Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Zhang Xiao stood up and bowed slightly:

"Professor, I seemed to feel the mouse's resistance during the transformation. I'm thinking whether this is the reason why the transformation failed!"

Professor McGonagall's thin lips curved, and she nodded appreciatively:

"That's right, MR Zhang. I originally wanted to give you a hint, but you have discovered the problem yourself. Five points for Slytherin."

Zhang Xiao frowned slightly and said with some confusion:

"Professor, I still don't understand. Can the mouse's resistance affect the effectiveness of the spell?

Those offensive spells such as falling unconscious and being broken into pieces are all cast on humans. Their resistance should be much greater than that of mice, right?

Why not resist the spell? "

Professor McGonagall also raised her eyebrows. She looked at Zhang Xiao and suddenly asked:

"MR Zhang, when do you think people's emotions and attention are purest and strongest?"

When are emotions and attention at their purest and most intense?

Sadness, despair, pain? Zhang Xiao pondered for a while, but before he could figure out the answer, Professor McGonagall said bluntly:

"It's time to attack others, MR Zhang. Think carefully about whether you have a strong will when you transform."

Professor McGonagall suddenly stopped talking. She seemed to feel that she had said a little too much. She said, "Continue to think about it and try more." Then she turned and left.

Zhang Xiao, who was thoughtful, was left behind.

Although Professor McGonagall only said one or two sentences, the amount of information was quite large. At least Zhang Xiao was able to infer a lot of things from it.

The purity and intensity of emotion and attention, does this mean that the power of the spell is actually greatly affected by these two factors?

What about magic? Doesn't magic affect it?

Zhang Xiao has always believed that the strength of magic is actually the dual function of emotion and magic power. Under the same magic power output, the stronger the emotion, the stronger the power.

So when my dad asked, "How is the strength of magic defined?"

Only then would he subconsciously answer, "The strength of magic depends on the control of the heart." The heart here refers to emotions.

After a while, Zhang Xiao was shocked. He carefully recalled the memories of his previous life. Although many details were a bit vague, it seemed that he had never seen the concept of magic in the original work.

So why do I instinctively think that the power of wizards is related to magic? Where did I get this concept of magic?

After thinking hard for a while, Zhang Xiao suddenly slapped his thigh and solved the case!

This is such a fan creation! ! !

Sometimes he was confused when reading it, and often regarded the second creation setting as the setting of the original novel. He seemed to have read more than one novel with magical settings.

In addition, too much time has passed, and I really thought that the wizards had magic power in their bodies.

Then another question emerged.

Since there is no magic power, why can Malfoy only cast 30 spells, while he can cast nearly 50 spells?

Could it be illusory spiritual power?

He scratched his head in distress. After learning magic for more than four months, coupled with the messy information he received in his previous life, he not only failed to understand what magic was.

Instead, I became even more confused!

He sighed and put the question aside. For a first-year wizard who had not learned a few magics, even if he had a lifetime of experience, it was still a dream to figure out a huge system in such a short period of time.

Bringing his attention back to the present, he once again began to think about how to successfully transform the little mouse.

According to Professor McGonagall, is there the same strong and pure desire when transforming as when attacking?

So what the professor means is that living things are different from dead things. Dead things will not resist, so as long as you visualize carefully enough, you can successfully transform.

But living creatures will resist instinctively. Even a mouse will struggle and interfere with the spell.

So, I should add my own strong will to the spell to defeat the mouse’s will to resist?

Although he didn't quite understand it, Zhang Xiao was shocked.

Is this how a wizard thinks? I don’t care if you want it or not, but that’s what I want to do anyway?

After "I am thinking", another famous saying of the wizard appears:

I want what I feel, not what you feel.

Whether it is right or not, you will know after giving it a try.

Zhang Xiao stared at the poor little white mouse holding the peanut tightly with his eyes wide open. He was already very familiar with the image of the goblet.

Even the distribution of attention has become increasingly proficient under the training of Taoist meditation.

