good man story

In a way, Douglas Newman did Bella a huge favor.

"I don't have much research on transfiguration, but your idea is quite interesting." Bella said sincerely. On the edge of the black lake, there was a thick book that could kill people spread out.Douglas Newman is a person with high emotional intelligence. He knows how to advance and retreat, so he can exchange for the second opportunity to communicate with the goddess of Hogwarts.The most important thing in pursuing a high-level learning god is to listen carefully to what the other person has to say, instead of thinking about how to trick this kind of girl into bed.They don't need your approval and approval, but need you to have a certain understanding and determination of the things you put forward. The more focused you are, the more in-depth the communication will be.

"It's just a little whimsical."

This is the difference between a child and an adult.Bella concluded profoundly that as people who have lived one life, their theoretical system has already been formed, and their creative ability is different from children with naive fantasies. They live in a prescribed world and abide by the materialism that has been deeply rooted in their bones. , they can have rich knowledge and diverse experiences, but their relative creativity will decline.Bella admitted that even if she was thinking about it, she would never have thought of such a statement. It seems that the black magic she is trying to create this summer has been found, and she can completely communicate with the teacher.

"It's not whimsical, I checked some information, and some transfigurations are indeed just visual deformations of the caster, such as physical deformations, and some are physical deformations, such as Animagus, but even if I read it, the transformation is not me. For strengths, I think it is more appropriate to ask Professor McGonagall." Bella said frankly.Douglas smiled and shook his head, "I haven't asked this yet. When you have time again, we can go together. I have a class this afternoon. Are you free tomorrow afternoon?"

"No time, club activities on Wednesday tomorrow." Bella said, thinking about her schedule for this week, "This Friday afternoon, I should be fine at that time, I will wait for you in the Hogwarts hall."

"That's not good, I'll wait for you at the entrance of your Slytherin."

"That's fine," Bella said, and then Douglas asked, "You get full marks in every subject you take every year. Which of these subjects are you best at?" Asked a question unrelated to the subject.Bella spread her hands and replied, "Black magic."

Uh, should I say that it is indeed a Slytherin?Douglas thought, pushed his glasses and immediately gave the answer, "Black magic is also a kind of magic. I have a friend who is in the gate of Atlantis. He said that you will teach them black magic."

"Xin Lee?"

"Well, you know all about this?"

"He doesn't have much talent for learning black magic, but he is good at spells like confusion." Bella was telling the truth and didn't care much about these digressions.Douglas blinked, and asked again, "Will it be difficult to learn black magic?" After thinking about it, he added, "I mean, do you have to be very talented?"

"It's not very difficult. If you want to learn well, you need talent." Bella felt melancholy after finishing speaking. The teacher said that she had talent, and the only thing that hindered her was the magic power that could not grow again. Deep black magic is limited by magic power. For example, devil flame is a low level in the range of black magic, and this magic itself is divided into three stages. The primary level can be learned by individuals who study hard, and the intermediate level has strong magic power. She can also learn it, but if she is advanced, she needs talent and magic power. She was able to use high-level devil flames in her previous life, but her magic power is limited in this life. Although it is not impossible to use it, she really dare not try it before she becomes an adult.

The teacher said that she has a talent that surpasses the teacher on the way of black magic. Especially when she went there last time, the teacher praised her that her talent has surpassed the second generation of devil kings. If there is no physical restriction, there is a great possibility that she will die Black magic has gone farther than anyone else, but the problem of magic power is her main problem. If she wants to truly stand at the pinnacle of black magic, she must be prepared to pay far more than gain.

"Then do you think I have the talent to learn black magic?" Douglas asked with a smile. Bella glanced at him and shook her head decisively, "I really don't."

"Um, why? I think I'm bad enough." He said this, and Bella spread her hands and said bluntly, "You can learn black magic without being bad. Black magic is a rigorous and profound subject. Subjects, you must have a heart that is keen on exploring and discovering, and more importantly, you need to recognize yourself and have the firmness to control it. Black magic is different from white magic. White magic is gentle, but black magic is the opposite. If you hold awe If you learn black magic with a mentality, you will be controlled by black magic. What they need is a strong man who can tame them, not a servant who begs them with awe. Many people think that black magic is evil, but that is only one-sided thinking , What people see is only what black magic wants people to see, you can understand that every black magic has its own subjective consciousness, the so-called mastery is to let the subjective consciousness of black magic recognize that you can control them."

