allendalepharm Chapter 166 Reverse Fairy Tale
Chapter 166 Reverse Fairy Tale
Chapter 166 Reverse Fairy Tale
"The Patronus Charm!" Percy answered. "Professor, happiness can dispel worries; we just need to—"
"The Guardian Charm won't work," the simple-minded Crabbe suddenly said, interrupting his long-winded explanation.
"Hmm?" Percy couldn't help but look at Crabbe.
Crabbe carefully waved the torch, feeling the shadows in the dappled firelight. "Happiness can't completely dispel troubles. Happiness is happiness, and troubles are troubles. Even a fool like me knows that happiness can't solve troubles."
“Yes, that makes sense.” Lockhart nodded to Percy. “Happiness can only mask worries and occupy your mind. But once happiness leaves your mind, the worries will crawl back in.”
Crabbe did learn something from his involvement in the writing of "Where Are the Dark Creatures?", even if his performance wasn't as eye-catching as Harry Potter's.
Of course, Crabbe's long-term immersion in the perceptions brought by the Soul Campfire also made him more acute and direct in his grasp of emotions.
As it turns out, when it comes to understanding one's own inner self, intelligent people aren't necessarily as good as fools.
"So do you have an answer?" Lockhart asked Crabbe.
Crabbe shook his head. "I can't solve my troubles either, but I know how to empty my mind and not think about anything, so the trouble bug can't crawl into my head."
Fools have no worries.
This is also a blessing.
Percy, on the other hand, was constantly unhappy and prone to attracting trouble.
So how do we solve this?
They all looked at the professor.
Lockhart casually tossed the apple core aside, and before it even hit the ground, it vanished without a trace under the magical power of the cleansing spell. "You can only find the answer in life; the magic to solve it lies in life itself."
"The reason why troublesome bugs are classified as black magic creatures rather than everyday pests is because they never have a fixed state or a fixed solution."
It's perfectly normal for ordinary people to have countless worries and troubles.
He gently drew his wand; the troublesome bugs before him were clearly beyond the capabilities of the two young wizards, and naturally required his intervention.
With a gentle wave of his wand, long, dark shadows shimmering with iridescent colors drifted out from the corner of the wall, looking as if a large patch of hair had grown out of the shadows. Percy and Crabbe both took a step back in fright.
This is a basic human instinctive fear response.
Dark magic creatures often evoke such fear.
"Disappearing like smoke and clouds, ascending to heaven!"
Tap the wand lightly.
A series of orange-red embers flickered, and these slender black shadows suddenly twitched and twisted, as if silently wailing and lamenting.
Soon, they were all violently destroyed.
"I saw it!"
Crabbe suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Seeing that Professor Lockhart and Percy were looking over, he quickly gestured with the torch in his hand and frantically pointed, "There! I don't know how to say it! But there are a lot of monsters there!"
Lockhart raised an eyebrow, then waved his wand again, "Telepathy!"
Heh!
Percy, standing to the side, felt as if he had been hit on the back of the head by a heavy pillow, and then he was lightly pulled forward by a tremendous force.
He was terrified and wanted to scream, but then he saw Professor Lockhart appear in the chaotic light and shadow beside him and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Soon, they found themselves in a pitch-black space.
It was a very eerie, dark space filled with drifting mist, with no sense of direction, and strange vortexes rotating irregularly everywhere.
"Watch closely."
Lockhart's voice pierced through the mist.
Percy quickly tried to calm himself down and finally saw a glimmer of light in the chaotic fog. The more attention he paid to it, the closer the light got, eventually turning into a huge campfire that looked like a wildfire.
He could not feel any heat, neither warm nor cold, but he could feel the soft breeze filling the campfire.
Looking ahead through the campfire, I finally saw a corner of the room I was in again.
In the corner, eerie black shadows were reflected on the outer wall of the small building, and countless strange black threads kept wriggling and falling off these shadows.
Those dark figures had huge ram horns and hooves, and their bodies were burly and eerie.
"demon!"
Percy gasped, and before he could get a good look, he suddenly saw a huge werewolf shadow stretching larger and larger in the light of the campfire, lunging at the shadows of these so-called 'demons'.
They looked so impatient, as if they had encountered something delicious.
Heh!
His vision returned, but before he could adjust to the strange visual change, a burst of fire suddenly exploded beside him.
Turning his head, he saw the torch in Crabbe's hand, which now looked as if it had been twisted by a huge force, and was full of broken marks.
Crabbe seemed startled, remaining stunned for a moment before looking at the professor, swallowing hard. "Professor,"
I'm sorry, I failed to keep the soul fire burning.
