I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

Carl twitched his mouth helplessly. Do you think this is reasonable? What top-level Versailles? I kill time by copying oracle bone inscriptions in my spare time. Of course, Carl still took the brown paper and looked at it.

But reading this thing is really brain-consuming. These miscellaneous sentences make Carl very confused. Carl once wanted to ask why it can't be directly implanted like translating snake language?

0025's answer is simple and clear. It can be, but this thing is like classical Chinese. As long as you learn, you can understand it thoroughly. It's already very good to be able to translate most of it. If you open it all.

It's easy to be found and banned.

And this kind of learning is also good for the host itself. For things that are beneficial without any harm, 0025 will of course give priority to the best.

This fairy tale is really hard to understand. What what what what, what are these, although there are rules, but where is the rule? Where is the rule? Why can't I see it at all! This is worse than refining medicine and going to jail.

Although he complained in his heart, he chose the course after all, and he had to walk the path he chose even if he had to go through a knife.

Although his test paper was lost for no apparent reason, it was a blessing in disguise. It was rare to have a complete ancient rune article, and it was also very good to learn it by himself. Carl calmed down and began to find the rules of the text bit by bit.

This is a very short text. If the ancient runes were longer, it would definitely not work, so the general outline of the story on the kraft paper was just a summary of the story.

Carl picked up the feather pen, gently swept the text with the other end of the feather, read it word by word, and began to restore the article little by little into modern word order to make it easier for himself to understand.

First of all, the most important thing is to know what kind of story this is, the Grimm's fairy tales of the wizarding world, the story collection of Beedle the Bard, Carl likes to read this kind of thing, after all, his mother is a writer of children's literature, and one of the tools to kill time when he was bored when he was a child was to climb into the attic to find a few books written by his mother and play with them beautifully.

After arriving in the wizarding world, Carl naturally collected a lot of after-dinner reading materials, and read them himself and opened his mother's eyes. Carl was very familiar with the stories in the Tales of Beedle the Bard.

Since it was a fairy tale, Carl felt that there was at least a 50% probability that it was from the Tales of Beedle the Bard. According to this possibility, Carl began to read, hoping to find some of the more key words.

Finally, after a while, Carl found the more familiar words such as the death god and the three brothers, which had clear directions.

The next thing was much simpler. Carl did not leave a mark on the kraft paper with a pen. After all, these words looked very beautiful. Carl did not want to pollute them with his not-so-beautiful words, so he just used the end of the feather to simply sweep them, and silently remembered the steps of his restoration in his heart.

There are traces of things here... maybe switch them, ah... why is there still a word missing, and it is actually at the end?

Add one here... well, it's a little more coherent...

Carl's quill was scribbling on the kraft paper. To others, it looked like he was just swiping randomly because he couldn't understand it.

But if you look closely, you can find that there are many patterns in it. This...

Professor Baburin naturally discovered it.

He paced back and forth around the students, looking at what everyone had written from time to time, and passed by Carl several times, but because Carl didn't write anything, he didn't observe very seriously.

Until most of the class was over, most people had written one or two things, although those words might be right or wrong, but they were written anyway, only Carl still didn't move a single stroke, and he paid attention to this student.

Maybe it was because of the absence just now, or maybe it was because of the wrong test paper, I will explain it to him again? Professor Baburin was about to step forward, but was attracted by the regular movements of Carl's hands.

He found that Carl was not simply waving the quill, but combining the words on the kraft paper.

!

Professor Baburin opened his eyes wide, and in order to prevent confusion, he even took out his spare pair of glasses from his pocket.

Yes, that's right, maybe there was some luck at the beginning, but the following actions can be fully confirmed that this child is really trying to translate this article. Although it may not be completely correct, at least he understands part of it. This is rare!

Professor Baburin hurriedly said, "Why haven't you started writing yet, kid?"

Carl, who was originally immersed in permutations and combinations, was suddenly startled, but when he saw that it was the professor, he patted his chest and felt relieved. He was scared to death, and thought something was wrong.

"Ah... I... um..." Carl was wondering whether he should directly say that he wasRestore literature or say that I can't.

But after thinking about it, after all, I will definitely dabble in these things in the future. If I don't show some intelligence and make some achievements, I don't know how to explain what I got from 0025.

"I'm trying to restore this article, professor."