The Death Knell

After seeing those luminous particles, Hermione followed the professor out of the Room of Requirement in confusion, walked down the spiral staircase to the eighth floor, and asked in confusion:

"Professor, what magic did you use just now? Aren't you unable to cast spells?"

She had known for a long time that her professor was an anti-mage, not a spellcaster at all. The so-called 'magic' that had been shown to outsiders before was all just a deception.

The ghost's flying curse, the ghost's walking on water, either strangulation or cloaking!

"It's not magic, it's pure science."

In the tall tower illuminated by torches, Su Ming raised his hand to pinch the cigarette butts in his mouth and put them away. Su Ming smiled and winked at the students:

"This is the new ability I recently acquired, dark quantum. You can think of it as a micro-particle with extraordinary abilities that I can control remotely and can be used to do many things."

"Uh, like a small drone?"

The girl thought for a while. Although she was a top student, she was not a top student in science and technology. The only description the professor could come up with was ultra-small drones.

"It's really similar." Su Ming took out snacks from his pocket and gave them to his students as a reward for completing the task: "Anyway, this nail once grew on the transfer student's hand hundreds of years ago. I activated The concept of quantum originates from the history of its existence and the connection between it and its owner. It is also through this ability that I can see beyond time and see what happened to the transfer students in the past."

She didn't understand it very well, but Hermione didn't need to understand it too well, she just had to nod.

"So, is the transfer student alive or dead?"

"Dead, died after sealing countless other people's emotions. What the goblin told Sirius couldn't be wrong, but the dangerous thing was not ancient magic, but the countless creatures that Yin Sidora had collected with ancient magic. huge emotions.”

Walking down the stairs down-to-earth, he nodded to the students who passed by him, because students nowadays are very polite. Although they may not necessarily know Professor Wilson, when they see an adult walking in the castle, they will still say "Hello, Professor" '.

"I see, so these emotions..."

Put away the shotgun, after all, it wouldn't be good to let children see automatic wands, Hermione thought.

"Yes, these emotions poured out of Yin Sidora's body after her death, and were then sealed deep underground in Hogwarts by the professors at the time. The deepest part is far deeper than the secret room in Slytherin. Even deeper.”

The Supreme Mage stepped down the last step, led Hermione towards the central courtyard, and then prepared to pass through the herb greenhouse from here, and then go to the edge of the Black Lake.

"I've heard a saying in the past that unstable people are often called 'emotional craters', so we used to live on the crater?" Hermione also told a joke, this is a British style, no How funny.

But the professor still smiled in a dignified manner, and put his hand on her head and rubbed it:

"You can say that, and some extreme emotions are much scarier than volcanoes. Your world is generally quiet and peaceful. There are no real madmen here, not even Voldemort. But in some worlds Here, emotions create some terrible people."

"Are emotions some kind of energy?" The witch thought for a moment. She pushed her hanging hair back behind her ears. Her small earlobes were a little red, and her head was close to the professor's shoulder: "Ancient magic can absorb other people's emotions, and these Emotions can strengthen Yin Sidora's power, so emotions should most likely be energy that can be used by wizards?"

"Your guess is not wrong, let me tell you this."

Su Ming thought for a while and raised his hand. After the gauntlet was removed, his fingers appeared slender. He waved it in front of the girl again, and then, like magic, a different color appeared on each finger. ring:

"These things are light rings, and they can be charged with various emotions to help the wearer gain strength or manifest what is in their mind."

"This is so beautiful, why is it the brightest?" The girl poked at the golden ring with her slender fingers. It looked different from other colored rings: "Other rings look like plastic or glass. , but it’s like...some kind of metal that contains energy.”

"This is the yellow light ring. It can absorb fear and convert it into usable energy, whether it is other people's fear or my own." Su Ming opened his hand, looked at the ring on his finger, and said with a smile: "I have the best compatibility with it. People are always afraid of the death knell suddenly ringing in their ears."

"So Professor, are you afraid of something yourself?" The witch blinked, and the two of them walked out of the side door of the castle and came to the central courtyard.

There is a beautiful mermaid fountain here that is transforming with music and water flow.

"Of course, girl, I have always said that I am an ordinary person, so I naturally have various emotions." Su Ming identified the corridor that was always changing directions and determined the direction to go next: "I am afraid of some things happen, and I am also afraid that some things will not happen. In addition, as a living creature, I am also quite afraid of death."

"Hehe!" Hermione laughed out loud, because she really didn't know that her professor might die. He was so powerful and almost omnipotent.

"Anyway, let's get down to business. Let me show you the power of emotions. It's more intuitive to see it directly." With that said, he activated the yellow light ring, used the light ring energy tool to reveal a small fighter model, and headed towards it. In the corner of the courtyard lawn, an unlucky foxtail grass fired a micro-missile mounted under the wing.

As a small golden explosion cloud rose, the grass disappeared, leaving only a round hole the size of a mouse hole.

"It looks... quite cute." Miss Minister looked at the hole, covered her mouth, and her eyes curved into a crescent shape: "Sure enough, men like weapons and equipment, and models. .”

"This is just to show you the application of emotional energy. If I want, I can make this plane bigger than the earth." Su Ming put away the projection, and several light rings disappeared on his fingers. , as if invisible: "The power of emotion may not be advanced, but if you use it well, it can be said to be a fast track to the multiverse level."

"Ah, that's not very cute." Hermione opened her mouth and imagined what the huge fighter plane looked like: "Although I think the way ancient magic uses emotions is different from this, I have already recognized the role of emotions. It’s dangerous, we really need to hold it in our hands.”

The two walked through the garden and entered another corridor. The sound of footsteps gradually obscured the sound of the conversation, and only the large and small black shadows behind them dragged long in the sunlight.