Dudley's grandfather lives in the countryside, where there are beautiful hills and mountains, and a small crystal-like lake at the foot of the mountains. Dursley's old house is located not far from the lake. What the old man likes most is to carry a boat on a sunny day. Go fishing at the lake with your fishing rod.
This is a good place to retire, quiet and comfortable, with few people disturbing you.
But to be honest, how could an old man not like his son and grandson to visit him? Today is another lively day, because Harry's birthday is here. Uncle Vernon took advantage of the weekend to drive the family to the countryside, happily carrying a shotgun. departure.
He had brought Harry here since the children were eight years old, and it only took Harry less than an hour to fully learn the skills taught by his grandfather. After he shot two fat rabbits with his own hands, he would bring them with him when he had time. The children didn't come just because they were greedy for the game... In fact, that's right.
The roasts, stews, and stews made by Harry were so fragrant. This child seemed to be born to cook. Whenever the prey was processed into fragrant delicacies, he could always forget that he was still living in the food desert of England. fact.
"I went to the woods to take a look. I hope I can get a deer back today. Hunting will be banned for a while. We have to wait until next year. Rabbits are not as delicious as deer."
"Dudley, are you going?"
Harry shouted loudly in the direction of the back door.
"I was digging soil for my grandma. Grandma said I would look better if I lost weight. I have to sweat!"
Dudley, who was carrying tools to help his grandma cultivate the back garden, wiped his face and instantly became a tabby cat, but he didn't care about that.
"If you encounter pheasants, remember to bring two back. I also want to try the mud chicken I made last time."
"There are plenty of pheasants. Remember to go to the lake later and help grandpa get the fish back."
"Uncle Vernon, let's go. We have to be back before four o'clock. It will take a lot of effort to deal with those things. I'm not proficient in magic yet. Unfortunately, I can only use it this year. After I enter school, I can't use it outside. It’s magic.”
"It's the same without magic." Uncle Vernon smiled cheerfully, "Come on Harry, let's go back quickly. I hope we have good luck today."
The two of them got into Grandpa's pickup truck. Uncle Vernon's sedan was not suitable for driving on dirt roads in the country, not to mention that they had to go into the mountains.
After driving along a relatively flat road for more than half an hour, they quickly left the small town behind and plunged into the hills and mountains.
This is a legal hunting ground. There are limited hours for hunting deer, but there is no need to hunt the overflowing pheasants. There are also rabbits, squirrels, and wild boars. However, the meat of this guy is tough and spicy, and to be honest, it doesn't taste good.
After parking the car, Harry got out of the car. Uncle Vernon's three hundred kilogram body was not suitable for going into the mountains. He would be out of breath before walking very far. This happened to Harry alone or with Dudley. Let's go together. He waved to Uncle Vernon and trotted into the woods.
Since the world has always used clean electricity, it has done little damage to forests. In England, brown bears are not extinct, and many wild animals are even showing signs of overpopulation. Hunting must be opened regularly to allow hunters to control signs of overpopulation. Only in this way can the stability of the ecology be maintained. Many ferocious beasts have been killed by people because of the danger, so naturally more efforts must be expended.
Harry actually had another consideration for going into the mountains this time. He needed a testing ground without neighbors or strangers to disturb him, to try out his magic spells and wands.
His two wands: the ebony M1911 in his left hand and the white ivory Glock G18 in his right hand have completely different properties.
Ebony is a powerful single-shot wand. It has a casting interval similar to the cooldown CD, about one second. It seems to consume more magic power when casting the spell, and the sound when firing is also duller.
White ivory is different, it is very light, the trigger is very sensitive and light, the spells can be cast continuously, one after another, it consumes less magic power than ebony, the sound of the gun is clear and crisp, and most importantly, the white ivory gun body There is a speed handle that changes the firing mode. Up is single shot, down is continuous fire, and fully automatic continuous fire.
As long as Harry uses the magic spell and keeps pulling the trigger, the same magic will pour out at a rate of three shots per second, and this is by no means the limit of White Ivory. Although Harry, who only relies on self-taught, can use it He had learned magic, but it was obvious that his spellcasting had a lot of room for improvement. If he had a formal and good education, Harry believed that he could soon use white ivory to fire eight to ten spells per second, although only The rate of fire was about half that of a truly fully automatic Glock, but Harry was already content with it. If it went any faster, he felt that his magic power would not be enough.
The steps to use a spell are generally to gather magic power to condense the bullet, then cast a spell to shape the warhead called magic, pull the trigger, and launch the spell.
The concentration and output speed of magic power have become the key to restricting the rate of fire of White Ivory, but this is a problem for Harry, but not a problem for other wizards, because they cannot do what Harry does.
According to the book "Duel Etiquette, Basics, and Advances" written by Professor Filius Flitwick, wizards do not seem to have the ability to fire continuously automatically. In this book, Professor Flitwick There are many wand shapes posted, which are suitable for different types of dueling situations with different needs, such as the twenty-step standard fighting field, the indoor obstacle encounter dueling field, the large dueling field in open space, etc.
The weapons inside are all single-shot firearms without exception. Even those with continuous fire capabilities, such as AK47, M4A1, L85A1, HK416, etc., are all single-shot versions.
Fully automatic does not seem to exist in the wizarding world. Wizards who are good at dueling have developed a Kato Hawk Hand. The faster you pull the trigger, the faster the spell will naturally be fired.
Harry knew that he was an exception.
The wizard's originally non-existent limit on the amount of magic power became a problem that Harry had to face because of White Ivory's fully automatic bursts.
Every time he fired almost a hundred bullets at a high rate of fire, Harry had to take a breather and rest to allow his magic power to regroup, but the steady single shot of Ebony could make up for part of the combat effectiveness in the vacuum zone.
Harry had become familiar with the contents of "Standard Spells: Elementary" in a short period of time. He even had time to read the upper-grade textbooks. The magic he had to learn in the first grade were all small spells used in daily life. They were not difficult. It was even very simple, and with the extra second- and third-year spells textbooks he bought, Harry could only learn some simple ones, and some of the skills were vaguely explained in the books, and these contents required the words and deeds of the professors.
Harry is best at Expelliarmus. This spell seems to have been developed for him. Other spells require Harry to try several times before he can slowly master them. The Disarming Charm...
Harry raised the white tusks and saw a porcupine blocking the way.
"Expelliarmus!"
Harry pulled the trigger, and a crisp gunshot sounded at this moment. Before learning the silent spell, any magic would make a magic explosion sound, like the sound of gunpowder exploding.
The continuous recoil made Harry's right arm tighten. The iron-like arms and body withstood the shock. A series of red lights burst out, and the frightened porcupine ran away, but the curse had already been cast. Hits came one after another.
There is another problem with the Glock 18's fully automatic burst fire, that is, the accuracy is not very high, a little worse than a submachine gun, let alone compared with a rifle, but within a range of 50 meters, the water-splashed red bullet cannot deflect Where to go.
The porcupine hit by the disarming spell was experiencing the most miserable moment of its life. The hard needles it used as weapons were confiscated by the disarming spell, and it instantly became bald. The hairless porcupine screamed hysterically and scurried in. In the woods.
"Huh~"
Harry turned the muzzle of his gun and blew into the non-existent smoke.
"Cool!"
After some wild experiments with magic, he put away his guns, took off the real hunting shotgun from his back, checked the rechargeable battery, adjusted the sight, and walked deeper into the forest.
