The lesson that left everyone unfinished came to an end with the cheerful ringing of the bell, but even after the class was over and they walked out of the classroom, the little wizards were still holding their wands happily and pulling the triggers to spit out small balls of light. .
The vast majority of young wizards cannot maintain the stable existence of the light ball for a long time. The fleeting light is like a meteor that cuts through the sky. Even if it exists for a short time, it can bring them happiness from the heart. of joy.
After the class ended, Harry did not leave in a hurry, but came to Professor Flitwick and asked politely.
"Professor Flitwick, I was wondering if I could detain you for a little while?"
"Of course, kid, are there any questions you haven't clarified?"
Professor Flitwick, who was stepping on the steps made of floating books, stopped. Being born in Ravenclaw, he had very good senses for the little wizard who liked to ask questions and loved knowledge. After all, wisdom and knowledge were Ravenclaw. College of Labor Core Values.
"It's about my wand."
Harry took out his ebony and white ivory from his waist, "My wand, the ebony in the left hand seems to be a standard wand no different from other wands. It is more powerful, but it needs to be cast. The implicit limit of spacing is just like what you said, Professor Flitwick."
"But this white ivory..." Harry showed off his Glock 18C, "It seems a little special. The wand knowledge I looked up in the book doesn't seem to record this somewhat special situation. I can Can I demonstrate it for you?”
Professor Flitwick looked carefully at the Glock 18C in Harry's hand, but because the appearance of the Glock series of guns was too similar, to be honest, it was not that easy to distinguish the pistols of this series, and Professor Flitwick couldn't. Saw something was wrong.
"You need a target, right?"
After Professor Flitwick's words fell, the original desks were transformed into rows of standard gun targets. With magic, a little damage will not affect anything. At most, it will be restored as before, as long as there are no broken pieces. If it is missing, it can be put back together in the end.
"Thank you, Professor."
Harry thanked him and then raised his hand steadily. He had originally wanted to use fluorescent flashes to show off, but now that he had targets, he couldn't help but want to have a good time.
[In that case, then...just use this. 】
Harry's eyes narrowed, and after taking in the locations of all the targets, he took a deep breath and held the Glock's hand more steadily.
"Shattered to pieces!"
The moment the trigger was pulled, a red beam of light burst out. This spell is the most destructive spell Harry has mastered so far, and its proficiency has been improved by Harry during the holidays. It has reached the highest level that I can achieve through wild training.
With a steady burst of three rounds per second, Harry pulled out a gun line from left to right. Accompanied by the clear blasting sound of magic power, countless pieces of wood fragments flew everywhere at this moment.
Professor Flitwick, who originally had a relaxed and curious smile on his face, stood there with his mouth slightly open after seeing this uncomfortable scene. It was not that he had never seen magic rapid fire, nor was it because of the first-year students. The little wizard was able to master the spells recorded in the fourth grade textbook, but it was because of Harry's wrong way of casting spells.
How could a wizard with a steel gun in his hand only be able to pull the trigger and shoot one magic shot? The continuous fire definitely existed, but the continuous fire was completely different from the continuous fire he saw now.
'A continuous outpouring of non-repetitive stimulation from a single magic? ! Professor Flitwick, who had round eyes, stared blankly at Harry's finger that had not moved since he was holding the trigger.
"This isn't right! This isn't magic!"
After Harry smashed dozens of targets in front of him into a pile of broken wood and slag like a violent wind sweeping away fallen leaves, Professor Flitwick murmured while rubbing his old face.
"There's something wrong, kid, there's something wrong with your wand..."
Professor Flitwick, who grabbed Harry's wrist, carefully looked at the Glock 18 in Harry's hand again, but he really didn't see anything special about it.
"Did Ollivander really sell you this wand?"
He looked directly at Harry, "What I would rather hear is what new breakthroughs have emerged in the subject of staff making."
"Yes, although Mr. Ollivander did not take my money due to some minor accidents, both the white ivory and ebony guns came from Ollivander's Wand Shop."
"Mr. Ollivander told me that these two wands are twin brothers. They use ebony wood and white ivory as the body of the wand, and the core is the heart tendon of the Maharaja."
Harry honestly told Flitwick about his wand. He was actually very curious about the Great Lord's heart tendon...or what the Lord was, although Ollivander told him that... He gradually learned about it when he arrived at Hogwarts, but it was still a bit tickling.
