Chapter 335: Unique Force Lesson

The dinner would not be over as quickly as Dumbledore had prayed.

Whether it is the transformed bloodline of wizards in the Spell Card World, or the new humans in this world, most of whom have been transplanted with Force Fiber, they are all considered big eaters.

The reason why the meal session ends so quickly is because the dessert session makes people feel more indulgent and happy.

For wizards and new humans who reside in the brain at the material level of magical energy, sugar, a substance that produces dopamine and other neurotransmitters that can stimulate the brain, has an unquestionable status.

So, under the eyes of the Dumbledore brothers, the desserts on the table: all kinds of ice cream, pudding, cakes, donuts, fruits, rice pudding were just cleared away, and new desserts were added to the plate in time. It seems endless.

Only Durmstrang seems to be an exception.

They don't have a special time for desserts. Although there are desserts, those students focus more on various large meat dishes that are not even cut into whole pieces.

Therefore, they filled their stomachs earlier, and the principal stood up to preside over the end of the meeting.

(Aberforth glanced at it unhappily. For him, it would be useless to end it early here. It would be best for Beauxbatons to end it early. This only irritated him.)

(But the reality is that French food pays attention to small portions and is exquisite, and the students’ appetites remain unchanged, so it is very likely that Beauxbatons is the school where the dinner ends last.)

(Thinking of this, the beautiful serenade of the forest nymph accompanying the meal that came from the hibiscus screen seemed to have lost its soothing effect.)

Just as Aberforth predicted, while the Beauxbatons students were still nibbling on their desserts, Castrobusher at Hogwarts had announced that the dinner was over.

It wasn't until Harry and Cedric finished taking a shower and went to bed that Fleur followed the flow of people towards the lounge.

("So beautiful." Hermione sighed.)

(The Beauxbatons corridors are like works of art. The floors, ceilings, and walls are all extremely delicate, and artistic statues are scattered on both sides of the corridors.)

(But the most eye-catching thing is the huge two-way spiral staircase, full of design.)

(Hermione had only seen something similar in the castle built for King Francis I of France in the 16th century. It was said that the designer was Leonardo da Vinci, a good friend of the king.)

Fleur herself only felt that it was commonplace. Listening to Ariana's praise in her ears, she managed to smile a little more.

Enter a more beautiful lounge,

Go straight to the girls dormitory,

(One Beauxbatons student complained, “I’m still a little used to having an extra boys’ dormitory.”)

(Another Beauxbatons student comforted, "It existed originally, didn't it? It was in modern times that Beauxbatons became a girls' school. Don't forget, Nick Flamel also came from Beauxbatons.")

close the door.

Go to bed and enter a virtual universe.

"Extra conscious body detected. The brainwave overlap judgment from the same body is passed."

("Great." Dumbledore was not worried that Ariana would be hurt.)

On the bare floating island, Fleur breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Ariana appeared, she quickly hugged her.

"It's great, it's like being in the spiritual space, I'll touch it again"

"F-Furong, don't touch here"

(Aberforth frowned. As Albus Dumbledore's younger brother, he immediately began to doubt Fleur's sexuality.)

(But because he is Albus Dumbledore's younger brother, he also believes that if this is the case, Albus will not fail to tell Ariana.)

(Then his brows widened again.)

After finishing her addiction, Furong brought up the operation interface.

"I'll take a look at the food game first. There will be a fee this time."

Soon, a game called Earth on the Tip of the Tongue with a rating of 9.7 attracted her attention.

"We will take you to travel around the delicacies of various countries on the earth, from the capital of a country to the countryside. As long as the delicacies are located, we will present them to you one by one."

("It's awesome, Star Age." The envy on Ron's face was so obvious that it almost overflowed, "I can play this game for a lifetime!")

“50 credits, no in-app purchases.”

"Um, in-app purchases, do you mean the virtual goods in Knight's Glory that you have to spend money to buy?"

"Bought it!"

Skipping the tedious steps of naming and making faces, the two of them soon appeared in a luxurious train.

At the moment it is swimming in the ocean.

Unlike Fleur who looked at the scenery of the seabed curiously, Ariana looked at the books on the table, or the menu - "Selection of Ancient and Modern Train Food".

