novelraw Chapter 115 The Mockingbird and the Broadsword
Chapter 115 The Mockingbird and the Broadsword
Harry slowly got up from the ground - wiping off sweat, she passed out again.
When she just opened her eyes, Professor Snape was looking down at her, and for a second she seemed to see the worried and distressed eyes of the other party.Then, she blinked, obviously, she had misread it because she had just woken up with bad eyesight—the expression on the face of the Potions Professor aka the scary instructor Snape was obviously a disgust of hatred for iron and steel.
"Stand up, now!" he yelled at Harry on the ground.
Tsk, Professor Snape is so fierce.
Harry could only endure the dizziness and the cold sweat constantly breaking out of his body, and stood still on his feet, holding his mother's willow wand again.
Fortunately, she was used to this tough training mode--as did Uncle Bruce and some of the training officers she met on Paradise Island when she was a child.
When she was beaten down, Uncle Bruce rarely pulled her up, and always let her get up by herself.
"It's okay to fail...but not compromise with failure,"* he said.
"We have to change the teaching method, forget about the Patronus Charm textbook," Professor Snape snapped closed the "Defense and Deterrence Spells", and threw it aside.
"When you face a real dementor, happy memory may play a role. But this method is only suitable for beginners to get started, and it is not 100% operable-when a wizard is attacked by a dementor When you are surrounded, it is difficult to evoke any happy memory, how can you find the most powerful memory..." The Potions Professor analyzed Harry very patiently in a low voice.
"You've already been able to release a physical Patronus—Mockingbird...I won't comment for now." Snape paused, holding back the urge to explode.
He sincerely hopes that this uncommon choice of Patronus is due to the fact that Harley is a Robin herself; not because of little Wayne...
It's really not as good as a bat...
He endured and endured, "The size of the patron saint is not a problem, and the robin is indeed not big, but didn't it be said in the textbook just now that a wizard named Ilyus used a little mouse to block it?" The dementors that attacked the entire village... The legend naturally has elements of exaggeration, so there is no need to blindly use it as a reference, but at least the principle is universal."
Harry nodded, still shivering from the cold, she thought the robin was too small when it first flew from the tip of the stick - although it was cute and pretty.
"When you are proficient enough with the spell, you will understand that the most powerful source of the Patronus Charm is willpower and self-confidence." Snape said, "Happy memories are unnecessary, such as I……"*
He knew, of course, that his heart was not pure, nor did he have any happy memories—at least not enough to conjure a Patronus.
However, he stopped in time, and Harry didn't need to understand his mental journey.
Harry's eyes widened, "That's right... I don't know what Professor Snape's Patronus looks like yet."
"It doesn't matter," Snape replied decisively.
Harry stared suspiciously at the potions professor in front of him, recalled the theory he just said, and supplemented what he hadn't said in surprise, "So...professor, you don't have the happiest memory?"
This dead girl was taught too clever by that detective Wayne!Sure enough, you shouldn't say anything in front of her!
"It has nothing to do with today's practice."
"This sounds so sad..." The dead girl opened her green eyes wide and looked up at him innocently and sympathetically.
"Do you need me to introduce you to a girlfriend? There are quite a few single young women in the Justice League." Harry shrugged, actively advising the Potions Master, "Worse, Paradise Island? Of course there are some Amazon girls... I still like Miss Sister, but I can always find you a few Miss Sisters who don't like Miss Sister."
What is this all about?It must be because she was locked on by Professor Snape's death vision, which made her a little bit tongue-in-cheek.
"Thank you, Miss Potter, for your concern, no need." Snape gritted his teeth, and managed to control him... must have been too lenient to this damn girl recently!
"Keep practicing!"
With a flick of his wand, he released the boggart from the chest...
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"So, you have practiced the Patronus Charm now?"
In the restaurant, Queenie asked Harry while she was carefully cutting the lamb chops.
The blonde girl was visibly tanned after a summer trip to Brazil.
The girls at Thunderbird think it's more beautiful with a tan like this (and the guys think so...) and Queenie is proud of it.
"Well," Harry shrugged, "the training process was pretty damned—my Patronus was a mockingbird, if you wanted to know."
"It's not difficult to guess." Queenie took a sip of milk and leaned into Harry's ear, "A boy in the fourth grade of Maobao asked me about you when you went to make up lessons yesterday, and then gave me A letter, let me hand it to you, I can't push it away, I can only tear it up according to your usual request."
"Thanks," Harry nodded, "Mainly after Tom's incident...I'm always a little uncomfortable with boys from these magic schools..."
"You actually meant to say, you always want to beat them up," Queenie giggled, "when they get close to you."
"...Don't tell anyone else." Harry made a grimace, held up a fork, and whispered to Queenie.
At this time, three eye-catching owls flew into the dining room. They carried a long package and flew towards Harry mightily.
