The Psychic Wizard of Hogwarts

After the dinner, Dral and his group of freshmen followed the seniors to the Slytherin lounge at the bottom of the Black Lake.

After walking through the corridor, turning around the stairs, and finally standing in front of a dark ancient stone wall, the prefect took two steps forward and said to the wall.

"Discreet and elegant".

As soon as he finished speaking, a stone door slowly appeared on the stone wall, and the downward stairs appeared in front of everyone. A deep and dim light slowly spread from the end of the road.

The prefect saw the exposed stone door, turned around and said to everyone.

"The password in the lounge is changed every two weeks. The new password will be notified to everyone on the bulletin board. Please always pay attention to whether the password has changed. Being rigorous and careful is the moral character that Slytherin should have, so we will not remind those who are confused. Password fools."

"Especially those students from outside."

"So Slytherins, I don't care what you have been like in the past. From now on, you must always keep in mind the requirements of the academy. That is the quality and self-requirement that every Slytherin should have. I don't want the wrong things you have done to spread. Into the ears of Professor Snape."

"Now, everyone, please remember, the password is: cautious and elegant"

"It is strictly forbidden to reveal the password of this academy to outsiders, unless you are extremely powerful."

After saying that, the prefect looked around the new students with serious eyes, then turned and walked down the stairs.

Dral looked at the freshmen who were following the prefects in an orderly manner, and without thinking much, he followed the crowd towards the mysterious Slytherin lounge with Chris in his arms.

Walking out of the spiral staircase, what you see is not a spacious lounge, nor are there Slytherins gathering in twos and threes chatting.

Instead, it is a quiet corridor. From the windows on both sides of the corridor, you can clearly see the swimming fish coming and going at the bottom of the lake. If you focus on it and occasionally quickly pass by a dark shadow, you will feel a sense of mystery in the underwater world. , blue-green light spreads from the windows into the corridor.

The portraits and statues hanging on both sides turned their eyes to watch the newly arrived Slytherins, walking forward along the long corridor, turning a corner, and a fish tank extending from the floor to the roof was revealed on the right side of the body. Dral could see through the quiet fish tank the Slytherins gathering in pairs in the lounge hall on the other side.

In the outermost corner, the blazing fire in the fireplace reveals flowing lava. The lava flows from the ground through the corner of the house and slowly disappears into the depths of the earth.

Through the power of magic, the builders used lava to adjust the temperature of the entire lounge, making the air less humid and making the temperature comfortable.

When we came to the hall, the glass fish tanks on both sides made the entire space mysterious and magical. On the altar at the end of the room, a giant python stone statue opened its mouth slightly and spit out its core, looking down at the entire space.

Delal came to the hall and looked around at the exquisite carvings and various ornaments. He looked up at the exquisite murals and the exquisite chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. Gorgeousness and mystery were combined, warmth and power contrasted with each other.

"The mysterious and proud Slytherin." Dral thought.

The prefect walked in front of the altar, stood on the altar and said loudly to the freshmen, "Boys walk from the left, girls walk from the right. Now you should go back to your room, pack your bags and prepare for the new day's lessons, remember Slater Lin’s glory is supreme.”

The crowd dispersed, and Delal and Dak walked along the left passage to the dormitory. When they walked through the long corridor leading to the dormitory and reached their room, Dral looked at Dak who was following closely behind them.

"Well, it seems that our fate will continue. Please give me your guidance in my future student career."

"No way, let's work together." Dak held the hand that Dral extended and replied with a smile.

Chris looked at the two polite people, jumped down from Dral's arms with a little force, and looked around her new room with an elegant cat walk.

Seeing Chris sniffing and touching, Delal rubbed his fingers, then leaned down to pack his luggage.

He raised his hand and placed the books in his luggage on the bookshelf beside him. He folded the clothes and put them in the closet. He tidied up the room hurriedly. He took a breath and took out a book from the bookcase and went to the window of the room. , reached for the cushion and sat down against the window.

Looking at Chrissy aside, she was wide-eyed and motionless, curiously looking at the fish swimming outside the window. Delal smiled slightly, leaned on the cushion, opened the book in his hand, and started to read.

After a while, Dak, who also packed his luggage, walked up to him and sat down across from Delal, carrying juice that he didn't know where he came from. He poured out a glass of juice and handed it to Delal, who was reading, and waited for Delal to take it. Drinking the juice in his hand, Dark asked pointing to the book in his hand.

"What are you looking at?"

The boy slightly raised the book in his hand and said to Duck

"A book about psychology from the Muggle world."

"Psychology? What is that?"

Putting his finger lightly on his chin, looking at the curiosity in Dak's gray eyes, he thought for a while and said.

