章 103: HPMRS CH 103: Data collection.
"Mr. Liang, please explain why did you do that?" Lockhart looked a little unhappy, after all, his fancy play was disturbed and the attention he had garnered was taken away by a ball of light.
"Uh, I saw that you played the role of the Werewolf very well, so I couldn't help but applaud for a while, but accidentally fired magic." After speaking, Ryan quietly wiped cold sweat and made up an excuse in such a short time. Coming up with good nonsense is not that easy.
"Ah, I can understand that you were overwhelmed by the excitement of my heroic act and deed, but I hope you will not repeat the mistake again, after all, there are so many students in the class, so do not disturb them." Lockhart said, turned around and sorted out his expressions, and continued to perform.
Many boys secretly gave a thumbs up to Ryan's ability to talk nonsense, but some girls looked at Ryan angrily. No matter where you are, there are always some brain-dead fans, what were they called back in the days, SHILLS.
After class, Ryan talked about today's homework and vented his dissatisfaction (write a poem in honor or a flattering poem about Lockhart, what is in Lockhart's mind?). Then followed the flow of people into the library.
After Ryan finished his homework, he began to look for books related to the basilisk on the shelf.
Probably because the basilisk itself is very rare, so in the library, the basilisk-related books weren't too much. Except for the general introduction of Basilisk in "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", other books only have a small description or synopsis of them.
The only thing he gained by reading the other books was that in a Greek wizard's travel notes it was stated that the older the basilisk, the harder it is to deal with.
The only problem with this newfound knowledge is that Ryan knew about it a long time ago. But after reading the entire travel note, Ryan noticed something very interesting in it. According to the wizard's description, although the basilisk can communicate well in snake language, Parseltongue, in fact, the basilisk brain and mindset is still that of an uncivilized beast, and it does not have the wisdom of a human being or the other magical creatures such as Centaurs, goblins or even unicorns who aren't known for their language skills.
This is good news. Attacking a beast is totally different from attacking an intelligent beast. But some things still need to be inspected on the spot.
While most of the people were doing their homework, Ryan slipped out of the library and ran into Myrtle's bathroom. As soon as he opened the door and entered, he saw Myrtle sitting on the sink.
"I know you. We met once two days ago. But this is the women's bathroom, not where you should come in." Myrtle said to Ryan after seeing Ryan enter the door.
"I came here to find you." Ryan said. "Find me?" Myrtle looked surprised. "You know, although I'm dead, but a lot of people talk behind me. Nobody ever thought the poor myrtle also has feelings. I am not friendly like Nick, I don't have enthusiasm like Fat Friar, also I do not have a noble identity like Helena and Baron, so..."
Having said that, Myrtle suddenly floated over and looked into Ryan's eyes: "I don't know why you came to see me? You really didn't come to laugh at me?"
"It has nothing to do with laughing at you, but only you know the answer to this question, so I can only come to you," Ryan said sincerely while looking into her eyes.
"Really, only I know ?" Myrtle happily circled in the air. "You ask, as long as I know, I will tell you."
"It may be offensive, but I want to know how did you die"
"Oh, it's terrible," she said with gusto, and the whole look of her face suddenly changed.
"It happened right here. I died in this toilet..."
After listening to Myrtle's statement, Ryan ignored the story of hiding in the toilet and crying after being bullied on campus, and asked a little unwillingly: "You really didn't see what the attacker was?"
"Yes, I only remember seeing a pair of scary yellow eyes. My whole body seemed to be caught after that, and then I floated away..."
"Then can you give me a rough description of where you saw those two eyes?"
"No problem." After saying that Myrtle sat on the toilet, Ryan conjured two light balls to represent the pair of eyes and then moved the positions of the eyes according to Myrtle's instructions.
Obviously, Myrtle kept remembering the thing that killed her. Five or six minutes later, after Ryan adjusted the position of the light ball again, Myrtle nodded to indicate that the eyes were at the current position of the light ball.
Based on the knowledge of the basilisk seen in the library and the eye distance of the basilisk obtained this time, Ryan can confirm the size of the basilisk. Ryan quickly took out a notebook from his schoolbag and jotted down the data. Who said advanced mathematics won't be useful in real life.
Myrtle looked at Ryan's hard work and asked curiously: "Is this important to you?"
"It's very important, and it may even be related to my life," Ryan said while writing.
"Ah, I am honored to be able to help you." Myrtle looked very happy. This may be the first time she has received such attention.
After taking notes, Ryan made some soul chocolates and gave them to Myrtle as a gift. Myrtle took the chocolate and said: "It turns out that you made the food at Nick's banquet, but unfortunately there were too many people crowding at the table. I only had one chicken wing. Thank you for your gift! You're welcome to come and visit again anytime."
After bidding farewell to Myrtle, Ryan found a place where no one could see him and opened a small space door leading to the world of Plants vs. Zombies, and then threw in the notes he just made. This data is required to help Ryan's previously ordered equipment to deal with the basilisk more effectively.
After doing all of this, Ryan returned to the common room, today the homework discussion group got together but did not do any homework. Because tomorrow is the Gryffindor Quidditch game, everyone got together and prepared to make some banners and other things to cheer the team.
The knowledge that Ryan learned through "Making a Hundred Common Potions" quickly came in handy. He formulated a magic textile dye that can last for 36 hours (thanks to the raw materials provided by the Weasley brothers). So they can directly use the sheets to make banners.
After drawing the roaring lion, Hermione cast a charm on it, allowing the lion to make roaring movements.
"This is a little trick I learned from the Fat Friar, isn't it awesome?" Hermione said to Ryan after releasing the charm.
"It seems that you learned a lot of good things from ghosts yesterday."
"Yes." Hermione nodded proudly. "I don't know why, most wizards ignore those ghosts, don't they know that ghosts are also carriers of knowledge. When I chatted with them yesterday, I gained a lot of knowledge that I otherwise would have thought of being lost in sands of time."
"That's also because your attitude touched them. Those ghosts have been wandering in the world for hundreds of years. Their experience allows them to easily distinguish the inner thoughts of the people who are talking to them. And you are so so good deep in your bones. The desire for knowledge that came out touched them, so you have gained a lot. As far as I know, wizards who learn knowledge from ghosts are very few."
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