Chapter 277 Fire Spirit Protection

Soon, in Draco's secret classroom.

"So. What's the matter with you calling me here?" Harry looked at Draco tiredly.

"You look like a madman." Draco looked at Harry: "Look at your current state. Well, I was actually worried that contacting you would disturb you. It seems that it is a good thing to let you come out."

"Madman? Is it?" Harry looked at Draco.

"Of course, you didn't even comb your hair." Draco said: "There is a smell of blood on your body."

"This is inevitable. Every time before the scheduled dinner and morning exercises, I will clean myself up, and the current state is the normal state of research." Harry explained a little, and combed his hair at the same time.

"You and Granger are crazy, and Longbottom." Draco looked at Harry.

At the same time, an extremely strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

It is definitely not enough to just maintain the previous learning state.

At the same time, Luna was watching Harry on the side.

Because of her only friend, Ginny Weasley, Luna knew a lot about Harry, and she could even list all the achievements and rumors about Harry in Hogwarts.

And the one in front of her was obviously not among the rumors that Ginny had told her.

At the same time, she could see clearly

"Harassment horseflies." Luna's ethereal voice sounded softly.

"What?" Harry turned his head and looked at this barely familiar face.

"Harassment horseflies are flying around your ears. Oh, in the words of Professor Jones, it is overflowing spirituality, which means that you have too many chaotic thoughts in your mind now." Luna explained hurriedly.

"Overflowing spirituality?" Harry nodded slightly.

Regarding spiritual things, he had seen them in the book given to him by Uncle Muen, but he did not have a deep understanding.

According to Uncle Muen, there is no need to learn this kind of knowledge in this world.

Thinking about it, he smiled bitterly: "Yes, I've been busy lately."

Then he changed the subject: "Draco said you wanted to find me, what's the matter?"

Luna nodded quickly, and then briefly told the story.

After a while, looking at the little witch who was half smiling and waiting for his answer, Harry got the answer in his heart.

This must be a new assignment for Uncle Muen to change his brain.

After all, as Draco said, he has been studying biological alchemy recently, which is a bit too much.

Although he himself knows that maybe his current thoughts and actions are a bit hasty, he can't help but urge himself to be faster, faster.

Now, when Uncle Muen put this new assignment in front of him, Harry finally had to breathe a sigh of relief.

It's time to change your brain

"Okay." Harry nodded: "Can you let me see some manuscripts of this spell?" he said.

"Of course." Luna smiled and nodded: "But Mr. Potter, I still have some questions."

"Just call me Harry." Harry waved his hand.

"Okay, Harry." Luna smiled and said, "Harry, this spell is very dangerous. I don't want you to be in danger because of it. I don't want you to go to the infirmary because of me, so."

As she said this, the little witch smiled and showed the white scars on her hands.

It seemed to be a warning.

It can even be said that most of the little wizards in Hogwarts would be frightened by this scene of skin and flesh being torn apart.

"Burn?" Harry nodded and rolled up his sleeves.

A withered arm that seemed to have been burned dry.

"My teacher said that pain is a good friend of human beings. First, it will alert you, and second, it will recover.

In my opinion, as long as it is a physical injury, it is the most acceptable one among all the consequences of learning and studying spells. It is much lighter than any physical and mental deformation or influence."

"You are really crazy." Draco said lightly, looking at this withered arm.

Then, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Let's arm wrestle."

He had never beaten Harry in this aspect before, but now might be a chance.

Harry glanced at him and put his sleeves down again: "Aren't you afraid of breaking my hand?"

"What about the flame?" Luna asked again: "Is it also your good friend?"

Harry's eyes lit up, and he felt a sense of familiarity with Luna's description.

"Yes, it's wonderful, how did you know."

As he said, Harry spread his hands.

A cluster of flames bloomed in his hands.

"It has a bad temper, right?" Harry said: "The flame is a bad tempered and irritable friend. Sometimes, it will burn itself mercilessly.