She first looked at the top of the list - Lao Tan Pickled Cabbage Noodles.

It was accompanied by some comments that she couldn't understand.

"Laotan pickled cabbage, carefully selected."

"Fermentation in sufficient time."

“Clean and hygienic.”

"Fuck it Ollie!"

“Xiaoxiang Jianjie Vegetable Industry is at your service!”

“Authentic jio taste.”

"True to the core, authentic within a tunnel."

"It's black stockings. If it's not black stockings, I won't eat it!"

“China on tiptoes.”

"The fourteen steps are absolutely delicious."

"The earth, the way, the time, the smoke, the system."

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(Ron, who was holding a sandwich and preparing to eat, had an expression that ranged from happiness to doubt to hesitation to disgust to expressionlessness. He didn’t know whether he should eat it.)

"There are too many creeps upstairs. First of all, this is a virtual game, and secondly, the ones collected are not Kang Shuaifu's."

(Ron takes a bite of the sandwich with relief.)

But Ariana, who felt something was wrong, let herself go. Life doesn't mean you have to try everything.

In the end, she chose a dish from Hiroshima Prefecture's train delicacy - eel rice.

Because she inexplicably sensed the taste of the sun from the picture, or two.

And Furong chose a Texas Braised Chicken.

"Does Dragon Country also have Texas? Wow. It's delicious."

But what she was most satisfied with was the green tea with the braised chicken.

"Is it delicious?" Furong looked at Ariana, who was licking the rice on the spoon with satisfaction. She looked very satisfied, but she frowned and said, "I don't taste the taste of the sun in the photo at all."

As she said this, she pointed her fork at the arrows floating in front of her:

Edo · Tokyo [Eel Fragrance]

Reiwa · Kyoto [Eel Pavilion]

Showa · Osaka [Eel Treasure]

"I won't go to these stores. I don't like the taste of eel."

Furong looked at the arrows above her head:

20th Century Texas [Lao Li Ji] (tender meat)

2012 Texas [Cui Ji Braised Chicken] (delicious taste)

1995 Texas [Yu Xiang Zhai] (tender and juicy with crispy bones)

She also pointed her fork, "It's amazing, after eating it, I'm very happy. After that, a recommended restaurant will appear above your head, but I've had enough of roast chicken for now."

(Simo patted the table, "This game shouldn't be an advertisement, it's for promoting restaurants.")

(A short and fat Hufflepuff student disagreed, "Didn't you notice that there are year nodes on it? 'Edo' and 'Showa' are also the era names of Nihong. It records the taste of each restaurant at its peak, and it should have nothing to do with advertising.")

("Maybe those stores are gone now.")

"Let me see," Furong looked at the map, "The nearest red dot is in Positano, Italy. It's so beautiful!"

Before she had time to look at the recommended stores, the scenery of the town projected in the air made her exclaim in admiration.

This town faces the sea and its back faces the mountains.

The coastline is winding, and small white houses extend from the seaside along the cliffs, layer by layer, all the way to the mountainside, or in other words, these houses pour from the mountainside into the embrace of the Mediterranean like a waterfall.

After calming down, she looked at the recommended dishes: Italian egg pancakes, cucumber and truffle pasta, anchovies, grilled octopus, fried artichokes, grilled squid, Neapolitan macaroni.

(If Furong satisfies the audience who love food and scenery, then Harry satisfies the audience who likes storms and warm nature.)

Thunder and lightning, in the storm, towering ancient trees rise from the ground from time to time, and are swept into the sky and turned into debris.

Harry's body, which has been transformed many times and is no longer thin, looks extremely weak sitting on the steep cliff.

The wind, gravel, and cold rain kept hitting him.

("Is Harry okay? Why did he choose this game? [Walking in the Disaster], what a strange name." Ron forced himself to turn away from Fleur's screen, looked at Harry, and then asked with concern and confusion.)

(Just now he was busy looking at the food and missed too much.)

(Neville looked at Harry, who seemed to be rooted in the ground and motionless, with some awe, and said with some knowledge, "This is the best way to feel the power of nature. Many war magics are to reproduce the most violent side of nature.")

("This game's introduction also says so.")

