Chapter 478
Endless Corridor
Chapter 478 Endless Corridor
Wade was silent for a moment and found it very strange.
Except for Michal, the guys in front of him have no faces. The Rubik's Cube can stretch out a pair of eyes, but it has no other facial features.
But at this moment, he could subtly see the guilt and uneasiness from the broom, cloak and firebird. They were dodging and evading, as if they didn't dare to "look" him "directly".
The Rubik's Cube stood aside with its head held high, implicitly expressing the two meanings of "I am not in the same group with them" and "I have already scolded them."
Wade rubbed his forehead and asked, "What happened? Did you blow up the alchemy room, or break some precious potion?"
"No, no." The broom swung left and right and said, "It was that fellow in the cloak who took out the master's stone necklace without permission."
"I only put it on for a moment, and the necklace fell off when the broom tried to hit me!"
"If you don't take it out secretly, it won't fall off!"
"If you don't pull me, it won't fall off!"
"It fell off... but it's not broken, is it? It was Mihaly who pecked at it with his mouth!"
"Yes, yes, Michal, don't you know how hot your mouth is?"
The two puppets pointed their spears at the firebird together. Michal tilted his head and made a "coo" sound, looking innocent and cute.
Cloak felt guilty and said hesitantly, "Actually, it wasn't broken at that time... No, no, no, the necklace is still fine now, it's the other one that's broken."
"What is it?" Wade asked as he walked into the storage room and saw the third party who had "tragically died" in the accident.
A stone.
"I... I wanted to put the necklace back." The Cloak whispered, "But I don't know what happened. I just touched it lightly and the stone broke..."
An ordinary stone is certainly not worthy of Vader's collection on the shelf, but this is the Christmas gift given to him by Professor Murray, and it is the inscribed stone that the dream messenger of the Uagadou School of Magic in Africa will give to students.
Wade was very interested in how the dream messenger sent the stone to his students through the air, but the runes on it were in ancient Egyptian script, and he did not have the time to learn a completely new script from scratch, so he put the stone aside for the time being.
A rune stone that every student in Ugadu had was not precious, but this was a gift from Professor Mori, so it was naturally of a different value.
Seeing that Wade remained silent, he just reached out and silently picked up the rubble. The broom and cloak were nervously leaning against each other, moving from time to time and pushing each other a few times.
The Cube sighed, leaned over and said, "Actually, we can't blame them completely... Of course, it's definitely wrong to touch the collection randomly, but the reason why it broke, I think it's the stone itself that has the problem."
Vader glanced at the cube.
He always thought that Mo Fang was more mature and rational, but how could he say such unreasonable words to defend him?
It sounds familiar... like when a child falls down and the grandmother hits the ground angrily and yells, "Bad floor! Bad floor! My baby fell down!"
"I'm not speaking for them. Look at this place." The Cube pointed to the bracket where the rune stone was originally placed and said, "It fell outwards, not inwards."
"Uh..." the broom swung, "I didn't move it like this."
"It's not me either!" said the cloak quickly.
Michal: “Chirp, chirp!”
The Cube waved his hand: "Don't rush to blame me, I'm analyzing it!"
It looked at Vader and said, "If the necklace swung with enough force to break the rune stone, the bracket would definitely fall inwards and the fragments would be distributed inside."
"But now, the support has fallen to the outside, and the stone fragments are at the edge of the shelf, which means that the situation at that time may have been the opposite—"
"It wasn't the necklace that broke the rune stone. Rather, the rune stone moved towards the necklace and knocked over the bracket. After the two collided, one of them turned into fragments."
After a moment of silence, the cloak clapped vigorously and shouted: "Cube, you are simply Sherlock Holmes!"
"Sherlock Holmes! Poirot! Detective Conan!" The broom also slapped the ground with the broom head, and the branches made a rustling sound.
Wade glanced at the two puppets and asked in a cold tone, "Are you two happy?"
The two puppets shut up instantly, then bent over and said, "Sorry, we were wrong."
"Well, it's good that you know you're wrong." Wei De said calmly, "You will be punished to face the wall for an hour. Mihael, you will supervise."
Although they may have accidentally done a good thing, Professor Murray's gift was ultimately ruined.
After the puppets left, Wade took the Rubik's Cube puppet to the research room, found all the research materials of the past few days, then put the necklace on the table and cast the spell again:
"Omagen, Fata, Thea-Morgan, Layuta, Newpslang-ayuta..."
