hogwarts shady

Ryan doesn’t plan to inform the Priory about Quirrell’s matter for the time being.

Firstly, he had not yet decided whether to join the Priory; secondly, he had just accepted the task and completed it in the blink of an eye, which was obviously not convincing. In addition, Ryan did not have Quirrell's evidence and could not win the trust of the Priory. member.

Ryan decided to put these things aside for a while, settle down in Hogwarts for a while, and focus on improving his strength - for example, trying to learn silent casting first.

As for polyjuice potion, Ryan doesn't have a good idea yet.Moreover, if you want to buy materials, Hogsmeade is not safe now, so you can only go to Diagon Alley, and you have to ask for leave from the school. It is better to postpone it until the Christmas holiday to figure out a solution.

Ryan quietly returned to the dormitory, where the little wizards were already fast asleep.

He lay on the bed and tossed for a while, but found that he couldn't sleep.

Ryan sighed. He didn't expect that after being drained of brain power by Ravenclaw and the Priory, he was not exhausted, but had an abnormal excitement after exhaustion.

He simply stopped sleeping. After using the Silent and Breathless Curse to block out the surrounding interference, he took out the parchment and began to practice the third level of the Heart Locking Technique.

Compared with the "defense" on the second level, the third level pays more attention to "hiding". The essence of the thinking maze is to pre-construct a set sequence for the presentation of ideas.What is presented to others is irrelevant content. Even if one layer of ideological barriers is broken, it will only make the other party fall into the second layer of irrelevant thoughts.

Of course, experienced telegraphers will have a whole set of methods to deal with different types of thinking mazes. They can always quickly and accurately find the path through the maze, and finally get your "memory treasure" hidden deep in the maze.

Ryan has no doubt that Dumbledore can do this, and Voldemort's Legilimency may also be able to reach this level.

Perhaps only a master of Occlumency like Snape could survive under the hands of the Black and White Lord.

I don’t know what level Snape’s mind-locking technique has reached.Ryan guessed that he should have at least broken through the fourth level.

The book "The Art of Locking the Mind" only explains the six levels of Occlumency applications, without mentioning whether there are any higher levels above the six levels.However, the application of these six layers alone is already profound and complex enough.

Occlumency will usher in a qualitative leap at the fourth level, from mere "defense" to real "deception."

However, this is a bit too forward for Ryan.He gathered his thoughts and began to build his own memory maze.

Originally, he wanted to use various recipes as the first "shell" of the maze as usual, but considering his current identity as an Englishman, these things might be exposed instead, so he put his elementary school textbooks on the first layer. .

After encapsulating the daily memories in the second level of Hogwarts, Ryan finally felt sleepy.

He released the state of Occlumency, allowed his thoughts to spread freely, and slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Ryan felt the familiar "brain cramp"-like soreness.

However, he obviously feels much more relaxed than last week.This made Ryan not know whether to cry or laugh for a moment, and he could only sigh at the power of human adaptability.

He rubbed his forehead and took a hot shower, then returned to the dormitory to continue practicing Occlumency.

At eight o'clock, he finished work on time and called Justin to go to the kitchen for breakfast.

"Where did you go yesterday?" Justin yawned.

"It's the same thing as before." Ryan said, "From now on, I will set aside a day every weekend to study, so you don't have to look for me everywhere."

"Okay, I get it." Justin rubbed his eyes, "What are you going to do today?"

"Go to the library first to return the books. If there's nothing else to do, I'll read there." Ryan said.

"Let me tell you! You seem to be a little too busy lately...relax brother, you can't spend all your time in the library, right?"

"Besides the library, do you have anywhere else to go?" Ryan gave him a strange look, "Do you want to watch Quidditch training?"

Justin quickly shook his head and said: "Besides these, there are many things you can do, such as exploring the school, going to the kitchen to talk to the house elves, there are many things you can do."