"Oh? Then how do we know that we are recognized by them?"

"To give a simple example, you should know Legilimency."

"Well, it's been used, but not 100% successful."

"The real proficiency is that the attack by this magic will directly bounce back to the caster without using this magic, and present the thoughts in the opponent's brain."

"It's kind of like Occlumency."

"Occlumency is white magic derived from the magic of Legilimency."

Douglas looked at her talking, and it was not difficult to see that the other party's love for black magic may have exceeded the scope of love, it was deep love.

"Oh, don't you think black magic is dangerous?" He said, and then, as if explaining something, he said, "I mean, since you said that black magic has self-awareness, you won't be fooled by it until you are proficient in it." And let you mistakenly think that you are already proficient in it?" It was a complicated sentence, but it was not difficult for Bella to understand, and she grinned with disdain.

"From the first day I came into contact with her, I understood the position between me and the black magic. It is I who control her, not she who controls me."

This person, no matter what the future holds, I am really lucky to be able to communicate with her like this.

Douglas thought, and was absolutely sure.

"Hey, what are you doing? I've been looking for you for a long time!" Sylvia's chilly voice came from a distance, and she strode over here with her hands in her trouser pockets.

"Why? What's the matter?" He asked naturally.

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" He replied naturally.

Sylvia glanced at the senior students on one side, and Bella explained to her, "My friend, Douglas Newman, Hufflepuff's sixth grader."

"Oh, Sylvia Potter." Sylvia said without even stretching out her hand. Douglas didn't mind, and said with a smile, "I already knew the president's name."

"Joke and laugh." He said something funny but didn't smile on his face. He sat down on the grass, flipped through the books spread on the ground twice, and asked back with a frown, "Why are you still reading the deformed book?"

"Boring, just take a look, why didn't you go find your girlfriend?"

"She's in class."

"By the way, don't you have class today?" Bella asked, and Sylvia shrugged, "It's boring, I ran away." She said and then glanced at Douglas, which meant it was obvious, why don't you get out?

Douglas has a high emotional intelligence, and he could immediately understand what the look meant, smiled without annoyance at all, and left immediately.But before he left, he said, "Friday afternoon, I'll wait for you at the Slytherin entrance."

"Well, okay."

An agreement that Sylvia didn't know, she opened her mouth where Douglas couldn't see, and waited until the boy had gone far away, and then she couldn't hear anything before asking, "Who is this kid? Are you dating him?"

"No."

"What did you talk about before? We talked for so long. I heard Rodolphs say that you went to the library in the morning and didn't go to eat at noon. Have you been with him all the time?"

"We're discussing the issue of transformation, and you're not interested even if you say it." Bella said lightly, and Sylvia curled her lips, "How do you know I'm not interested if you don't tell me!" She was so jealous that Bella could smell it even if she was a fool. Sour.Tan Tanshou appeased his girlfriend's jealousy, "He gave me an idea, whether the so-called transformation is a real physical transformation or a visual effect on wizards."

"What do you mean?"

This IQ is hopeless.Bella thought, and then explained, "To put it simply, turning a mouse into a teacup does it really change the mouse, or does it change the vision of the people who see the mouse, making them think it's a teacup instead?" Not rats."

Sylvia's eyes widened, and she blurted out, "Fuck! Illusion!"

Bella, "Huh?"

Sylvia, "Haven't heard of it? I haven't read any fantasy novels. It's a cool and domineering skill. It's the kind of advanced skill that you can't move even if you're told. Little Japan calls it illusion."

The corner of Bella's mouth twitched, "Be realistic, you can believe in fiction. I even called you, why don't you just give you a look..."

Sylvia: ...Sharingan...

Bella, "Didn't my teacher let me try to create black magic this summer? You can talk to the teacher about this idea."

Sylvia, "Well, I have a request."

Bella, "What request?"

Sylvia, "After creating that magic, can you name it Yueyue?"

Bella, "No."

Sylvia, "Why?"

Bella, "It's too ugly."

Sylvia, "How nice it sounds!"

Bella, "Tsukiyomi, why don't you say Amaterasu."

Sylvia: "(⊙o⊙)"

That's enough, bullying her doesn't know if it's a Japanese myth, but why does Sylvia add a small word every time Japan is mentioned...

Bella thought so.

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