Chapter 561

"This..."

In that small attic, Marca carried a lantern and circled around. It can be seen that the four walls of this attic are painted with extremely dense alchemical symbols. Some of them are connected with each other by lines, while others are alone in the gap, which looks extremely complex.

Looking at some symbols, Maka also had a headache.

He had studied it before. The symbols of alchemy had very different representative rules from all kinds of ancient magic literature runes he learned. Compared with the symbols of ancient magic literature, the symbols of alchemy are more material elements with practical significance than the so-called "meaning" of ancient magic literature based on subjective spirit.

In fact, Muggle's chemical theory is derived from a leapfrog development branch of alchemy. It may be that they have more similarities.

"Mr. McLean?" old Edward couldn't help but try to call Marca when he saw that Marca didn't speak and just looked around at the four walls.

"Hmm?" Maka subconsciously turned back. "Oh, sorry! I'm a little fascinated... Speaking of it, does Mr. LeMay play this little game here every time he enters his laboratory?"

"Little game?" the old housekeeper said, "what do you mean? I only know that when the master usually goes back to the laboratory, he will use his wand to point on the four walls. However, the position of his point is different every time, and I haven't figured it out."

"At least for Mr. LeMay, it's a little game," Marca shrugged. "You should understand - use it to review your basic knowledge of alchemy, just as wizards often use combinations such as Niven to make passwords."

"Oh, so it is --" old Edward thought thoughtfully, "I've never had any talent in alchemy, and the master hasn't taught me some basic knowledge, but there are so many symbols. Where can I remember?"

"It's really not easy!" Maka nodded with great understanding.

It's not that he can't remember the symbols, but because he has memorized a lot of messy ancient magic texts, and some alchemy symbols directly inherit some ancient characters, which will inevitably make him confused in a specific sense.

Therefore, he did not bother to memorize many symbols of alchemy. Because he knew very well that his research direction was not the system of alchemy at all, and he didn't have more energy to spend on it.

But the reason why alchemy is the same development branch of wizards is that these two different systems have a common research point. In the study of magic spells, it is called "soul magic"; In alchemy, it is defined as a basic element - the soul element.

It can be seen that although the two systems have different development in the research of material, they have similarities in spirit.

"Mr. McLean, do you have any solution to this... Um, this' little game '?" old Edward asked involuntarily.

Maka hesitated for a moment, then shook her head gently.

"I don't know yet... In fact, I don't have much research on alchemy," he said. "But it doesn't seem completely hopeless. I think... I have to spend more time on it."

As he spoke, he took out a book and checked it carefully against a form on it. It can be said that there is no possibility for him to solve the puzzle on the wall from the perspective of alchemy; But if we take some theories of soul magic as the benchmark to directly analyze the puzzle itself, the result is not necessarily.

Soon, Maka devoted herself to the research and stopped talking to the old housekeeper.

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The whole night was extraordinarily long on Marca's side, but it was never easy on Harry's side. To be exact, he has insomnia!

The sky was a little brighter, and Harry felt that he might have been the first to find dawn in Hogwarts, even earlier than filch, who was in charge of the night watch patrol.

In the boy's bedroom in the Gryffindor tower, Harry lay on his bed with wide eyes. It was clear that the eyes were full of blood, but he just couldn't sleep.

Since he learned the brain sealing technique, he slept every day. He didn't know that he had insomnia again today. Compared with waking up with the pain of the scar on his forehead, he felt much worse last night. There was no Voldemort in his head, only the figure of the red haired girl.

"Ha! Another day!"

Harry sat up helplessly on the bed board, and then held his bent knee in his arms and froze again. That night, he had been lying for countless times, but he still couldn't let go of the chaos in his mind.

He remembered that at night, Ron suddenly sat up for no reason and asked him what to do when he was forced to tap dance by a big spider. Shit, how does he know what to do?

At that time, he was so upset that he asked Ron to discuss something directly with the spiders. What else can I do? Don't jump if you don't want to!

Never thought, Ron suddenly lay back and fell asleep.

Did that guy go to negotiate with the spiders in his dream? Harry didn't know, and didn't want to know, because his head had long been occupied by Ginny Weasley.

Is this the feeling of love? No, Harry doesn't think so. It's just an emotional worry forced by the situation at best.

"For Ginny, if you like it, you must like it, but it's probably not like between men and women."

Harry thought so, trying to convince himself in this way so that he wouldn't be sleepless all night. But he found that it didn't work. If he couldn't sleep, he couldn't sleep at all!

He sighed, then lifted the quilt and put on his clothes quickly. As for glasses, they were already on the bridge of their nose before dawn.

When he had to tidy himself up, Harry relaxed his steps and left the bedroom quickly. Although upset, there is no need to let this chaotic emotion affect other students. They are still sleeping!

"Ah!"

At the exit from the bedroom to the common room, Harry made a sudden step, but in the next moment, he wanted to slap himself directly.

Yes, he saw a man in the common room earlier than him, and it was a girl. However, it was not Ginny he thought in his first reaction, but his good friend Hermione!

Oh, my God! What's the matter with yourself? How can you think of Hermione as Ginny?

"Harry?" Hermione heard his whisper and turned from her chair. "Good morning, uh... What's the matter with you?"

Harry knew that his eyes must be red as if they were bleeding, because he could clearly feel the sour in them.

"No, it's all right -" he blinked hard and said perfunctorily.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Hermione thought. "Oh, it was because of yesterday evening? I heard that you thought it was a gust of wind that rushed to the dormitory yesterday... Let me guess, it was because you ran into Ginny?"

Hermione's head has always been smart, not to mention that she actually caused it. Obviously, she can't guess accurately.

"... well, that's right."

Harry hesitated and finally bowed his head powerlessly. As he spoke, he walked to Hermione with drooping eyelids and sat down casually.

"In other words, you failed to ask her out?" Hermione said helplessly. "Otherwise, I'll give you a less abrupt opportunity today?"

Harry quickly waved his hand to show that he didn't need it. That feeling again? No, one time is enough for him. He doesn't seem to try a second time at all.

Hermione flattened her mouth angrily and stared at Harry.

"Is it so difficult? Don't you think inviting a girl to date is the ability that any boy should have?"

"No, I said it yesterday - it's not like that." Harry closed his eyes with a headache. "Okay, okay! I'll try it again today, just for the last time --"

"I don't think so!"

Harry had just finished his words when a voice suddenly rang from behind them.

"Ginny?" Hermione was surprised at first, but then apologized, "Oh, I'm not..."

"No, it doesn't matter, I understand." it was Ginny. Unexpectedly, she got up so early today. She looked a little tired on her face, "Hermione, I know you mean well, but I don't think it's necessary to do so. Who Harry likes is his business. I don't want to force him to do something for some personal reasons. In that case, he won't be the real Harry."

"Ginny..."

As Harry looked at her, he gradually realized the sincerity in her expression. Just as different people will show different characters in love, Ginny may show an emotion called "understanding".

It can be seen that she still likes Harry, but she doesn't have to be liked by Harry. She hopes that Harry can like her with his own will more than chasing it eagerly. Even if he doesn't, Harry is still her favorite Harry in her memory.

"You..." Harry opened his mouth and hesitated a few times before trying to ask, "do you like me? Uh... You know, I've always been a little slow."

This is probably his first attempt to understand Ginny's thoughts, because at the moment, he is really moved by Ginny's "understanding".