Compared with Harry and Fleur, Cedric and Krum's side is a bit boring.

Now the two have even fallen asleep.

And so, it came to the second day.

("What! Only one class a day! What about the rest of the time! This is college!" Ron, who got up early to attend History of Magic, looked at his full textbooks and then at Harry's.)

(The delicious food over there, the winter scenery on the cliff where Krum got up early, and Cedric's stroll into the rainforest have made him a little unbalanced.)

(They don't call it school, they just play.)

(Hermione, who was leaning on Basil's arm, stood up, "This is probably the same as the seventh grade. There are also very few classes in the seventh grade.")

("But they have a lot of homework, it's difficult, and they need more time to study on their own and turn over books.")

Harry was also a little unbelievable, but looking at the time, he still ran to the classroom.

Finally, he walked into the classroom door 10 minutes ago.

"This"

The classroom was empty, without even a table, chair or bench.

A stone door in the center flashed blue light.

Harry was a little confused, but the arrow on his retina guided him in.

After a moment of darkness in front of his eyes, he appeared at the end of the crowd.

In front of him was a primitive and ancient forest, with the thinnest trees as thick as an embrace.

But what surprised him was not the antiquity of the forest, but the obvious vitality in the mist in the air, as if the power of the healing spell condensed into mist. Harry suspected that even if he had a cut on his body before participating in the championship, his body would recover instantly like his current body.

"Great, Harry."

A body bumped into him from behind.

Harry was not surprised, the smell of magic was familiar to him, 'Draco Malfoy'.

("What's so great? You're talking nonsense." Ron looked at the other person with his eyes not eyes and nose not nose. He didn't treat him with any leniency in his heart because the other person's surname was Weasley and he was Fred's descendant. This face already made him stressed.)

("Not bad, as energetic as me/Fred." Fred and George, as well as other members of the Weasley family, had different attitudes.)

(They all felt very relieved that even in another world, there was a member of the Weasley family to accompany Harry.)

'Draco' said, "The only bad thing about college is that everyone has a dormitory. I almost Overslept."

"Then I can turn you into an alarm clock." A cold voice came from the front, it was Professor Minerva Longbottom, "Mr. Malfoy."

"Since everyone is here, I won't waste time calling names."

"I'm not a person who likes to drag things out."

"Those with eyes may have discovered that this forest is full of life force."

"It's very good for you to master the life force."

"On the planet Earth, which is rich in life force, this place is also rare."

"After all, it's not easy to materialize the life force."

"Materialize?" Harry was puzzled.

"Mr. Potter, I didn't expect to hear such a stupid question from you." The female professor rolled her eyes, "This is common sense."

"That's right, after all, you just inherited the name, not the person."

"For the sake of the name, let me explain again, matter itself does not have the Force, it is the wizard who gives it."

"The same is true for vitality. Turning it into the Force is just to let the new humans better understand the essence of life, so that the steps of using the Force to repair the body and make up for the lost vitality can become a natural instinct."

"No longer need cumbersome Force application technology."

"This is the same as the fact that white mulberry is just an ordinary herb in the hands of Muggles, and only wizards can give it the Force. force, stimulating its unique life force that heals the body. "

"And these redwood trees were chosen and stimulated by me because they have a long lifespan and the life force they embody is the most obvious and easiest to be felt. "

"Now sit down one by one."

"Isn't what I said obvious enough?"

"The meditation course on the force is the content of the first grade of elementary school."

"I have pointed out the source of the life force. Won't you activate your poor brains to change the meditation object - self to the red yarn tree in front of you?"

(Ron shuddered, "Neville, isn't your daughter really born by Professor McGonagall and Snape? She is like a combination of the two of them.")

To be honest, Harry had the same feeling.

In particular, he didn't know what meditation was.

Meditation on the self?

He did have a spell card that was always running and growing by himself - [Image of Self], which was running steadily in the force furnace at the moment.

But he still followed the other students and found a redwood tree to sit cross-legged.

After all, he didn't want to hear any more sarcastic remarks from Minerva Longbottom.

To be honest, this really gave him the feeling of taking a lesson from the Green Fairy.

It was just that the glass tree was replaced by a redwood tree, and there was no assistance from the [Merlin Circle].