Dynavale and Hogwarts

"This is a research direction discovered through exceptions. When you study to crack the delayed-triggered spell in the future, you will find that when you destroy the magic trajectory of the spell, there is always an energy to guide the magic back on track. I will Name it will.

"The only time when the will appears in the magic spell is when the magic spell is generated. Go back to the stage of generating the magic spell and sort it out carefully, and you will find the overlooked parts.

"It requires a lot of concentration when casting a spell. We are all familiar with it, and we will follow it when we actually operate it. It is easy to be ignored. But few people think about why we need to focus because the will needs concentration to enter the spell. This is different from the emotion entering the spell. The mantra is similar.

"By studying the neglected parts, you find the will, and it also leads to a lot of thinking: does the will exist in the conscious space or the subconscious mind? What does the will contain? Is it our understanding or definition of magic?

"This is another series of topics that can be researched. Although there is no method to study it clearly yet, when there is a research method in the future, it will be a good thesis topic. So"

Dana, who was talking endlessly, suddenly closed his mouth. He realized that Jiawen was in something wrong. He seemed to be wandering in a distant place, but also seemed to have some understanding. Don't dare to disturb, just stay by and watch what happens.

Jiawen took out his wand and waved it in circles in the air, causing a large ball of bright silver mist to pour out.

This was an opportunity to summon the Patronus. Not sure if it would succeed this time, Dana watched nervously.

The mist of light was shrinking, breathing, and deforming, and soon a Sargasso monitor lizard appeared in the classroom. Other club members gathered around to watch.

Jiawen's lips trembled, and his voice was so excited that he said, "Dana, I succeeded." After saying that, he hugged Dana and jumped up and down. Dana also congratulated happily: "Congratulations", another friend summoned the patron saint

After Jiawen calmed down for a moment, he saw the club members who were surrounding the patron saint in admiration, and immediately returned to his talkative and aloof demeanor. Dana was speechless when he saw it.

It would be nice if Anthony was here, another wave of invisible slaps in the face, alas, something is not perfect.

The next day, when he met with the members of the expedition team at the Wishful Wish House, Jiawen still looked happy.

"Dana, my mother asked me to tell you that St. Mungo's has already announced the increase in the bounty to one thousand galleons," Neville said.

"Okay, I understand. Thank your mother for me."

The bounty was raised, but Dana didn't believe it and couldn't find a cure for the werewolf.

Seeing little Joseph, Dana thought of the major changes in the Slytherin Quidditch team, and asked him: "What is going on with your Quidditch team and why are you making major changes?"

"It's not because of Captain Marcus Flint. His family has received benefits from others and will naturally get something in return." Little Joseph shook his head and said, "It was all Malfoy's fault. He became a Seeker by donating broomsticks. , when other people saw it, they imitated it.”

"Then he's not afraid of affecting the performance of the Slytherin team." Jiawen seemed to have heard a fantasy, and there was such an operation.

"Compared with other houses, Slytherin's interests must be safeguarded; but compared with the interests of the family, Slytherin's interests have to lag behind. He has calculated this account very clearly." Little Joseph mocked.

As expected of Slytherin. Everyone chatted with each other for a few more words and then went to practice separately. Recently, some of them are keen on practicing Occlumency in front of the Dementors. Everyone works hard.

Dana came to the secret base, took out the magic painting tools, and took the time to finish the magic painting for the Fat Lady. Over the past week, I have seen Harvey's old smiling face every morning, with a look on his face that was hesitant to speak. It was really enough.

I stopped procrastinating. I wanted to tease Harvey a bit, but I didn't expect that I would end up in a cocoon. I decided to finish it earlier and everyone would be quiet.

Taking out the design draft, this luxurious house requires a lot of layers of magic paintings. After carefully considering everything he painted layer by layer, Dana's spirit transformed into a paintbrush that kept flying over the finished painting.

The more I draw, the more focused I become, and the smoother I draw. In addition to the paint, emotions also flow from the tip of the pen and merge into the painting. Unknowingly, Dana kept painting from morning until night. After finishing the last stroke, he stepped back and admired his work.

It's still as lifelike as ever, and the brushstrokes are more delicate and vivid than before. Drawing skills have improved. Compared with the previous paintings, there is more spirit.

This is also the first time that Dana has incorporated relevant emotions when painting the background. I don’t know what the final effect will be.

He put the scroll into the storage ring, hurriedly went to the restaurant to have dinner, then returned to the dormitory, temporarily posted the scroll on the wall, and called Harvey: "Go, call the Fat Lady, I have finished painting her magic painting. .Let her come and see.”

"Hehehe, there's no need to call, I'm right here." The fat lady appeared in the frame of the dormitory building. He said to Harvey with a smile: "Come with me to see it."

Dana was very sure, certain and certain that the two people must have a very close relationship, otherwise how could Harvey enter someone else's boudoir?

As soon as the two entered the painting, Dana heard a continuous, high-pitched scream from the Fat Lady, which made his ears hurt. He looked at the furnishings in the painting worriedly, really worried that they would not be able to withstand the sonic impact and break into pieces.

However, Dana's worries were in vain. Everything was safe and sound and had withstood the test of high-decibel sound waves.

The Fat Lady was pleasantly surprised and ran away from Harvey happily, running around the room happily, looking at this and touching that.

If a twenty-eight-year-old girl performed these actions, it would definitely be pleasing to the eye, but when the fat lady did it, it was a bit hard to describe.

But everyone has their own preferences for carrots and cabbages, so Harvey stood aside with a doting smile in his eyes.

"Ahem!" Dana coughed hard. He didn't come here to look at the fat lady's little daughter, nor did he come to eat dog food. He had a very important research mission.

"Feel carefully how it feels to stay in this room." Dana looked at the Fat Lady.

She closed her eyes in confusion and felt it, and soon said with surprise: "I feel happy, comfortable and warm."

Yes, just as I imagined. "Then why don't you try it while lying on the bed?" Dana gave a new instruction.

The fat lady glanced at Harvey shyly, lay on the bed fully clothed, and said while feeling it: "Relax, be at peace."

At this point in the experiment, the results were already clear, and Dana was not going to try anything else.

"Well, for Harvey's sake, I have designed several different dresses for you, which should have some special effects when worn. Let's stop here today. I want to give the picture to Filch. He also needs to install the picture frame and mechanism.

"If it's finished earlier, you'll have a place to stay earlier, so Harvey doesn't have to hang around in front of me all the time."

Harvey's face turned red and he kept saying thanks. He took the fat lady back to the dormitory building. Dana rolled up the scroll and went to find Filch. This matter is considered completed.