The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

They accompanied Neville to see his parents.

After that, they remained silent until they returned to the manor.

Finally, Ron spoke.

"What kind of magic can turn a person into that state?"

Mo Bai said in a deep voice.

"The Cruciatus Curse."

Hermione immediately grasped his hand.

Mo Bai smiled at her.

Although he could be said to have been "raised" by the Cruciatus Curse, he knew that the old man had always been holding back.

The effect is similar to that of a small whip.

As one of the three unforgivable curses, the most terrifying thing about the Cruciatus Curse is that if it is cast on the victim long enough, it will cause permanent and almost incurable damage to the soul.

Pain is just a side effect.

Souls have always been a difficult problem in the magical world.

Even as powerful as Dumbledore and Mo Bai were helpless in dealing with Harry's problem.

So Neville's parents have almost no chance of recovery and can only stay crazy in the hospital for the rest of their lives.

Mo Bai completely understood why Neville wanted to follow him to practice Taoism.

As he himself said, Neville really had no talent in magic, but he had some talent in herbology.

But that wouldn't help much in defeating the Death Eaters.

So he could only put his hopes on himself.

However, the threshold for practicing Taoism is much higher than that for practicing magic.

Magic only requires talent, but talent is not enough for spiritual practice.

You also need a pure heart...

When he returned to school, Mo Bai got up on time in the morning and went downstairs. He smiled when he saw the thinner figure in the lounge.

Neville saw Mo Bai looking uneasy.

"Your parents are the reason?"

Mo Bai's words were incoherent, but Neville understood.

He nodded slowly, his hands clenched into nervous fists.

"Fourteen years ago, there was a Death Eater named..." His Adam's apple slid as he pronounced the name with difficulty.

"Bellatrix Lestrange..."

"She used the Cruciatus Curse on my parents. She tortured them and forced them to confess."

“They didn’t give in.”

He looked at Mo Bai, "I'm proud to be their son, but... I don't want everyone to know about this."

Neville sat down and buried his face in his hands.

Mo Bai walked up to him and gently stroked his head with one hand.

"They'll be proud of you, I promise."

Neville felt a warm current spreading from the top of his head throughout his body. He raised his head and looked into Mo Bai's gentle eyes.

At that moment he seemed to see his father and felt like crying.

"What are you doing?"

Hermione stood on the stairs and looked at the two of them with strange eyes.

Neville quickly wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

"Neville was just chatting with me."

Mo Bai turned around and smiled.

"let's go."

There were now six people jogging together, including Neville, Katie Bell from Gryffindor who was a year older than them, and Cynthia from Slytherin.

That's the girl who had the argument with Ron at the beginning.

But Hermione disliked this man very much.

Because there was something wrong with the way she looked at Mo Bai.

Something is very wrong.

After the run, Cynthia, wearing a tight sports shirt, ran to Mo Bai with sweat dripping down her face. She bowed slightly, showing off her beautiful figure to the fullest.

"Student Mo Bai, I didn't understand the breathing method you talked about before. Can you teach me in person?"

Hermione, who was not far away, turned around and pretended not to see it, but her ears perked up.

Mo Bai looked straight ahead and smiled politely.

"There are differences between men and women. It's not convenient for me. You can ask Amy to teach you."

"How traditional~ But it doesn't matter, I don't care."

As she spoke, she bit her lower lip and her eyes moved.

Mo Bai looked down at her for the first time.

Cynthia was happy at first, but her smile gradually froze under Mo Bai's gaze.

"If you're here to flirt, let me tell you straight away, there's no chance."

"But if you want to learn something, and you really don't care, then you can ask Neville to teach you. He's a good learner."

puff.

That was Hermione's laughter.

Cynthia smiled awkwardly, but she didn't leave. Instead, she walked to Amy's side and tried to sit cross-legged, observing her breathing rhythm.

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect that this girl really came to ask questions, she just wanted to chat with me.

He is a typical Slytherin who pursues power above all else.

"I……"

Neville, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and looked at his stomach in disbelief.

“I think I feel it?”

He turned and looked at Mo Bai.

"There's a vortex spinning in my stomach..."

"what?!"

Hermione had the biggest reaction.

A pair of beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Neville and then at Mo Bai.

There was a hint of grievance in his eyes.

If he can do it, why can't I?!

Mo Bai was also surprised.

There is a reason why he touches my head in the morning.

In ancient books it is called: Immortal supporting the top of the head.

It uses pure true qi to temporarily open the acupuncture points on the top of the head, allowing people to better feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and increase the possibility of entering the ranks of spiritual practice.

But it was only a possibility, of course, he had suggested it to Hermione as well.

The results are obvious.

But he didn't expect to see results that day.

In other words, even if he didn't need the help of the immortal, it was only a matter of time before Neville opened the cyclone.

This kid is actually a genius.

Neville looked at Mo Bai eagerly, "Did I... succeed?"

Mo Bai responded with a smile.

"You succeeded, you can officially start practicing Taoism."

However, the difficulties have just begun

Neville was right, he did have some problems with his memory.

He knew herbal knowledge almost by heart.

But other than that, his brain is like a water pipe that goes straight to the outside world; just as much goes in, so much comes out.

Forget about learning Chinese, I can’t even memorize the techniques by rote memorization.

After trying many times, he looked at Neville who was sitting next to him pitifully, as if he had made a big mistake.

Mo Bai smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"There's nothing I can do. I'll just stick with one subject."

"Neville, you only need to memorize one spell now. If you want to practice Taoism, you must memorize this spell even if you have to carve it on your forehead."

Mo Bai pulled a booklet from the bookshelf and slapped it in front of him.

There are three big words written on the cover.

"Swordsmanship."

This is the simplest basic. Other things such as the Five Elements Method or the Spell Method are simply incomprehensible to Neville.

But specializing in one thing is also a way.

Neville held up the booklet seriously and nodded solemnly.

"But...I can't read..."

Mo Bai sighed. He didn't have time to teach Neville to read word by word.

"Amy, from now on you will teach your junior brother."

Amy showed a rare look of surprise.

As someone who follows Mo Bai and is familiar with Eastern culture, she is well aware of the importance of the word "junior brother".

But she said nothing, just nodded and sat down next to Neville.

The expression looks a little happy.

Although this junior brother looks a bit big, he also has a younger brother.

Hermione was also a little surprised.

"You really accepted a disciple?"

She also knew a thing or two about Mo Bai's culture. Teaching is one thing, but accepting disciples is another.

Mo Bai nodded and looked at Neville who was trying hard to learn to read little by little with Amy.

"It's just fate."

His pupils were deep, and there seemed to be a flash of inexplicable power.

"It doesn't matter what else, but look at Ron..."

Mo Bai turned his head and saw Ron maintaining the spell-casting action, looking at Amy and Neville who were very close to him.

Looks disheveled.