Savior ??? Me ???
In the afternoon, Luke and the others finally ushered in their first class.
Walking into the classroom of 'the history of magic', the first thing they saw was the translucent teacher, Professor Binns.
He stood quietly on the podium, like a ghost, silently in a daze.
Luke came earlier and chose a relatively middle position.
And after him, followed Taylor.
Taylor lowered her head, walked straight towards Luke, and sat quietly beside Luke.
Luke raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask why. But at least it looked like she didn't have any ill will towards himself.
Subsequently, more and more students poured into the classroom. The class of Slytherin was with Ravenclaw.
The little eagles have a natural affinity for the subject of the history of magic. After all, this is one of the places where their intelligence can be shown.
It's just that Professor Binns' class... always disappoints everyone.
"From Merlin..." the moment Professor Binns began to lecture in his breathless, sloppy voice.
Almost all the students were punched in the head by sleepiness.
He himself was dizzy and even felt as if he could fall asleep right now.
Not to mention that Luke didn't sleep well last night. Originally, he was a little sleepy before class, but Professor Binns opened his mouth, and he immediately wanted to yawn.
However, out of respect for the professor, he finally held back, just closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
And Malfoy, who was in the row behind him, was noticeably more forthright.
He fell asleep immediately. And both Crabbe and Goyle slept earlier than Malfoy.
When Luke looked back, he pursed his lips when he saw that these were three "sacrificed" guys.
Professor Binns' lectures are really dry and boring. And it's completely pointless. He's just following the script.
If it is the teaching mode of Luke's previous life, then Professor Binns is a teacher who can only read ppt...
In the face of such a teacher, without a mobile phone in his hand, a little bit of despair was felt.
"...And when we talk about ancient magic, we often associate it with words like secret, unique, and unstable."
"And of course, there are adjectives that are simply impossible to ignore. Powerful."
" All instability brings strength. Rune magic composed of ancient runes is only one of the most well-known. Because this kind of magic seems difficult to master, but in the final analysis, it is the basic type of ancient magic. It is more powerful The magic of the powerful wizards, combined with Rune magic, and special magic created by their own talent..."
When Luke heard these words, his whole person's emotions trembled. He had seen this kind of special magic in the secret biography left by the ancestors family.
But no similar training method has been found and he Didn't even found any more introductions.
Even in the secret scroll of the Gaunt family, it is only recorded that Slytherin has his own original magic.
There is not even a name for this kind of original magic, let alone learning requirements...
"...It was an era when all kinds of magic grew savagely, and after the pattern of spells was fixed, the danger of magic to the wizard himself was greatly reduced. , with the help of wands, the requirements for casting magic are getting lower and lower."
"In general, the wizarding world has improved in numbers and inheritance. And those special magics are gradually lost. But as long as the creation of The desire has not stopped, so we believe that powerful special magics may still be born. Although they may still not be universal. But this still means that the future of magic has not been cut off..." The content that can mobilize the curiosity and enthusiasm of all the little wizards at one point can be so blandly spoken by Professor Binns.
Even the vast majority of little wizards did not hear this passage. Either whisper below, or snort down below.
Luke looked at a pair of unknown boy and girl in Ravenclaw group over there, and didn't know what to say.
How can you do this! You are only eleven years old! ! !
It's too early to fall in love!
At this moment, he suddenly felt Tyler beside him poking his arm.
He turned to look over her.
Then he found that Taylor, who had been keeping her head down, raised her head at this time.
And the face that he couldn't see clearly in the dim green candlelight last night was now clearly visible.
On the small face with soft contours, the most noticing are the bright lips, as red as the pomegranate flowers in June, and the pair of blue eyes that remind Luke of the depths of the ocean.
Luke admitted to having a momentary absence. Fortunately, he quickly adjusted.
"What's the matter?"
His tone was subconsciously softer.
There is no way, for some people, they are quite good-looking, so that life will give them enough preferential treatment.
Taylor didn't speak, just hummed an unknown song softly, and at the same time, her fingers were waving regularly in the air.
The moment the song started, Luke felt that the sleepiness in his mind disappeared instantly.
A flash of surprise flashed in Luke's eyes. If Professor Binns' speech sounds like sleepy magic, Taylor's instantly sobering singing voice is real magic.
And it's magic that doesn't exist in known spells.
The singing didn't last long, but even if Taylor stopped, Luke was still awake for the time being. As a result, it was Taylor in front of him that gave him enough impact.
"What are you doing?"
Luke asked in a rather puzzled low voice.
"It seems that you are curious about special magic." Taylor blinked and said innocently.
Luke didn't mean to smile with Taylor: "This kind of thing can't be shown to others casually."
Now even if Taylor didn't need to say it, he knew the reason why Voldemort was chasing their family. This so-called " special magic" could not fail to attract Voldemort's attention.
If this kind of magic has a stable inheritance, or has a complete inheritance, and can be passed on to outsiders, then Voldemort can quickly develop his forces.
Although, from Taylor's words, Luke can also know that the frontal combat effectiveness of this kind of magic should not be very strong.
And Taylor looked Luke in the eye.
After a long time, she said, "Although you don't believe my grandmother's prophecy, I still have to say that if the savior in Trelawney's prophecy is Harry Potter, then the savior in my grandmother's prophecy is you."
"Luke Gaunt."