Soaring at Hogwarts

Back in class, Ian was surprised to find that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was Gilani.

Gilani taught the class about the creations of black magic.

He believed that it was too early for first-year wizards to learn how to deal with dark magic.It would be better to listen to some stories and gain insights. It would be great to be able to identify dangers and be more vigilant.

In previous classes, black magic spells and black magical creatures were discussed, but black magical creations were rarely touched upon. This happened to be Gilani's specialty, and he knew all about it.

Today we are talking about "Hands of Glory".

"The Hand of Glory has a very famous reputation, maybe you have heard of it. Its origin is not 'glorious' at all, but it is indeed a hand.

Yes, it is made by real human hands. "

The little wizards were inexplicably frightened.

"It looked like a withered human hand."

Gilani waved his wand, and a black withered hand appeared on the podium, and then floated in front of each little wizard.

Everyone winced.Even Hermione, who loves knowledge, leaned back in her chair when the hand of glory floated over.

Harry and Ron also looked like they had just seen Malfoy after leaving the hospital.

"After a candle is inserted, only the person holding it can see the light. This light can even penetrate the darkness created by most magic, which is something that most luminous spells cannot do.

Higher-level hands of glory can also open door locks and paralyze guards.The Hand of Glory is also used for lighting in some black magic rituals. "

"It sounds useful...but you have to remember the price!" Gilani lowered his voice, and then suddenly said loudly, "They come from real people! Little guys!"

Its birth was accompanied by sin, and this hand originally came from prisoners who were executed - usually by hanging - for crimes that were often murder or other serious crimes.

And the people who made them were even more cruel and ruthless. The Belgian authorities once cut off the hands and feet of living people in Africa and made them into black magic products. It was not only black wizards who did this, but many people, whether voluntarily or forced. All joined in the massacre.

This kind of cruel behavior did not stop until 30 or [-] years before you were born. Until now, most of the glorious hands in the hands of dark wizards are products of that period. "

"Were they not punished!" Harry said angrily, "Professor?"

"Many of them went crazy later. Until now, wizards in Belgium have continued to suffer revenge from African wizards.

This is all part of the price of exposure to the dark arts.Black magic will change your soul, which is the least easy to discover and take seriously, but it is also the most important. "

Gilani enlarged a picture and floated it in front of the little wizards again. This time it was not a glorious hand, but a father.

He was looking in front of him with dull eyes.At his feet was his daughter's severed, tiny hand—why not his own?

Because he has no hands anymore.

"This is why black magic is called black magic. Your parents, friends, and classmates may all become victims of black magic, just to satisfy the dark desires of a small number of people. If this desire continues to develop, it will only attract evil Self-destruction.

Remember, stay away from dark magic, little wizards.Okay, that’s it for this lesson, let’s get over. "

The little wizards shuffled out of the classroom.

…………The evil fire of the unfinished baby prevails, and the heart, ape, and wood mother support each other…………

"You're kind of scaring them, Gilani."

In the alchemy classroom, Ian met Gilani again.

"That's a good point, Gilani, but don't do it next time." Ian said half-jokingly, half-heartedly, "You scared them so much that Ernie had nightmares."

"If you do a good job of education early, you can save a lot of trouble." Gilani shook his head and said, "Okay, let's continue refining."

Gilani knocked on the stove, took out the silver-white liquid from it, and put it into a special crystal vessel.This liquid is highly corrosive and can easily change the properties of metals.

Ian had to wear dragonhide gloves to handle this, no one wanted to touch this thing with their skin.

"I thought you had social anxiety and wouldn't appear in a crowded classroom."

As Ian spoke, he carefully took the silver-white, bright metal out of his stove and wiped it dry with a linen cloth.

After drying, place the mass in the still and return it to the furnace.

"It's said that the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is cursed," Ian gossiped. "It's a good thing you're not a serious Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, otherwise you wouldn't be here next semester."

"Ha." Gilani smiled disdainfully, "Study your alchemy well, little wizard! This is not a Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"

"Okay," Ian started a new conversation, "Jilani, pay attention, I'll show you a good thing."

Ian closed his eyes, concentrated on his heart, took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth——

"what--"

But he spit out a mouthful of red flame and threw it into the alchemy furnace, and the silver metal was dyed golden red in an instant.

Gilani was amazed.

The fire-making spell was one of the first spells learned in Charms class. It was very practical, but the flames that Ian breathed out were different from it.

This is one of the results of the exploration of the magic within the body.

This is "heart fire".

Internal alchemy is often based on the five elements. Wood, fire, earth, metal, and water in the body correspond to the liver, heart, spleen, lungs, and kidneys respectively.There is a fire in the heart, and the whole body is warm.

Ian induced the heart energy to turn into fire, and created this "heart fire", which looks like the red boy in Journey to the West.

"This is what you said before, 'alchemy' in the body," Gilani rubbed his chin and said with interest, "Not bad, let me see it again."

Ian's face suddenly fell.

"It won't work, it won't work. You have to rest for a long time after using it once."

All that was consumed was Ian's own energy. If he hadn't been recuperating in the school doctor's office for so long, Ian wouldn't have used it here.

"That's okay, you little guy finally came up with something interesting," Gilani said unconcernedly and nodded, "organize it and write it into a paper - you can write a paper, right? I see you The previous time when I was sorting out the magic spells, I wrote it very well.”

Ian's face fell even further.

"I have an exam, Gilani!"

"There is still time after the exam." Gilani waved his hand and settled the matter, "Just do your hard work and leave it to me before you go home."

"Pfft~"

Along with the green smoke, a strange sound came, and the two of them looked at Ian's stove when they heard the sound.

"Oh," Gilani shook her head regretfully, "It seems you haven't mastered the fire yet, right?"

The metal had turned into a charred black mass, just like Ian's face now.

Carefully remove it and place it in a receiving container.

Gilani opened the cap of the crystal bottle and poured the silver-white liquid that he had refined previously onto it.

The black waste pieces were quickly eroded away. Gilani slowed down the pouring speed, and the charred parts were cleaned up bit by bit.

"Okay."

Gilani put the bottle away. In the container, the black waste had completely melted, leaving only a small piece of red liquid the size of a fingernail.

Clear, bright, and exuding flame-like energy.

Ian's face turned red as the red liquid gradually appeared - excited, this good news was enough to bring him a good mood across the exam week, and even Gilani's next words did not disappoint him.

"If it doesn't completely fail, do it a few more times," Gilani said. "Take it as an example and put it in the paper."