Chapter 354: Harder Than a Spell
The wider the psychic ability, the better the training will be, but the easier it will be to faint. Zhao Mai must remain in a state between wakefulness and coma www.biquge.info the pen "Fun", so that his body can gradually adapt. This feeling is a bit like when he is about to get drunk, most of the pictures reflected in his mind are staccato pictures, although he has a lot of thoughts in every waking moment, but when he wants to act, he is already in a state of confusion.
When the body is limited, the only way to do it is to surrender all of its mobility to the psychic ability, trusting it as much as trusting one's own eyes and fingers.
No one can grasp the feeling the first time, and Zhao Mai is the same. He stood in the Forbidden Forest all night, staggering and half-unconscious for the night. The reserve grain has been vigorously guarding him, and he can't hold on anymore in the morning. Zhao Mai took the dog back to the dormitory to rest before going to class. The closer to the exam, the more specific Professor Dumbledore's lecture became. It seems that he has high hopes for more tutors to enter Hogwarts, as can be seen in his actions.
"You all have a great disadvantage in accumulating knowledge, but you are more mature and intelligent than students in your grade. Dumbledore would say every time he went to class, "Magic is to make the mind full of energy, and the wand accepts spells while it is more about your mood." I have a lot of confidence in you, and you have to be confident. If you're not confident yourself, it's hard for your wand to trust you, and it's a mutually reinforcing process. ”
He no longer talks about new knowledge, but is constantly reviewing the items that need to be paid attention to in the first to third grade exams. Many students already find it boring and unacceptable, but Zhao Mai is quite accustomed to this rhythm - isn't this test-oriented education? Dumbledore would spend half the morning repeating and repeating, and then the remaining half of the morning was targeted training.
He treats every student equally, including Addo, who he can't communicate with. Addo's spells are quick learners, but he doesn't like all offensive spells, including non-lethal spells that remove your weapon and stun to the ground. If it's a target, Addo can hit three times out of ten, and if it's a wizard duel, he will completely stop cooking...... It's not that he's incompetent, it's purely psychological.
Zhao Mai and Xiaohua can't do anything about Ado, and Dumbledore can't do it. However, he still persevered in encouraging Addo, explaining over and over again that these two spells were not harmful, but rather a kind of protection, hoping that he could let go of the burden in his heart. But he was always faced with Ado's confused look, and the same "Ado?"
Fast forward to May, with only two weeks left until the final exams. On this day, Ellebella came to Tolkien and Zhao Mai's room, and said to them mysteriously, "Are you still worried about the exams? I organized a study group and invited the best students in the sixth grade of the school to help us connect with Charms and Potions - these two courses are the most difficult after all. Come along!"
"Is there such a good thing?" said Tolkien, plucking his pipe and placing it on the table. He had a habit of smoking a pipe, mainly to help concentrate his thoughts, but rarely actually lit it. "What time, what form?"
"Spells take a wizard duel, so it's easy to identify gaps and then target improvements. Potions are mainly for viewing and support, and the sixth graders are just in time to prepare some potions for the next semester before the start of the holidays, so take us with them. ”
As soon as he heard this, Tolkien was not very interested. His spell level is average, and if it's just for instruction and demonstration, then he's interested. He didn't like the wizard duel because it reminded him of the battlefield scene, so he always subconsciously avoided it.
Potions classes are always in high demand, and cram students can't always get them - largely because of the school's favoritism, and because Charms classes are more difficult and students need more practice. Tolkien loved alchemy, but if he did, he might as well do the work for Mike. No one else knew, but Tolkien was well aware of his friend's terrible talent and abilities in potions.
"Okay, thanks, we'll go when we're done with what we're doing. Tolkien said. Ellebella is also well-intentioned, and it is not easy to be able to spend her time serving her classmates. Zhao Mai thought for a while, and suddenly said, "We will definitely go." ”
"Ah, that's great, it's one o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom. Ellebella smiled happily: "Don't be late!"
After the door closed, Tolkien looked at Zhao Mai a little strangely: "Aren't you the one who is the most anxious to train, why do you want to participate in this kind of thing?"
"Let's see how everyone else is doing, and I have a plan in mind. Zhao Mai pointed at Ado: "Among the three of us, Ado and I have obvious shortcomings, but you are the safest." You don't have to, but I'm going to see it for the sake of Addo. ”
"At least you won't have any more. Tolkien snorted, counted the more than ten pages in front of him, arranged them in order, and then gave them to Zhao Mai: "Well, this is the interpolation pronunciation method I sorted out, as well as the conjecture of more ancient incantations. Try it now. ”
Zhao Maixing rushed to take it, swept it back and forth, patted Tolkien on the shoulder and said, "You really did it? Thank you so much! But I don't understand!"
"The above phonetic method is one I made, it's strange if you can understand it!" Tolkien said to Zhao Mai: "Since I gave you this method, I will naturally teach you." Come on, let's start with the interpolation pronunciation, which is relatively simple. ”
Relative simplicity must be the standard set for linguistics professors, and Zhao Mai tried many times, but none of them could make Tolkien nod his head in approval. "It's weird, your English is pretty standard, you have no problem pronouncing words, and so is your French. It stands to reason that this thing is not that difficult!"
Zhao Mai couldn't say that his language mastery was achieved with the gold coins of fate, and the current interpolation pronunciation method was his real language level. All spells are languages, either in Druid, Dragon, Elven or even lingua franca, and it will always be a regular and meaningful language, which can be recognized and used by the language of the Destiny Gold exchange. But Tolkien coined this interstitial pronunciation, which exists only for cheating, is very close to gibberish. Zhao Mai can only exercise his mouth.
"I'll record all your pronunciation first, and then I'll practice it myself. Zhao Mai then looked back: "Tell me about the super ancient spell language you created." ”
"Okay, you read it to me. Ao Nazik!"
"Ao Nazik?" Zhao Mai said as he moved his wand. The wand heated up slightly in his hand, and then a ring-like ring of fire appeared from the tip of the wand, slowly flying away, running towards the curtain and beginning to burn. Zhao Mai hurriedly extinguished the fire with the power of ice. "What's going on?" he asked, confused.
"Oh my God, I didn't expect it to work. Tolkien was visibly frightened. He slumped in his chair, pinched his nose and muttered, "Did my thoughts really come across?" (to be continued.) )