The necklace emitted a slightly bright red light. In Wade's vision, the runes around it were some bright and some dim, and there seemed to be a faint silver light moving rapidly through it.
He suddenly remembered the simulation animation of neurons transmitting signals, and always felt that the two were somewhat similar.
Wade calmed himself and marked the bright runes he saw on the research drawing. The Rubik's Cube Golem calculated and simulated quickly, and after a few minutes, he listed several new ways of arranging and reciting the spells.
Vader tried again: "Semiala-Sami-Esno-Omai..."
The necklace did not respond.
The third group of spells: "Humano-dilipirong-ayuta-nipu..."
The light of the necklace became brighter and the position of the bright spot also changed a little.
Wade wrote it all down, and they sat at the table with their puppet, deducing, calculating, and analyzing the spell. Soon, the table was filled with calculation papers.
Several puppets that had finished facing the wall lay outside the window, and when they saw the busy scene inside, they felt daunted.
Cloak: "We are both puppets, why is the Rubik's Cube smarter than us?"
"Yeah, it's really unlucky." The broom sighed, "It's a good thing I'm a fool."
Cloak swept it aside wordlessly.
Michal: “Chirp!”
The broom was raised, and it circled around the Firebird, and asked, "I have been wanting to ask this for a long time, Mihael, I don't have a mouth, but I can speak; you have a mouth, why can you only chirp?"
Cloak interrupted, "Who said that? It can also 'coo'!"
"Shut up, you know that's not what I mean!" Broom said angrily.
Michal spread his wings and combed his feathers with his beak, looking like "I'm just a bird, what do I know?"
The broom stared at it and suddenly said, "Michal is a fool!"
The Firebird raised its head instantly and squinted its eyes slightly to look at it.
The broom stepped back a little and continued loudly: "Michal looks very arrogant but actually his red bottom is exposed every day!"
The firebird spread its wings instantly, and its entire body expanded two or three times. The cloak huddled against the wall, and suddenly felt awe for the broom - how could this guy, who was made of wood, have the courage to challenge Michal, the incarnation of fire?
The broom retreated to the door and shouted: "If you have the guts, come and quarrel with me! You stupid bird who can't even quarrel! Mihaly has to go to the lake to clean his brain every morning because it-"
Before Broom could finish his words, the Firebird swooped down towards him, and its scorching heat made the air around it seem to curl and deform.
The broom let out a strange cry, and with a whoosh, it flew into the sky in an instant. Mihaly followed closely behind it, trailing a long trail of flames behind it, as if he was going to smash it to pieces.
The man in cloak chased out of the door, looked up at the two guys running at lightning speed above, and couldn't help but exclaimed "Wow".
It could only be thankful that the closet was large enough so that the broom would not be blocked by Michal all of a sudden.
Fortunately, although these two guys were playing around, they still had some sense of propriety and did not really cause any damage in the closet space.
——But when the two of them are making trouble, if you go to work by yourself, after the owner finds out, he will definitely know who is the real good puppet and turn the page on its previous mistake.
Cloak touched his non-existent chin, thinking that this was a great idea, and quietly floated into the research room to help organize the manuscripts, and occasionally went to the library to find some reference books.
After a while, a broom's scream was heard outside: "Ahhh... I was wrong, I was wrong... I am the big fool... I need to have my brain washed..."
Wade, who was absorbed in his research, couldn't help but look up and asked, "What are they doing?"
"Is the broom provoking Mihael again?" The Cube said indifferently, "It can't beat him, but it still likes to provoke him. Master, you should have given it more intelligence."
"To be honest, I didn't discriminate when I injected thoughts into you." Wade said helplessly, "But people's thoughts change rapidly. Before you are born, I can't completely decide what you will become."
The cloak nodded and said, "It's all because the broom's brain capacity is too small... Oh, he has no brain, so he is not smart."
The Cube looked at the cloak inexplicably, thinking, "Does that mean you are just smart?"
It wisely did not say this aloud, but took a few blank sheets of parchment in front of itself and quickly wrote down lines of calculations.
The spells in the wizarding world did not come out of thin air. Most of the spells learned at Hogwarts come from Latin, and a small number are derived from Aramaic, Egyptian and Greek.
For example, the disarming spell [Expelliarmus]. In Latin, expello means to drive away or expel, and arma means weapon. Together, they mean [Expelliarmus].
The wizards who invented spells may have initially recited words unintentionally, and combined with their own strong will, they activated the magic power in their bodies, thus forming various spells.
