Magic is an art, and every slight flutter has the potential to bloom into a different flower.

In order to elaborate on this disorderly art of nature, and to turn it into knowledge that can be passed on, wizards invented scripts, invented spells, and developed a variety of magical languages and spell-casting gestures.

Therefore, the older the text, the more rigorous and old-fashioned its pronunciation and grammar become, even if it is just an extra arc or a light sound, the meaning and form of the expression will change dramatically.

The inheritance of the ancient runi script is like a sound game, a letter always corresponds to a fixed pronunciation, once there is a fallacy in a syllable, then the magic of this character is likely to be completely extinguished in the long river of history.

At least, for a long time, both Grindelwald and the wizarding world as a whole had been thinking so.

Until......

“rua！”

Elena puffed out her cheeks with a serious face, raised her little paws in imitation of Grindelwald's previous posture, and let out a roar like that of a freshly weaned little monster.

A faint light, barely noticeable from the girl's fingertips, flashed wildly from the girl's fingertips.

"I'll repeat one last time, it's your Wyrd, not Rua!"

Grindelwald held back his anger and looked at the white-haired ball in front of him and said, he couldn't remember if this was the fifth or tenth time he corrected the girl's wrong pronunciation.

Whether it was her ability to imitate characters or understand the meaning of the ancient Phrsak, Elena showed an amazing talent for learning, but when it came time to start practicing pronunciation, a major disagreement arose between the two.

"But...... According to the pronunciation you said, the fingers don't light up. You wonder if it's been too long, so I'm mistaken. Elena cautiously glanced at the unkind-looking Grindelwald and retorted rather unconvinced.

The easiest and most straightforward way to tell if a spell is effective is to look at the magic light.

Although she didn't know which link went wrong, one thing was for sure, the long-standing pronunciation of the "correct" magic text in Grindelwald's mouth didn't move at all, but it was her own whimsical "rua", which could emit a faint light.

"No way, the most favorable evidence is that I can show it. ”

Grindelwald replied without hesitation, the first time he taught Elena, he was faced with a challenge to his dignity, and it was still in his best field, which could not help but make the old wizard's mood a little impetuous.

As a UR magic that has derived countless medical spells, the most obvious effect is its powerful healing power, however, Grindelwald did not feel any healing magic effects from the light that appeared from Elena's fingertips.

Based on this, he could deduce that Elena's magic must have gone wrong.

"As for the little light you show......"

Grindelwald frowned, thought about it carefully, and said in a firm tone, "It should just be a magical riot caused by a mispronunciation, and it doesn't have much to do with the ancient Fersak language in your mouth." Let's skip this question for the time being, and let's move on to the next ......."

Even today, no one has been able to fully decipher the essence of magic, and it is normal for a few magical accidents to occur due to various factors.

“rua！”

Elena raised her two little paws and shook them demonstratively in front of Grindelwald's eyes, and the faint light flashed again.

"But...... You know, ten consecutive occurrences of the same causal relationship have preliminarily met the most basic [principle of repeatability], and in any case, it can't be explained by a simple accident, right?"

"I said, it's not rua! don't bother me with such ridiculous animal sounds. ”

Grindelwald frowned, repeated again in an impatient tone, his dry index fingers twisted together as if trying to restrain his emotions.

"Then you have to explain to me, what's the ...... of always rejecting my point of view like a repeater"

Elena also crossed her arms a little angrily, and if there was anything more annoying to her than this kind of amid attitude, it was the way of answering in the same way as a repeater.

Wait – repeater?

The girl glanced at Grindelwald, whose face was clouded, and suddenly realized a strange situation, according to Grindelwald's personality and attitude towards magic, there was no reason to show such a powerless response in the face of her unrelenting questioning.

Unless......

"You've already tried it secretly, haven't you?" Elena's mouth curled slightly, and her little head jerked in front of the old man, revealing a wicked smile, "Every time you repeat my pronunciation, you're not sure yourself, right?"

Hearing Elena's words, Grindelwald's face couldn't help but stiffen, and then he suddenly raised his face and denied, "How is it possible, I won't make such a shameful sound." Magic is a rigorous ......"

"Alright, it's just the two of us, let's be honest. ”

Looking at the arrogant old man in front of her, Elena shook her head quite amusedly, and hammered the old man's shoulder socket lightly, it seems that Grindelwald should also be confused.

Click.

Bang!

As the girl's small fist gently landed on Grindelwald, the old man who was originally sitting in the soft armchair with his brows tightly locked suddenly changed his face, accompanied by a crisp bone crisp sound, and raised his head in anger, "You! ”

The next moment, I saw Grindelwald fly out with the chair and slammed it into the wall on the left, smashing a small shallow crater, and the chair rolled a few times without any sound.

"Huh?!"

Elena looked blankly at her cute little fist, then looked up at the fallen chair, her arms bent into strange shapes, and the original Dark Lord who didn't know whether she was alive or dead—fake, right?!

But anyway, Grindelwald's appearance is so bad now, the position of his left shoulder has almost completely sunken in, and the most terrible thing is that he has been seriously injured like this, and the old wizard has not even made a sound again.

Elena, who was almost frightened, hurriedly ran over in a panic, and stood in front of the unconscious Grindelwald at a loss, with a thick cry in her tone.

"Mr. Gellert, don't scare me, woo-woo-woo......"

"Woo woo woo, don't die, please don't die! I didn't mean to......"

"Woo woo, who's going to help me, help me......"

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Woo woo woo~