The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

Chapter 719 Have you considered the wedding scene?

"Legitimate Memory, with the help of magic, expands the perception of the caster into the brain of others, and studies complex emotions, memories and even thoughts based on the content of the perception feedback. The academic community has not yet classified Legilimency as black magic, but in the minds of most wizards, Legilimency is undoubtedly evil...

"Beginners practicing Legilimency should not prejudge the target's head as a book or photo album. The brain and soul are the most mysterious parts of the human body. They will not be opened to you by chanting a spell and waving a magic wand, and you can browse at will...

"Legitimate Memory is not a Pensieve, but more like a complete ritual. Legilimency must find a way to break the opponent's defense. You may have had similar experiences. When facing a wise old man or a serious parent, you feel that their eyes are sharp, as if they can see through the heart. This is also a skill to make the other party doubt themselves and reveal flaws due to emotional fluctuations...

"There is a saying in the magic world and Muggle society, "The eyes are the windows of the soul." Generally speaking, Legilimency practitioners usually choose to use their eyes as a medium, and when looking at each other, they can probe their magical perception and enter the other party's brain through the other party's eyes...

Harry held the teacup in both hands and listened seriously, but his eyes were a little distracted.

Many familiar faces and their impressive eyes flashed before his eyes: Dumbledore's blue eyes were always deep, Professor Snape's black eyes were always cold and empty, and Voldemort's vertical pupils were like a poisonous snake that chose its prey...

Did Dumbledore use Legilimency on him?

He was not sure.

The two behind him must have used it on him. Harry couldn't help but recall the memory of practicing brain occlumency in the underground classroom. Professor Snape's eyes seemed to solidify into substance and coldly drilled into his brain, and then those long-lost embarrassing memories were involuntarily revealed.

One day, an unexpected situation occurred during the practice. He used the Armor Charm to block Professor Snape's Legilimency. He seemed to have experienced that feeling. His eyes extended into another space with magic power, and those memories were like soap bubbles floating in the air...

"So you won't get any results if you close your eyes and stare blankly. You should find a practice partner and enter the other person's brain to see."

Loren's voice brought him back to reality: "Exploring the other person's brain is only the first step. Complex and diverse emotions, vast and chaotic memories, and heavy and deep thoughts, no one knows what they will see. If you want to get the information you need, you must guide it...

Harry realized belatedly that he had accidentally entered Professor Snape's mind to look through his memories of his parents. It should be the professor's suggestion. Zhou's guidance, just revealed the news to him in another way.

After listening to Loren's small class, Harry slowly came back to his senses, looked at Loren in front of him, his eyes rolled around, recalling the feeling of manipulating Legilimency, quietly exploring the strange magic -

Then it collapsed.

That time when I accidentally manipulated the magic of Legilimency during the practice, it was actually Professor Snape who helped secretly, so the movements were light and natural, as simple as drinking water and eating. Now it's my turn to try it, and the magic just came out of my eyes and collapsed.

There was a sore and uncomfortable feeling in my eyes, and Harry immediately buried his head and drank tea silently.

The crystal blue light and shadow in Loren's eyes were looming, and he moved his eyes away calmly, pretending not to care: "It's boring at the beginning of practice, you have to be patient, try more and practice more, and you will be proficient later. And I suggest you take off your glasses when practicing, so that the magic can be extended."

"Yeah! "

Harry didn't know that his roommate was proficient in Legilimency and magical perception and had seen through his tricks. He didn't have any bad intentions, but the teaching content had come to this point, and Legilimency was not a dangerous magic, so he naturally wanted to give it a try.

Harry took off his glasses and his vision became blurred. He didn't care much. He blinked twice and prepared to try again.

He slowly manipulated the magic power to penetrate his eyes and probed towards Loren in front of him. He saw a flash of white light in the haze, and his Legilimency magic probed into the somewhat confused eyes.

Floating, invading, and peeping, the subsequent actions did not encounter any obstacles, and naturally probed into the mind, as if there were no obstacles, twisting and drilling like a snake, penetrating and moistening like running water...

Groups of floating light and shadows surrounded the perception.