In the Charms class, Professor Flitwick not only teaches everyone to learn spells, but also teaches them how to break down and understand the composition of spells. They even have to write their own homework to break a curse based on the original spell of a curse.
Smart students can even invent new spells based on word roots and parts of speech - of course, this approach is actually somewhat dangerous.
Wizards from other countries, even if the fundamental composition of their spells is not derived from Latin, the basic rules are the same. To crack a completely unfamiliar spell, the key is to first understand its roots and combination rules, and then figure out how to use and crack it.
The changes in the light and dark spots that Wade discovered made this task much simpler, at least the spell combination became traceable. The Rubik's Cube wrote down some interpretations one after another, until it found that the parchment was used up, and it suddenly felt that the room seemed to be much quieter than before.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Vader, who had fallen asleep on the ground with a piece of parchment in his hand, and Cloak was gently covering him with a blanket.
"Falling asleep?" Rubik's Cube was a little surprised.
Wade always tidied everything before going to bed. Mofang had never seen him lie down like this before. It was as if he had fainted.
"The master must be very tired during this period." The cloak said, "Don't bother him. Take these things to the next room. I'm going to turn off the lights!"
The Cube said speechlessly: "Are you going to let the master lie on the ground all night? Humans are different from us! If he wakes up tomorrow morning, he will definitely feel uncomfortable all over... Just wait."
It left the closet space, stood in the middle of the dorm and called out, "Zoe? Zoe?"
The house elf apparated to the corner of the room and asked, "I'm here. What's the matter?" She looked around: "Mr. Grey is not in the dormitory?"
"The master is asleep, I would like to ask you to help move him to the bed." said the Rubik's Cube.
"Okay." Zoe said happily, "Zoe is willing to help."
Soon after, Wade floated out of the closet space and lay comfortably on the bed, covered with a fluffy and soft quilt.
Seeing that the owner was not woken up, the Cube secretly praised itself for its wise decision. It grabbed the cloak that wanted to return to the closet space, and together with Zoe, helped Wade pack his luggage for returning home.
……
Vader, who was in a "coma", was unaware that he was being moved around by house-elves and puppets.
At this moment, he was standing in a long corridor, looking at the countless doors on both sides, completely confused.
He only remembered reciting a spell that the Rubik's Cube had compiled... He had tried it many times before, and the repeated experiments and failures made the spell-casting begin to become mechanical.
Suddenly, as if in a trance, he appeared in this corridor that seemed to have no end.
The walls on both sides are milky white, without any extra decoration. From time to time, you can see white streams of light flying across the walls like little fish.
Wade looked up and saw that the ceiling above his head was a flowing, brilliant starry sky, as if the entire galaxy was pulled before his eyes, so magnificent that it was breathtaking.
——Am I dreaming?
Wade couldn't help but have this thought and pinched himself hard. The intense pain made him gasp.
Not a dream.
Is this the effect of that necklace?
They had analyzed the runes on the necklace repeatedly, and the Unspoken Man of the Department of Mysteries had interpreted them from various angles, confirming that there were no offensive spells on them and that they would not cause any harm to anyone.
Wade calmed himself down, without worrying too much, and walked forward casually.
The doors on both sides looked exactly the same, but when he walked past, he found that there were different symbols and patterns on the doors, and some of them even changed colors.
Wade picked a door at random and saw a windmill pattern on it that looked like a four-leaf clover. He pushed it gently and the door opened smoothly.
What I saw before me was a long street. The buildings on both sides looked a bit old, and the edges of the bricks on the ground were also curled up.
A mother and her son were walking over from the other side of the street. The child was holding a colorful plastic windmill and blowing it with his mouth. The mother next to him was holding his hand and looking at him with a smile.
The child said excitedly: "Mom, look, it's spinning so fast!"
"Yes, because you blow so hard!" said the mother gently.
The child asked innocently: "Is it tired? Will it want to rest for a while?"
The mother was amused. She pointed at the child's cheek and said, "When you feel your cheeks are a little sore, it means it wants to rest too!"
"Then I'm not tired yet." The child said, "I can still blow for a while longer!"
The colorful windmill started to spin again. The two of them talked and laughed as they walked past Wade, but it seemed as if they didn't see him at all.
And Wade looked at the mother with a light of disbelief in his eyes. He felt that everything around him was blurred, and only the person's smile was clearly visible.
His lips and teeth moved slightly, and he said in an almost inaudible voice: "Mom..."
(End of this chapter)