Chapter 43: The Art of Dreaming

October is here, and the damp cold begins to permeate the castle in the air.

Zhang Xiao had long given up the plan to open the door of the secret room of the bathroom on the third floor, and directly used all kinds of traps to almost arrange it into a minefield.

Anyone who opens the gate and triggers the trap will die miserably.

It was surprisingly peaceful, the basilisk was silent, the diary was still missing, and even Lockhart had stopped a lot lately, as Professor McGonagall would go to his lectures when he was fine.

Lockhart had to give up his favorite drama performance and instead read a textbook he found in the corner.

But I heard that he seems to have a new idea, and he has been writing non-stop letters lately, and he has ordered a lot of things.

The prolonged rainy days caused a sudden flu among the staff and students, leaving the head nurse Madam Pomfrey scrambling.

Her pick-me-up had an immediate effect, but those who drank it would smoke in their ears for hours on end.

One day, Snape, the dean of cold noodles, suddenly took out a large bottle of refreshing potion and gave it to Zhang, asking him to divide it among the academy.

When it came to Madam Pomfrey's potion, the dean simply said that it was not bad, after all, Madam Pomfrey was also an excellent graduate of Slytherin House.

But it was clear that Professor Snape had more confidence in his potion.

The rain of bullets crackled on the windows of the castle and did not stop for several days. The lake was rising, the flower beds were filled with mud, and the pumpkins that Hagrid had planted were swollen to the size of a trellis.

Even Sister Bird and Noble are reluctant to go out in this kind of weather, perhaps because of the climate, water and soil problems, Sister Bird is a little unenergetic, and often sleeps on her pillow.

Malfoy also contracted a severe cold because he was training in the rain and rain, and was given a large mouthful of refreshing medicine by Zhang Xiao, and he was lying on the sofa sickly, and his platinum blonde hair was lying on his stomach.

Bubbling with a stream of heat, it's like practicing some kind of magic skill.

Malfoy and Weasley were secretive about the outcome of the duel that day, and neither of them would say what had happened.

But looking at the two of them with blue noses and swollen faces, as well as desperately wiping their mouths and brushing their teeth frantically after coming back, everyone felt that something extremely interesting must have happened.

Hermione didn't know what was on her mind, and her face flushed with excitement.

"I hate to admit it, but Potter is very technical and he was my biggest opponent in flying at school.

If I want to beat him with dignity, my training is not enough. ”

Malfoy snuggled himself in his armchair and said weakly.

Zhang Xiao glanced at him and shook his head helplessly, because the four academies all use the same broom, and in the case of the same hardware, if you want to win, it depends on the technical and tactical ability of the players on both sides.

Gryffindor has a high advantage in this area and I have to say that Wood is a very good captain and he leads the team quite well.

Just as the little lions regard the Snake House as their biggest competitor, the Little Snakes also see the Lion House in the same way, and Slytherin's training has become more and more frequent recently, because of the direct gap between the former captain Marcus Flint in terms of tactics and intelligence.

Causing the captain of Slytherin to be replaced by another person.

"Draco, there's nothing to be afraid of losing, because there are always winners and losers in games, and don't lose anyway."

His face was glowing red by the blazing fireplace, and the young man, who was already famous in the entire school in his second grade, was lazily leaning back in his armchair and looking through the ancient books in his hand.

This was sent by my mother, saying that it was a little interesting and relieved his boredom.

Malfoy nodded, looking at Zhang Xiao's leisurely appearance very yearning, he was never jealous of Zhang Xiao's family's wealth and status or anything, what he really wanted was Zhang Xiao's relaxed attitude and calmness.

There seems to be an inexplicable mystery in him that attracts Malfoy to imitate unconsciously.

Malfoy stretched out his hand and took out a thick copy of "Five Thousand Years of China" from his small satchel, and followed Zhang Xiao's example and lit it up to the fire.

Speaking of which, Lucius finally couldn't bear his son's request, and with Narcissa's help, he finally spent a lot of Galleons to find someone to customize a small shoulder bag for the Traceless Stretching Spell.

Although limited to the level, this satchel is much larger than Zhang Xiao's Qiankun bag, and the space is just the opposite, the gap is huge, but Malfoy regards it as a treasure and carries him everywhere.

Even things like toothbrushes, tooth cups, and tableware have to be put in and taken out when you use them.

Ron and Harry were actually very covetous, this kind of thing was too convenient, but they didn't have the connections and financial resources of Lucius.

In the end, I had to look at the real brain - Hermione.

The little witch was so angry that she gave them a hard time, and said in a shrieked voice:

"That's a Constant Stretch! Constant Levitation Charm! Constant anti-theft spell! Constant"

She said a whole bunch of things that Ron and Harry didn't understand at all, right up to the last sentence:

"No matter how fast I learn, I won't be able to try to make one myself until at least seventh grade! How can it be so easy! ”

Harry and Ron glanced at each other, and in their ears they heard something like this:

"Abba Baba Baba Abaa – Do one in seventh grade – Abba Baba Baba Baba Aba."

