Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 85: Heart-shaking
After the sorting ceremony, Du Mu always felt that something seemed to be missing compared to the original book.

He soon realized that no ghost had appeared during the entire dinner.

Strange, what's going on?
Speaking of this, Du Mu himself walked past the school several times, and he never saw any of the portraits in the frames speak. They were all motionless, just like ordinary portraits.

Du Mu probably understood where the problem lay, so he did not follow Harry as he followed the grade head boy to the Gryffindor common room.

After all, the door of their dormitory still needs a portrait to open, so there is no need to scare them with the door lock.

At night, Du Mu continued to read materials in the library alone.

He looked at what Dumbledore had written during the day and fell into deep thought.

No wonder Luojiao has a history of hundreds of years and was established in the previous dynasty, but it has always been confined to a small area and has never expanded like a formal religion.

Outsiders don’t even know which god the Luo sect has been worshipping since the founding of the Dashun Kingdom.

Their attitude towards the outside world is closer to a sect than a religion. Their daily behavior is more like businessmen and gang members. They don’t have any catchphrases like Wuliang Tianzun or Amitabha like Taoists or monks. So sometimes, people who deal with them even forget that they have the word "teaching" above their heads.

It turns out that the main reason is that the gods themselves cannot bear it and cannot withstand too many mortals' worship.

Of course, the immortal here is just a fictitious title, and most likely just a ghost.

Du Mu put the letter away and opened the magic book that he had read halfway during the day.

After studying for this period of time, Du Mu also slightly revised his views on magic.

Before, he believed that: clear goals + high spirits + abundant magic power + physical strength = magic.

Now it seems that this summary is still a bit crude, because some spells are obviously not related to emotions, and the effects of using them are not very clear. But they can be performed through some specific intonations and rituals.

What's more, there are things like potions, which have nothing to do with emotions or magic power, but often have special effects different from ordinary spells.

However, Du Mu did not think that he could summarize some basic magic formula like Newton after just less than a month of study. He was just building his own cognitive system.

Besides, his understanding was not wrong, but incomplete. There were many aspects of magic that were purely based on knowledge rather than emotions. It was not a universal wish-granting technique, but it could indeed satisfy the wishes of many people within its scope.

So Du Mu began to study the relevant knowledge seriously, hoping to apply it to his magic power in the future.

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"Not only do emotions affect the effectiveness of spells, but spells can also affect people in turn."

“Magic is not just a tool, it is more like a wizard’s attitude towards the world.”

"When you successfully cast an Unforgivable Curse for the first time, it means that you sincerely hope to cause harm to others. The more successful your spell is, the deeper your evil intentions become."

In class, Du Mu, as a substitute teacher for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, shared his understanding of dark magic.

He already understood why the three unforgivable curses were absolutely not allowed to be released on anyone, and once released on someone, the person would have to be imprisoned in Azkaban.

And the entire magical community has almost no objection to this law.

"Magic is not a weapon that is placed on the shelf in a Muggle store for you to buy home and use for target shooting or killing."

"Even a Muggle baby can kill people with a bullet when the trigger is pulled. It has nothing to do with the user's thoughts."

"But a pure baby without evil thoughts is absolutely incapable of using the Unforgivable Curse."

In other words, your spell will only succeed if you sincerely desire to kill someone and want the other person to be tortured.

This is not a matter of free judgment, but a real exposure of one's personality and desires.

The students listened very attentively, with a few of them showing signs of lingering fear.

Maybe I was once curious about black magic.

“Of course, sometimes we have to protect ourselves.”

Du Mu said this with a smile and walked towards a huge black curtain in a classroom.

He pulled the curtain and saw a giant monster in a coma sitting in a cage.

It was not until his true face was revealed that his snoring could be heard in the classroom.

Countless timid first-year students showed fear, but only Harry looked at the troll curiously, with the same eyes as when he looked at an ordinary small animal.

Anyone who practices with the Hulk for a week will no longer be afraid of other giants shorter than 10 meters.

Du Mu took out a staff from his arms - yes, a staff, a staff that belonged to Du Mu.

At that time, Du Mu was abandoned in Diagon Alley by Dumbledore. Du Mu simply took the opportunity to buy Harry the school supplies he would need for school.

The money was still borrowed from Gringotts, but later Du Mu used Lei Xiaogu's knife to repay the debt. The goblins were not interested in gems, but were very enthusiastic about the blade material they had never seen before.

When purchasing, other school supplies were easy to deal with, but the wand needed to be personally recognized by the owner. However, Du Mu remembered the specifications of Harry's wand: the wand was 11 feet long, made of holly, and the core was the tail hair of a phoenix.

This was what he remembered after his mental power surged. At the same time, Du Mu also remembered that Voldemort made Nagini into a Horcrux after his resurrection, so he did not continue searching afterwards.

