Inside the mind cottage, Zhang Xiao stood before the cabinet in the middle, watching the book floating in the air and radiating a distorting force.
It was clearly more stable than last time, when he had not even been able to make out its cover.
This time, he could occasionally glimpse the patterns on it.
Once this book stops distorting everything around it, will that mean I've truly reached the realm Professor Flitwick mentioned?
Then what realm is Professor Dumbledore in?
Zhang Xiao reached out, and the book drifted slowly over to settle in his palm. He had no trouble reading it himself; it was his own understanding, after all. He leafed through it and discovered that the first few pages had actually gained some new material.
It all concerned the standardized spellcasting system, such as casting gestures. The thrust was particularly important; many spells ended with a thrusting motion.
This understanding had collided with "spelllessness" and developed into something new: the thrusting motion carried a powerful suggestive effect. Even "spelllessness" could make use of it, reinforcing subconscious suggestions through movement.
Unfortunately, although he had read quite a lot over the past two weeks, very little of it could produce this kind of collision.
I need to study hard!
Zhang Xiao closed the book and gently lifted his hand, sending it floating back into the cabinet. Chains materialized out of thin air once more, clattering as they locked the cabinet tight.
Certain things slowly faded away. Zhang Xiao frowned, took a little time to adjust to this state of "weakness," and left the mind cottage.
He found Madam Pomfrey and, amid her startled, furious exclamations-"How could you get up by yourself? I haven't examined you yet!"-hurried through a checkup before fleeing. Sometimes, the queen of the Hospital Wing would not