trainer at hogwarts

Seeing that Crystal was on the verge of breaking out, Morris decided to reluctantly explain something to her.

"When I first got this information a few days ago, I thought Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw mainly studied optics, which contained many theorems about light. But if I study it more carefully, I can find that she studied It’s not light, it’s moonlight.”

"moonlight"

"That's right, and it's a specific kind of moonlight." Seeing that Kristal didn't quite understand, Morris sighed and slowed down, "On the surface, these things are covered with light trails, but If you look carefully, these pictures are all the same except for the change in angle." Morris picked out a few typical cases for Kristal to see.

"That can't have anything to do with moonlight." Crystal was still puzzled. "You can't just classify these as moonlight just because we relied on moonlight to get the marks that day."

"Of course they are not mixed up," Morris said. "If you look at these pictures, stacked together, you can see that the light source is shining from a high place."

Kristal followed the instructions and tried to stack several pictures together. Under the candlelight, it was obvious that she could see a luminous object hanging high in the sky, illuminating everything around her.

"But" Kristal wondered, "Why aren't there some places? The lightless direction on the right seems to be broken."

"There is a shelter," Morris replied.

"What kind of shelter is not shown in the picture?" Crystal asked.

"The drawing is on the library and the book." Morris said, "The book can be said to be a puzzle piece. The things on each page are not independent, but need to be reintegrated into the whole book. It may be Let’s test the discoverer’s memory and spatial imagination.”

Kristal pursed her lips and whispered: "I don't understand very well."

Morris waved his hand and said: "I didn't expect it to be so complicated. I need to tear out each page and rearrange it to form a new picture."

Crystal was shocked: "You tore up that book"

"Yeah." Morris nodded and admitted.

In fact, he photocopied one side of the book and put it together one by one and discovered that it was a painting. He then dared to tear the book apart after obtaining other supporting evidence. However, these were not suitable to be told out loud, as they were out of character.

"I studied divination." Morris explained.

Krystal stretched out her hand: "Now, let me see the book."

"Don't worry, it's fine." Morris took out the book from behind and handed it to Crystal.

"This is that book." Kristal held a silver-edged book with blue edges in her hands. Her big eyes were filled with the words "I haven't read much, don't lie to me." "This is obviously different, okay?" Maybe not as good as you, but please don’t insult my IQ.”

Morris spread his hands: "I'm not lying to you. After reassembly, it turned into this. You can open it and take a look."

Krystal opened the book hesitantly, and what she saw was not the messy lines before, but a

"Ah ah ah"

A strong suction force appeared from the center of the book. The unsuspecting Kristal was frightened and subconsciously grabbed something next to her.

"Hey" Morris protested, what's wrong with you? Why did you pull me? Before they could get rid of it, the two of them were sucked into the book together.

Soon, they both fell onto a soft lawn.

"What are you doing?" Maurice rubbed his sore butt angrily. He had already fallen once before. He wanted to trick Kristal so that he could have a better balance in his mind, but he didn't expect that he would fall a second time. .

"I, I'm not prepared."

Kristal said embarrassedly. She was not shameless enough to rub her butt in front of others, so she could only sit on the grass crookedly.

Morris looked up to the sky and sighed, what kind of fate is this.

"Get up quickly. Now that you're here, I'll take you to have a look." Morris stretched out a hand towards Kristal.

Kristal hesitated for a moment, then pulled back and reluctantly stood up. Just when he was about to say thank you, Morris withdrew his hand.

Kristal: ""

"This is the world inside the book. The messy lines we saw at the beginning can be said to be a simple drawing of this world." Morris began to act as a commentator on his own, "When I put this painting together When you open it, it automatically changes into the shape of that book, and as long as you open the book, you can be transported to this space by the book."

Crystal limped behind: "It's so magical that we are in the book now"

Morris paused for a moment, is it magical? Maybe it felt magical the first time I experienced it, but after thinking about it, it was nothing more than that.

"Then where is this place?" After experiencing the first wave of fright, Kristal's curiosity was aroused again.

"I'm not very sure, but I guess" Morris frowned, "it might be a stream."

Crystal nodded thoughtfully, then thought of something and suddenly raised her head and asked: "Why are you so familiar with Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw? Even if you have read the information during this time, it is impossible." Finished reading”

"I have a photographic memory." Morris chuckled, "Relax, there is no danger here, it's just one"

"a what"

"Well" Morris tried to think of a suitable word. When he came here for the first time, Gardevoir told him that everything here was real and fake at the same time, and it could be experienced as an immersive movie. But the amazing thing is that you can communicate with NPCs in the plot here, but the content of the communication can only be limited to the content that the NPC has set.

"Some memories that can be communicated with people." Morris explained.

Kristal nodded in understanding, then this was almost like a painting hanging in school or at home.

"It's so big here," Kristal exclaimed, "and it's also so beautiful."

Morris nodded. The environment here is indeed good, with green mountains, green water and groves, which is very suitable for retirement. When you retire at the age of thirty, you can find a place like this in the real world, find someone to build a small house, and live a happy life.

"You can reach the lake by walking straight ahead from here." Morris pointed the way as he walked. "It takes about three minutes."

Crystal: "So do we have a time limit here?"

Morris shook his head: "I don't know, theoretically there should be."

When he went in and out last time, he found that the gloss on the cover of the book was a little less, probably because some of the magic power of the book's memory was consumed, but after a few days of storage, the gloss gradually returned.

It's like a solar power bank, no, the moon can power a power bank.