Magic is an art, and every subtle tremor may bloom into different flowers.
In order to explain this disordered art derived from nature and turn it into knowledge that can be passed down, wizards invented magic scripts, invented spells, and formulated various magical languages and spell-casting gestures.
Therefore, the older the text, the more rigorous and rigid its pronunciation and grammar are. Even if it is just one more arc or one less soft sound, the meaning and form expressed will undergo huge changes.
The inheritance of ancient runes is like a sound transmission game. One letter always corresponds to only one fixed pronunciation. Once a fallacy appears on a certain syllable, the magical light of this character is likely to be completely lost in the long river of history.
among.
At least, for a long time, both Grindelwald and the entire magical world thought so.
until……
"rua!"
Elena puffed up her cheeks with a serious face, imitated Grindelwald's previous posture, raised her little paws, and let out a roar like a little monster that had just been weaned.
A glimmer of light that was extremely dim and almost invisible if you weren't paying attention flashed past the girl's fingertips.
"I repeat it one last time, it's ur(wyrd), not rua!"
Grindelwald suppressed his anger and looked at the white-haired dumpling in front of him. He couldn't remember whether this was the fifth or tenth time he corrected the girl's wrong pronunciation.
Whether it was her ability to imitate and depict characters or her understanding of the meaning of ancient Fusak script, Elena showed amazing learning talent. However, once they started practicing pronunciation, major differences emerged between the two.
"But...according to the pronunciation you said, the fingers are not bright. Do you think it was too long, so I remembered it wrong." Elena carefully glanced at Grinder, who looked unhappy.
Wo, retorted rather unconvinced.
The simplest and most direct way to judge whether a magic is effective is to look at the magic light.
Although I don't know which link went wrong, one thing is certain. The "correct" pronunciation of the magic text that Grindelwald said has been passed down for a long time has no movement at all. Instead, it is her own whim of "rua" that can pronounce it.
A little faint light.
"It's impossible. The fact that I can perform it is the most favorable evidence."
Grindelwald answered without hesitation. He faced a challenge to his dignity when he taught Elena for the first time, and it was in the field he was best at. This made the old wizard feel a little impetuous.
As the ur magic text that has derived countless medical spells, its most obvious effect is its powerful healing ability. However, Grindelwald did not feel any healing magical effect from the light that appeared on Elena's fingertips.
Based on this, he could deduce that there must be something wrong with the magic performed by Elena.
"As for the light you show..."
Grindelwald frowned, and after thinking about it carefully, he said firmly, "It's probably just a magical riot caused by mispronunciation, and it has nothing to do with the ancient Feysac language you speak.
.Let’s skip this problem for now and learn the next one first…”
Even today, no one can completely decipher the essential mystery of magic. It is completely normal for some magic accidents to occur due to various factors.
"rua!"
Elena raised her two little paws and waved them in front of Grindelwald's eyes as a demonstration, and the faint light flashed past again.
"But... you see it lights up again? You know, the occurrence of the same causal relationship ten times in a row has initially complied with the most basic [principle of repeatability]. In any case, it cannot be explained simply by an accident.
Alright?"
"I told you, it's not rua! Don't bother me with such ridiculous animal sounds."
Grindelwald frowned and repeated impatiently, twisting his dry index fingers together as if he was trying to control his emotions.
"Then you have to explain it to me. Why are you always denying my opinions like a repeater..."
Elena also crossed her arms a little angrily. If there was anything she hated more than this conciliatory attitude, it was the way of answering like a repeater.
Wait—a repeater?
The girl glanced at Grindelwald, who had a clouded face, and suddenly realized something strange. According to Grindelwald's character and attitude towards magic, there was no reason why he would behave in this way when faced with her relentless questioning.
Such a helpless response.
unless……
"Have you tried it secretly?" Elena's lips curled up slightly, her little head suddenly leaned in front of the old man, showing a wicked smile, "Every time you repeat my pronunciation, in fact,
You’re not sure yourself, right?”
Hearing Elena's words, Grindelwald's face couldn't help but froze, and then he suddenly raised his face and denied, "How is it possible that I wouldn't make such an embarrassing sound? Magic is a kind of rigor..."
"Okay, it's just the two of us, please be honest."
Looking at the arrogant old man in front of her who was not telling the truth, Elena shook her head in amusement and gave the old man a gentle blow on the shoulder. It seemed that Grindelwald was also very confused.
Click.
Bang! Bang!
As the girl's little fist fell lightly on Grindelwald, the old man who was sitting in the soft armchair with a frown suddenly changed his expression, and with a crisp sound of his bones, he raised his head with a look of shock and anger.
"You! Yeah."
The next moment, I saw Grindelwald flying out with his chair, and hit the wall on the left heavily, creating a small shallow pit. The chair rolled a few times, but there was no more sound.
"Eh?!"
Elena looked blankly at her cute little fist, then raised her head and looked at the fallen chair, her arms bent in strange shapes, the first generation Dark Lord who didn't know whether he was alive or dead - was it fake?! She obviously didn't know anything about it.
Not using much force?!
But no matter what, Grindelwald's current appearance is too bad. His left shoulder has been almost completely sunken. The most frightening thing is that after suffering such a serious injury, the old wizard didn't even make a sound.
Elena, who was almost stunned, ran over in a panic and stood helplessly in front of the unconscious Grindelwald, with a strong cry in her voice.
"Mr. Gellert, don't scare me, wuwuwu..."
"Wuwuwuwu, don't die, please don't die! I didn't mean it..."