This time, he injecting soul into the curse 'viciously' in his heart:

"No matter what, I just want a goblet!"

"Vera Verto!"

As the white mouse squeaked, as the light dissipated, a goblet appeared in front of Zhang Xiao.

Although it is very simple, it is indeed a goblet, a complete goblet.

Zhang Xiao looked at it with a complicated expression, his heart filled with messy thoughts.

Still...really successful? What principle is this based on?

Not far away, Professor McGonagall, who had been quietly paying attention to him, suddenly showed a pleased smile, but no one saw it.

It was not until lunch that Zhang Xiao broke away from the chaotic emotions. As the exam approached, the professors finally started to learn from their colleagues in the far East.

They had a ton of homework and the Easter holidays weren't nearly as fun as Christmas.

It's hard to rest easily when there are little wizards everywhere reciting the twelve uses of dragon's blood, or practicing the movements of their wands.

Most of Zhang Xiao's free time is also occupied by these homeworks. Even if completing the homework does not require too much brain, the words still have to be written.

The three little ones have always been mysterious lately, and I don’t know what they are up to.

Because of the relationship between the colleges, Zhang Xiao and Audio-Technica actually didn't meet many times. Except for the restaurant and the two colleges that happened to have classes together, they spent the rest of the time in the common room.

This is also what Zhang Xiao is very critical of the Hogwarts house system. How can students communicate with each other if the divisions are so severe? Not to mention there’s a curfew!

During the occasional encounters, Ron seemed hesitant to speak, as if he wanted to say something, but was always stopped by Hermione.

However, they asked about the badge once, but after learning that the Qingluan Club was temporarily limited to Slytherins, they didn't mention it again.

Um? The little secret of three people?

What is it? Could it be a dragon egg? Counting the days, it seems it should be this time?

Zhang Xiao was a little unsure, so during a meeting, he asked directly:

"Harry, are Hagrid's eggs about to hatch?"

The three little ones opposite could not help but open their mouths and stared at him blankly.

Harry finally closed his mouth and asked stammeringly:

"What, what egg?"

Hermione looked at Harry and Ron even more suspiciously, as if she wanted to confirm who had leaked the secret.

Ron swallowed and whispered:

"Dude, you know everything?"

Is it really about dragon eggs?

Zhang Xiao said haha:

"Hasn't Hagrid always wanted a dragon egg? He can't hide his words. I guessed it when I saw him happily holding a pile of dragon-raising books that day."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the secret was not revealed by the three of them, she wring her fingers and said embarrassedly:

"Zhang, actually we have been hesitating whether to tell you or not. Harry and Ron have also been wanting to tell you. We didn't mean to hide it from you."

Next to them, Ron and Harry kept nodding.

The little witch took a deep breath, with determination in her eyes, and lowered her head slightly:

"But Hagrid asked us to keep it secret. You know, those are dragon eggs. Breeding dragon eggs privately violates at least more than 20 laws!

If leaked, Hagrid might be imprisoned in Azkaban!

We, we don't want any harm to come to Hagrid, he's a kind man.

So please forgive our secrecy! "

Suddenly she felt an extra hand on the top of her head and rubbed it, followed by Zhang Xiao's gentle voice:

"There's no need to apologize Hermione, and Harry, and Ron, and never apologize for something you didn't do wrong if your friends blame you for it.

So let me give you a piece of advice, give up on this friend. "

Hermione raised her head in surprise, her mouth slightly opened in surprise.

Harry and Ron also nodded, but they didn't care about Zhang Xiaorua and Hermione's head at all.

Damn it, Hermione's furry head in front of him looked just like the cat he had in his previous life, and he couldn't help but squirm.

He calmly retracted his hand and watched Hermione glare at him angrily.

Zhang Xiao coughed twice tactically and said seriously:

"Ahem. When will Hagrid's eggs hatch?"

Harry raised a small piece of paper and waved it at him:

"Now!"

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The heroine has not been decided, or there may not be a heroine. If the protagonist wants to fall in love, he will find it by himself. It depends on his own wishes.

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