Ning An took Daphne and Calidora to the black stone wall at the edge of the house, and just got closer, she suddenly felt a chill hit her.

"Huh? What's going on. Daphne clearly felt the coldness of this intrusive consciousness and stopped.

"What a weird stone wall." Calydora also frowned, looking at the pitch-black wall with a strange expression.

"That's where we practice Mindfulness." Ning An explained:

"Mind Retrieval is a magic that can invade the mind and read the memories of others, and the most basic application of this magic is to influence the emotions of others."

"Well, yes, the spell we copied does mention it." Daphne pinched her chin and nodded.

Ning An didn't answer, and continued, "This is a more spiritual type of magic, so its strength largely depends on the strength of the wizard's will, that is, spiritual power. ”

He pointed to the black wall and said, "I found that this black wall will send out a chill that invades our minds, and we need to use our spiritual power to resist this invasion, I believe that this will help temper our will and increase our spiritual power." ”

"But what does this have to do with practicing the Spiritual Mind?" Caridora asked softly with a thoughtful expression.

"Of course it matters, it's here that we want to practice the Divine Mind, and practice magic while resisting the cold." Ning An replied with a smile.

"Shh......h

"Ning An, if you become a teacher, the students will definitely hate you to death," she said with a hateful look at Ning An.

"Haha, don't worry, the training is fun. I've come up with a little game for the training of the Regents, and I think you'll enjoy it. Ning An laughed happily.

After a while, he put away his laughter and said happily, "That's right, the three of us use the Spiritual Retrieval Technique, of course, we can't read the memories or anything yet—what we have to do is to influence each other's emotions, to make each other feel happy, sad or angry, when whoever is affected by emotions first, if they show this emotion, they will lose." ”

Seeing that the two of them were listening carefully, Ning An exaggerated and elongated his voice and said, "And this loser, he has to take a step closer to the stone wall, and then continue to the next round of the game!" ”

"It's really perverted," Daphne whispered, "wouldn't the one who lost the first time be even more unable to win, and the closer you get to this strange black wall, the worse the chill will be." ”

"No, no, no, you're underestimating our mental power, Daphne." Ning'an people really shook their heads, "People are often in a desperate situation to squeeze out their potential, every training within their own limits will only make themselves more proficient, only the practice of breaking through the limit can make you really improve!" ”

Ning An said extremely seriously, this is indeed his true thoughts, the training of spiritual power is indeed the case, every time he squeezes his spirit, it will get some improvement, and when people break through the limit of what their spirit can bear, they will be surpassed, far better than ordinary ascension.

Listening to Ning An's words, both Daphne and Caridora nodded, convinced of what he said.

"So when are we going to start training?" Caridora asked.

"I think about it, we have one class a day this semester, so during the day we are here after class." Ning An thought about it and said:

"As for the evenings, we come here every other night to practice. When the time comes, I'll call you with the sigil on my arm, and we'll meet in the break room and come here with the Transfiguration Charm. ”

"Oh my God, I'm going to be sleep-deprived......" Daphne said, touching her face.

"I'll try to make some potions to relieve fatigue or stay awake." Ning An comforted.

Then he looked at the time, it was almost midnight, and Ning An urged:

"I'm afraid I won't be able to practice tonight, your roommates will think you're missing, let's go back first, and start practicing during the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, he cast the illusion spell on the three of them, and returned to the basement floor like this, and several people lifted the illusion spell in the corridor of the basement, except for a few senior students who secretly drank and got drunk, there was no one else, and a few people came to the common room, and no one cared about them, so they each said hello and went back to the dormitory to sleep.

Ning An felt unprecedentedly tired, and the last time he cast the Illusion Spell, he felt that he was probably beyond the limit, and it was incredible that he could walk back with force.

didn't even take off his robe, and didn't care about Malfoy and the others, Ning An went directly into the quilt, and just closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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The following days were extremely busy, in addition to attending the arranged classes and completing the homework left by the professors, he also had to train day and night in the responsive room.

The time came in November, the breath of winter came, not long ago, Hogwarts ushered in the first snow, the ancient castle was covered with snow, the hunting grounds outside the castle were also flooded with heavy snow, the flying lesson that was originally here was also over, Ning An couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he really didn't like this class.