But I can't deny that when I was still very weak, it has always been my greatest confidence and the most powerful arm to help me resist the enemy and help me win in battle.

Compared to other various magical spells with wonderful effects, this bad tempered friend is much more straightforward."

"Your way of describing is really unbearable." Draco pouted on the side.

The next moment, the flame in Harry's hand attacked Draco.

Then it bloomed in front of his face.

"Harry." Luna looked at the Slytherin boy in front of her with an amazed look.

The other party's expression was exactly the same as the vision of this spell that her mother had described.

This was no exaggeration.

Soon, Harry was in Draco's secret classroom, reading the manuscript that Luna brought.

"Arasquel." Harry muttered the spell: "Well, if you want to translate it simply, maybe [Fire Spirit Protection] would be a good choice, what do you think?"

After thinking for a moment, Luna nodded in agreement.

"Why?" Draco was a little confused.

Harry wanted to wave his hand and say, 'Adults, go play while you talk.'

But after thinking about it, he still explained it briefly.

"Obviously, this spell is a brand new combination spell. On the magic pattern fragment, there are shadows of Expecto Patronus, Fire Shield and Transfiguration."

As Harry explained, he recited the spells of these spells briefly.

Then, as he spoke, Luna and Draco, who were watching from the side, gradually noticed his frowning brows.

"Harry?"

"I think I have figured out the problem." Harry replied casually, and then quickly flipped through Luna's manuscripts.

His reading speed was not comparable to Muen's, and the time required was not short. Under the attention of the two, time passed quickly.

They also changed from waiting for Harry to tell him the answer to watching from the side to see when he would finish reading.

At the same time, Harry was in a state of uninterrupted thinking.

"According to these drafts, the reason why the Fiery Blaze Charm takes on the posture of an animal during the continuous burning is due to the control of the caster and the burning object."

"The casting element of the Patronus Charm is...happy emotions."

"If the Patronus is compared to [flame], then happy emotions are [firewood]"

"The [firewood] of the Fiery Blaze Charm comes from the real-world materials that are burning endlessly. Then this Fire Spirit Amulet should not be an uncontrolled black magic."

"Tyrannical flames"

"Flames are my friends. They will burn me, but they will also protect me."

Then, Harry suddenly raised his head and looked at Luna.

"Ms. Lovegood, are you sure these are all the manuscripts?" Harry said seriously.

"Yes, I am sure." Luna nodded: "You should call me Luna, Harry."

"Okay." Harry nodded: "I seem to have found the core problem of this spell." Harry said.

"Perhaps my idea is not supported by enough magic theory. I can't say which spell paragraph or wand waving posture has a problem.

But logically, I seem to have grasped the biggest problem of this spell."

"What?" Luna opened her mouth and looked at Harry in disbelief.

"Emotions." Harry said slowly: "To be precise, it is the [firewood] of this flame."

As he said, Harry took out a sheet from the manuscript.

It recorded a series of theoretical deductions, but Harry's eyes did not linger on it at all.

Instead, he pointed to the line of conclusions below.

'When casting a spell, you need to mobilize the anger in your heart to make the flame burn. '

As he said, Harry explained.

"This is obviously from the theoretical perspective of the Fiery Curse."

"However, from the perspective of the effect we need this spell to achieve, I think it should be based on the perspective of the Patronus.

That is to say, we don't just want to make the flame burn vigorously, but we should prevent it from burning us at the root. So my idea is to replace a [firewood]."

"The angry flames burn themselves." Luna lowered her head in a trance, looking at her scarred arms.

Then, her eyes could not help but penetrate time and returned to the year when she was nine years old.

In the raging sea of ​​​​fire, the figure that protected herself.

This little witch, who seemed to be wandering in her thoughts at any time, suddenly raised her head, and felt that all her thoughts were connected.

"In the violent flames, I survived."

"It's protection." Luna murmured in a trance: "She gave me the answer a long time ago."

"The correct emotion is not anger, but - protection."