Chapter 354 More Difficult than a Curse

The wider the psychic power is spread, the better the training effect will be, but the easier it will be to faint. Zhao Mai must remain in a state between awake and comatose to let his body gradually adapt. This feeling is a bit like when you are about to get drunk, and most of the images reflected in your mind are intermittent pictures. Although he has many ideas in every waking moment, he is already confused when he wants to take action.

When the body is restricted, the only way is to give all the power of movement to psychic powers, trusting this ability just like trusting your own eyes and fingers.

No one can catch the feeling the first time, and the same goes for Zhao Mai. He stood in the Forbidden Forest all night, swaying and half-conscious. The food reserve had been keeping high spirits to protect him, but in the morning he could no longer hold on. Zhao Mai took the dog back to the dormitory to rest before going to class. The closer the exam is, the more targeted Professor Dumbledore’s lectures will be. It seems that he has great expectations for more tutors to enter Hogwarts, which can be seen from his actions.

"You all have a great disadvantage in the accumulation of knowledge, but you are more mature and smarter than students of the same grade." Dumbledore would say every time during class: "Magic is to fill the mind with motivation. While the wand receives spells, I am more accepting of your mood. I am very confident in you, and you must be confident. If you are not confident yourself, it will be difficult for your wand to believe in you. This is a process of mutual promotion."

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 exam-oriented education? Dumbledore would spend half the morning repeating and repeating, and then the remaining half of the morning would be focused training.

He treats every student equally, including Hodor, whom he cannot communicate with. Hodor learned spells quickly, but he disliked all offensive spells, including harmless spells like Expelliarmus and Stunner. If it's a target shooting, Ado can still hit three out of ten times, but if it's a wizard duel, he will stop completely... This is not due to lack of ability on his part, it's purely a psychological effect.

Zhao Mai and Xiaohua couldn't do anything to Ado, let alone Dumbledore. However, he continued to encourage Ado, explaining over and over again that these two spells were not harmful, but a kind of protection, hoping that he could let go of the burden in his heart. But he was always faced with Hodor's confused look and the unchanging "Hodor?"

Time has quickly entered May, and there are only two weeks left before the final exam. On this day, Ellerbella came to Tolkien and Zhao Mai's room and said to them mysteriously: "Are you still worried about the exam? I organized a study group and invited outstanding students from the sixth grade of the school to help Let's talk about spells and potions - these two courses are the most difficult after all. Come on together!"

"Is there such a good thing?" Tolkien took off his pipe and put it on the table. He had a habit of holding a pipe in his mouth, mainly to help concentrate his thoughts, but he rarely actually lit it. "When? In what form?"

"The magic spell uses a wizard duel, so that it is easy to find out the gaps and then make targeted improvements. The magic medicine is mainly for viewing and assisting. The sixth-grade students just need to prepare some magic medicine for the next semester before the holiday starts, so they can take it with them. we."

Once he heard this, Tolkien lost much interest. His spell skills are average, and if it's just instruction and demonstration, he's interested. He didn't like the form of wizard duel because it reminded him of scenes on the battlefield, so he always avoided it subconsciously.

Potions classrooms have always been very popular, and tutors have always been unable to get them - the main reason is the school's favoritism, and the other is that the magic class is more difficult and students need more practice. Tolkien liked refining medicine, but if he had to do it, he might as well work for Mike. Others didn't know it, but Tolkien was very aware of his friend's terrifying talent and ability in potions.

"Okay, thank you, let's go when we finish what we are doing." Tolkien said. Ailebella also has good intentions, and it is not easy to be able to spend her own time serving her classmates. Zhao Mai thought for a while and suddenly said: "We will definitely go."

"Ah, that's great. It will be at one o'clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom." Ellerbella smiled happily: "Don't be late!"

After the door closed, Tolkien looked at Zhao Mai strangely: "Aren't you the one who takes the most time to train? Why do you want to participate in such a thing?"

"Look at the level of other people, and you have a plan in mind." Zhao Mai pointed at Ado: "Among the three of us, Ado and I both have obvious shortcomings, but you are the safest. . You don’t have to go, but I have to go and see it for A Duo.”

"Shortcomings? At least you won't have any more." Tolkien snorted, counted the first ten pages, arranged them in order, and then gave them to Zhao Mai: "Here, this is what I compiled. The pronunciation of interpolated words, as well as guesses about more ancient spells. You should try it quickly."

Zhao Mai happily took it, scanned it back and forth, patted Tolkien on the shoulder and said, "Did you really do it? Thank you so much! But I can't understand it!"

"The phonetic notation method above is one I created. It would be weird if you could understand it!" Tolkien said to Zhao Mai: "Since I have given you this method, I will naturally teach you. Come on, first Start with the interpolated pronunciation method, which is relatively simple.”

Relatively simple must be the standard set for linguistics professors. Zhao Mai tried it many times, but never could Tolkien nod his approval. "That's weird. Your English is pretty standard. You have no problem pronouncing words and pronunciation. The same goes for your French. Logically speaking, this thing shouldn't be that difficult!"

Zhao Mai can't say that his proficiency in the language was achieved with the Destiny Gold Coin. The current interpolation pronunciation method is his true language level. All spells are languages, either in Druid language, dragon language, elven language or even common language. It will always be a regular and meaningful language, and can be recognized by the language exchanged by the destiny gold coin. and use. But the interpolated pronunciation created by Tolkien is just for cheating and is very close to gibberish. Zhao Mai can only train his mouth.

"I'll record all your pronunciation first, and then practice it slowly by yourself." Zhao Mai then looked back: "Tell me about the super ancient mantra language you created."

"Okay, you read it with me. Oath Nazik!"

"Azhik?" Zhao Mai said while moving the wand. The wand warmed slightly in his hand, and then a ring-like ring of fire appeared from the top of the wand, slowly flew away, ran towards the curtain and began to burn. Zhao Mai quickly used the power of ice to put out the fire. "What's going on?" he asked doubtfully.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect it to work." Tolkien was obviously horrified. He fell into his chair, pinched his nose and muttered to himself: "My idea actually happened?"