A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 29 The Thinking Cabin
Felix clearly caught Hermione's gaze.

"Oh, those are indeed Dark Arts books, but what is the saying? If you want to defend against the Dark Arts, you need to know something about it. As far as I know, Aurors from the Ministry of Magic will teach Some black magic."

"But I rarely see..."

"Some wizards don't use the Dark Arts, but that doesn't mean they don't know the Dark Arts."

Felix smiled gently at her, "I have traveled around the world for a year, and I have to mention that black magic is indeed more effective in solving certain troubles."

Hearing Professor Haipu's explanation, she thought about it quickly, and felt that the reason was barely acceptable, but she still said with a straight face: "Professor, I still suggest that you use less black magic in the future. I read about it in a book. : Black magic always quietly infects your heart, causing you to be corrupted unknowingly—”

"—Many young wizards have gone astray because of this, especially for minor wizards, black magic is an irreversible poison to their hearts." Felix followed Hermione's words.

Seeing that the little witch was a little surprised, he blinked, "I've read this book too."

"However, thank you for your advice."

Hermione pursed her lips, looking very much like Professor McGonagall.

Seeing that his assistant was a little angry, Felix changed the subject without a trace. He praised: "I didn't expect you to read so many books. Considering your age, this is quite a remarkable achievement."

Following the professor's gaze, Hermione discovered that the other half of the room—the side near her with the small table as the dividing line—turned out to be decorated in a completely different style.

The warm sunlight casts a large area of ​​brilliance. The light brown carpet and light yellow curtains give people a very comfortable feeling. In the center is a small round table with two pots of green plants placed on it.

On the wall directly opposite is a floor-to-ceiling bookshelf.There are hundreds of neatly arranged books inside, and on the second floor from top to bottom, there are seven or eight photo frames, including a group photo of the family and photos of Hermione from childhood to adulthood.

Close to the bookshelf is an ivory door.

Hermione covered her mouth in surprise. This half of the space was [-] to [-]% similar to the room in her home.

She turned her head to look at Professor Haipu, full of doubts in her heart, and now only this professor can explain it to him.

And Professor Haipu really gave the answer, "This is the world of thinking, the residence of fantasy, you can call it whatever you want. Of course, none of this is real, we just exist here with consciousness."

Hermione was amazed. She stood at the junction of the two spaces, her eyes widened and she kept looking around. She waved her hand with some hesitation, "So, this place was built by us together? Half of it represents your inner world, and the other half Representing my inner world..."

Felix pointed to his head, "It's just part of the external reflection and projection of our inner world."

"And the deepest secrets in our hearts are all behind the door." He first glanced at the ivory door, and then flicked his wand, the dark green curtain behind him rolled up high, revealing a tall door.

Hermione was visibly relaxed, but she had a lot of secrets that she didn't want to reveal easily.

Like Harry's Parseltongue.

"Professor, why did we come to this... thinking world?"

Felix did not answer directly, but first introduced part of his experience, "After graduation, I first spent a year traveling around the world, and then settled in London, specializing in Muggle research."

"Muggles are not inferior to wizards in intelligence, and are superior in many aspects, such as logic, reasoning, and problem-solving methodology. And the more critical point is inheritance."

"They will pass on knowledge and accumulate it from generation to generation, and quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes."

"Wizards also have inheritance, such as Hogwarts, but in terms of inheritance and development, they are far behind."

"Being aware of this, I started reading Muggle books. To be honest, I am used to moving photos, but I am not used to reading Muggle books."

"Their research on the mind and the brain caught my attention, and I found that they were ahead of us in this area - and this is an area where wizards should be better at - After all, we have a series of memory magic, such as Forget it all, Legilimency, Occlumency."

"But unfortunately, we only inherited the mantra, not the idea."

"So, I combined Muggle knowledge to create a magic. Although it is still far from my expectations, it is perfect for our teaching today."

"What's the use of this magic?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Mind acceleration," Felix explained. "In this place—I call it the thinking cabin—you think faster, and with this place, we have the illusion that time is stretched. It can be increased by three or four times, and it will be dangerous if it is higher.”

"Similar to this magic is the Buffy Brain-Rejuvenating Potion, but the performance of the two is not exactly the same. The latter can enhance the brain power of the user."

Hermione's eyes widened, "Professor, this magic is really amazing."

Felix shook his head, "It's not perfect yet."

Seeing that the professor was reluctant to say more, Hermione began to practice depicting ancient runes. She used the chestnut wood chip Felix provided her—this is also one of the disadvantages of this magic. If you can't understand it, it can't appear here .

For the next half of the time, Hermione practiced by herself, and Felix gave some guidance every once in a while.

After seven thinking hours.

Felix noticed that Hermione's face was covered with sweat, and her figure was getting lighter and lighter, looking a bit like a transparent ghost.

"Professor, I can't concentrate, I can't keep...attention."

"Well, it's almost time, so let's get here first today." Felix snapped his fingers, and the next moment, the world was spinning, and the two of them returned to the lounge again.

Felix's wand was still on Hermione's head, and he, who was still still, suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He pressed his forehead with one hand and waved his wand with the other, and a bottle of potion flew out of the suitcase.

Under the command of the wand, the potion bottle was quite self-conscious. Not only did it open the lid by itself, but it also called two cups and poured out part of the potion.

On the other side, Hermione was even more miserable. She fell directly on the sofa with a painful expression on her face, as if she was going to faint in the next second.

"Drink it and it will relieve your symptoms."

Hermione reluctantly drank the potion.

"Eat a piece of chocolate." Felix pushed her another piece of chocolate.

It took seven or eight minutes before Hermione came to her senses. She kept whispering, "It's terrible, it's terrible."

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