Chapter 357: Compressed Field

Rice studied Helga's experience carefully, and then came to a conclusion: Helga's role in Cedric's awakening of the pseudo-domain was like the foam on butter beer, but it looked a lot.

When he thought about how he had worked hard in Helga's office for three days for such a "humorous" document, Rice's body temperature rose rapidly.

"He-L-Ga--" He yelled at the guy sitting in the office chair, but Helga ignored him completely and just sat quietly in the chair.

Rice rushed to her in one step, grabbed her collar, and found that the person in front of him had no breath.

"This is an insult to people's IQ." Rice sneered and used a "thunder blast" directly on the Hufflepuff in front of him.

The human body in his hand was blown to pieces, but there was no blood in the broken body, but a lot of dust was raised-Hufflepuff knew that Rice would be angry after reading the record, so she had already fled.

A note flew out of the dust, and it read:

[Salazar, don't make a big noise, otherwise it will attract Dumbledore - you don't want the professors in the school to know your true identity, right? Moreover, I think my experience can really help your two precious apprentices awaken their domains, so go and try it~]

Rice narrowed his eyes: Helga, it's very good!

He flicked his hand, and the note turned into ashes.

Looking at the burnt note, Rice felt that if he continued to get along with this group of people, it would be no problem for him to awaken another domain related to fire or pressure.

He had to admit that Helga was right. He couldn't make too much noise in her office, but not making noise didn't mean he wouldn't do any damage.

Rice sneered and snapped his fingers, and large drops of water began to appear on the ceiling of Helga's office. The water drops became more and more, and finally formed rain in the office.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and soon a layer of water accumulated on the floor. Les did not waver at all, and stood in the center of the office to control the weather here.

When the water was deep enough to cover a person's waist, Les left through the window.

When he floated out of the window, the rain that had previously stained him also automatically fell off his body and flew back to Helga's office.

Go wipe the floor, Hufflepuff!

Les, who had let out a breath of anger, left here. Not long after he left, Helga returned to her office.

Looking at the waist-deep water, Helga's face twitched twice, and then began to quietly clean up the mess left by Salazar. Fortunately, for a wizard, it is not too difficult to deal with this situation, and it is even shorter than the time Les needed to make this place like this.

Les returned to the Slytherin lounge, where Daphne and Astoria were huddled in the corner of the lounge to do their homework.

"Les, you're back?" Daphne looked up and saw Les appear in the lounge, and couldn't help but shout happily.

In the past few days, Rice has been going out early and coming back late. He left the common room before dawn and did not come back until late at night. Except for a few individual classes during the day, he was not seen at all.

This made Daphne a little curious and wanted to know what Rice was busy with.

"I am helping Professor White develop dolls." Rice did not intend to hide his movements and directly informed Daphne and her sister of his movements. "I suggest buying one or two top-grade dolls. The dolls this time are well made."

Rice was not promoting Helga, but he really believed that her dolls were worthy of being passed down as heirlooms.

Not to mention the subsequent wrangling, he and Helga did put a lot of effort into it, and even the service model that Rice wanted to complain about could do the housework well.

"Really? Then my father and I will write to him to order a few." Daphne knew that Rice would not lie about such things, so she immediately made up her mind to buy a few automatic dolls for the family.

"Well, you won't regret it." Rice nodded and lay down in the armchair-these three days have exhausted him.

While curled up in the soft armchair, Rice was also thinking about the experience that Helga had given him.

To be honest, she did point out a new path for him.

'Should I take Daphne and Astoria to try? Although it's a matter of luck, maybe they can be the same as Cedric? 'A thought popped up in Rice's mind, but he drove it out of his mind.

He didn't agree with Helga's approach. He felt that Helga's behavior was a case of forcing things to happen and killing Cedric's possibilities.

If he was allowed to try to awaken the field himself, he might awaken other fields, but with Helga's doing this, Cedric could only stay on the road of the earth field in the future.

Although this is also a top field, it does not conform to Rice's philosophy. Let students go their own way and let students find their own way, Rice prefers the latter.

However, Helga's approach also inspired Rice, and he thought of a more feasible way.

Helga's way is more like relying on students' talents, while he is really on the road of guiding students to awaken the field.

After thinking about this, Les jumped out of the armchair, ignored Daphne's questions behind him, and rushed directly to his secret room.

Les's idea was also very simple: although Helga didn't do much, she also guided Cedric with her own hands, so he could also learn from her to guide Daphne and others, so that they could see with their own eyes how the domain was formed. The more times they saw it, the higher the probability of awakening the domain.

However, it was difficult to replicate his own way, because among the strong people in the world who had domains, who would be willing to worry about doing such a thankless job?

After entering the secret room, Les directly unfolded his domain.

The secret room was soon filled with turbid lake water.

After letting his domain cover the entire secret room, Les began to compress his domain little by little, expelling the "impurities" in the domain, and making the magic power as condensed as possible.

After refining it over and over again, the water level in the room dropped a lot, leaving only a thin layer of clear water on the floor.

The remaining water was clear to the bottom, and there seemed to be no impurities at all. There was amazing magic inside, and it seemed that as long as the magic power was gently driven, a very wide domain could be unfolded.

Looking at the "compressed field" in front of him, Rice showed a tired smile: he was halfway successful.

He collected the "water" on the ground and formed a water ball half a person's height in front of him.

Rice took out a piece of purple crystal from his arms, tapped his wand, turned the crystal into a hollow water drop, and attached a traceless expansion spell inside.

After doing all this, Rice "cut" a football-sized piece from the water ball and stuffed it into the crystal.

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