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Browder couldn't figure out the details of the young man in front of him. He was still a student from Durmstrang. He was a little hesitant. However, he thought that he was a professor. To be a professor, you should behave like a professor. When there are students, Of course you cannot refuse to ask yourself questions.

"Okay, what do you want to discuss with me? Let me tell you in advance that if I find your question boring, I will stop this conversation early. After all, I still need to study my own things."

Browder’s attitude is very clear. It’s not that I don’t want to communicate with students, but I don’t have the energy to communicate with all students about boring questions. As long as your questions are insightful and groundbreaking enough, I will be very happy to communicate with you. .

"It doesn't matter, I believe you will have a great time chatting with me." Tommy smiled slightly, obviously very confident in himself.

Soon, both of them were a little surprised and found that the other party was not a bluffing person. He obviously had his own understanding of magic.

Browder also discovered that this child's comprehension ability seemed to be much better than other students, so the two had an unusual discussion about the mist illusion magic invented by Browder.

"So, the sunlight we usually see actually has seven colors, and all objects themselves have no color, but they will reflect specific colors into our eyes, and then let us see the world." Tang Mi's explanation to Browder was clear to the point, as if an outstanding student came to the teacher to start a small project.

"That's right," Browder nodded. "Black is because it absorbs all light and then reflects it. You should have seen a paintbrush. Use all colors of paintbrushes to point at the same place. The last point is It will turn black.”

Tommy thought about it and nodded with deep understanding, saying that Browder was simply an observer of life and he could detect this.

"These are the results of Muggle research," Browder said. "There are so many Muggles, there will always be many geniuses. They can't use magic like us, but they can use magic with the help of magic." The forces of nature work magic.”

"According to what you said, it is actually very possible that each of us is uniquely color blind. For example, a person has seen the two colors [red] and white [white] wrong since he was a child, but under the guidance of adults, he I have been referring to [red] as white since I was a child, but no one can spot this problem, right?"

Browder feels that this question is a bit convoluted: "Although this question is of great academic significance, it has no practical significance. In society, it doesn't matter what your essence is. The most important thing is what everyone thinks you are. Even if you You are essentially a child, but in everyone’s eyes you are a monster.”

Browder was thinking of Harry when he said this. Although Harry is very well-known, when he becomes a werewolf, there will still be wizards who exclude him for this reason. This is the difference between you and others in their eyes. .

But Tommy was stunned for a moment. He thought of the time when he was in the orphanage. Wasn't he similar to what Browder said at that time?

But Tommy soon felt relieved. He was originally a defective product, and he couldn't understand because he was emotionally deficient.

"But this has nothing to do with our illusion. The original intention of my illusion is that what the eyes see may not be true."

Browder feels that he likes this student a little bit. He is talented and smart, and he can show it clearly. It can make Browder experience the sense of accomplishment of becoming a teacher.

"However, I always feel that my world is a little bit different." Tommy said the real purpose of coming here. "I can guarantee that the similarity of the world I restored is absolutely very high, but there are always some details in it. It will make people see flaws, even children who are still attending Hogwarts can see it!"

Browder laughed: "I didn't expect you to be quite loud. Please show me your illusion magic briefly."

Tommy quickly created a thick fog, which changed and immediately formed the shape of a person.

Browder nodded with satisfaction. At this level, he can basically pass his midterm exam. He is only a first-year student!

Sure enough, genius does exist.

Then, Tommy cast magic and began to change the appearance of the thick fog, and finally it turned into the shape of Igor, the principal of Durmstrang, except that the nose was a bit small.

Igor still held his stupid cane, played with it a few times, bowed gracefully, then left and disappeared.

Browder nodded. Judging from the appearance alone, this Igor can be said to be perfect. Except for that small flaw, even the most picky connoisseur can't find anything wrong with it.

"Very good, you can almost make it look exactly the same on the surface. I also know what your problem is."

Tommy put away his wand and asked eagerly, "What's the problem?"

