HP Wendy's crossing running account

"I have a belated Christmas present for you." Dumbledore's blue eyes looked at Wendy gently.

Wendy wrinkled her nose with this kind of kindness that clearly surpassed the scope of the second disease in middle school: "But, it's already March. Are you sure it's... a Christmas present?"

"Oh, really? But I don't think it's important." Secondary Deng smiled and waved his hand.He cheerfully took out a small ball about 4 cm in diameter from his pocket.

Wendy has never seen such a mechanical beauty in the wizarding world.Three silver rings engraved with ancient runes and geometric figures are nested layer by layer on the blue sphere, and each silver ring moves in a circle at its own inherent speed, crossing each other about every 2-3 seconds , as regular as the trajectory of an artificial satellite.The blue sphere is translucent, and the small parts inside can be vaguely seen rattling and running, the most conspicuous of which is a progress bar with a uniform scale, and the black liquid freezes on the 0.5 scale.

"I'm sorry, I should have made a nice package. But, I figured I'd have to show you how to use this little guy first, and always destroy the package beforehand. So, I skipped that process."

"I don't mind, sir."

"You are always considerate." Dumbledore blinked and motioned for Wendy to stretch out her right index finger, "The spells activated are: the second rune on the outermost ring, the third rune on the second outer ring, The 2th rune on the inner ring, the 3th rune on the second outer ring, the 5th rune on the outermost ring—ah, this triangle reads delta, yes, the Greek alphabet."

After he pronounced these five sounds, the corresponding runes on the silver rings would light up automatically, and the light would connect them one by one, as if they were intertwined. "Crack" sound.

"Okay, look. Now the opening is exposed." Dumbledore carefully turned the ball upside down, and a small red circular hole could be seen.Next, he put the ball on the tip of Wendy's index finger, the red hole was facing Wendy's skin.

Wendy's sensitive fingertips immediately felt a slight pain.The fingertip was broken, and the blood flowed into the blue ball through the millimeter-scale thin tube, turned around and flowed back into her body.

"It's amazing! It's amazing!" Wendy shook her arm, and the ball was firmly stuck to her finger. "A dialysis device the size of a ping-pong ball."

Wendy's voice was very soft, so Dumbledore didn't hear the unfamiliar word "dialysis device", but continued to introduce: "I discussed your condition with Mrs. Farrell, and she seems to think that you are gradually getting better at potions. resistance, even a little bit, is not a good sign. So, my friend Mr. Flamel and I created this, we call it 'Red Storm'. It can be used to filter excess blood from your blood Magic, it might make you feel a little easier."

"'Red'? But it's clearly blue."

"When the magic power inside reaches saturation, it will turn red."

"I can also see the scale bar." Wendy said.By this time "Red Storm" had finished its work and fell off her fingers.The indicator liquid that was still around 0.5 just now has been raised to 0.7.

"Yes, you can also look at the scale bar. It can't work after the mana is saturated, and you need to release the mana in it to recycle it."

Wendy looked at the vice principal with piercing eyes.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore turned her down as expected: "I can't tell you the spell to release the magic, it's a bit dangerous. When the energy in the 'Red Storm' is saturated, you just have to ring the Transfiguration professor's office The door will do—according to my estimation, that will happen in half a year.”

Wendy thanked the professor politely, and left the transfiguration office with "Red Storm".Fox watched her haughtily, without making a sound.

Dumbledore miscalculated, Wendy thought, if the password for storing energy is the Fibonacci sequence, then the password for releasing energy is probably also a special mathematical sequence.The energy release hole is directly opposite the blood-sucking hole. Considering that the three rings are fixed by the energy release code, the entire energy discharge hole will be exposed, and the possible code options are even more limited.

"If this kind of basic digital code can't be cracked, then I am too sorry for the times." Wendy walked towards the classroom of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class while doing mental calculations, "The magic is the dialysis principle inside the red storm ball, which must involve to the magic carrier small molecule in the blood."

From winter vacation to spring semester, Wendy has been working hard.Black's small group was like a sharp sword hanging above her head, forcing her to keep moving forward.The forgotten memories have had a certain impact on them, but they can't change their deep-seated concept of bloodliness. It is hard to guarantee that Walburga will find Wendy not pleasing to the eye and want to give her some trouble.

Wendy's self-study progress has reached the level of the third grade, and Tom will only go faster.Yes, and Tom.Tom, who has fully adapted to the magic world, grew up rapidly, which also put a lot of pressure on Wendy.Deep in her character, she is very strong in learning about things, even if the opponent is the Dark Lord.

There were no major events throughout the spring, and the long-running campus life accompanied by the gradually warmer climate was like a piece of country jazz on time.

When the roses were in full bloom, the clear summer days could be felt through the thick and cold walls of the castle, and Wendy's spell of banning magic also had preliminary results.

The Room of Requirement was arranged as a blank.In the middle is an undecorated metal table.In the temperature-insulated glass box in the center of the table are hundreds of hairy crabs. The parasites with a diameter of about one millimeter are densely packed together, wriggling feebly.

Hairy crabs are small powerhouses in the magic world. They are greedy for magic power and can be found almost everywhere.Special potions for killing hairy crabs are a must for every magical family, and the price is affordable enough.All of the above are the reasons why Wendy chose hairy crabs as experimental subjects: easy to collect, safe, and sensitive to magic.