Theoretically, the only Horcruxes Voldemort had left were the diary and Harry himself.

After Du Mu bought a staff for Harry, he also tried to buy one for himself.

Unfortunately, no staff recognized Du Mu as the user.

However, although none of them recognized their master, they were all very obedient and did not dare to make any noise. It was unlike in the original movie, where several balls of magic would pop out and destroy the store as soon as Harry touched it.

They all looked dead, like real dead branches, and did not move at all in Du Mu's hands.

Du Mu was mentally prepared. This time, after his mental power surged, he closed his eyes and took the initiative to understand the structure of the staff itself.

Finally, he carefully transferred the magic power along the veins of the staff core by controlling the air, and it actually worked.

This just means that any staff is of no difference to Du Mu. He is the one who chooses the staff, and no staff is qualified to choose him.

So Du Mu bought a magic wand with dragon heart tendon as the core and white quebracho as the main body. The characteristics of this magic wand are that it is strong and has good magic power conductivity.

Du Mu waved his magic wand and used his latest little spell: "Punching and kicking."

With a few clanging sounds, the cage containing the giant monster was instantly torn into pieces.

The young wizards were all shocked, and a little girl exclaimed, "Professor! You hit the wrong spot!"

They thought Du Mu was aiming at the giant monster, but ended up hitting the iron cage.

Du Mu looked at the little girl, noticed her messy hair, and guessed that it might be Hermione.

He smiled and turned to the students, ignoring the troll who had woken up in a daze due to the loud noise.

"In the future, you may learn offensive spells such as 'Expelliarmus', 'Hanging Upside Down', 'Fainting', and 'Petrification' to protect yourself and deal with enemies."

"But sometimes, the anger inside needs to be vented and channeled, not suppressed."

At this time, the giant monster had already crawled out of the cage. He even turned around and removed a bent iron bar of the cage, using it as a weapon, and roared at the students in response: "Uh ah ah——!"

Well, not fierce at all, more like an angry old man.

The students in the front row felt the spit flying towards them, their faces turned pale, and they stood up and backed away in fear.

After the giant swung the iron rod a few times, their panic became more and more intense, and in the end almost all of them had to squeeze to the back row of the classroom.

Only Harry, still sitting in the second row, looked at the students running away in confusion.

He knew that the troll might be scary to other children, but wasn't Uncle Doo there?
It's impossible for a teacher to teach students about creatures that he can't handle, right?

Why are you so scared? It's just a teaching prop.

Seeing that the other students were scared to death, Du Mu could only call out their names, "Harry, you come." Harry immediately stood up, walked calmly to the podium, took out his wand and pointed it at the troll.

The roaring troll wanted to attack directly, but when he saw Harry's calm eyes behind his glasses, he felt guilty for a moment and lowered his voice.

Trolls are not very intelligent creatures and act almost entirely on instinct.

And its instinct told it that a creature so calm that dared to walk in front of it... often had the power to not be afraid of it at all.

The other students in the classroom looked at each other and were not so scared anymore when they saw how calm Harry was.

The way the little girls looked at Harry suddenly changed.

Originally I was just curious about the celebrity, but at this moment I just felt that the handsome young man holding up the magic wand and facing the troll was so courageous and dignified, far surpassing boys of the same age.

No, in fact, even among the elders he had met, few had the same temperament as Harry.

In fact, not to mention the little girls, many boys couldn't help but admire Harry for his courage when they saw him facing the troll without showing any fear. Two of them even blushed with excitement, wishing they were the ones standing on the podium.

Du Mu said, "Remember, emotions are related to each other. Happiness can cause fear because of the fear of loss. Fear can cause anger because humans are born with the instinct to choose 'fight or flight' when facing danger."

He raised his hand and looked at Harry, his expression serious. "Call on your anger, Harry, wherever it comes from, and repeat after me: 'Heart-shaking.'"

Harry slowly closed his eyes, not worrying about his situation at all.

He was thinking about Du Mu's words... and stirring up his anger.

But what can make me angry now?
The Dursleys?
To be honest, Harry had been feeling calm ever since he told the Dursleys that he never wanted to see them again.

He was not a petty person, and being angry at them showed that he had subconscious expectations, thinking that they should treat him better. But Harry did not have such expectations, as long as he could leave them, for Harry, this matter would be over, over, and free.

Anger at Voldemort?
Indeed, there is...

But Voldemort is already dead, and his body is torn into pieces, with his soul shattered into powder. I really don’t know how to make his death more miserable.

So Harry began to think seriously about what Du Mu had said before.

Happiness creates fear, and fear creates anger.

Are you happy now?
That was such a blessing. I was taken away from the Dursleys, had countless friends of the same age, had the guidance and protection of Uncle Dob, and now I could come to the place where my father lived when he was young to study.