Yes, he was sorry.
He could sense what had just happened; it seemed the professor had already taken action against the source of the troublesome insects, but the soul bonfire he was maintaining was clearly unable to withstand such a change in magical intensity.
"It's okay, it's not your fault."
Lockhart smacked his lips, stroked his chin, and his expression shifted slightly. "These demons actually possess a kind of silent power?"
One thing is possible to guess.
Later in life, Gellert Grindelwald was able to teach Aberforth's son Cressdon how to use his Obscurial powers, whereas in their early years, even his three powerful older brothers were unable to help Ariana.
Gellert will seek a solution from the Obscurus, and Aberforth, who cares even more about his sister Ariana, will likely be just as preoccupied.
The path of magic has no end.
Wizards who truly embark on the path of magic may be called "magic masters" by ordinary wizards, but in reality, the differences between them are also enormous.
Lockhart, at least, didn't know how to deal with the power of the Obscurus, not to mention the demon the werewolf was about to devour.
For example, he still doesn't know how to deal with the guardian energy cluster that Tom created, which is similar to the Obscurus.
"We're all just on the road."
Lockhart smiled at the two young wizards, "Never underestimate your own power, and always remain humble."
Because there are so many things in this world that we cannot do.
He doesn't intend to create an omnipotent image in front of his students; at least, he won't do that anymore.
Lockhart glanced intently at the outer wall radiated by the dark power, then told the two students to continue working.
In the afternoon, he took two young wizards to the Muggle world to buy various daily necessities.
Using the fireplace in the small building, the three traveled through the Floo Network to a public service fireplace in London, and then entered a bustling Muggle street.
"Professor, why don't we buy it in Hogsmeade?" Percy asked quietly as they walked briskly through the Muggle streets.
In the eyes of the young wizards at Hogwarts, the shops in Hogsmeade Village had everything a wizard needed.
"Muggle things are always the best, as long as they're not related to magic." Lockhart bought two bottles of soda for the young wizards, watched them try them out, and asked with a smile, "What do you think?"
"Delicious!" Crabbe took a cautious sip, then, without needing any instruction, pulled out the straw and chugged straight from the bottle, finishing the whole bottle in a few gulps. He let out a loud burp and asked expectantly, "Can I have another one?"
Lockhart chuckled and shook his head. "I'll take you out for Muggle food tonight, so save some room."
Crabbe was filled with anticipation. Looking at the bustling Muggle streets around him, he was no longer afraid, but instead full of curiosity.
Ultimately, no matter how much a wizard manipulates their mental powers to make them more precocious, Crabbe is still just a 12-year-old.
It's just a child who's only a few years old.
Percy seemed to have more to say; although he didn't say anything, he still sipped his drink slowly, reluctant to finish it all at once.
He followed for a few steps, hesitated for a while, and then came closer and asked in a low voice, "Professor, could you buy me another bottle? I want to bring it to my sister; she'll definitely like it."
Of course, two bottles would be best.
Well, it wasn't because he had a younger brother, Ron, or because he wanted to share the spoils equally with the twins, but because of his girlfriend, Penelope.
Krivat.
"Me too! Me too!" Crabbe quickly raised his hand. "I want to buy some for Draco and Goyle too."
Lockhart laughed heartily, pulled a wad of pounds from his pocket, and handed them out. "Of course, when you get back. But you'll have to buy them from the Muggles yourselves."
Contacting Muggles is a relatively difficult thing for them.
Not to mention Crabbe, who may never have spoken to a Muggle in his entire life, even Percy, who grew up in a village where Muggles lived together, didn't really have the opportunity to interact with Muggles.
Even though the Weasleys claim to be close to Muggles, their understanding of Muggle matters is extremely limited.
If wizards want to completely change this terrible situation, they will probably have to rely on more Muggle wizards and half-blood wizards raised in Muggle society to reverse the general perception.
The shopping trip that followed was undoubtedly a mind-blowing experience for the two young wizards.
Muggle technology is developing at an unprecedented pace, and even Muggles themselves may not be able to keep up with the times, let alone these two pure-blooded wizards living in a more primitive environment.
Professor Lockhart bought so many and so varied things that they were often curious and amazed by them.
They never imagined that the world had such an interesting side.
Perhaps for Muggles, falling down the magic rabbit hole and arriving in a magical world full of wonders is a fun fairytale adventure.
For the two young wizards, walking into the Muggle streets filled with vehicles and pedestrians, and looking at all kinds of electrical appliances and Muggle creations, was also a fun fairy tale adventure.