Chapter 155 Heart Blindness

Chapter 156 Heart Blindness

"Qiu, you can try to be more firm when reciting the spell, and throw out the wand with more force."

"Whoosh" Qiu's wand came out of his hand and hit him.

Zhang Xiao tilted his head and hid, stretched out his hand to grab the wand, and paused as he looked at the little witch whose face turned red and hurriedly apologized:

"Don't be too strong. At least you can ensure that you can hold the wand firmly."

Qiu hurriedly nodded in agreement, and then continued to sparring with Hermione sheepishly. In fact, Hermione was quite proficient in mastering this spell.

It's just that Hermione also has her own problem, which is that she is too standardized. Every spell she casts is quite standardized, including the gestures for casting spells and the rhythm and tones of the spells.

It can only be described in terms of standards, which leads to a problem: it is relatively rigid.

Zhang Xiao tried to get her to relax and be more casual, or try to swing the spell like a fishing rod, but Hermione couldn't use it as long as she changed the movements drastically.

This situation made Zhang Xiao scratch his head. He had no choice but to do so. Hermione was originally a Muggle wizard and was in the stage of understanding and integrating everything in the wizarding world.

The second grade was originally the time when the anchoring was the deepest. She had to wait until the third or fourth grade, when her understanding of the curse had reached a higher level, before she could break the 'rules' she had established in her heart.

Just follow the rules. At least this approach will allow her to quickly learn a large number of spells, which can be digested and settled in the future.

Davis and Parkinson were assigned to a group. The two seemed to be engaged in a life-and-death duel, holding up their wands and shouting spells at the top of their lungs. It can only be said that the emotional bonus was quite considerable. The two were often attacked by each other. The curse hit him and he fell to the ground.

After getting up, his strong desire for revenge actually made the curse even worse. In desperation, he had to regroup the two people, but they didn't expect that they were not happy about it.

He said that he must compete here to prove to the opponent that Muggle wizards (pure-blood wizards) are definitely not worse (that is, stronger) than the opponent.

Malfoy and Harry took a different approach. Both of them had mastered the Iron Armor Curse. Neither of them dared to take action easily. They just waited for the other to recite the curse and rebound, and then laughed at the other fiercely after succeeding.

Cedric and Ron are the complete guides. It can only be said that this Hogwarts warrior is worthy of his reputation, and his meticulous patience in teaching Ron cannot be overemphasized.

In fact, the talents of these young wizards are not low. They are almost the most outstanding ones in the second grade, except for Neville.

Most of Zhang Xiao's energy is also devoted to Neville. For some reason, Neville always seems to be confused about magic spells.

Now in his second year, there are only a handful of spells he can cast, and he can't even cast the very skilled little curses that almost all little wizards use.

"Neville, the disarming spell is not difficult. Don't stress. First, imagine that there is an invisible thread on your wand, wrapped around the other person's wand."

Zhang Xiao used his transformation technique to create a wooden man holding a wooden stick, and patiently guided Neville.

Neville's round little face showed a trace of pain. He rubbed his forehead and asked pitifully:

"Zhang, I can't imagine it."

Can't imagine it? This is a very simple picture, right? Zhang Xiao frowned and thought for a moment, then waved his wand again, and a crystalline thread appeared in the air, linking Neville's wand and the wooden man's stick together.

"Neville, keep this scene in mind and don't be impatient yet." Zhang Xiao asked Neville to stare at the thread for a while and asked:

"Do you remember it now?"

Neville nodded, closed his eyes and thought hard for a while, then shook his head in frustration and pain:

"I'm sorry, Zhang. As long as I close my eyes and imagine, my head will hurt. I...I can't imagine anything."

Hiss. There are already real objects that can’t be compared with imagination? Zhang Xiao secretly took a breath of air. This didn't seem to be a matter of talent. After thinking about it, he continued to try and asked:

"Neville, you are lying on the grass with the wind blowing. There are blue sky and white clouds in the sky. Can you imagine what that picture looks like?"

Neville was still greeted with guilt, pain and shrinking eyes.

Zhang Xiao suddenly felt a thump in his heart. Could it be that Neville was mentally blind?

Heart blindness is a disease that he only learned about shortly before his death in his previous life. It is also called aphantasia. Patients cannot imagine specific things.

To put it simply, patients with cardioblindness have no pictures in their minds when reading novels!

This problem may not be a big problem in ordinary society, but in an idealistic world like the wizarding world, heart blindness is almost a terminal illness!

The most important thing about transfiguration is visualization. Neville couldn't even do visualization, so how could he transform? No wonder his transformation skills are quite poor.

Seeing Zhang Xiao's silence, Neville slowly lowered his head and whispered:

"Zhang, why don't I just quit? I can't do it. I can't do it."

"Who said you can't do it?" Zhang Xiao was interrupted from his thoughts and suddenly raised his head. Harry also taught you the disarming spell. There's no reason why I can't teach it here. Isn't it just mind-blindness? If that doesn't work, use numbing tactics!

"Neville, let's continue!"

Zhang Xiao dragged his exhausted body to the restaurant with everyone. He could only say that the effect was not bad. In the process of teaching people, he really gained a new understanding of the magic spell that he was already familiar with, but he was too tired.

Just as he picked up the chopsticks, Qingluan flew in from the window with a cry, landed on Zhang Xiao's shoulder somewhat sadly, stretched out his little paw, and delivered the letter.

Zhang Xiao nudged Qingluan with some distress, and whispered:

"Sister Bird, why don't we go back to China? If you are not used to staying here, don't force yourself. I'm fine. At most, I can buy an owl."

Qingluan was fine when she first came, but the longer she stayed here, the worse her spirit became. She has been sleeping all the time in the past two or three months, and she didn't even go out to play.

Sister Bird nudged his face with her little head and called softly. There was determination in her crystal eyes. She was obviously unwilling to go back. She jumped on his shoulder, found a comfortable position and started to sleep again.

Zhang Xiao sighed, wondering whether he should tell his father to take Sister Bird back. It was not comfortable like this.

Fox hasn't appeared for several months. Is he in Nirvana or does this magical bird have such a period of time?

Turning over the letter sent by Sister Bird, it was printed with the wax seal of the Magic Potion Association. Magic Potion Association? Zhang Xiao's heart jumped, and he replied quickly.

"Dear Mr. Xiao Zhang, I am very happy to receive your letter. Regarding the 'fresh juice of mature mandrake' or 'powerful recovery potion' you are looking for, is it used to restore petrification?

Mr. Dumbledore has written to us last month to inquire about the relevant matters. I am sorry that the powerful recovery potion used to restore petrification is quite special. It must use the first-year mature mandrake roots to work.

For its principle paper, please refer to the second article of the catalog of the 1972 collection edition of the "Secrets of Magic Potions" magazine, "On the Speciality of the Juice of the First-Year Mandrake".

Thank you for your letter and wish you a happy life and magic forever.

Potion Association"

Alas, this road is blocked. Zhang Xiao folded the letter disappointedly and put it into the Qiankun bag. The first-year mature mandrake refers to the newly grown mandrake, the first mature, which means that it can only wait for the mature mandrake planted that year. There is no other way.

Sure enough, it is not that simple. Zhang Xiao sorted out his mood. It was just an idea that was rejected. It was no big deal. He turned to consider the next Transfiguration Club.

Professor Flitwick's spells club taught me about the spell system and anchoring, so what will Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration Club teach me?

I can't just set a flag blindly. Last time I said I would update on weekdays, but I got slapped in the face. The company threw me two bids to do, and my head exploded.