Luke looked at the stubborn snake scales with a solemn expression.
In the mirror, there is Luke's young body. As an eleven-year-old child, it is not natural to say how beautiful the body is, but the beauty that belongs to the future can be glimpsed now.
But a conspicuous, dark green scale-like thing was clinging to his heart. Things that should have slowly faded away with the passage of time are now stubbornly surviving.
Two days have passed and it is still there, silent but also motionless.
It seems to be a warning to Luke that gaining power comes at a price.
"Tsk..."
Luke shook his head, then put on a pair of clothes to hide the snake scales.
It seems that we really cannot rely too much on external forces. Fortunately, since he entered school, his strength has been improving, and ordinary junior students are no longer his opponents.
Even students in fifth grade and above can have a try.
This is much faster than expected.
If he really has all his cards open, Luke doesn't know what level he can reach. What is the level of a normal graduate? Or an adult wizard with above-average strength?
Or, can he reach the level of an Auror?
But to fully open all the cards like that, you still have to use the system props that you have accumulated over a long time. Compared with directly transforming into a snake, the biggest advantage of this is that it has fewer side effects?
After all, the side effects of snake transformation are a bit too obvious.
Luke didn't want to really become a human and a ghost.
After putting on his clothes, Luke estimated the future situation while walking towards the outside of the castle. He had recently developed a new habit, which was to walk around the Black Lake before having breakfast. He really wanted to find Giant squid.
But the giant squid seemed to be avoiding him. Reports of sightings of giant squids would still pop up from students' mouths from time to time, but Luke had never seen one in person.
This can certainly be explained by coincidence. But it would be a bit too careless to blame everything on coincidence.
Luke was suspicious, thinking that the guy was hiding from him for no apparent reason. Of course, this was just a guess, so Luke would come here twice a day for a walk, which was not only an exercise for digestion, but also It is considered an investigation and verification.
But today, there was one more person beside him.
"Hermione, why are you following me?"
Luke looked at Hermione in confusion. His expression was complicated, his face was ugly, his hair was extremely messy, and the dark circles under his eyes were extremely conspicuous. He looked like a hard-working college student with poor self-control after staying up all night and having to get up early in the morning.
"You don't want to ask about what happened a few days ago... Oh, it's no different from before. This is something I can't say more about."
Luke was not talking nonsense. Before Hermione practiced Occlumency, there were indeed many things that she could not tell her. Because Luke has actually been noticed by many people overtly or covertly, including both good-natured visits and malicious snooping.
If the situation cannot be solved from Luke's own side, then the people around Luke are naturally the best choice.
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Hermione's situation was not actually safe. If you know anything, it's not safe.
"That's not what I want to say."
Hermione hesitated, but with Luke's encouraging eyes, she still spoke: "I remember what you said before about 'real memory magic', right?"
Luke nodded, his expression a little solemn.
He knew Hermione's character, so naturally he wouldn't ask such meaningless questions stupidly.
"Do you have a clue?"
Suddenly, Luke suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It's like watching a movie you've already seen. Or maybe you saw a clip you saw in the trailer before watching the movie.
"I remember you said something about 'real memory magic' before, right?"
Wearing pajamas and a troubled look on her face, Hermione said to Luke at the door of the Gryffindor common room.
Such a picture appeared in Luke's mind inexplicably, and of course, it only flashed by.
But this fleeting scene was enough for Luke to understand a lot of things.
"You...are you forgetting everything?"
Luke frowned, and then asked with some confusion. This does look like a forgetfulness spell that isn't very skillful to use. Unskilled forgetfulness will not only affect the physical and mental health of the person being cursed, but will also make the memory that should be erased appear and disappear. Of course, this is just one of the symptoms of failed spell casting.
"It doesn't matter. I have improved this spell according to the method you taught me before. When encountering certain stimulation, these memories will emerge again and will not be completely forgotten."
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
Hermione explained shyly. After saying this, she looked at Luke with some embarrassment.
After hearing these words and seeing Luke with such an expression, memories suddenly came to his mind.
"...These memories will not be completely forgotten, but will seem to be sealed." Hermione held the wand and waved it in front of Luke's forehead. Dots of silver light, like fireflies wandering in the forest at night, were following Luke's forehead and entering his mind.
Luke had a smile and gentleness on his face, and Hermione looked at Luke's face, but the expression on her face was unclear in Luke's memory.
"When I say these words to you again, it stands to reason that you will recall tonight's scene."
Hermione stared into Luke's eyes and said with a smile on her face.
"Ah? What are you talking about?" Luke frowned in confusion.
"No, nothing." Hermione smiled slyly, then stood up and said to Luke, "Okay, I'm going back to bed, good night!"
After saying that, he left Luke alone and walked back to the Gryffindor lounge.
Some of these memories are hidden, and some are still present in my mind. Finally, I fixed what Luke obviously thought was wrong.
"It seems that your change is like a degraded version of Oblivion. But...it seems that in some scenarios, it will have such special uses."
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Luke touched his chin and walked towards a big tree by the black lake. Hermione quickly followed his footsteps, and then said: "I think so too, but this spell is indeed the product of failed improvement."
Originally, she wanted to improve the effect of forgetfulness into being able to control the appearance or disappearance of memories independently. Although the current spell has a similar effect to a certain extent, it is still too restrictive.
