Chapter 256: Simple White Magic Lesson

"It's so funny." Ron covered his mouth and laughed secretly when he saw Draco's action.

This inexplicably reminded him of the scene in the World Cup where an old man couldn't aim when peeing.

In the picture, Goyle next to him covered his buttocks, "Sha, can you aim it?"

"If you have the ability, come and try!" Draco said unhappily.

Professor Riddle, who noticed this, scolded: "Please pay attention, don't let others shoot your magic fairy weapon. This will make your previous efforts go to waste!"

"Got it." Draco shrank like a deflated balloon.

He was still very angry until the end of get out of class.

He complained in Cedric's ear, "Karen, this is not fair at all. My magic fairy weapon is too small, and it's not easy to aim at all."

Cedric was speechless for a moment. He stretched out his hand, and the turbid black mist condensed into a blade in his hand.

Seeing the magic fairy weapon in Cedric's hand that was smaller than his own, Draco said, "Oh, the white magic class is about to start."

On the other side, Fleur and Krum met on the 4th floor.

"Have you learned to force release?"

"Is it complicated?"

Facing the questions from Harry and Krum, Fleur raised her eyebrows, "It's much simpler than you think."

Seeing that Fleur didn't want to continue, Harry changed the subject, "By the way, where is the classroom for the White Magic class."

"3rd floor, the third room in the third corridor near the stairs." Fleur answered immediately. She had a photographic memory, let alone this special address.

"3?" Krum frowned, "Is there any particularity about this location?"

"Good and bad things all come in threes, the number three is full of mystery and represents perfection." A sentence came from behind the four people.

It was a woman wrapped in white gauze, holding a lyre.

("It's me. How could I be like this?" Penelope was embarrassed.)

"Three is a perfect number because it embodies the beginning, the middle and the end."

"When we offer sacrifices to the great Balala, we will dip the laurel branches into holy water and sprinkle the altar three times; use three fingers to take frankincense from the censer and sprinkle it three times."

"The basis of most human life is also composed of three parts: life has past, present and future, with a beginning, middle and end; people are composed of body, mind and spirit; the world has land, sea and sky; nature includes animal kingdom, plant kingdom and mineral kingdom; Balala believes that the three beautiful spirits are faith, hope and love; the three basic colors are red, yellow and blue."

"Are you a believer of Balala?" Harry reacted.

"Of course," the woman nodded, "Now is the beginning of the first white magic class of this school year. As a believer of the church, I think I need to join it."

"Preach for the new blood of the future church, tell them what the sacred number of God is, and dedicate beautiful music to the gods."

At this point, her fingers plucked the strings of the lyre, and the beautiful music flashed by.

Her figure also disappeared around the corner.

The remaining four people looked at each other, and they instantly understood that today's white magic class might not be as simple as just a class.

They were not wrong.

The white magic classroom is more like a church than a classroom.

The walls, ceiling, benches, and tables are all white.

The huge shrine is right in front of the eyes, and countless fanatics of the Balala Church wrapped in white gauze stand devoutly below, playing sacred music with the instruments in their hands.

Dark magic fairies like Draco Malfoy stopped on both sides of the door for a while, not knowing whether to enter or not.

They walked in slowly until the bell rang and the fanatics under the shrine stopped playing and pulled down the white curtains, disappearing from everyone's sight.

("Gettler!" Dumbledore looked at the man on the podium in great surprise, "Isn't he the Dark Fairy?")

(Grindelwald took a sip of wine, but was only briefly surprised, "That's right, I only favor the most powerful power.")

"It's him." Harry recognized the man at a glance, "The man who sat next to Dumbledore at the beginning of the school year."

"The blooming of magic can only be found in a very small number of souls." The man did not introduce himself first, but said such a strange sentence.

(Newt, who was enjoying his retirement in the United States, suddenly had Grindelwald's pdst, and the words seemed to ring in his ears again, "Do you think Dumbledore will mourn for you?")

"As immortals, more extraordinary beings, we need to understand the magic in our hands, rather than wielding it like a beast like a sword."

"Now, answer my question, what is the magic in your heart."

The man's words stunned the students in the audience.

After a short silence, Hermione, who wanted to answer any question, raised her hand.

"A magical knowledge, magic is just a product of knowledge."

"Standard Ravenclaw idea." The man curled his lips, "What else?"

Draco raised his hand, "The extraordinary power that can only be awakened in noble blood, cannot be deprived, and is a birthright."

"That's what I mean, but... stupid blood theory. What else?"

First-year Harry glanced at Draco contemptuously, "Magic is courage, the embodiment of all good virtues. This righteous heart is my magic!"

He pointed at his chest and looked at Fleur like a peacock.

"Very good, but not comprehensive." The man commented dryly, "Anything else?"

(Dumbledore covered his mouth and chuckled, "He was obviously disgusted, but due to the identity of the White Demon Fairy, he could only forcefully say yes.")

Bajir raised his hand, "All magic is a ritual activity designed to have an impact on the physical world by harnessing supernatural power."

"The demons control various powerful supernatural forces, such as spirits, old gods, demons or some kind of cosmic force through elaborate and complex rituals."

"The ultimate goal of magic is to rule all things and become the supreme authority."

"Ritual?" The man was obviously interested. "That's a good statement. The current spell is indeed a simplification of the ritual. The ritual is indeed the most primitive magic. So, Bargeer Granger, tell me about your understanding of black magic and White Magic’s Perspective.”

"Black magic aims to cause destruction and harm, while white magic aims to bring beneficial effects to groups and individuals." Bagir replied.

"Well said!" The man applauded, "Five points for Gryffindor!"

"Good summary, evil thoughts that want to cause destruction and harm, and all negative emotions are the real source of black magic."

