Dynavale and Hogwarts

"Magic seems to have spirituality. It becomes active due to changes in emotions, and becomes orderly due to the control of consciousness." Dana couldn't continue writing at this point. Emotions are the bridge between consciousness and magic. Consciousness controls emotions, and emotions affect magic.

Something seems wrong. Consciousness can calm down emotions, but you can control your emotions and order yourself to laugh, so you can’t laugh out loud.

Dana closed the notebook and stopped thinking. I will add more in the future as I read more books and experience more. Since the last time he experienced the natural unity of man and heaven and earth in the garden, Dana has begun to be able to directly perceive his own magic power, without having to rely on the resonance of his body to judge.

Dana knew it was a blessing. My magic power was awakened too early. Although the potential was huge, the risks were also high. If he hadn't traveled through time, and his mind was mature enough, with the mind of a two-year-old child, the emotions would come up as soon as they came up, and the magic power would explode every three days, but in the Muggle world, I'm afraid it would have cooled down very quickly.

If you want to control magic, you must first perceive it. In a state of confusion, Dana had already completed the first step.

Dana himself did not expect to be exposed to magic so quickly. The plan made before can be continued, but the study of magic knowledge must be added. There are at least two points to be clear about:

First, what is magic and what are its rules?

The second is the relationship between the courses of herbal medicine, potions, transfiguration, spells, and defense against dark arts, as well as their respective purposes and methods.

Dana added two more items to the previous three learning contents: Occlumency; Aesthetics: Music and Art; Language; The Essence of Magic; Course Connections and Purposes, and then started today's study.

If anyone saw Dana's schedule, they would never believe it belonged to a child over two years old.

Every day is filled with arrangements. The morning is basically about reading and cooking, and the afternoon is about language and art. On Saturdays and Sundays, we go to art galleries, museums, parks, cinemas, zoos, and aquariums as arranged by our parents. If we don’t go out, we listen to music at home.

The purpose of Dana learning cooking skills is naturally to have an excuse to cook Chinese cuisine in the future. It was just that she was too young, so Barbara changed the content of the cooking class to baking.

That’s it for baking. Barbara often takes a small piece of dough to Dana and lets him play with it. She only introduces the other steps and never lets Dana get started, which makes people feel a bit regretful.

Amanda is in charge of the afternoon language class. Sometimes I teach Chinese, sometimes I teach German. Recently, I have mostly been teaching German because Amanda has taught her some simple Chinese.

Dana learned English and Chinese so fast that Amanda always doubted her language talent. It was only when she was taught German that she regained some confidence, because only then did Dana act like an ordinary child.

As for art classes, Dana mainly practices by himself. Sometimes I draw, not just eggs like Leonardo da Vinci, but whatever I want to draw, and wait for Bob to come back at night to comment.

Sometimes it's sculpture. It was said to be a sculpture, but it was just tinkering around with plasticine and making out some strange things, which added a lot of laughter to Amanda.

Reading is gradually breaking away from the category of children's books. This makes Amanda a little worried about whether it will undermine the success of the project, while Bob thinks that his son can just follow his own cleverness and there is no need to worry at all.

Dana himself enjoyed it. Whether it is reading, painting or sculpting, Dana can immerse himself in it and experience the state of concentration. Nothing around him can disturb him.

No matter whether you can achieve something in the end, it is worth it just to experience this state of letting all your thoughts come to an end.

In fact, Dana also wants to add some exercise classes in the near future. Yoga is good. It only requires a mat and is not affected by the weather. The key is that you can bring Amanda with you.

It is estimated that due to the flexibility of her body in the beginning, Amanda will definitely make a lot of jokes. Haha, let her laugh at her sculptures.

Come on, let's hurt each other

Dana is going to encourage her mother to go to the gym on Saturday, find a yoga teacher, buy some teaching videos, and just practice at home.

But plans don't change quickly. That afternoon Bob came back and said happily to Amanda: "Honey, look what this is" and handed her an envelope.

Amanda opened the envelope, took out a few tickets, looked at them carefully, her expression changed from confusion to surprise: "It's the musical Cat"

She jumped up with joy, as if this was not enough to express her joy, she pulled her son around a few more times, and finally kissed her husband.

"It's great. I've wanted to see it for a long time. It caused a sensation when it premiered last year. It's hard to buy tickets."

"A business partner of mine gave it to me. He originally prepared it for himself, but unfortunately his wife was sick and God bless her for a speedy recovery. So the ticket was given to me. It is said that the location of the box is very good," Bob said.

Amanda didn't seem to hear and kept asking Bob: "Should I change my hairstyle and what clothes should I wear then?"

When Dana saw this scene, he quickly gave his father a wishful look, quickly returned to his room, patted his little heart that was still beating, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, my dead Taoist friend will not die." Pindao.

For the next few days, Amanda's mind was occupied with the musical. Dana would be distracted when giving lessons.

From my own clothes, hairstyle, shoes and jewelry; to my husband's suit, tie and leather shoes; to Dana's children's clothes, I thought about it again and again, picked and picked, and changed it again and again.

Dana couldn't understand her mother's mood, but judging from her condition, the yoga plan could only be postponed for a few days.

Bob and Dana were relieved when they finally sat in the box of this London West End theater, fully dressed. On the way, Amanda kept asking if the hairstyle looked good, if the clothes fit well, and if the jewelry was beautiful. Both of them were a little broken by the questions.

The musical is really good.

Dana watched with great interest. The actors dressed up as cats, sang or danced very well. The plot is not complicated but the atmosphere is very varied. Sometimes relaxed, sometimes cheerful, sometimes angry, sometimes nervous, sometimes funny.

Dana was fully invested in it, and his emotions kept changing with the plot. When the memory song at the end of the second act was sung, Dana felt goosebumps all over his body. He was moved by the profound emotions and impressed by the actor's wonderful performance.

The helplessness and hardship of wandering abroad, the urgency and desire to return to one's hometown, and some stubbornness that refuses to admit defeat are all clearly visible in the song.

In the end, when the cats chose to forgive and agreed that the cat would ascend to heaven and be reborn and return to the family, Dana was also deeply moved.

When it ended, the audience burst into applause, and Dana also stood up and clapped desperately.

Only then did he realize something was wrong.

Amanda was sobbing in Bob's arms. Dana had never seen her so sad. Just when she was about to ask, her father raised his index finger to his lips to signal for silence.

Dynamo didn't speak and retreated to the box door; Bob stroked his wife's back with his hand, again and again.

It took a long time, as if a century had passed, before Amanda stopped crying: "I'm sorry, Bob, I couldn't help it. I'm sorry about your suit."

Bob shook his head: "It's nothing, don't worry."

After pausing for a long time, he still asked cautiously: "I think of my family."

Amanda nodded and shook her head: "It's just a little sentimental."

"Do you want one by one?"

"No, I'm not ready to forgive them yet. Recently, I remembered something and I hate them even more."

"Okay, it's up to you." Bob supported his wife as always.

"Let's go, everyone else is gone." Amanda said sheepishly.

"It's okay, it's okay." He helped his wife walk out of the box.

At this time, Amanda saw Dana standing by the door, a little anxious. She knelt down, looked at her son and said, "Mom is fine. It's just that the actor's performance was so wonderful. Mom felt the same for a moment, so..."

Dana said nothing, kissed Amanda, and then said seriously: "Mom, I love you."

Bob also lowered his body, hugged the mother and son, and murmured: "I love you too."

Amanda's red and swollen eyes shed tears of happiness this time. They just walked out of the theater relying on each other.