The students all changed into winter clothes, the school handed out scarves representing their respective houses, and Ning An of course received a green and white Slytherin scarf. However, because he didn't know how to wear a scarf, he was laughed at by Daphne, and in the end it was Calidora who helped him wrap it.

Perhaps because of his busy relationship, he and Harry met less and less, and the few times they met by chance in the restaurant, they were all simple greetings, and they were busy with their own business. Ning An could feel that Harry was a little lost, but they were all children, and after finding new friends, Harry did not feel uncomfortable with Ning An's estrangement.

Since defeating the trolls together on Halloween, Hermione and Ning An's relationship has gone further, and they will always discuss some issues with him before or after Potions class, and the two of them have also improved in learning from each other.

Speaking of potions, I have to mention Professor Snape, after talking to Ning An last time, Snape's attitude towards Ning An is indeed much closer, so Ning An dared to knock on the door of Snape's office one afternoon.

With a "squeak", the door opened on its own, and Snape sat at a wooden desk in the corner of the gloomy room, his expression as gloomy as ever, but he didn't seem to have any disgust, he opened his mouth and said in a soft, muffled voice

"Please come in, Mr. Ning'an."

Ning An took a deep breath and walked into the room, he looked at Snape with a smile and said respectfully, "Good afternoon, Professor Snape." ”

It seemed that Ning An's respectful attitude felt good, Snape twisted his body to make himself sit more comfortable, looked at Ning An rarely, and said softly

"No need to be formal, Ning An, what is the matter with you coming to me?"

"Ah...... Yes, such professors. Ning An pondered the words and said slowly:

"There have been a lot of courses lately...... You know, so I wanted to make some intelligence potions so that I could stay awake during class. ”

Seeing that Snape's expression had not changed, he continued, "But I can't get the bile of the scarab and armadillo......"

"So you want to see if I can provide you with some, yes?" Snape's icy voice rang out.

Ning An replied stiffly, "Yes, Professor......"

Snape looked at him with a deep groan, his face expressionless, and said as if talking to himself:

"Potions, potions that the fourth-year students have only started concocting...... Do you think you can finish it? ”

Seeing that Snape didn't reject him, Ning An was a little excited, it seems that there is a play! He calmed down, looked at Snape calmly and said:

"I think it's okay, Professor, I learned this in Intermediate Potions Making......"

"Oh? Have you started teaching yourself intermediate potions? Snape's originally cold voice seemed to be a little surprised, he was silent for a moment and then slowly stood up, stared at Ning An for a moment, and then turned around and walked to the shelves full of bottles and cans behind him, and said sternly:

"Wait until you're done with the potion...... You're going to show me a bottle, got it, Ning An? Snape said as he removed two glass bottles, one large and one small, from the shelf.

The small glass jar was filled with some sticky green juice, and Ning An recognized that it was armadillo bile, and the other large glass jar was filled with black beetles crawling around, which made people's scalps tingle when they looked at it.

Snape walked up to him coldly, handed him the two glass bottles, and said in a low voice, "You've already figured out where to get Jiang Gen, aren't you?" ”

Ning An was very happy to get the material from Snape, and he said happily, "Yes, Professor, I think Professor Sprout should give me some." ”

Snape didn't say anything more, but turned away lightly, sat back at his desk in a dark corner, and said in a tone that was a send-off, "If there's nothing else, I think you can go, Mr. Ning'an." ”

"Okay Professor Snape, thank you very much!" Ning An held the two glass jars and laughed happily, but he didn't expect that although Snape was fierce, he was still very good to him.

"Well, then, I'll take my leave, Professor." After speaking, Ning An gave another gentle salute and turned around and left the office.

As he left the door, he heard Snape's last voice

"Don't forget to bring your potion."

In the following days, Ning An became busier, and after a class in herbal medicine, he begged Professor Sprout for the same reason to give him some ginger root or ginger root powder, and Sprout was very touched by his love of learning, and happily gave him a large bag of ginger roots.

So in this way, he spent every day in the Room of Requirement, in addition to teaching Daphne and Calidora magic, and brewing bottles of wisdom potions.

For this reason, they had to imagine that they were in great need of an apothery-making table, so in the corner of the room there was a crafting table with various types of crucibles and all kinds of bottles, jars, dishes, and props.