"The kindness of wanting to help others is the inexhaustible source of white magic."

"It is precisely because everyone desires good that justice will defeat evil, kindness will be valuable, and white magic will have the power to resist and destroy black magic."

"Goodness is the most powerful force. All evil is like darkness that shrinks away from the sun in the face of true goodness."

"And my purpose today is to teach you to master this most powerful power."

"Professor, I have a different view on this." Draco raised his hand directly, "Evil is the most powerful force. Black magic is far more universal than white magic."

(Dumbledore pricked up his ears, ready to listen to Grindelwald's answer. In their world, almost everyone knows the evil curses in black magic, but only a handful of wizards know the Patronus Curse, which is considered white magic. few.)

"Because it's simple." The man didn't even raise his eyelids, "Succumbing to evil thoughts is always simple."

“Just like getting up early in the morning and staying in bed just a little longer to follow your desires is harder than strictly forcing yourself to get up on time.”

"Only cowards, lazy men, and beasts will succumb to their own laziness, evil thoughts, and follow their instincts to use their talents."

"Only those demon immortals who treat themselves strictly and pursue virtue can master the power of Bai."

Draco was obviously very unconvinced, but due to his status as a student, he still sat down angrily.

"I understand that there are only a few demons who can really do this. Even among the Gryffindor students who are assigned to the White Demon Academy, only a few can become real White Demons. Overcome your dark side and let yourself Becoming a better person is just a matter of words.”

"However, I am not unable to help you."

"In fact, this course is set up to help many little devil fairies who cannot become white devil fairies on their own. They are fortunate enough to be able to master the power of white, the most powerful Balala energy."

"The great Balala is a benevolent and generous god, and she does not hide the source of her power."

“‘Ba’, opened and closed, is the simplest pronunciation method of human lips and throat structure. Just like the pronunciation of ‘Dad’ and ‘Mom’ in most different cultures are similar.”

"'La' is the most common syllable used in humming songs in primitive music."

"'Balala', His external name also hides the greatest power."

"His name is the shortest and most powerful spell."

"As long as you recite it devoutly and have peaceful thoughts in your heart, the power of good will open the door to you."

Having said this, the man opened the curtain.

Those fanatic believers wrapped in white gauze appeared in front of everyone again, and the music like flowing water sounded again.

In their mouths, they began to chant, "Balala" continuously.

Krum didn't dare to complain until he was far out of the classroom after class.

"Is this the White Magic Class?"

"Keep saying 'balala'?"

"Does it really work?"

"I just can't understand it."

(Hermione nodded sympathetically, she could not accept that profound power could be mastered in such a simple way.)

(Bajir was a little speechless. This is actually the second creation of the Long-eared tribe's magic light spell 'DO MA KI SA RA MU'. This is really useful, as long as there is light energy. TMD is simple Not good yet?)

"And why the professor is Gertler Grindelwald!"

"I finally recognized him. He didn't even introduce himself in class. How could he be the White Demon Fairy in this world?"

"This is very useful." Harry had a different opinion on this. "In fact, I thought it was a joke at first."

“But as I recited the mantra, I felt much more relaxed both physically and mentally.”

In order to conceal the ability of his magic weapon, he did not say that he sensed the increase in the power of the love spell.

"But who is Grindelwald?"

"You don't even know Grindelwald?" Krum and Fleur said in unison.

"How did you know?" Krum asked.

"I am French. We French people have not forgotten the series of blasphemous speeches he made at Père Lachaise Cemetery until now." Fleur sneered.

(Grindelwald smiles disdainfully.)

(Grindelwald’s existing followers are extremely excited. This is the greatest cause! True justice! It’s not blasphemy!)

"You haven't said who he is yet!" Harry reminded.

"Let me introduce him." Krum took a deep breath, "Gattler Grindelwald is a dark wizard, the most evil kind, much more evil than Voldemort."

"He once studied at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Fortunately, the school's management saw his evil early and expelled him before he was ready to conduct another evil dark magic experiment."

"But this couldn't stop him, far from stopping him from continuing to study dark magic."

"Being expelled, he began to experiment recklessly and spread his reactionary ideas that broke the Wizarding Statute everywhere."

"Everyone knows the result later. Grindelwald began to form his own army. In the end, he and his fanatics carried out several destructive attacks in Europe and attracted the attention of international magic authorities."

"Several attacks also attracted attention in the Muggle world, and the risk of exposure to the wizarding world increased dramatically. In response to Grindelwald's actions, an international manhunt was launched."

"But by then he and his forces had grown stronger."

"The manhunt angered him instead, and Grindelwald began to kill people everywhere, killing many people, including my grandfather."

"In the end, the United International Ministry of Magic could only find Dumbledore."

"Because Grindelwald has never had any power in the UK, many people believe that this is because Grindelwald is afraid of Dumbledore."

"Just like Voldemort has always been afraid of Dumbledore and dared not offend Hogwarts."

(Voldemort: "Lies! All lies! I just regard Hogwarts as my home!")

"And then?" Harry asked.

"Then everyone knew. Dumbledore, who was the Transfiguration Professor at Hogwarts at the time and was 63 years old, finally stood up in the voice of the people. In the greatest wizard duel in history, Dumbledore finally defeated Grindelwald."

"Grindelwald was convicted and imprisoned in the highest cell of Nurmengard."

"Nurmengard?" Harry asked.

"A wizard prison in Austria, Grindelwald used it to imprison his opponents. And now it imprisoned himself."

Krum was extremely excited, with joy flashing in his eyes, "It is said that he is now skinny and no different from a beggar on the street."

(Dumbledore's eyes flashed, "Gattler.")

(In Nurmengard, Grindelwald, who was cutting steak and listening to music in a formal suit, curled his lips.)