"That is human breath. You know, in the magical world, every living creature has its own breath. This is the most essential difference between life and dead things. You have to know, what we want to do It’s a completely real simulation, not just a painter or a sculptor.”

"To give a simple example, when someone is behind you, your body will react a little. Everyone's reaction is different, but keen people can even feel creatures far away, even if their eyes I didn’t see it. This is the breath of life.”

"In Muggle terms, that is that a creature is always exchanging materials with the outside world, so a creature should be in a state of absolute motion. And what you just showed seems to be moving on the surface. , in fact, he is dead, so it looks a bit incongruous."

After listening to Browder's explanation, Tommy's face showed an expression of realization.

Based on the actual situation, he quickly found the reason. This is the skill of water mill. It requires a talented wizard like Tommy to keep trying to finally reach a perfect situation.

After solving the confusion in his heart, Tommy bowed to Browder politely. He felt that he really came to the right place this time!

To be able to learn the essence of such a powerful and practical magic will make everything easier in the future.

Countless thoughts flashed through Tommy's mind, all thinking about how to use this illusion spell to help him obtain more benefits.

You have to experiment to see how far you can make wizards like Dumbledore think it is true. If you can fool the old man, everything will go very smoothly for you.

Tommy was in a very happy mood. This was the happiest day since he came to Hogwarts.

Browder looked at Tommy's leaving figure and thought: Should he tell him that the Igor he transformed was a strange version with a small nose?

Walking in the corridor, a frizzy figure rushed over when he turned a corner. Tommy frowned and ducked behind him. The little man directly bumped into Malfoy behind him.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Malfoy was in great pain from being hit, holding his stomach and looking at the initiator.

She is a little witch with hair as fluffy as instant noodles and a Gryffindor scarf around her neck.

"I'm sorry!" Hermione had tears on her face. She didn't expect to bump into someone, and she apologized to Malfoy while crying.

Malfoy was in a bad mood. He had been waiting for Tommy outside Browder's door for a long time and was already impatient. At this time, he was bumped by Hermione again and immediately started to curse.

"Hey! Miss Know-it-all, have your eyes been sucked away by the books! If everyone walks like you in the future, won't the school hospital be full?"

"I'm telling you, a reckless lion like you doesn't deserve to be at Hogwarts, do you hear me? You disgusting Mudblood!"

Malfoy said those three words without hesitation. Hermione was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.

Today had been a terrible day for Hermione.

Originally, Hermione was an ordinary wizard who liked to learn. Coming from a Muggle family, she was both excited and scared when she came into contact with the magical world. After coming to the strange world of Hogwarts, no one wanted to be friends with her. Originally, Hermione Psychologically very fragile.

In addition, I corrected Ron's pronunciation in the Charms class just now. When I left the classroom, I was offended by what Ron said. When I was running away crying, I bumped into Malfoy again and was called the last one. Insulting words.

This time Hermione really broke her defense.

She was just a child, coming to this strange and malicious magical world alone. The reality almost crushed this poor little girl.

She could no longer control the grief and anger in her heart, and ran away crying.

Tommy looked at Hermione's leaving figure thoughtfully. He had an inexplicable feeling that this little girl was very annoying, as annoying as the trio of Gryffindors, Harry, Ron, and Neville. The urge to kill this girl.

"Did you just call her a Mudblood?" Tommy asked Malfoy, showing no emotion or anger.

Malfoy immediately showed a flattering smile, as if the place where Hermione hit him didn't hurt much: "Yes, her parents are not wizards, they are real mudbloods!"

"Is that so..."

Tommy's hoarse voice spit out a few notes uncontrollably.

"Sir? What did you just say?" The Malfoy trio did not understand what Tommy meant.

"Nothing. I just feel that this Halloween seems a bit boring. It's time to find some fun for everyone at night." Tommy said nothing more and turned around to leave.

The three Malfoys didn't know what was happening and quickly followed them.

On the way, they seemed to hear the sound of something rubbing against metal, which was so harsh.