Rubik’s Cube Heavens

　　 In the afternoon, after the curse get out of class ended, Kewen, who once again added five points to Gryffindor, did not leave the classroom immediately.

　　 Coming to the desk, Kewen politely asked Professor Flitwick, who was standing above a pile of books behind the desk, "Professor, can I ask you a question?"

　　 "Of course, of course." Professor Flitwick stopped the action of packing the textbooks in his hand, and said with enthusiasm: "Xiao Kewen, what is the problem that stumps you as a little genius?"

　　 "I'm not a genius." Kewen quickly denied, and then said: "It's such a professor, I found that most of the spells follow the same law."

　　 "What is the law?" Professor Flitwick, before Kewen finished speaking, immediately intervened. His expressions of joy, surprise, and expectation appeared on his face, and his expression changed very quickly.

　　 Of course, Kewen noticed the changes on Professor Flitwick’s face, but it’s not the time to care about those, so he continued: "I found most...I mean these spells that I know now."

　　 "Although most of these spells seem to be one word, they are composed of a part of ancient Latin and another part of ancient English."

　　 "Go on! Go on!" Professor Flitwick became even more excited, his eyes almost glistening, his hands on the podium, his upper body leaning forward, urging expectantly.

"Well... that's the case." Kewen didn't understand why Professor Flitwick was so excited, and continued: "In my summary, the ancient Latin part of these spells is responsible for triggering magic effects, while the ancient English Part of it triggers the control effect on magic."

　　 "Continue!" Professor Flitwick urged again, his hands moving with excitement.

"Let’s use the Floating Mantra as a metaphor." Kewen nodded slightly and continued: "The first half of the mantra is in Old English, meaning the command is elevated, and the second half is in ancient Latin, which symbolizes the concept of floating. Together, they are directing objects to float."

　　 "The same is true for other spells, such as the Flying Mantra. The entire sentence is the concept of ‘Flying’ in Ancient Latin, plus the specified items in English before it, and the combination is a complete Flying Mantra."

　　 "Genius!" Professor Flitwick suddenly yelled in admiration, and Kewen was taken aback.

"Genius! Xiao Kewen, you are a genius!" Professor Flitwick was so excited, he calmed down slightly for a long time, and said to Kewen: "You are right, most of the spells are true, but there are other combinations. It’s not just the combination of Old English and Old Latin. Other ancient languages ​​also have magical powers."

"Ancient Dongba, ancient Chinese, ancient Egyptian, ancient Maya, ancient Atlantis, etc., etc., etc.!" Professor Flitwick chanted: "All ancient words have magical powers! Spells! Magic! Curse! The essence is the power of language!"

"It's a pity..." Professor Flitwick said with a sigh: "Thousands of years have passed, and many ancient characters have been lost. Even if the characters are written, they don’t know the correct reading. The most complete ones are now known. The only ancient language left is the Rune script. Of course, I highly recommend that you take this course as an elective in the third grade."

　　 "I will take it as an elective." Kewen confirmed, and then asked: "Then professor, so, can I develop some spells by myself according to this rule?"

　　 "Develop a spell?" Professor Flitwick was surprised.

　　 "That's right. For example, I used Old Latin to inspire the concept of ‘frost’." Cowen said metaphorically: "Then use English to manipulate the concept, such as the word explosion."

　　 "Oh no! Absolutely not allowed!" Professor Flitwick immediately screamed, and once again frightened Kewen.

　　 "What?" Kewen asked in surprise.

　　 "Don't! Listen to Xiao Kewen! Don't try to experiment or develop magic spells by yourself!" Professor Flitwick solemnly exclaimed.

"Good professor." Seeing this, Kewen agreed first no matter what, and slightly calmed the excitement of Professor Flitwick, and then said: "I don't have the idea of ​​developing experiments privately, so I came to ask you for advice from the professor. "

"Very good little Kewen! Your approach is very correct!" Professor Flitwick praised him, and then said with a little fear: "I just said that the curse is the power of language, and correct language inspires correctness. Power, but the wrong language..."

　　 After a pause, Professor Flitwick went on to say: "I can also use the'Floating Curse' you just mentioned as an analogy."

"In the Levitation Mantra, if the pronunciation of S is changed to F, then the cast is not Levitation Mantra, it will become an indeterminate spell! Many people have pronounced this spell incorrectly. In all the bad examples, the spell was spelled. The one with the lightest backlash was smashed on the body by an old bull who suddenly appeared, damaging his ribs and internal organs!"

"So, Xiao Kewen!" Professor Flitwick said solemnly: "Never try to experiment with spells indiscriminately~www.NovelMTL.com~ Even if you pronounce the spell correctly, even if it is one tone If they are different, they will suffer unpredictable consequences!"

　　 "Okay, I will remember your teachings." Kewen obediently expressed his kindness.

"Very good! Very good little Kewen!" Professor Flitwick finally showed a smile again, tried to lean from behind the podium, raised his hand and patted Kewen on the shoulder and said: "Anyway, you are a genius! I think I can For your question, add twenty points to Gryffindor!"

　　 "Thank you, Professor Flitwick." Kewen said with some embarrassment: "Thank you for your compliments and thank you for your extra points."

　　 "It's a pity." Professor Flitwick retracted, shaking his head and sighing, "Unfortunately, why did you go to Gryffindor?"

　　 "I..." Kewen was a little embarrassed.

　　 "Needless to say, I know." Professor Flitwick laughed funnyly: "After the sorting, I specifically asked the sorting hat. After all, we all thought you would come to Ravenclaw."

　　 Professor Flitwick said here, a little helpless, and some can't help but say: "I didn't expect you to ask to go to Gryffindor because you like to save trouble."

　　 "Uh this..." Kewen was embarrassed.

　　 "You don't know." Professor Flitwick said amusedly: "After that, your Professor McGonagall, how long did you show off silently in front of us."

　　 "If the college can be changed..." Kewen said tentatively: "I want to go to your Ravenclaw even more now."

　　 "Oh, kid, that won't work." Professor Flitwick shook his head helplessly: "Once you are divided into college, you can't change it."

"Hey……"

　　Professor Flitwick and Kewen sighed at the same time, then looked at each other and laughed...