So we can only say that the improvement failed.
Luke sat under the big tree, took out his wand, cleaned up the grass clippings around him, and then motioned for Hermione to sit there.
After Hermione sat down, Luke said: "Being able to change existing spells is already very powerful. I didn't ask before, how did you do it? Are there any improvements to other spells?"
Hermione pondered for a while, and then said to Luke: "Luke, what I improved is the Oblivion Curse. This is the spell you taught me."
Luke nodded, but looked a little confused.
"I haven't actually used many of the tricks you told us about improving spells before." Hermione said with a serious face, "Actually, I just changed a few of the magic paths when casting spells. Coupled with a certain amount of spiritual guidance, it becomes like this.”
"Weird spells and other spells caused by errors in spell casting often have characteristics that cannot be copied, because there are often only a few correct solutions, but the reasons for errors can be all kinds of strange."
"But..." Hermione pulled out her wand and started working her magic.
Luke looked at the silvery white light spots on the wand in front of him with a solemn expression. This was exactly the same as the spell in his memory.
"This is a spell that can be copied. But I can only use this spell twice, and then I will feel very uncomfortable, dizzy, and lack of energy." Hermione said seriously, "Luke, have you ever Have you ever thought that the methods of casting spells you gave us and the spells we commonly use today are completely different systems?"
Luke thought about it, of course he thought about it, he even knew this early on, but he still looked at Hermione with this surprised look. He didn't expect that Hermione could react to this matter so quickly.
Hermione saw his expression, and after all, there was a little bit of pride on her face, but she quickly came back to her senses, and Luke said seriously: "I don't know what you mean by memory magic. What exactly is it? But the magic in front of us is quite different from existing magic. Does it itself represent a certain problem?"
What is real magic? Hermione, who has lived in the Muggle world since she was a child, has more or less understanding of those legends and the stories that evolve from the legends.
Although after entering the wizarding world, she learned that those legends were made by wizards and then spread by humans until they were untrue.
If she hadn't met Luke, Hermione would have believed this. But things are different now. When Hermione faced such a statement, she immediately questioned it.
Couldn't it be that people in the wizarding world didn't understand the situation? Couldn't the rumors about their power be true?
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Hermione herself didn't know whether this idea was right or wrong, but thinking about it, it should be possible to verify it later.
"It's possible..." Luke recalled the scene of the conversation with Ravenclaw's consciousness at that time, and then said seriously, "It's really possible, but don't be anxious yet, Hermione, be patient first, you can study more first. There is a lot of magic, wait until you feel a significant difference, or when I take the initiative to call you, then tell others the news."
Hermione nodded seriously. She believed in Luke and knew that the current changes were not far from nothing in the eyes of some people. Spells look a lot like formulas. But in fact, there are always people who can break these formulas and use the magic to an incredible degree.
For beginners, the impeccable spelling intonations and spell-casting gestures seem to not exist at all in the eyes of some powerful people. With a wave of the magic wand, whatever they want comes to them.
Luke nodded to Hermione and then fell into thought.
Why didn't he just let Hermione see Ravenclaw's consciousness?
Of course it was because he maintained a deep distrust of the consciousness in the Room of Requirement.
You want to make yourself do so many things for her with empty words, but you are just using an illusory so-called inheritance to deceive Luke into working for nothing? Luke will have to think carefully about this.
Of course, I didn't feel it when I faced the other party directly, but the more I thought about it later, I still felt that it was better to be cautious. If he hadn't figured out how to tell Mrs. Gray about this matter, Luke would have gone directly to her to find out whether this matter was reliable or not.
Luke has always wondered what is behind that door...
And just when Luke fell into silence, Hermione looked at Luke's face, just looking at his face quietly, the corners of her mouth raised an undetectable arc, but she subconsciously restrained it. stand up.
The spring sunshine passed through the gaps between the leaves, and a beam of sunlight shone on Luke's face. Under the intertwining of light and shadow, Luke, who was thinking, looked particularly noble and mysterious.
And just when Hermione was enjoying this simple beauty, a somewhat unpleasant voice sounded, breaking the beauty in front of her.
"Luke!"
Ron looked at Luke who was sitting under the tree over there, and ran straight in the direction of Luke as if he had found his backbone.
Luke came out of his deep contemplation and looked at Ron suspiciously.
"What's wrong? Ron? What happened?"
Ron ran to Luke, holding his knees with his hands, panting, but even so, the exhaustion on his face could not cover up his panic.
When Hermione saw this, she frowned and didn't say anything more. She just stood beside Luke and listened quietly.
"Malfoy, Malfoy was attacked..."
Although there was a hint of joy on Ron's face, he was still more frightened and at a loss.
"You were attacked, by whom? How is the situation now?"
Luke frowned tightly, but his expression was not that surprising.
This is indeed a good move.
A young master who is infinitely loved by his family, the sole heir of one of the twenty-eight families, and is currently considered the most powerful family among the twenty-eight families.
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Malfoy was attacked, which would make many people nervous.
And if the suspect of this attack is enough to arouse everyone's tension, or if his identity has a certain representative significance, then the effect will be instantaneous. Dumbledore, and even Hogwarts as a whole, were suddenly brought to the forefront.
So this person had better be...
"They said... Filch hit Malfoy on the head with a stick..."
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