targets a magic spell affects, the lower its power. This means that if you want to achieve the power of a normal single-body magic spell, more magic power is needed, and it The wizard needs to focus and steadily control his magic power.
It seems that this magic technique is useless, but don't forget that there are many magics that have direct fatal effects, such as Avada Kedavra, and various magics that increase negative status.
After all, Hogwarts Castle will not be very peaceful in the next few years, and terrorists will gather a group of gang-related elements to attack the castle. It is always right to have more self-protection.
However, these Souls did not dare to mention issues related to black magic in front of serious cats.
Soul wanted to meet this friend who knew Professor McGonagall.
Unfortunately, judging from Professor McGonagall's sad attitude, that friend may have left this world.
Full of knowledge, Soul happily walked to the library. When he turned a corner, Soul met a young wizard of the same grade as Gryffindor. He seemed to be hit by a spell. He jumped towards the rest room with a crying look on his face.
Being one of the helpful little badgers, Soul of course pulled out his wand to help him out.
After thanking Gryffindor, the little wizard told Suir that the person who did the trick was Draco Malfoy and his two followers.
ps: Come on, I just finished a chapter, there will be more later.