"You seem to be very diligent in the kitchen recently." Ryan looked up and down at Justin. "Sure enough, you have gained a lot of weight. It's time for you to do some exercise."

Justin immediately grimaced. He touched his belly and had to accept the facts Ryan said.

So Justin proposed to walk around the castle, but Ryan said "Have you written your paper?" and pinned him in the library.

Ryan borrowed a few books on silent spell casting and sat down at the library table to read.

He had a faint sense of urgency. The appearance of the Priory made him discover that there were many secrets in the world. These secrets made his prophetic advantage weaker and weaker. Coupled with the influence of his butterfly, he didn't know when the plot would be lost. dividend.

Moreover, Quirrell seemed to be doing a lot of tricks behind his back, which made Ryan even more uneasy.

Improving your strength is the safest way.

Silent casting is much simpler than wandless casting. It only requires two requirements, one is familiarity with spells, and the other is the eager desire to cast the spell.

But Ryan didn't know how this wish could be called "urgent". He tried to use Occlumency to eliminate other distracting thoughts, but failed to cast an illuminating spell.

So after Tuesday's Charms class, Ryan once again asked Professor Flitwick about spell-casting techniques.

"Your learning spirit surprises me, kid." After listening to Ryan's explanation, Professor Flitwick's eyes widened in surprise, "I think you have touched the threshold of silent spellcasting, but you lack a certain level of proficiency and emotion. freed."

"Emotions?" Ryan accurately grasped the key.

Professor Flitwick had a kind smile on his wrinkled face. He found that teaching geniuses was really a comfortable thing. He said harmoniously: "Yes, it's emotions. Just like poisons and curses, you hurt The stronger the thoughts of others, the more powerful the spell. The same principle applies to silent spell casting, using strong emotional release instead of spells. Therefore, rather than lighting spells, I recommend that you practice with attack or defense spells."

"Can you guide me?" Ryan asked.

"Of course, no problem. You won't have any classes in the future, right?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"Except for the astronomy class in the evening, there are no classes in the afternoon." Ryan replied.

"Follow me to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. We need a wider space."

Professor Flitwick took off on his short legs and ran, with Ryan following behind him.

After entering the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Professor Flitwick first moved the desk to the side with a levitating spell, then spread his hands and said: "I suggest starting with the attack spell. Come on, try to attack me with the spell."

Ryan held the wand and waved it several times in succession. He could clearly feel that with the waving of the wand, the magic power in his body was continuously flowing to the top of the wand, but without speaking the spell, the magic power seemed to be blocked in the wand. Sharp, can't escape no matter what.

"Don't look at me, don't think of me as your teacher, imagine! Imagine that in front of you is the person you hate the most, and you are about to teach him a lesson!"

Ryan closed his eyes. He first made up an image of Malfoy, but there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

So he made up another image of Gwendolen, and remembered that this little girl wanted to feed him unicorn blood, which made him feel a little angry.

There was a slight light at the top of the wand, and the sharp-eyed Professor Flitwick noticed it immediately.

"Well done, kid, you've got the hang of it." Professor Flitwick said, "I think you're already very good at this level. In fact, what you need is more life experience, so that you can have enough experience. Emotional accumulation.”

Ryan nodded, dissipating the anger he had deliberately accumulated.

"Well done. I think very few seniors in the sixth grade have such a high level of understanding." Professor Flitwick patted Ryan's arm, "One or two failures are inevitable and everyone will experience it. .”

Ryan knew that Professor Flitwick was afraid that he would lose confidence. He smiled and nodded: "I will continue to work hard. By the way, Professor Flitwick, I heard that you won the duel championship when you were young?"

Professor Flitwick's beard rose up, as if someone had scratched an itch in his heart. He talked eloquently about his youthful demeanor - the excitement of the thrilling comebacks on the field, and his ascent to the championship. The shy aura of a post-cheerleader.

Ryan praised him a few times and then said: "Coach...cough...Professor, I want to learn dueling skills."