The Death Knell

After watching those glowing particles, Hermione followed the professor out of the Room of Requirement in a daze, walked down the spiral staircase to the eighth floor, and asked puzzledly:

"Professor, what kind of magic did you use just now? Aren't you unable to cast spells?"

She had known for a long time that her professor was an anti-mage, not a spellcaster at all, and the so-called 'magic' that was shown to outsiders before was all just blindfolds.

The ghost's flying curse, the ghost's water walking, either strangled or cloaked! "It's not magic, it's pure science."

In the high tower illuminated by torches, he raised his hand to pinch the cigarette **** in his mouth and put it away. Su Ming smiled and winked at the students:

"This is a new ability I have recently acquired, the dark quantum. You can think of it as a kind of tiny particle that I can control remotely and have extraordinary capabilities. It can be used to do many things."

"What, like a small drone?"

The girl thought about it. Although she is a top student, she is not a top student in science and technology. For the description of the professor, she can only think of ultra-small drones.

"It's really similar." Su Ming took out snacks from his pocket and stuffed them to his students as a reward for completing the task just now: "In short, this piece of nail grew on the hand of the transfer student hundreds of years ago. Quantum concept traces the history of its existence and the connection between it and its owner, and it also relies on this ability to allow one's sight to span time and see what happened to the transfer students in the past."

Didn't understand too well, but Hermione didn't need to understand too much by herself, she just nodded.

"So, is the transfer student dead?"

"Dead, died after sealing countless other people's emotions. What the elf told Sirius is not wrong, but the dangerous thing is not ancient magic, but the ancient magic that Isidora once collected. Huge emotions."

Walk down the stairs in a down-to-earth manner, and nod in response to the students passing by, because the students are very polite now, although they may not know Professor Wilson, but when they see an adult walking in the castle, they will still call 'Professor' '.

"I see, so these emotions"

Put away the shotgun, after all, it's not good to let children see such things as automatic wands, Hermione thought.

"That's right, after Isidora's death, these emotions poured out of her body, and then they were sealed in the deep underground of Hogwarts by the professors at that time. The deepest part is far deeper than Slytherin's chamber of secrets. Deeper."

The Supreme Sorcerer stepped down the last step, leading Hermione towards the central courtyard, and then prepared to pass through the herb greenhouse from here, and then go to the edge of the Black Lake.

"I've heard a saying in the past that unstable people are often called 'emotional craters,' so we used to live on craters?" Hermione also joked, this is a British style, no How funny.

But the professor still gave a face-saving smile, and put his hand on her head again:

"Let's put it this way, and some extreme emotions are much more terrifying than volcanoes. Your world is generally quiet and peaceful. There are no real lunatics here, not even Voldemort, but in some worlds Here, emotions make some pretty scary people.”

"Is emotion a kind of energy?" The witch thought for a while, and pulled back her drooping hair behind her ears. The small earlobe was a little red, and she put her head close to the professor's shoulder: "Ancient magic can absorb other people's emotions, and these Emotions can strengthen Isidora's power, so there is a high probability that emotions should be a kind of energy that can be used by wizards?"

"Your guess is correct, so let me tell you."

Su Ming thought for a while, then raised his hand. His fingers looked slender after the gauntlet was removed, and he waved it in front of the girl again. Then, as if by magic, a different color appeared on each finger. ring:

"These things are lamp rings, and they can be charged with various emotions to help the wearer gain strength, or to manifest things in the mind."

"This is so beautiful, why is it the brightest?" The girl poked the golden ring with her slender fingers, and it looked

Unlike other colorful rings: "Other rings look like plastic or glass, but it's like... some kind of metal with energy."

"This is the yellow light ring. It can absorb fear and convert it into usable energy, whether it is the fear of others or my own." Su Ming opened his hand, looked at the ring on his finger, and said with a smile: "I have the best compatibility with it. People are always afraid of the death knell suddenly ringing in their ears."

"Then, professor, do you have something to be afraid of yourself?" The witch blinked. At this time, the two walked out of the side door of the castle and came to the central courtyard.

There is a beautiful mermaid fountain here, which is transforming to music and water at this time.

"Of course, girl. I've always said that I'm an ordinary person, so I naturally have various emotions." Su Ming identified the corridor that was always changing directions, and determined the direction to go next: "I'm afraid of something. I am also afraid of something not happening, and, as a creature, I am also afraid of death.”

"Hee hee!" Hermione laughed, because she really didn't know that her professor might die, he was so powerful and almost omnipotent.

"In short, let's get down to business. Let me show you the power of emotions. It's more intuitive to look at it directly." So saying, he activated the yellow light ring, and used the light ring energy tool to display a small fighter jet model. Looking at the corner of the lawn in the courtyard, an unlucky dogtail grass launched a miniature missile mounted under the wing~www.NovelMTL.com~ With a small golden cloud of explosion rising, the grass disappeared. There was only a round hole the size of a mouse hole left in place.

"It looks... very cute." Miss Minister looked at the hole, covered her small mouth, and her eyes were crescent-shaped: "Sure enough, men like weapons and equipment, as well as models."

"This is just to show you the application of emotional energy. If I want, I can make this plane bigger than the earth."

Su Ming put away the projector, and several light rings disappeared on his fingers one by one, as if they were invisible: "The power of emotions may not be advanced, but if you use it well, it can be said to be a fast lane to the multiverse level. .”

"Ah, then this is not so cute." Hermione opened her mouth and imagined the appearance of the huge fighter: "Although I think the way of using emotions in ancient magic should be different from this, but I have already realized the importance of emotions." It’s dangerous, we really have to hold it in our hands.”

The two walked through the garden and walked into another corridor. The sound of footsteps gradually covered the conversation, and only the large and small black shadows behind them dragged for a long time in the sunlight.