In other words, Elena simply needs to remember the basic mathematical derivative formula in her mind. If Dumbledore wants to try to interpret it, he will need to complete the entire derivation according to the formula.
Give me a simple example, like Einstein explained the theory of relativity, everyone can understand his language, but they cannot comprehend the meaning expressed in his language.
Simply put, Elena took it a step further and dug a small hole, meaning that whenever you try to start deducing understanding [Li Qun E8], you will inevitably fall into the work of terrible human genetic engineering dozens of times. If the data generated by the entire calculation process were to be listed on paper, the paper area required would cover the entire Manhattan.
It should be noted that human genetic engineering requires one billion bytes of disk space, and E8 requires 60 billion bytes.
Even if it were the revival of the four Hogwarts founders, it would be impossible to complete the process of understanding directly based on advanced mathematics from scratch.
"Exquisite brilliant idea, is this the power of the non-magical world?"
The blue eyes behind the old man's half-moon glasses silently gazed at Elena for a second or two, then took the initiative to look away, lightly rubbed his tired brows, and exclaimed with emotion.
The spiritual world of the half-blood Eva is more sensitive than that of the ordinary young wizard, along with the rigorous and orderly mathematical model that exists as an exquisite art, Dumbledore tried to interpret for a second or two and felt his brain starting to ache.
More importantly, after this simple glance, Dumbledore finally intuitively realized what Elena said before, the terrible growth of the non-magical world today: the research and exploration of the origin of the world no longer solely belong to the realm of wizards.
Dumbledore composed himself, controlled his mood, and solemnly looked at Elena standing by the piano.
The silver childish face of the little loli looked extremely nervous. Her blue lake-like eyes, resembling those of a deer, were full of hostility. The tiny body trembled unconsciously. Obviously, she was in a strange environment. Her speech was so firm.
How much fear can there be in the magical world?
Dumbledore shook his head and walked slowly towards the girl. Under Elena's imminent gaze, he crouched down so that they were in a parallel position, carefully reached out and touched the girl's shiny silver hair, and said sincerely.
"I'm sorry, please forgive this old man's confusion."
Dumbledore's eyes were soft and sincere, no longer sharp as before. It seemed as if he had accidentally upset his little granddaughter and was a helpless, guilt-ridden, and compassionate old grandfather.
"As the headmaster of Hogwarts, I assure you that I will never again use deceitful tactics."
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Elena bit her lip, her expression softened slightly, and she said nothing.
For this great wizard who has been through the entire Harry Potter series, it is difficult for anyone to feel sorry for him. Since Dumbledore made a promise on behalf of Hogwarts, naturally, he would no longer break his promise.
Seeing the girl in front of him relax slightly, Dumbledore smiled faintly, pulled out his wand and waved it gently, producing a frozen lemon ice cream.
"As an apology, would you like to try this lemon ice cream made in the Hogwarts kitchen? I understand it should be a very popular dessert in your world. I also like it."
Dumbledore agilely blinked towards the little silver-haired loli and handed her the utensils.
"Well, I'm not a three-year-old kid!"
Elena looked at Dumbledore as if reassuring a child. She looked at the delicious ball and teased the ball. She pouted angrily and couldn't help it.
After carelessly looking into the girl's mind, how could he try to reassure her with a small dessert?
Realizing the eyes of the little silver-haired loli, the smile in Dumbledore's eyes widened a bit. He gently took Elena's hand, placed the porcelain cup with lemon ice cream in it, and said softly.
"So, can you spare a little more time now and listen to an old man's ramblings?"
After hesitating for a few seconds, Elena extended her little tongue and licked the cold lemon ice cream, feeling a fresh and tangy taste bursting from the tip of her tongue.
"...Fine. Go ahead." The little silver-haired loli squinted happily and said with a spoon.
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