7th grade, that's pretty fast, too! The two little ones immediately high-fived and celebrated, and it was great to have Hermione here!!

Zhang Xiao glanced at Malfoy, smiled and looked at the ancient book in his hand again, which looked no less than a few hundred years old, because on the title page he found the seal of the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.

I don't know how to keep the Daomen, but it feels like a book for more than ten years in my hand.

This book is indeed very interesting, similar to "Youyang Miscellaneous", it is all strung together by a small story.

It involves immortals, Buddhas, Taoists, ghosts, monsters, demons, people, animals, plants, wine, food, dreams, thunder, prophecies and even court secrets, etc., all-encompassing, treacherous and vivid.

Of course, there are true and false records in it, and my mother said that it should be a pastime to see, and there is no need to take it too seriously.

I read a few interesting stories, the ancient writing is very compact, it may be the relationship between the pen and ink is more expensive, the ancients are extremely good at condensing a grand story with the least amount of pen and ink.

It seems that there are few words, but the information contained is huge.

He turned to the next page and saw this story:

"There is an official who is good at a kind of supernatural art, who can enter people's dreams and see what this person has experienced before.

Because of this strange technique, he solved many difficult cases and became famous, and one day Shangguan gave him a case, saying that no one could solve the twists and turns.

Unexpectedly, after seeing it in a dream, this official screamed, and Shangguan harmed him, so he bled to death.

An official who judged the case like a god died, and Shangguan said that this judge was a demon beast transformed into a human form and practiced cannibalism.

The man had his natural enemies in his dream, and when he saw it, he was scared to death, in order to get rid of this monster.

Everyone felt sorry for it, and then a master heard about it and sighed, this monster only eats the dreams of the wicked, never eats the dreams of the good people, judges the case like a god, and uncovers countless grievances, but because it is a monster, it is designed to be killed.

Isn't that Shangguan's heart more vicious than that of a monster? Demons have hearts and are kind, but people have demon hearts but are more terrifying than demons. Heaven and earth do not have such a reason.

The master entered Shangguan's mansion at night, killed him, and took a look at it, and it was really dark. ”

Zhang Xiao's eyes lit up, and he sighed softly, this story seems very simple, it is about whether the argument is good or bad, and it should depend on what he does rather than his identity.

The author probably wants to satirize the bad habit of judging people by their identity, and the whole story may be made up, but that's not the point.

What he was really interested in was this dream technique, if the Dao Sect also had this kind of spell, would he be able to see what he had done when he was smashed?

Zhang Xiao always felt that something important should have happened during the time of the fragment, so important that even if it was broken, there was a vague feeling in his heart that the improvement of his strength was inseparable from that time.

Thinking of this, he immediately took out the clairvoyant mirror and began to contact his father, and after a few simple words, Zhang Xiao went directly to the topic:

"Dad, do we have any spells that can see what we have experienced in the past?"

Zhang Chengdao pondered for a while and then said:

"Yes, the technique of dreaming back is used when it is used in the province, but the backtracking time is not long, at most about half a month. It's a relatively out-of-the-way spell. ”

Half a month? Zhang Xiao roughly calculated the time from the last time to now, and it was only about ten days!

"Dad! I want to use that technique, is there a way? ”

"Okay, I'd like to figure it out, but it's hard to preserve, and I don't know if it's going to work. It's a pity that I can't teach you, otherwise I'll just do it myself. ”

Zhang Chengdao's efficiency was quite fast, and the next afternoon, he received a delicate jade box, with complex patterns on the box, and the four sides of the box were lifelike four-elephant beasts.

The whole box exudes a faint light, good guy, the four elephant jade boxes have been taken out?

This is a box that is usually used to seal rare spiritual objects, and this time the dream technique is so difficult to preserve?

Using the technique of the Dao Gate, he urged the golden light spell to point a few times in several places in the box in a certain order with his sword finger, and the light on the box was full of light and instantaneous.

"Click" opened by itself, and there was a piece of rune paper lying alone in the box, and there was a note next to it, pick it up and take a look:

"After opening, use it within half an hour, otherwise it will turn into ashes."

1 hour? Zhang Xiao put the box away and hurriedly ran towards the room where there was a request.

After summoning his usual practice room, Zhang Xiao sat cross-legged on the mat, calmed down first, calmed down for a while, and then solemnly picked up the talisman paper.

According to my father's instructions, I urged the rune paper after pinching the trick.

"Wandering Immortals return to their dreams!

Untie! ”

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Tomorrow will be a new January.,Big brothers who haven't voted yet.,Give me the vote.,Thank you.

(End of chapter)