Hogwarts Homecoming

Crabbe and Goyle snored so loudly that Harry couldn't imagine how their roommates could stand them.

But what surprised Harry even more was Professor Rahanson's attitude.

He didn't look very angry, he just shook his head with a wry smile,

"It happens from time to time. Messrs. Crabbe and Goyle's snoring is no louder than your inner thoughts, so I hope you'll keep trying."

This is a novel statement.

You know, no professor at Hogwarts would tolerate students falling asleep in class, except Professor Binns.

But if you make such loud noise and disturb the class, it will not be allowed.

Crabbe and Goyle were by no means the only ones sleeping. After a while, Harry found that his roommate Seamus also dozed off with his chin propped up on his hand.

He looked at Ron again.

Ron sat quietly, his eyes blank, as if in a daze.

Are being in a daze and maintaining absolute peace of mind the same thing?

"Oh, looking for a state."

Harry heard Hermione moaning in pain too,

"Keep focused. Oh, no, I have to think about something."

Hermione's clever mind couldn't do this, which somewhat comforted Harry.

"I don't understand, Professor!"

Draco seemed tired of this stupid attempt. He raised his hand to attract Professor Rahanson's eyes and asked in a stiff tone,

"What can we gain by just sitting here stupidly?"

"When your mind can enter trance, Mr. Malfoy, you will be able to detect a lot of information that you usually ignore-"

Professor Rahanson said calmly,

"Everything around you is changing all the time, the air is flowing, flowers, plants and trees are always growing, and the sunlight is shifting. All things in nature where you are are transmitting information to you in their own way, but you are just filled with that The mind is clouded by distracting thoughts.”

Malfoy seemed to find this hilarious;

"But you...you still haven't explained. If our hearts can calm down, what can we gain?"

"You will become sharper, Mr. Malfoy--"

Professor Rahanson smiled.

"With a peaceful heart, you can clearly feel the changes in the environment. According to your thinking, you will not be easily attacked. In a duel with your opponent, you can clearly detect the attack signals sent by your opponent. .Oh, unless your opponent is a master who is good at closing the brain."

This seems to be more clever than what Professor Brain taught, observing the opponent's movements in a duel?

Harry became a little more interested and looked at Professor Rahanson intently.

Looking at Malfoy, who was frowning and thinking about this statement, Professor Rahanson continued,

"In addition, maybe you all know that the growth of magic power is a gradual process. Specifically, it will increase slowly as you grow.

If you are more specific, you are in a state of sleep, but your soul is not asleep. The magical soul will interact with nature at this time and be nourished and strengthened, thus allowing your body to hold more powerful magic.

Therefore, if you can actively enter meditation, it means that you have the ability to subjectively interfere with your own growth rate. "

There was an uproar, and the students were amazed at what they heard.

Even Malfoy had nothing to say.

Wow!

Hermione raised her hand again.

"Miss Granger?"

"I have seen records in some documents——"

Hermione took a deep breath, her eyes burning,

"Meditation existed for a long time in the history of wizards, but was eventually abandoned, if it was that useful."

"I'm sure you all see how difficult it is to maintain peace of mind."

Professor Rahanson said,

"Wizards hope to gain a peaceful mind to accelerate the improvement of their power, and this idea itself destroys the peace of mind."

Another paradox, Harry thought.

"Then what mentality should we have?"

Malfoy kept frowning.

“You desire peace of mind because you desire it, not because of the benefits it brings.”

What Professor Rahanson said made many little wizards scratch their heads.

"I believe that in my teaching career at Hogwarts, most of the students I teach can complete this step, which is the limit. And if you can enter the samadhi well-"

Professor Lahanson squatted down and brushed the seedlings in front of him with his fingertips.

"You can try to consciously listen to the message sent by a certain creature in an ethereal state, for example, these oak seedlings-"

"So what if that could be done, Professor Rahanson?"

Cedric asked, raising his hand.

This question seems to involve something key.

Professor Rahanson, who was always willing to answer questions, hesitated for a moment and gave a vague answer.

"When you communicate with it with a special emotion, you can gain a special power from the communication. Of course, this is the knowledge of the advanced course. I think we'd better not be too high-minded-"

After finishing the science popularization, Professor Lahanson clapped his hands,

"Okay, I hope you try and try again."

To be honest, Harry thought the system of knowledge he heard this morning was quite interesting, but the problem was that it was really difficult to achieve that ethereal state.

Most people dozed off after half an hour, and Professor Rahanson didn't mind the students chatting quietly. Of course, he wouldn't give any praise to those students who tried hard, such as Hermione.

Before get out of class ended, Professor Lahanson stared with interest at Luna, who was using a small stick to help a group of moving ants build a bridge, and nodded approvingly.

When the sunlight shining into the Forbidden Forest turned from pale gold to gold, Professor Lahanson finally announced the end of the class.

A group of little wizards whose legs were numb were crying and rushing towards the castle.

Most people no longer think about how to calm their minds. They just want to get back to the auditorium as soon as possible and fill their stomachs with delicious food.

The fifth-year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs have two Herbology classes next, so there is no need to rush upstairs to find the classroom after breakfast.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron, who had finally been freed for a short time, got together again. After walking out of the Forbidden Forest, Harry immediately noticed that Hagrid's hut was still smoking, which was a bit unusual. They met the sea when they entered the forest. Ge is making breakfast.

"Let's go to Hagrid and have a look--"

Harry said suddenly, running towards it before Hermione and Ron could object.

Fang was flapping the gnomes in the thriving pumpkin patch. The door to Hagrid's hut was closed, but there was movement inside.

Du, du, du—

Harry knocked on the door.

"Who's knocking?"

Hagrid's rough voice sounded.

"It's me--"

Harry said,

"And Hermione and Ron—"

"Oh, I'm sorry you three little guys, I don't have time to entertain you at the moment!"

Harry and the three looked at each other.

Boom. Bang!

There was another heavy hammering sound and the sound of something breaking inside.

Immediately afterwards, there was a manic cry.

"Who's in there, Hagrid?"

Harry shouted.

"It has nothing to do with you, go to class now, I have to, don't open the door, Dongmu, do your job, if you can't fill him up, you will be the next thing he eats!"

Hagrid shouted. (End of chapter)