"It's so relaxing. "

Harry sighed softly, and inexplicably remembered what Professor Snape had said before, that this head was empty without any obstacles, and it could almost accommodate the hippogriff flying freely.

Entering the head is only the first step, and the next step is to guide it...

Harry raised his eyebrows and asked casually: "Just out of curiosity between friends, Loren, I want to ask you a question."

"Oh, tell me."

Loren, who was sitting opposite with a small hand mirror, responded. He raised his little finger and lightly tapped the handle of the mirror. The floating spell was cast on the mirror body, allowing the mirror to float in front of Harry's eyes, and he took a sip from the teacup.

Harry suppressed his snicker in his heart, and he cleared his throat: "What is the most embarrassing thing you have ever experienced?"

"Well, let me think about it."

Loren's voice was intriguing. Just when Harry was full of expectations, he heard his voice change, "What about you, Harry, what is your most embarrassing thing?"

"I want to think about it too."

This was just an excuse for Harry to delay, because he clearly felt that the memory light and shadow around him had become restless, and some soap bubble-like light mist was approaching him.

Sorry Loren, I know it's wrong, but I'm just curious and I promise I'll take a look.

Harry apologized silently in his heart, and then directed his senses towards those lights and shadows, and the picture flashed quickly:

He was chased into a tree by the watchdog Lippi, and he didn't dare to come down until late at night... He was asked a question in the first Potions class after entering school but couldn't answer it... After Quidditch, he saw Qiu Zhang fall into Cedric's arms. ...Ginny looked at him coyly, until the girl couldn't bear it anymore, she held him close to her lips, and then he backed away like an idiot.

"!!"

I thought I had forgotten these unpleasant memories!

Harry felt as if he had woken up from a nightmare. He was so excited that he immediately let go of his hand, spilling tea all over him.

It seems that Legilimency failed.

Harry hurriedly pulled his handkerchief to wipe his pants and hands. From the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of something flying past. In a flash, he turned his head and saw only the person on the chair opposite him sipping tea.

"What's wrong, is the tea too hot?"

Harry's eyes were wandering, and he felt guilty for having done something wrong. He didn't dare to look into his eyes: "That... that..."

Loren suppressed his laughter, held the tea cup, and said calmly: "Harry, I suddenly remembered something while I was drinking tea."

"What's the matter?" Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the topic changed.

"Have you ever imagined what your future wedding will look like?"

"wedding?"

Harry was a little confused, "I don't know, it might be similar to Sirius' wedding, or it might be arranged by Mrs. Weasley. Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask." Loren took another sip, "Have you ever thought about a modern wedding ceremony, held on an open lawn, with all your relatives and friends gathered together, and a big screen in front to show you and Ginny? Bits and pieces of the past.”

"sounds good."

"Leave this part to me then."

"Thank you! Loren!" Harry was very moved.

"fine."

"Speaking of weddings, I don't know how the preparations for Bill and Fleur's wedding are going. I wonder if it will be held during this holiday..."

Ancient rune classroom.

Professor Barbling's skirt trailed on the floor.

"Shasha~"

The quill traced across the parchment.

Complex and obscure runic definitions are displayed on the answer line. The writing speed is very fast, and there are more consecutive strokes between letters. The handwriting is still neat and neat, allowing people to recognize it at a glance. When a word has multiple meanings, The careful little witch will also include footnotes, which are detailed and detailed.

The course difficulty of the ancient rune improvement class has been greatly increased, the difficulty of the exam has also increased accordingly, and the question types have also changed. In the past, it was just ordinary runes and English translation, but now it has been upgraded to writing, with the theme and key points given in the questions. The exam requires you to combine your own knowledge to complete short essay writing.

Examining the candidates' mastery of ancient runes also tests the candidates' understanding of the rune era.

Hermione stared at the key words in the question and thought quietly.

The number nine in runes not only represents quantitative relationships, but also represents the magical animal Hydra. It also involves some concepts of classical philosophy. There is a lot to write about, but Hermione is a little worried about how to determine the details.

There are requirements for a minimum number of words in short essay writing. If you write too little or miss something, you will be deducted points. There is also a requirement on the upper limit of the number of words. If you write too detailed, you will be considered to be unable to distinguish priorities.

