I really didn't want to practice immortality at Hogwarts

In the middle of the night, the moon is slanting in the sky.

The Owlery, located on the top floor of the castle's west tower, has received an unexpected visitor.

Since there was still an hour before bedtime, Zhang Chun could strut through the west tower to the owl loft on the top floor.During this period, he met Professor Flitwick from the Charms class (the professor's office was in the west tower). He quickly bent down and bowed to the professor. Flitwick looked at him with lingering fear and smiled in return.

"Professor Flitwick, why aren't you wearing a hat?" Zhang Chun asked with a smile.

Professor Flitwick had a dark look on his face and immediately contributed 150 negative emotion points.

The Owlhouse was another large round stone house, very cold and cold. As soon as Zhang Chun entered, he was blown forward by the whistling draft.

The owl hut is the most deserted at night, because almost all the owls have gone out to look for food. Zhang Chun carefully avoided the thick droppings mixed with mouse hair on the ground and stood in the middle of the hut.

"Based on what Wangfengzhong said just now, this is one of the places with the strongest spiritual energy near the castle." Zhang Chun said to himself, "Everything else is fine, but it is best not to be disturbed by anyone during the meditation time, otherwise It’s easy to make mistakes in practice. Logically speaking, no one should come here at night to look for an owl to deliver a message, right?”

There is no glass around the shack, and the stone lantern used for owls to enter and exit blows in the wind. From time to time, straw filled with feces will be blown up, and the choking smell of raptor nests goes straight to the nose.

Zhang Chun really didn't want to practice here, but he couldn't help it. He had just discovered a place with strong spiritual energy. He wanted to see "what it feels like to have abundant spiritual energy."

Zhang Chun looked left and right, and finally found an area that was barely clean. He swept the ground repeatedly with clean straw used to make owl nests, and then sat down cross-legged.

"Magic wand!" Zhang Chun greeted with his head lowered.

The wand popped out of his robe with a pop, showing him a ?(????) as a greeting.

"I need to practice here, and your job is to stand guard for me. If someone comes over, you have to notify me in time. Do you understand?"

Magic wand: ∠(°ゝ°)

After finishing his expression, he ran out of the shed with his wand thudding.

Zhang Chun did not hesitate at this time, and immediately sat cross-legged, entering the state of Qi condensation cultivation where there is no one and no self.

As soon as he entered meditation, Zhang Chun instantly understood what "rich spiritual energy" meant...

Groups of thick spiritual energy came from the ground like blue sandstorms. He didn't pay much attention to collecting them. The mysterious blue spiritual energy had penetrated into the body and turned into large drops of true energy that flowed into the Dantian.

Σ(⊙▽⊙"a!!

(The magic wand can use emoticons, so naturally Zhang Chun can also use it)

Is this what a place with abundant spiritual energy looks like?It's so great for me to go here!

In the past, I spent an hour collecting the little devil fairies in my dormitory, but I might not be able to get as much energy as I could by collecting them here in 5 minutes!Compared with the original "Silver Blue Light" which is particularly beautiful and artistic, of course this kind of simple and crude infuriating water droplets is even better!

The Fengjianjue explains in the general outline of "Watching the Wind" that a place with abundant spiritual energy not only gathers the true energy much faster, but also improves the purity of the true energy, which is more beneficial to the meridians.Because aura is a special substance that fully reflects the "aggregation effect". The more auras gathered together, the more they can repel impurities and promote mutual sublimation. Rich aggregation can form a higher purity aura that is more conducive to practice and absorption.

Zhang Chun couldn't feel anything else at all in this owl hut. He could feel the rich and sweet spiritual energy rushing towards his face, and the clusters of cold energy flowed into his Dantian, which was particularly refreshing.At the same time, the meridians all over the body are nourished by the true energy, and they stretch their leaves toward the sun like tender seedlings under the warm sunshine in spring.

The Owlery is my paradise!

Zhang Chun smiled happily and accepted the spiritual energy that hit his face, not feeling the passage of time at all.

He only felt that his Dantian was full of energy, and the bones in his body were extremely comfortable, as if there was a refreshing feeling that made people want to open their mouths and cheer.

Suddenly, he felt as if the spiritual energy in front of him was blocked by something.Zhang Chun turned his head sideways, and the thing blocking the spiritual energy was still there. This feeling made Zhang Chun very unhappy...

What the hell?

Full of grief and anger, Zhang Chun released his trance. When he opened his eyes, he saw a person standing in front of him.Because there was no light behind him, the man's face could not be seen clearly. Zhang Chungang wanted to turn sideways to see who it was, but the man had already spoken.

"Brother Chun? What are you doing here at this time?"

Harry Potter?

The voice sounded familiar to Zhang Chun, and when he looked carefully, he saw that it was Harry. He was holding a roll of parchment in his hand.

"I...I practice here. It's the quietest here at night." Zhang Chun explained.

"Night?? It's six o'clock in the morning." Harry looked at him as if his next sentence was about to ask, "Are you okay?"

morning?

Zhang Chun was stunned, and then he realized that the morning light had penetrated through the stone mist of the owl hut. At some point, the owls had returned to their nests and covered their heads to rest. Only occasionally a few owls used their round crotches to He glared at them with amber eyes and fell asleep again.

I fell into a high degree of concentration and happily accepted the gathering of spiritual energy. I didn't expect that I practiced all night long!

This night was as short as a few minutes.

No wonder practitioners can spend many years casually once they enter trance or even retreat. The relaxation and high concentration during the practice are something ordinary people cannot feel at all.

"Zhang Chun? Why are you silent again..." Harry looked at Zhang Chun, who was sitting and staring blankly in front of him, and asked quickly.

"Oh, it's okay, I just don't feel like I have been practicing here all night." Zhang Chun quickly stood up and asked Harry without saying anything, "Good morning Harry, have you eaten?"

"Eat...what do you mean?" Harry looked at him doubtfully, and then at his clothes, with an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost.

Only then did Zhang Chun realize that his clothes were covered in specks of owl feces and even the bones of undigested field mice... It looked really disgusting.

(Negative emotion value from Harry +203)

"These damn owls." Zhang Chun wanted to wipe the feces off his body but was unable to do so.

"Go back quickly, take a shower and change clothes." Harry advised kindly.

"Oh, okay, I'll be right back... Hey, what are you doing here so early?" Zhang Chun asked.

Harry hesitated a little, paused and said, "I wanted to send a letter to a friend, a very special friend, so I came as soon as I got up."

"Okay, then you send the letter, and I'll go back to the dormitory to change clothes!" After Zhang Chun finished speaking, he waved to Harry and hurried out of the owl loft and ran down the stairs.

Just halfway through the run, his loyal wand popped into the middle of the stone stairs with a whoosh.

Wand: (*^▽^*)

"Don't be playful with me!" Zhang Chun pointed at it angrily, "I want you to watch it for me. If someone comes, let me know. Are you here?"

Wand nodded.

"Here you come? Then why did you call me."

The wand turned around and jumped to the foot of the stone steps, then jumped back and stood in front of Zhang Chun with an expression:

o(?Д?)っ!

……

Zhang Chun was speechless, thinking that this wand couldn't speak and could only show expressions, but there was really no way to tell himself...