Wendy opened a small opening above the glass box, and evenly sprinkled 3 grams of flame mushroom spores in the box.There is a huge magical power contained in the crystal red powder, which has an incomparable attraction to hairy crabs.In less than 10 seconds, the spores were eaten by the hairy crabs.

Right now, the body surfaces of the little bugs in the glass box are faintly bright red, and they even start to spit out red gas.Wendy nodded in satisfaction, which was in line with her pre-calculated results: the magic power contained in 3 grams of spores is 200% of the magic power required for 17.8 hairy crabs to mutate. This amount is enough to produce changes visible to the naked eye, but not enough to cause Danger.

The preparatory work is done here.

Wendy took a deep breath, and cast her first full version of the Forbidden Curse on the insulated glass box.

"Pfft." There was a sound of rapid air flow, and a transparent "balloon" opened up with the glass box as the center, completely enveloping the glass box and the hairy crabs in it.

Like boiling oil dripping into the insect swarm, the hairy crabs squirmed wildly, but they couldn't stop the red around them from gradually dissipating.

Wendy frowned, she was equally uncomfortable.The magic power was continuously drawn from her body and shot out along the wand, just to maintain the forbidden magic field, which was no more than twenty centimeters in size.

18 seconds is the time for the red magic power dissipating in the air to disappear; 297 seconds, the red color on the crab's body surface completely disappears; 712 seconds, the hairy crabs return to the hungry state and become lifeless.Wendy interrupted the output of magic power, and about a minute later, the forbidden magic field completely dissipated in the air.

Wendy knelt and sat on the ground with a "plop".A large amount of mana was consumed, just like finishing a 3000-meter long-distance race, exhausted and refreshed.But then, the body's regulating function began to compensate for the loss of mana, blood sugar consumption, and synthesis of new mana.A violent sense of hunger hit Wendy, making her eyes go black. The research maniac who started playing tricks at the age of 4 is very experienced in this situation, and took the anti-mood potion and nitroglycerin tablets that he had prepared long ago, hoping to resist the coming angina pectoris.

This time, however, the reaction was particularly strong.

Hot, the blood is heating up, which gives Wendy the illusion of a high fever.She tried to stand up, but her feet were erratic as if she was stepping on cotton.She suddenly realized that she, too, was about to enter wizarding puberty.The average age at which the secondary development of magic power begins is between 10 and 12 years old, which happens to be the entrance age set by the world's major magic schools.

There is one last measure.

Wendy leaned against the wall, licked her dry lips, and said the opening spell of the red storm ball.

There is a reassuring tingling and coolness to the fingertips.She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She didn't know how long it took until the feeling that her internal organs were burning gradually subsided, and her back was completely wet with sweat.

"Red Tempest" is now fuchsia.Just now, it charged one-fifth of its energy, which was equivalent to her usual month's amount.

Wendy put away the red storm ball, tried her best to pack up the experimental animals and experimental equipment with the scientific literacy left in her instinct, and then left the Room of Requirement and staggered towards Ravenclaw Tower.

This won't work, Wendy thought in a daze in the darkness after the curfew, the magic power consumption of the forbidden magic spell is too huge, if you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred.

She stopped for the fifth time to support the wall to breathe, and heard an ethereal female voice from behind.

"You look like you need help."

Wendy leaned heavily against the castle wall, facing the pearly white skirt of the ghost floating in the air.It's the Gray Lady, the ghost of Ravenclaw Tower.

She raised a smile: "Good evening, Mrs. Gray."

She has said this sentence no more than one palm in the past year.Gray Lady is a cold ghost, and Wendy is a cold living person.The trait of high coldness is amplified geometrically under the law of same-sex repulsion.

Ghost still has an indifferent face: "This is the sixth time in these three months."

"Sixth time what?"

"Night tour, toss yourself to half your life."

Wendy rested against the wall enough, and continued to walk in the direction of the Ravenclaw common room.Her footsteps were light, and there was no sound in the silent darkness.

"You are doing a dangerous magic experiment." Gray Lady followed her and floated over.

"No, you can't say that. I have made strict calculations and plans for all possible risk factors, and I have voluntarily given up on designs with uncontrollable risks."

A series of professional words made Mrs. Gray silent for a while.At this time, Wendy, who had traveled a long distance, finally arrived at her destination.

Eagle Ring at the door of the common room began to speak with a melodious voice: "Which innate characteristic fundamentally determines that the centaur is an animal instead of a human being?"

"Language trap question...I think it's self-awareness."

"bingo."

Wendy was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and stumbled into it.

"You look like a human being."

Wendy didn't even have the strength to look back.Maybe it was because she was really sleepy, but she actually felt that Madam Cinder's tone was full of jealousy that couldn't be concealed.

"Greed for knowledge is your doom."

Wendy shook her head, giving her brain five seconds to process what she just heard. "I quite like this ending." She closed the door of the room firmly, "It's far better than dying ignorant."

The elegant and beautiful female ghost floated silently outside the closed door, and slowly uttered a name from her pale lips, as if she wanted to utter the melancholy of a thousand years:

"Ravenclaw."

Volume [-] Secrets of Ancestors and Ghosts