Mainly because there is not enough time.

I conceived the prototype of the short article in my mind, and after deleting it several times, deleting it again, and continuing to delete it... I recited it silently in my heart, barely compressed the number of words to within the standard range, and then slowly exhaled.

Hermione lowered her head and continued working.

Two hours later, the end-of-exam bell rang. Hermione put down her quill and flipped through the test paper. She quickly scanned it to see that no candidate information was missing, the answer numbers were not mixed up, and the paper was neat and free of ink spots.

Write down a few questions that you are not sure about, write down your own answers, and check the candidate information again...

After repeating it several times, I finally handed in the paper.

Hermione felt relaxed all over, packed up her stationery, picked up her schoolbag, said goodbye to Professor Babbling, and then turned around and walked out of the rune classroom.

"Hermione, wait!"

Professor Babuling, who was wearing a magenta dress, quickened her movements, quickly rolled up a stack of test papers, and stuffed them into a small and exquisite handbag without any hindrance. It seemed that she had also been transformed by the Traceless Stretching Charm.

She walked out of the classroom in three steps and two steps, came to Hermione, and walked side by side to the stairs with her: "I read your test paper when I was invigilating the exam, Hermione. There are two ambiguities in the translation question that were not translated. Grammar There are two verb usage errors in the question, but this test is very difficult, and you should still be ranked first in the class.”

"Professor Babbling——"

"Don't ask me exactly what went wrong, I can't remember it either."

"..."

Professor Babling felt very happy when she saw the girl's troubled expression. It was quite fun to occasionally tease the outstanding students in her class.

Unlike ordinary professors and students, they once explored the pyramid together to find out how to lift the family's blood curse. In the past few years, Hermione was also helping to manage the class as a teaching assistant. Professor Babling was very close to this know-it-all lady.

"By the way, I have something to ask you for help."

"I won't help you grade your papers."

"What are you thinking about? I'm not the kind of irresponsible professor!" Professor Barbour showed a slightly dissatisfied expression, "I want to ask you to tell your boyfriend a message."

"What message?"

"I heard that you are about to graduate, and the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center invited him to join."

"The Egyptian Alchemy Research Center?" Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"Don't think of it as a magic castle isolated from the world. The guys who promote alchemy are running around the world. In addition, Weasley's trick shop has made too much noise. Whether it is a protective suit or a communicator, it is a breakthrough in the field of alchemy..."

Professor Barbour paused, as if she suddenly remembered something, and added in a puzzled way, "It is said that Beauxbatons also have intentions. As Mr. Nicolas Flamel's alma mater, the Beauxbatons Board of Directors has close ties with the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center. They are involved in this invitation."

Hermione nodded, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"By the way, this is just my private message. Written letters will be sent out next year. We'll talk about the specific tasks we'll be responsible for later."

"..."

I walked and talked with Professor Babling. I didn't ask what the wrong questions were until we parted. I sighed and walked towards the common room.

The fat lady's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were wandering, and you could smell a faint smell of ethanol when you got close.

In the first few weeks of the Christmas holiday, I vowed to quit drinking and even changed the password to the portrait cave. As a result, it's less than half a year, and I'm drinking the wine of drunk monks again.

I must be addicted to alcohol.

I have to report this to Professor McGonagall when I have time. Forget it, this is Neville and Parvati's job.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind. Hermione lowered her head slightly and went into the portrait hole. All the exams were over. There was still some time before dinner. Many little wizards gathered in the common room, and the sound of talking and laughing was very noisy.

Walking to the window seat, I saw two figures looking at each other affectionately, very familiar.

One was Harry without glasses.

The other one is not Ginny, but Ron.

The two sat face to face, their faces close together, each other's shadows reflected in their pupils, eyebrows wrinkled, eyes deep, expressions devoted, as if they were looking at each other with a look of affection.

Hiss... not so surprising.

Hermione shook her head quickly and walked towards Loren at the next table: "What are they doing, where is Ginny?"

"Don't get me wrong, they are looking at each other affectionately, not practicing Legilimency." Loren explained.

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