The two girls quickly made room for the package at the table.Harry immediately saw that the three owls belonged to the family, and they were locked up every day, but they were suffocated, and they were unwilling to fly back after putting down the package.
"Who is this who gave you another broom?" Queenie poked the package curiously.
Harry shook her head, saying that she didn't know, she didn't need a new broom, the Stars and Stripes worked fine all the time.
After opening the package a few times, Harley and Queenie were stunned, not even noticing that the owl was stealing their drink.
"I don't understand..." said Queenie.
"I don't even... understand." Harry murmured.
Now, on the dining table of the two girls, there is a shocking big knife - Damian's.
And it was the first time he came to Gotham when he was a child, and he brought it with him from the League of Assassins.
"... By the way, does Ilvermorny allow students to bring cold weapons into the campus?" Harry quickly looked around, but no professor or administrator rushed over to confiscate them yet. "I won't be punished."
"Here is a letter, um, to be precise, it should be a message." Queenie held a small piece of paper from the edge of the sword case and handed it to Harry.
On the slip of paper was Damian's gothic cursive, which he almost never used - honestly, no one used...
"Forgive me for writing you in this font, I'm just guessing that you wizards might like it."
No, we don't like it... when did she express her liking for goth curlicues... Halle mused.
"Writing letters is an ancient form of communication that is stupid and inefficient. So I'll make a long story short - don't push the contents of the package back to me. I've grown taller now, and this sword is too short and too small, throw it at You did, since you were always targeted at wizarding school. Your stick of the same model as Drake's isn't going to kill."
The message on the note was very short, signed "Damian".
Harry turned the little piece of paper over and over again, but didn't understand what Damian meant...
Queenie also frowned, helping Harry think, but her attention wandered to other aspects...
"About Damian's distaste for how short his knife is - my dad once knew a neuropsychologist, Dr. Hofstadter, and she had a saying that made my mom laugh a lot - 'Oh, man, always feel Own stuff is not thick enough, except tumors.'*”
"I must say, you came back from Brazil turning evil." Harry put down the note, grinning at Queenie.
"The group of my father's students talked about Freud's... sexology and so on every day at my house... I was fascinated by it." Queenie rolled her eyes, "Wait, can you understand?" She was surprised Say, "I thought you couldn't understand..."
Harry shrugged, "It's not that I don't understand anything, it's nothing. I've read all 12 volumes of Cleo's commentary on earthly pleasures. I watched it with Kara when I was in Paradise Island."*
As for the question of whether Damian, like the man in Dr. Hofstadter's mouth, thinks that his "thing" is not big enough under the hint of Queenie's joke, Harry refuses to think about it.
This is not something a 13-year-old girl should think about!
She really shouldn't be reading these 12 books.
"12 books? Whoa... can I borrow them?"
"Of course you can, when you have the opportunity to go to the island again."
"I think I understand what Damian means." Harry stared at the knives on the dining table. Seeing that Harry ignored them and was only in a daze, the owls fluttered their wings and flew away one after another.
"I guess...it's a gift?" Harry scratched the back of his head, "because, today is the date we first practiced together five years ago. When I was 8 years old and first arrived at Wayne Mansion, I just Not long after I started training, he beat me to the ground with a stick..."
Queenie's expression was very tangled, she looked over like Harry was confused by snot, "Are you sure?"
The author has something to say:
*"Failure is allowed...but no compromise with failure is allowed." Quote from Earth-[-] Bruce when training Helena.
*clio'scriticismonearthlypleasure is the 12 books (about flesh/body pleasure) mentioned by ww and Steve in the Wonder Woman movie when they chatted on the boat (evil laugh)
*'Ah, man, I always feel that my things are not thick enough, except for tumors. ' from The Big Bang Theory.
*The following is the information of the guardian deity:
"It is a widely circulated and accepted belief that wizards with impure hearts cannot successfully cast Patronuses. The most famous example of the backlash of a spell is Raczidian the Dark Wizard, who was eaten by maggots" - from pottermore Spangler Spells for Defense and Deterrence.
(The only Death Eater with a Patronus in the original books is Snape. And, according to hpwiki, using a Patronus to send messages was invented by Dumbledore and is exclusive to members of the Order of the Phoenix.)
Also from pottemore, it is mentioned that some wizards with moral problems can also successfully release the Patronus (such as Umbridge), which may be due to their absolute confidence in the justice of their actions, forming a source of their own happiness.Due to the space limit, the original text will not be posted.
Snape's theory in the main text of this chapter echoes the scene in Harry 3 where male Harry successfully released the Patronus by the lake. Male Harry was not thinking about happy memories at the time, but understood that he himself was the one who saved him and The people from Sirius then directly successfully opened a big one.
The above information about the patron saint is all from the words in my next-door article (the author of the garbage is a lazy person =w=), maybe the little angels who have read the next-door article have a sense of deja vu.