Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 252 The curse is forbidden to be translated

"Ava. Cough cough cough."

The aftereffects of too many leeks in the Qi Chad Luo Gar almost caused Harry to show his chicken feet. He hurriedly coughed and cleared his throat, pulled out the white ivory, and switched the speed switch to single-shot mode.

Of course, destructive spells cannot be used. The most suitable spell at this moment is of course Lumos. As the first spell that the little wizard learned in the textbook, Lumos is basically not difficult to cast. Wizards can produce some light when they first come into contact with this spell. All they have to do is recite the spell correctly, and they don't even need to pay attention to how fast or hard they pull the trigger.

"Then I'll give it a try."

Harry cleared his throat again, and then spoke the translated word of the Lighting Curse in serious Chinese. This was a made-up word that had no corresponding translation in the Muggle dictionary, but the fluorescent light flickered. Most likely it won't be wrong.

"Fluorescent flashes."

Harry pulled the trigger, but no white ball of light came out of the gun.

"???"

"Lumos."

A ball of light the size of a fist appeared from the muzzle, "The wand isn't broken either."

Feeling a little confused, Harry changed the spell.

"Floating into the air."

invalid.

"Clear water is like a spring."

invalid.

"Maybe it's my translation problem?"

Harry thought about it a little unconfidently. After racking his brains for a while, he suddenly thought of a spell that was not a coined word. The translation of this spell in the Muggle dictionary had exactly the same effect as the spell itself. consistent.

Harry glanced around, but unfortunately couldn't find anything that could be used as a target for the experiment.

"Let's try to see if it can be used first."

"stupefy"

However, this spell that Harry had high hopes for was still unable to hold even half a fart in his mouth. He changed to other translation methods, but it still failed to take effect.

"why is that?"

Harry, who had been struggling for a long time but still couldn't come up with a solution, looked at the leisurely old man beside him.

"Because the English you use is a completely different type of language than the Chinese characters we use."

"Can you understand the pronunciation and meaning?"

"The Ingrich you use is phonetic writing, which is a kind of writing that uses letters to record the sounds in a language and thus record the language. Let me briefly summarize it."

The old man who put down his chopsticks seemed to have changed from an idle man to a professor at a certain university. He spoke seriously. If there was a small blackboard and a pointer at this moment, let him tap on the blackboard with one hand behind his back. , then it's more like.

"Phonetic writing is its source text. To put it bluntly, it is a set of symbols borrowed from others to record sounds. Your writing itself has no meaning. It only records the pronunciation of the word, thereby creating a connection with the meaning of the word. Association, an item corresponds to a specific word, I understand this, right?"

Harry nodded as he listened carefully to the lecture, and did not forget to translate these words to Fleur in real time. Both of them concentrated on being good students.

The old man was obviously very pleased with such a reaction. Although being a teacher may not necessarily be a good adjective, everyone has such a side in their heart. This is an act that can gain a sense of accomplishment. "Chinese characters, as well as Sumerian characters, ancient Egyptian characters, Mayan characters, etc., which are ancient and created from scratch by a certain civilization or nation, are self-originating characters. Every character, every word, contains This civilization and nation’s understanding of everything in the world.”

"One of your words refers to a specific thing. Your word is a label for recording, but our words do not refer to a single specific item. Even without combination, a word can Expressing many different things.”

"Like—"

The old man stretched out his hand and blurred a few strokes in the air, writing a word "Tao"

"It can be the laws of heaven and earth, the paths for walking, the laws of the human world, etc."

“If you want light, say what light you want.”

"For example - fluorescence -"

A faint point of light lit up on the old man's fingertips.

"-Flicker."

The tiny light spot began to flash brightly and darkly.

"Because the ways of using power are different, the media we need are also different. Your wands are made of magical wood, the magical core of magical creatures, teeth, horns, and bones, right?"

"But what we use is not just the flying swords of the past. The guns today are made of purified spiritual energy ores, refined spiritual energy gems, and the blood that gives them unique spirituality."

"It's not that you have to dig out your heart and lungs to get blood." The old man nodded, "It's that you need to take a drop of blood that contains your will, spirit, and soul, so that the cold dead thing can be endowed with your unique spirituality. .”

"Every sword that comes out of the Sword Forging Hall has awakened its own spirit. It is not only a weapon for you to kill enemies, but also a family member and friend who will accompany you throughout your life and will never betray you. If you take it away If you just let it sit on the shelf and not be of any use, then I can't possibly sell it to you, no matter how high the price is."

"Okay, boy, I drank the wine and ate the meat, but the rule cannot be broken. I can take you to see my Hidden Sword Pavilion. The flying sword used by the Qinglian Sword Immortal is stored in it. Here, I won’t let ordinary people see it.”

The old man gave him a look that said, "You're lucky, you're lucky." However, there were only a few lucky people who were allowed to visit the Hidden Sword Pavilion by the old man.

"In other words, if I can use it after I buy it, do you allow me to buy it, sir?"

"After leaving the gate of Taishi Celestial Dynasty, where else can you go to learn our techniques?" The old man rolled his eyes, "Even if you live here, if you want to learn and use Chinese, it will take less than ten years. Blurred."

Harry raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, sir, you don't mean the same thing as before. This is boring, right?"

"Then what do you want?"

"How about I show it to you? If it's interesting, can you make it easier?"

"It's interesting. I'd like to see what you're interested in."

"If you have a spacious place, I'll let you see what I mean."

Harry inserted the white ivory into the holster, then pulled out the ebony and white ivory silencer, and slapped it against his head. The two-section Elder Wand was merged into one.

The old man glanced at the small wooden stick in Harry's hand, his face expressionless, but he seemed to recognize what it was.

"Come with me."

He waved and led a few people to the back of the sword-making hall hall. There was a small square courtyard here. There were four doors connecting the open-air courtyard. There was a faint sound of blacksmithing coming from behind a certain door.

"Then here it is."

(End of this chapter)