"Psychology, well~ it is a theory in the Muggle world that studies psychological phenomena and the mental functions and behavioral activities affected by them."

Dark was a little confused when he heard Dral's simple description, "Then why are you learning this? It's just a Muggle theory, not a magic world theory. I don't think it can bring you anything."

Looking at the somewhat disdainful attitude of the boy in front of him, after thinking for a moment, Delal took out his wand, the Communication Gem, and gently wrote in the air. The pale golden font slowly emerged in the air as he waved the wand.

"psychology" represents the word psychology, but what you don't know is that this word evolved from two Greek words, namely "psyche" which represents "soul", and "psyche" which represents "logic of thinking". ><logos>”

"The word <psyche> is the same as the name of a god. She is called Psyche, the goddess of the soul in Roman mythology. She itself symbolizes a kind of spiritual sublimity, while the word <logos> is the past The definition of the act of thinking logically.”

"So the truth contained in the word itself, whether it is a Muggle or a wizard, their theories can help me understand this word."

After explaining the meaning of the words, Dral flicked his wand and the words in the air turned into a mist and dispersed. Following Dral's words, a symbol appeared between the two people.

"And the representative symbol of this word, I think you may have seen it in the magical world."

"ΨA magic pattern with magical power."

After hearing Dral's words, Dak whispered, and when he read a whole vigorous magic power, it began to stir under Dral's clothes.

"Yes, a magic pattern with its own magic power. It can give people a sense of emotional exuberance and can also calm a manic person instantly."

Speaking of this, Delal stopped his voice and gradually regained his composure with his magic power, and quietly looked at Dak who was trapped in the unknown in front of him.

Duck, who was sitting across from Dral, was silent for a while. The light in his eyes began to slowly dissipate after Dral read Ψ, and finally seemed to fall into the abyss of deathly silence, while sitting next to him At some point, a faint golden flame began to glow in the eyes of Delal opposite him.

The cold moonlight slowly diffused through the lake and along the side window, shining brightly on Delal's face.

"Let me see what is the source of my favor for you."

As he spoke, a worn-out book appeared next to Dral from the illusion, with pale golden particles floating quietly around it. Dral raised the wand in his hand, stretched it towards Dark, and gently spoke with his lips. From "Soul Manifestation".

The tip of the wand shone slightly with a green light. As the light flashed from the tip of the wand, a faint shadow was drawn from Duck's body. The shadow's brows were pressed tightly against the halo, and its body moved away from Duck. The body lying on the ground was slightly sticking out.

Seeing the phantom that appeared, the golden light in Delal's eyes skyrocketed. A golden ring engraved in Dak's soul flickered and floated in the depths of the soul. The densely packed words flowed with the rotation of the ring. With.

The emergence of the golden ring seemed to stimulate the book floating on the side. It turned automatically without wind, and the pages turned quickly. When it reached the middle of the page, it stopped when a blank page appeared.

Following an inexplicable chanting sound, the words were imprinted on the pages from shallow to deep, until page after page was filled.

Delal on the side suddenly seemed to notice something, and instantly stopped the mobilization of magic power. The shadow controlled by the wand made a faint whistle and then left, disappearing into Duck's body.

When the soul returned to the body, the light in Dark's dead eyes began to flicker again.

With a "hoo" sound, Dark suddenly woke up, looked at Dral who was silently retracting his wand, and said while yawning.

"e=(?0?7o｀*))) Alas, you have worked really hard today. I can fall asleep listening to you. I probably understand it, so Muggle psychology is useful for you to study magic patterns. Yes, so you are studying, okay, I don’t understand much.”

After saying that, he stretched himself, stood up with his hands, scratched his head, turned around and walked towards the bed next to him.

"I'm going to bed first. I have classes tomorrow, so you should go to bed early."

"Got it, good night, Duck."

Looking at Dak who turned away, Dral's mouth curled up slightly, he closed the book in his hand and put it aside. The book that had just disappeared in the illusion appeared in Dral's hand.

Opening the book in his hand, where the words were just recorded, black irregular lines kept changing behind the words.

The room suddenly fell into a long silence, except that occasionally two hums from Duck could be heard in the silent house.

It wasn't until a white glove was gently pressed on the open book that Delal slowly regained his mind from the book. He raised his head and looked at the little face in front of him, and raised his hand to touch the cute little face. Head, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Okay, okay, okay, rest."

Delal scattered the books in his hands, picked up the little cutie and walked towards the bed.

As they walked, the bright lights slowly dimmed, and finally the whole house fell into silence, except for the occasional sound of creatures swimming past the window.