Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

While Nietzsche was shocked, he also became wary of the old professor in front of him - the form of the Patronus Charm is related to the wizard's spirit (it will also change with the change of the individual's spirit).

Therefore, the smiling and talkative attitude displayed by this Defense Against the Dark Arts assistant teacher is not real at all.

The other party may have never exposed his side as the black dragon of the Hebridean Islands.

Grindelwald first looked at the envy and admiration in Hermione's eyes, and then looked at Nietzsche, and then explained: "Principal Dumbledore was more sharp when he was young than he is now. He wished that someone would challenge him to duel every day."

The implication is: We are all old, who is not young?

Nietzsche saw Hermione trying it out excitedly, and he didn't know what she was thinking because the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Grindelwald on the side reminded: "Remember, when you want to recite a spell, you must concentrate on recalling a profound happy moment...Don't lie to yourself, and you don't have to make it up. It must be the most real one."

"Call the gods to protect you!"

A cloud of silvery white gas shot out from the tip of Hermione's wand.

Although it dissipated quickly, it represented a good start.

"There's a reaction, great. I hope it can be a patron saint like a fire dragon." Hermione excitedly grabbed Nietzsche's clothes and shook him around. "If it's a long-horned water snake, then... Better."

The long-horned water snake has been seen by Muggles before, most famously in the Loch Ness Monster incident.

But what attracted Hermione was its elegant and slender figure, as perfect as a ballerina's legs.

"Then you will probably become a transfer student at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Grindelwald acknowledged her success, then turned around and said with a smile, "It's your turn."

Nietzsche glanced at the key points in the study of magic, recalling deep happy memories in his heart, but...

What is the happiest memory?

What is the ‘best’ judgment?

Nietzsche thought hard in his heart for a long time, including those events since childhood - the gathering at Holmes's house; how Watson secretly bought ice cream for him and himself behind Mary's back; the first time he controlled magic...

As long as it was a memory that could make him laugh, he brought it out.

"Invoke God to protect you!" Nietzsche chose a memory that he thought was the happiest and drew a circle in the air with his magic wand.

But nothing happened.

He frowned, then squeezed out a smile again and shouted forcefully: "Calling God for protection, calling God--guard--"

"The stronger the pleasant emotion that makes you feel, the more successful the spell will be!" she reminded quietly.

"I know." Nietzsche shook his head.

He looked at Hermione, trying to recall the days when he and she chatted and studied together, but it was still useless. The tip of the wand only lit up slightly, as if to tell him: I am not broken, I can still use magic.

Nietzsche glanced at the somewhat dark unicorn tail hair.

"Maybe it's the wand," he said.

Hermione's originally expectant eyes gradually became a little disappointed when she looked at Nietzsche's unresponsive wand... But what surprised him was that he couldn't use the Patronus Charm. He should be disappointed. .

Nietzsche tried to analyze rationally as much as possible.

"Let me try again, wait a minute... I'll change the memory this time." Then he took out the memory projector again, "Or I can divide 'happiness' into several levels and sort them in order."

This thought made Grindelwald jump. He waved his wand and sent the instrument flying away.

"You can't be so rational, try to be more emotional, just like Hermione." He tried his best to stop her, "That's it, you don't recognize yourself enough, child, you don't know what you really need."

But what does he really need?

family? friend? money? that power? like?

Nietzsche had to admit that the Patronus Charm was probably the most difficult spell he had encountered so far.

Volume One: Chapter 184 The Pond Called ‘Reason’

"Some people are indifferent to feelings, and some people are not interested..." Grindelwald patiently enlightened Hermione on the way back to Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Then which one does he belong to?"

Hermione held a stack of notes and lowered her head glumly.

Her progress in the Patronus Charm was very rapid, which was unexpected and enviable, but she couldn't be happy at all, just like when two people eat the same piece of cake, the other person finds it difficult to eat or doesn't like it.

"Listen, maybe he just isn't suitable for the Patronus Curse, and that's no big deal." Grindelwald said, "Just because his personality is like this doesn't mean he doesn't have things he likes."

