MTL - Harry Potter’s Book of Sin-Chapter 36 Physical and spiritual connection

I came to the principal's room again, and Maca looked at the smiling Dumbledore, and felt a numb scalp.

Brain closure is difficult to practice, and his progress on this stuff can only be said to be average. But in the face of Dumbledore's mastery of ingenuity, he unconsciously wanted to use it-although Dumbledore didn't look into his heart at all.

Of course, he would definitely feel it if he said something in front of Dumbledore, which has almost become his instinct.

Now Snape was watching Xianyin Elixir not knowing what he was thinking, and Professor McGonagall was talking to Dumbledore with excitement.

After a while, Professor McGonagall left the principal's office with Dumbledore's smile. As he passed Maca, he nodded and smiled at him.

"Mr. McLean, I think you spend a lot of time learning your knowledge, and obviously it pays off." Dumbledore spoke calmly, and the smile on his face remained the same. "It was such a achievement in the first grade. This is unique in Hogwarts, and I don't think any student can stand up to you, whether in the past or the present. "

"Too much, Professor Dumbledore, I'm afraid--"

"When it is time to be proud of this, you should express it. Repression in the bottom of your heart will only let this glory rot in your heart." Dumbledore glanced deeply at Maca, "I think you should understand what I mean . "

What does Dumbledore seem to know? But what did he know?

"Uh, I think you're right ..."

Maca found that it is true that people become mature and sophisticated. In front of such people, it is difficult for them to have a little smart room to play. For example, now, he simply doesn't know what to say, he always feels that what he said is wrong.

那么 "So, Severus, what do you think about this potion of Mr. McLean?" Dumbledore turned to Snape again, and seemed to want to hear his evaluation.

Snape stared at the potion bottle in his hand for a while, then said his judgment.

"It's not so clever as to the formula and preparation of this potion," Snape said, "but its creative use of fairy wings to achieve invisible purposes is indeed commendable. In the past, this material was only Used for beauty and entertainment, no one has thought of the mysteries of fairy fairies coming from their wings. "

确实 "It's true that almost all wizards think that fairy's invisibility comes from their talent magic." Dumbledore also nodded, agreeing with Snape's statement.

Having said that, Dumbledore looked at Maca again, with a solemn look in his eyes: "Mr. McLean, I wonder if you would like to send your research results to the International Federation of Wizards for judgment? This will allow you Keeping a name in the history of potions will even allow your invention to enjoy the protection of the interests of the Federation throughout your life ... Of course, after you die, the formula will be published publicly, but I personally think that this is not bad. "

On this issue, Maca also considered it. Hearing Dumbledore's mention at this time, he naturally did not disagree.

当然 "Of course, thank you for your willingness to recommend my potion formula signature." He nodded immediately.

A wizard ’s invention requires the recommendation of a federation member to be accepted by the federation, and Dumbledore, as the current chairman of the international federation of wizards, recommends him personally.

Once Xianyin Elixir can get the affirmation of the federation, it will certainly rise in fame, which is equivalent to giving it an authoritative certification advertisement.

"It's all a lot of Jin Jialong!" Maca couldn't help thinking.

一次 This time, Dumbledore did not continue to say anything more to Maca. He asked Maca to go back and prepare three bottles of immortal potion, then let him go.

The next morning breakfast time, Maca was surrounded by Harry. Harry and Hermione kept whispering thankfully, while Ron felt guilty because the wound on his hand was not good and he couldn't help anything. Especially Hermione, she has received a lot of help from Maca in some deep learning. This incident made her grateful to Maca.

"It's almost time for the exam, let's not disturb Makar anymore!" After a few words, Hermione drove Harry and Ron back to the Gryffindor table.

Yeah, unknowingly, the exam day is coming. It wasn't until then that Maca realized afterwards that she had been in Hogwarts for almost a year. Although his learning progress is obvious to all, he feels that he has made some achievements in potion, and is otherwise average.

To put it plainly, he did not consider himself as a "first-year student" at all, but it was really no wonder that he was.

In the last period of time, everyone was nervously preparing for the upcoming exam, but Maca didn't take it seriously. He didn't think the exam was unimportant, but because he demanded too much of himself.

