Chapter 2017 Seeing the Fog Again

"...According to Hecate's uncertainty theory, we can know that it is impossible for anyone to achieve 'full imagination' when casting all the transformation spells. That is to say, no matter how hard we usually study and study the material The nature reflects that in actual use, we are all 'careless'. We can't take all the details into account-yes, I can't do it either."

"However, why can we still successfully perform the transformation technique under such 'sloppy' circumstances? Or, why can we still significantly increase the success rate of transformation through continuous practice? This is actually because, we Every time we cast a spell successfully, it will leave some traces in our subconscious mind, and they will help us invisibly cast the spell next time..."

"Therefore, continuous practice is definitely necessary. Please don't slack off after class. Even if we always become 'sloppy' in actual use, daily practice will still bring us great benefits. s help."

Professor McGonagall lectured seriously on the podium. While explaining the boring metamorphosis theory, he did not forget to encourage everyone to practice by themselves after class.

But to be honest, in Professor McGonagall's class, there were actually relatively few such deliberate reminders before. It's just that the situation in Europe has become more and more serious recently, and it has filled her heart with worries, so that she can't help but want to let the students grow up as soon as possible, and gain some ability to protect themselves.

However, geniuses in this world are often a minority, and luck does not always patronize. Learning things must not be rushed.

But even so, the little wizards listened as hard as they could.

Undoubtedly, by now, the students on board had already had a lot of guesses about the outside world. Even if the professors don't often talk to them about specific things, there is always a reason for the ship not docking for such a long time, isn't there? Little wizards are not stupid.

And it was at this moment when the professor was worried and the students were secretly anxious, suddenly a little wizard who was seated closer to the porthole suddenly seemed to have caught a glimpse of something, and was stunned for a moment.

"Hey! Look, it's foggy outside—"

He reached out and poked the classmate in the seat next to him, then looked out the window and whispered.

Yes, the sea seems to be a little foggy outside - it's not the weird gray fog like the British land, it's just a very ordinary fog.

Apparently, fog at sea is not uncommon either. Sometimes when the wind is stronger, the sea is often covered with a thin layer of water mist, and if sometimes the fog is very heavy, it may mean that a storm is coming.

And in fact, during this voyage of time,

Even the most terrible sea thunderstorm weather has been experienced more than once.

"What's the big deal... Don't be distracted! This is Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, are you desperate?"

The classmate whose elbow he poked with his finger didn't even move his head, and just complained like this in a very small voice.

"But--"

The little wizard couldn't help turning his head to look again, but saw that the fog outside the porthole seemed to be thickening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon the window was covered with a layer of water vapor, making it impossible to see anything Cleared up.

However, when I think that what my classmates said is also true, it seems that there is nothing to make a fuss about.

"But... I seem to have seen something huge passing by outside just now." He couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "Well, forget it... It's hazy, maybe I misread it!"

Thinking about it this way, he forced himself back to the state of listening to the class carefully, and put aside the doubts in his mind for the time being.

It's just that the mist is a real mist, and the huge shadow he saw was also not an illusion.

...

Almost at the same time, Snape, who was talking casually with his younger sister Tia on the upper deck, suddenly frowned slightly, and then turned around to look at the sea beyond the ship's side.

"Is it foggy again?" He muttered a little annoyed.

"Well," Tia couldn't help but paused for a moment when she heard the words, and echoed, "Every time there is fog, it always reminds me of Mr. Lockhart's performance...Mr. McLean's magic is really amazing. "

"That's just with the help of Dumbledore's Pensieve." Snape said so, and then he added, "However, that kid's talent and ability are indeed not bad."

"Here you are again." Tia blinked her eyes, "Can't you just praise others sincerely?"

But Snape just shook his head disapprovingly.

"Those who are really capable don't need my praise."

He said so casually, but his eyes kept wandering in the thicker and thicker fog on the sea. Because at this moment, he who is proficient in Occlumency has already vaguely noticed that some kind of spiritual power seems to be quietly spreading in the fog.

However, he couldn't find the source of that power.

"Tia, go back to the cabin!"

"Oh, of course, the fog suddenly became so thick that the hem of my clothes was almost wet."

As soon as the voice fell, Snape was the first to walk quickly towards the hatch. When she saw it, she hurriedly ran after her, and the two got into the cabin in a blink of an eye.

"Stay safe."

As soon as he entered the cabin, Snape drew out his wand and cast a spell with his backhand, directly sealing the cabin door. Seeing that the fog no longer came in through the gap in the door, he nodded his head, and then strode straight along the aisle to the back half of the ship. But after taking a step, he suddenly paused, turned to look at Tia and said:

"What are you still doing? Follow up."

Tia, who was lagging behind, was still looking at the hatch that Snape had sealed, and she hurriedly followed after hearing the other party's reminder.

During this period of getting along with Snape, she had a little understanding of this brother. Now that the other party is doing this, needless to say, something may have happened.

After a while, Snape passed the classroom on the ship where Professor McGonagall was teaching. After thinking for a while, he stopped in front of the classroom door and knocked on the door.

Soon, the sound of lectures inside stopped.

"Please come in."

As soon as McGonagall's voice came to mind, Snape opened the hatch of the classroom, took a step inside and said to the other party behind the podium:

"There is a situation, please suspend the class for a while!"

Because it was inconvenient to elaborate in front of the students, Snape just mentioned this, then immediately turned around and left the classroom, continuing to walk to the other end of the corridor.