But this only slightly eased Hermione's sadness.

After that, she immediately continued to try the Patronus Charm, because she planned to inspire each other with her similarities to Nietzsche after she learned it.

And Nietzsche did not figure it out as Grindelwald thought. In fact, he also hoped to learn the Patronus Charm, not out of a desire for knowledge, but... he was very curious about his own heart. .

So, we came to the stone statue of Gargoyles on the third floor.

"Cream pudding, licorice wands, piles of cockroaches, blood-scented lollipops...well, the flavors are getting stronger."

Entering the principal's office, Nietzsche found that Dean Snape was still here. There was a memory projector representing magic projection technology between him and Principal Dumbledore.

However, Snape was the most perceptive. He turned his head the moment he heard Nietzsche push open the door.

"Good evening, Nietzsche." Dumbledore raised his hand in the air and filled the office with a chair. "We are talking about the impact of this alchemical equipment on mankind..."

After seeing Nietzsche coming, the dean still had no intention of leaving, but just silently moved his seat to the side.

"What did Gilderoy say?"

The topic raised by the principal instantly brought Nietzsche closer.

"We believe that this alchemical machine works not only as an interrogation, but it is more comprehensive and can be used to treat traumatic memories. It is not just to observe the past, but to make up for the past."

Maybe it was Dumbledore's idea. Even if he stayed in school for many years later, his vision was broader than that of ordinary people.

And this is exactly what Nietzsche needs now. He is eager to find some stories that are worthy of being called the "happiest", and this alchemical device can help him dig out the deepest insights in his heart.

But Dumbledore's next words dispelled his feelings about the headmaster.

"This is a suggestion made by Severus..."

"Snape... Dean?!" Nietzsche turned his head and looked at the man next to him who could not see any vitality.

Wow, this is really eye-opening.

Maybe Snape still has the possibility of developing in the medical field?

"Yes, Severus believes that people can use false memories to reverse the past, thereby gradually reducing the trauma caused by the past." Dumbledore applauded silently, "Maybe this can change a lot of things."

The headmaster seemed to agree with this idea.

But Snape frowned and sneered at Nietzsche's strange eyes.

"So what are you doing here?" He didn't like being stared at too much, and he habitually pointed his sharp side at the other party.

"I failed at the Patronus Charm. It's not the basics of spells and controlling magic." Nietzsche stared at the projector with burning eyes, "but I can't find anything that can trigger the Patronus."

Snape was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and exchanged glances with Headmaster Dumbledore.

But Nietzsche ignored these, in fact he didn't understand---you know, even antisocial, immoral and empathetic people like Professor Moriarty have things that make him happy.

But he didn't seem to have them, as if... as if everything he did was just going with the flow.

Is it just a matter of convenience that the world becomes better? Is it part of his plan to rescue his classmates from the basilisk? Didn't he take these things to heart?

"Well... What surprised me is that you still have spells that you don't understand." Snape laughed, "For questions like this, you should ask Lupin, he should be happy to tell you."

"Really? It turns out that some professors are better than the dean." Nietzsche couldn't help but retort.

There is no way, it can't be changed, after all, he has inherited the good virtues of the Holmes family.

"Maybe, but this person is definitely not him!" Snape's facial features twisted into a terrible expression, and he roared angrily, "It didn't happen before, and it won't happen in the future."

His vulgar appearance made other headmasters on the wall blame him.

Especially Headmaster Black, he repeatedly emphasized that Snape, as the headmaster of Slytherin, must maintain his demeanor and not curse casually like the gangster black wizards in Knockturn Alley.

But Snape didn't appreciate this favor, and covered the portrait of Headmaster Black with his backhand, blocking the other party's voice.

"I thought you were smarter, but now it seems that you are still like a piece of wood. Since you like to use various theories and rational experiments to study magic, why can't you find the characteristics of Dementors?"

Nietzsche silently raised his arm and wiped the saliva on his right cheek with his sleeve.

I don't know if the dean rinsed his mouth...

At this time, Dumbledore spoke: "I don't agree with Severus's metaphor, but... your spirit is like a dead pond. Although it is full of various flowers and many trees are planted around it, it is still a dead pool of water."