Maka has always felt that he may not even have reached the level of the Auror who just joined the company, and a sense of crisis is always with him. When he thought of what might happen in the future, he had an urge to apply for a time converter.

"And so far, the research progress of the Truth Scroll has no sign of nothing at all, it is simply depressed."

Maca pushed a pile of manuscript papers aside weakly, and the wind outside the window blew gently, and the pages turned with the wind. If anyone was by his side, he would be taken aback--because every page of this bound manuscript was crowded with strange symbols.

玛 After Maca tried all kinds of interpretation methods without gaining anything, he decided to try it stupidly, that is, copying. But thousands of copies of Lintong brought him, but no other feelings except upset.

"Royna Ravenclaw called it the scroll of truth, but what is truth in this world?" Maca, who had nothing to gain, could not help but start to think wildly.

He was talking, but his heart was shocked.

"Wait, I remember the first few questions of the bronze kitty ..." Maca gradually picked up those memories that he ignored, and he whispered to himself, "'All things in the world, what is truth ', My answer was-- "

"Material promotes appearance, rules of spiritual deduction ... Cyclic complementarity, symbiosis does not end?" Talking, he was a little dubious.

I said it plainly. In Maca's heart, there is no root cause at all, this is just a speculation of those profound magic theories in the forbidden area.

But now, it has become a vague breakthrough point.

也就是说 "In other words, as long as you find the connection between spirit and material, you may find something!" Although not sure, Maca was clearly excited.

之间 In the days that followed, Maca's condition was a bit unwilling to approach, because he was often in a daze, and he absolutely could not hear others talking to him during the daze. He seemed to be immersed in the strange symbols on the scroll of truth as if he had become a person.

But it's okay. Most people have a tendency to be stunned recently, because the date of the exam is getting closer.

At this time when everyone was busy preparing for their exams, a late notice of punishment was sent to Maca.

"Oh-yeah, yeah, although it doesn't seem to be deducted, I can't avoid punishment anymore, but I have set an example myself." Maca shook her head with a bitter face and shoved the note into it The jacket pocket.

At eleven o'clock that night, Maca came to the foyer and saw Filch waiting for him there.

Harry and Hermione came just as he and Filch stared at each other, followed by Neville. Of course, and Malfoy, that night he was the first to be caught by Professor McGonagall.

跟 "Follow me." Filch said, lighting a lamp and leading them out. "I think if you want to violate school rules in the future, you have to think twice, don't you, eh?"

He squinted at them and continued, "Oh-yeah! If you ask me, I have to say that work and hard work are the best teachers ... I'm sorry they abolished the old-fashioned punishment of the past. Method——Hang your wrists ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Hang you from the ceiling for a few days. I still have those chains in my office, and often oil them, maybe one day It came in handy-well, let's go, but don't think about running away. If you run away, you will not have any good fruit to eat. "

Maca didn't bother to listen to Filch's complaints and naggings, he was always hurrying up time and wanted to find some inspiration from thinking and speculation!

They strode across the dark ground. Neville kept sniffing, and Harry kept wondering what punishment they would be punished—that must be terrible, otherwise Filch's tone would not be so cheerful.

The moonlight today is very bright, but occasionally there will be clouds passing by, covering it up, leaving a dark place on the earth.

They can see the illuminated windows in Hagrid's hut, which is not difficult to find at night. Then they heard a shout from a distance.

"Is it you, Filch? Hurry up, I'm leaving."

Harry suddenly felt a joy-if they were to work with Hagrid, it wouldn't be too bad.

Immediately, his face showed such relief, but he heard Filch saying, "You thought you would have a good time with that idiot? Think about it, kid, you are going to the forbidden forest. If you can come out safely, even if I guess I was wrong. "

Hearing this, Malfoy stopped suddenly.

"Forbidden forest?" He followed, his voice was far from calm as usual, "We can't go in at midnight, everything is there-I heard there are werewolves!"

"Werewolves don't like to live in the forbidden forest," Maca said suddenly, "there is no room for them to live safely in the weekdays."