"Oh, that's it..." Flitwick seemed to be slightly relieved, with a hint of disappointment on his face. It seemed that wandology still hadn't changed much, at least he couldn't point out the truth. The spells are fired in full burst.
"If you use that thing, all kinds of weird things may happen."
Flitwick laughed sarcastically and shrugged to express his helplessness. This matter was obviously an accident, and it was impossible to popularize it in the wizarding world.
"Professor, are you saying that... the fact that my wand becomes like this is actually related to the Maharaja's heart tendon?"
"Indeed." Professor Flitwick readily replied in the affirmative, "After all, this thing has unknown surprises. Although most of them will not be a good thing, once you win the lottery, no matter what happens, No matter how bizarre the effects are, they are all normal.”
"I once saw a lucky man whose wand was fixed in the form of a transmitter, and he could only use this wand to use magic once a week, but the power of that magic..."
"Have you ever seen a 600-meter-high hill collapse with an explosive spell? In that battle, he killed hundreds of times his enemy and dented the battle line. Even thinking about it now, it’s quite shocking.”
Professor Flitwick seemed to be caught up in some kind of nostalgia for the past. He smacked his lips and touched his chin with unfulfilled thoughts.
"Then Professor, can you tell me, what exactly is a Maharaja?"
Harry threw out this term that he had been curious about for a long time. It was obvious that Professor Flitwick was very familiar with this thing.
"Well... this matter is not a secret. At Hogwarts, you will not officially learn about it until the third grade. The History of Magical War course will tell you everything in detail and clearly, but since you asked, It’s not like we can’t just talk about it briefly.”
Professor Flitwick straightened his expression, "Stretch out your hand, and we will conclude a simple magical contract. You cannot tell other students what you know before entering the third year of formal study. This is a kind of It’s a rule that has always been there, you can make exceptions, but you can’t break too many.”
Harry nodded seriously and stretched out his right hand to Professor Flitwick. With just a gentle squeeze, a simple magical contract was completed. Unlike an unbreakable contract, breaking this contract will not lead to death. The contract The two parties use magic to constrain certain behaviors. When the contract is violated, the price paid is the magic backlash from the combined magic used by both parties when the contract was made. It may kill someone, but usually no one will die. Injury is For sure.
After completing the simple contract signing, Professor Flitwick stopped talking. After all, too many people knew about this matter. They just agreed not to tell the children who were too young, so that they could have a worry-free life. A happy childhood is what every elder hopes for.
"Maharaja is actually a nickname for a kind of creature and a nickname for its level."
"Thousands of years ago, the magic world has been fighting a formidable enemy. We have many names for it, such as the abyss, Hades, hell, shadow realm, etc. Wizards everywhere have different names for them. There are different names, and this enemy, the tool they use to fight against the magic world is the demon clan. In Europe, we call it the demon clan."
"Just like light and darkness are two sides of the same body that are inseparable, the magical creatures and demons living in the magic world are two sides of the same body. We are hostile to each other and kill each other. We all want to kill each other completely. However, This is very difficult to do.”
"The heart tendon of the Maharaja used in your wand is the captain of ten thousand demons. The magic essence left after the demon prince is killed. The demons are different from us. They are not using Magic, but eating magic. If they are not alive, then demons are the best magic materials in the world."
"You heard it right." After seeing the slight astonishment on Harry's face, Professor Flitwick nodded, "They are the highest quality magic materials. After devouring magic power, they forged their bodies into the world's finest The magic material of the rod, and after their death, the remaining essence has some incredible properties..."
Professor Flitwick tapped Harry's wand with his slender fingers, "Cherish them. Wands are an extension of the wizard's hands and feet. They are good partners that will accompany you throughout your life."
"Then Professor Flitwick..." After a bunch of such outrageous things were suddenly stuffed into his mind, it took Harry a while to come back to his senses, "What about Ebony?"
Harry held the black M1911 in his left hand, "Since the two of them are brother wands, and both use the Lord's heart tendon, what about its abilities?"
Compared to the maverick Glock 18, the mediocre M1911 seems a bit too ordinary. Although it is indeed a wand that is easy to use and fits the hand, its effect does not seem to be worthy of carrying white ivory shoes.