Uncle Du also bought himself a thoughtful magic wand, which was extremely easy to use, but one had to be careful as one could only control it with magic power and not infuse magic power into it.

If I lose all this...

Harry's heart suddenly began to beat fast, and he almost didn't dare to continue following this fantasy.

But with Harry's current will, he could force himself to continue imagining.

Suppose all this disappeared, suppose someone destroyed the martial arts gym, killed those disabled peers, killed Uncle Du, and destroyed everything that made him feel warm.

Harry opened his eyes again, with a fascinating blazing rage flashing in his eyes. Before he could cast a spell, the troll, whose momentum was getting weaker and weaker, was startled.

"Heart-shaking!" Harry waved his wand and released his magic power in a deep voice!

In an instant, a translucent red light shot out and hit the giant monster in the face.

“Aaaaaa——!!”

The troll let out a wail. Although it looked huge in size, its mental strength was extremely weak. Suppressed by the anger that Harry had brewed, the entire monster was frightened and fled in panic. It rushed directly back into the cage, holding its head and trembling.

Du Mu smiled with satisfaction. This spell could be cast with both magic and mana. It was an idea that Du Mu extracted from when he was learning the Patronus of the Exorcist.

Since Expecto Patronus mobilizes happy memories, then Shake Your Heart uses the emotion of anger to directly collide with the opponent's spirit.

Naturally, if the person hit is someone with an extremely strong will and fearlessness in his heart...such as Snape, this spell will be useless.

This is also the reason why Du Mu uses the giant monster as a target. First of all, the target must be a hostile creature, and secondly, its will cannot be too strong.

This is also what many professors do, to build students' confidence in casting spells.

When you practice your confidence in casting spells until you take it for granted, the consistency of your spellcasting success will naturally increase.

If you worry about your spell not being successful from the beginning, the probability of failure will only be greater.

Harry cast a spell, scaring the troll so much that it pissed itself to death, and the surrounding students immediately cheered.

Except for a few Slyderins, they just looked at Harry with jealous eyes.

The Gryffindor students were extremely excited. It was the first time for them to see a little wizard facing off against a creature like a troll. They almost instantly regarded Harry as their idol.

However, with the professor present, they did not dare to act recklessly and could only return to their seats obediently under the professor's orders.

However, the atmosphere in the entire classroom was different. The students sitting in front of Harry kept looking back secretly from time to time, not to mention the students behind Harry, who focused all their attention on him, making Harry feel a little uncomfortable.

Du Mu finally concluded with a smile: "This spell is not that offensive and is very safe, but it is the best way to vent your emotions."

"In the future, if you encounter an enemy whom you wish to tear into pieces, you can use this spell."

"This spell will allow the enemy to fully experience your anger in the truest sense."

"Okay, get out of class is over."

After class, Du Mu returned to the library, but as he was walking, a white, translucent Du Mu walked out of his body and went to classrooms for other grades.

Du Mu's real body only attended Harry's class, while students from other grades should be taught by the spiritual entity.

When he reached the library, he found that Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for him.

"This class is so great that I want to hire you as the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts class on a long-term basis. What do you think?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

Du Mu smiled and shook his head: "Just like you said, it's just a trick. I repeatedly warned them not to learn the three unforgivable spells. In order to prevent those adolescent children from rebelling, I prepared this spell to help them vent their excessive emotions."

"Just for this, I created a magic trick."

Dumbledore shook his head: "I hope the professors of other classes will not think of making comparisons when they hear this."

At the end of the corridor, Snape walked by leisurely, his black robe blown up by the wind, and the whole person seemed to float and disappear around the corner, ignoring the two people standing at the door of the library.

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After Du Mu finished the class, he temporarily put aside his study of the Guardian of the Soul and returned to the martial arts hall to do something.

Something that I had agreed with Bruce a long time ago.

The high-ranking officials of the Court of Owls were escorted to Dashun and handed over to the imperial court for trial.

The reason why this was not done before was because Bruce was still interrogating them for intelligence.

In addition to matters related to the Court of Owls, Bruce seemed to know some more hidden information, which made him look very ugly, but he did not explain it in detail to Du Mu.

Du Mu did not ask any further questions. After all, it was Bruce's own responsibility.

During this time, Bruce has made the Night Owl uniform, and placed it in the Batcave along with his other Batsuits, ready to be worn as needed.

Although the Court of Owls has disappeared and the Assassin's League has almost been wiped out, except for small players from all over the world, the top leaders and backbones have been almost wiped out, but Bruce still has no time to rest.

Alfred told me that the water pipes in the city mixed with amber gold are being replaced one after another, but the influence of age cannot be eliminated. There have been several cases of crimes committed by the mentally ill recently.

For example, yesterday a man with question marks painted on his body tried to destroy the Gotham Dam and flood Gotham, but he told Batman all his plans in the form of riddles.

In the end, he had only a few teeth left.

(End of this chapter)