"Do you know the characteristics of Dementors?"

Nietzsche shook his head.

Describing his brain as a beautiful landscape pond is actually no different from "wood", it's just a nicer way to say it.

"As the fear itself, the Dementor completely destroys a person by sucking away his soul. No one wants to see the true face of the Dementor." Dumbledore said, "It will give them a kiss."

"Kiss of death?"

"It's more terrifying than death. Only the brain and heart are still working, but there is no consciousness or memory... There is only a body, and those Muggles who have been unfortunately hurt have given different names according to different degrees of symptoms."

This is the connection of this world.

Even if wizards have been very careful to avoid Muggles, there will still be different connections between the two.

"Some Muggles are keen on adventure and always go to places where death is wandering, but they can't see the Dementors. Once they are caught, they will be affected, such as becoming a vegetative state or a depressed patient..."

Dumbledore said this to help Nietzsche better understand the characteristics of Dementors.

From stripping away happiness to making people depressed and dying, to losing consciousness, leaving the whole body in a vegetative state.

"Your spirit is too rational. The whole pond is as perfect as the scenery you have carefully arranged, but it lacks the uncontrollable vitality like fish." Dumbledore said softly.

"Professor Grendel said the same thing." Nietzsche said.

"Really?" The headmaster drank a sip of butter beer in surprise. "It seems that he has made some progress in recent years. Well, I'll give you a way---put down the weighing of everything first and feel it."

In the end, Dumbledore still banned him from using the memory projector to search for his own memories.

It seems that this kind of thing of grading one's own brain is still not very popular in the magic world, so Nietzsche could only leave disappointed.

But if you say that about him, isn't it the same for Snape?

Nietzsche is still a little unconvinced-if his head is a beautiful viewing pond, then Snape's brain is a swimming pool!

More boring and more rigid

Unless...unless someone dares to go swimming.

Volume 1: Chapter 185 Tips from Hermione, the Academic Master

The last weekend before Christmas is here.

On the Saturday morning before going to Hogsmeade Village, Nietzsche wrapped himself in a scarf and gloves, passed Filch's inspection long ago, and was the first to stand in the snowy courtyard at the gate of the castle.

"It's not like you to be here so early today." Theodore yawned and squeezed out of the crowd.

"You don't understand this, you must have tasted the sweetness." Warrington wrapped himself like a ball and rolled out of the castle, "Just like the first time I tried the waterproof cloak, as long as I got started once, it's fine."

The next Quidditch match was scheduled for the first weekend after Christmas, Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw.

In the last game, Gryffindor won from Hufflepuff, and Harry Potter once again continued his undefeated myth---in the wind and rain, he caught the Golden Snitch again, which also put a lot of pressure on Warrington.

So this time he planned to go to Hogsmeade to buy some Quidditch equipment to protect against the wind and rain.

As time passed, students slowly poured in from the marble stairs and towers. Nietzsche stood in the snow for more than half an hour. After shaking off the snow on his shoulders for the fourth time, he finally heard the cat's cry.

Crookshanks jumped out of Hermione's arms and ran into his clothes.

"He's been waiting for you here." Theodore hurriedly mentioned to her before leaving.

Hermione blinked and walked briskly to Nietzsche.

"Really? But you are obviously not happy in Hogsmeade." She also snorted, as if to express her displeasure, "I really plan to go to Honeydukes with Lavender and the others to buy some chewing gum for my parents."

"I said it was a wand problem..." Nietzsche muttered weakly.

But no matter what, he didn't feel unhappy.

Maybe it's just that he hasn't reached that threshold yet... Nietzsche was thinking this, and suddenly someone took his hand and walked back a few steps.

The path was full of light from the Illumination Spell, and the snow on the branches above gradually melted due to the heat, causing a light rain to fall on the path leading to Hogsmeade Village.

When they arrived at Hogsmeade Village, they found that the situation here was not very good: there were several wizards standing in front of most shops, looking up worriedly from time to time to confirm whether the Dementors flew over.