Edge of the Forbidden Forest.
"Talent magic is very, very, very special magic."
Taylor looked at Luke, squeezed the mute ball, and said seriously.
"Talent magic is basically developed based on each person's different talents. And the development process is extremely private. Because this is a wizard's biggest trump card. Unless you are someone you absolutely trust, you must never tell others. .”
"In addition, some talents cannot be inherited, so many talents and magic are often short-lived."
"Like a family that can have a stable inheritance of talent magic, each of their talent magic will also be different due to everyone's ability to control their own talent and some auxiliary conditions, resulting in everyone's magic being different. . And as far as I know, there are very few such families, and they are distributed in various countries. And often this kind of talent does not pose much of a threat."
Taylor looked at Luke's thoughtful expression, hesitated, and then said: "In our family, it only exists for women. My mother, my grandmother, me, and if I have a daughter, there will be."
"The basic principle of cultivation is..."
"Stop." Luke quickly interrupted Taylor and said helplessly: "My specific principles don't need to be explained."
He looked at Taylor's somewhat confused face, and then asked: "Is the talent required for your ability to be Legilimency?"
Taylor nodded and said: "Yes, but more than that, you need to have a special perception of sound, and you need to be talented in music. Bloodline may also be one of the influencing factors. At least as far as I know, people outside our family can achieve success." Live this magic.”
"Music magic?" Luke asked in surprise.
"Sort of, but not entirely. Some simple syllables can also become the carrier of magic. But it's not to the extent that every word has magic attached to it."
Taylor turned around and hummed a small melody to a stone within the silent range, and then the stone suddenly shattered.
Luke watched Taylor's movements, his eyebrows twisted into a "Sichuan" shape.
"Your grandma used the same magic..."
"It is more powerful and can hurt people, but unless you are much worse than yourself, you basically can't kill people. When facing a wizard who is stronger than yourself, the effect is even worse. It can only have a slight slowing effect. You have to choose the right one. Music does.”
Taylor said helplessly.
Luke took a breath and nodded: "The power is relatively weak, the possibility of a leapfrog attack is low, and the forward swing is too long..."
"What's the attack range like?"
Luke asked again.
"Big, but... you know."
Taylor was even more helpless.
Of course Luke understood. In wars between wizards, the number of people is relatively small. If the scale is not large, there will naturally be no large-scale destruction.
From this point of view, the best place to use this ability is to use it on Muggles. If the music delivered by the radio is still collateral damage, then it will be a massacre.
Luke twitched the corner of his mouth: "Did Grindelwald and the mysterious man look for you?"
He could call Voldemort outside of school, and he even dared to call him Voldemort inside school. But when discussing secrets, it's best to be cautious.
"According to grandma, Grindelwald invited us, but we refused, and then quickly changed places. They also didn't find our last address."
"The words of the mysterious man... One month before its downfall, it killed my parents, and my grandmother took me and escaped again."
When Taylor said the last part, his tone was full of hatred.
Luke was silent for a moment, then touched her head, making the already messy hair even messier.
"If you don't like it, don't think about it anymore. It's in the past and it won't happen again. I promise."
Luke's last three words were categorical. This is also one of his beliefs.
Taylor took a deep breath and felt that his emotions had calmed down a lot under Luke's head-touching attack.
So she asked Luke in confusion: "Why did you suddenly ask about this? I was going to tell you before, but you still said you didn't want to know."
Luke looked at Taylor with a complicated expression.
"What's wrong?" Taylor noticed Luke's eyes and asked strangely.
"Don't you feel that your emotions calmed down a little too quickly?"
Luke asked.
"Emotions?" Taylor repeated the word, then froze for a moment. How could the anger, even resentment, suddenly disappear?
"you……"
Taylor looked at Luke in shock.
Then she felt an inexplicable joy welling up in her heart, and she couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.
Luke stopped fiddling with his wand in his sleeve.
"That's why I asked you about your magic talent. A new talent was awakened inexplicably before."
"Can you... control other people's emotions?"
Taylor asked with a surprised look on his face.
"We can't forcefully control it yet, we can only amplify an existing emotion to a certain extent." Luke explained, "I haven't noticed any side effects yet. I tried it with Ron's mice before. After I made sure there was no big problem, , and used it on myself again.”
"Very dangerous!"
Taylor shouted angrily: "It's very dangerous to experiment on yourself! And it was tested on mice! It doesn't mean it will be equally effective on wizards!"
Luke wanted to say that Ron's mice might be no different from wizards, but in order to prevent the news from being leaked intentionally or unintentionally, he kept his mouth shut.
"In short...this is my talent. But I don't have any ideas for further development."
Luke quickly interrupted what Taylor was about to say again.
Taylor stopped talking and frowned: "Then I'll tell you my development ideas. Although it's impossible to copy them, it may be somewhat inspiring."
After saying that, she pondered for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "How about I help you with your divination? Although it may not be accurate. But I did learn it!"
Luke was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized it. After all, her grandmother was a prophet, so it was not surprising that Taylor could do divination.
Luke shook his head again, "No. I probably know who to ask."
"who?"
"One was the guy who told me I had talent. The other was the guy who kept avoiding me."
Of course, there was another clue in Luke's mind that he didn't tell Taylor.
The task given by the system was also what inspired him.
"Is that Peeves in the back? Who's in the front?"
Taylor's mind suddenly thought of who the guy Luke said was hiding from him was.
"It's the Sorting Hat," Luke said. "He's Gryffindor's hat. He was injected with his thoughts by the Big Four, so he can sort people more flexibly."
"The Sorting Hat is in the principal's office. If Peeves has been avoiding you, do you want to talk to Dumbledore?"
Taylor asked hesitantly.
"That's not necessary." Luke narrowed his eyes, "I still prefer Peeves to dealing with Dumbledore."
"Then how do you find Peeves?"
Luke smiled: "The mountain man has his own clever plan."