It is true that ebony wood has the effect of increasing the power of magic spells. Even this effect is not low, but the price it requires is also particularly obvious. The one-second casting interval and the consumption of a single casting are almost doubled. With this The two shortcomings are that its amplifying effect on magic spells doesn't seem to be that impressive.
Think about it, after Harry became proficient in spells, he could pour out spells at a speed of ten shots per second. Is the insignificant increase in strength of ebony really useful?
Ebony fired one shot, and before firing the second shot, White Ivory had already cast nearly twenty spells in this time. Quantitative changes caused qualitative changes. It was obvious that the nearly twenty-fold difference in quantity had been eliminated. Beyond the reinforcement of quality.
"Then what's different about this one?" Professor Flitwick raised his eyebrows slightly as he took the ebony wood and observed it carefully. The gun shape of M1911 is not rare. There are probably three or four of them in every one hundred people. This ratio is already very high. After all, there are many models of pistols, and there are always hundreds. And it has a stable share of 34%, which means that this model of pistol is quite popular.
Although the moderate level of high performance does not mean ordinary, but can reflect its excellence to a certain extent, such excellence is limited to the normal level of excellence. After all, freaks and geniuses are always unique cases.
For example, Professor Flitwick's M500 was very flawed. For a long time, Flitwick, a genius of spells, was unable to use silent spells. However, this guy's increase in spells was frighteningly high. , even if it is a bare-bones outfit, when comparing the increase of magic spells, many wands with skins have to be defeated.
But M1911 is obviously not a maverick.
"Try it first, Mr. Potter. Perhaps its special features are hidden deeper?"
Harry definitely told him that these two wands are twins, so there should be no special combination of one and one ordinary. This is against common sense, let alone wandology. The Ollivander family has always been They are masters in the magic wand field, and they would not produce such a deformed product.
The desks in the classroom that had been blown to pieces by the Crushing Curse were instantly restored with a simple wave of Flitwick's hand. The numerous targets appeared in front of Harry again, and this time, he put down the dazzling target. White ivory holds the unpretentious ebony wood.
"Shattered to pieces."
As the trigger was pulled, the red spell burst out again. Compared to the crisp magic explosion of white ivory, the sound of ebony wood was thick and deep, not a brisk 'tat-tat-tat', but a muffled thunder-like sound. "boom--"
The moment the spell, which was nearly twice as powerful as before, hit the target, the wooden target did not turn into broken pieces and scatter in all directions. Instead, it exploded into a ball of sawdust, and its power was strengthened. The crushing spell truly achieves the appearance described by the word "shattering to pieces." If they collect the remains, they will get a handful of slightly rough large-grained wood powder.
"If you want to fire the second magic spell, you need about one second."
With that said, Harry pulled the trigger again, blowing the other target into pieces.
"There seems to be nothing special." Professor Flitwick obviously saw more than Harry. The effect is indeed good, but it does not deviate from the conventional boundaries at all. "What about the magic power consumption?"
"About twice as much as using white ivory, but the power of white ivory seems to have been weakened to compromise with high-speed shooting, and the consumption will be lower. This is my own guess. The consumption of ebony should be twice that of normal spell casting. Half, the power is close, but less than twice as powerful."
"Great observation skills, but how did you come up with this comparison?" Professor Flitwick looked at Harry with admiration. For a first-year freshman, such a judgment was beyond expectations. Outstanding.
"The power of some magics is quantified and recorded in the standard spells. I tried it during the vacation and made some comparisons. Although it is not accurate, the difference should not be too big."
"How?" Professor Flitwick asked curiously.
“Fossils turn to mud.”
Harry grinned, "I found a small spell in "Standard Spells: Level 3". Its standard strength is exactly to soften a stone three feet long, wide and high into soil. I used this standard for testing."
"Smart way, magic with intuitive quantitative standards is really suitable."
"But this was an experiment during the holidays, and I regret that I can't give you five points for it."
Flitwick spread his hands cheerfully and said somewhat mischievously. Among the professors at Hogwarts, Professor Flitwick is probably the most lively group. It is completely impossible to tell that he and Professor McGonagall are actually from Hogwarts. Born at the same time as him, maybe because he has fairy blood, he lives longer than ordinary wizards, so he has a younger mentality?
"That's such a pity, but I think as long as I study hard, Professor, you will definitely give me extra points."
"Every effort and wisdom should be recognized." Flitwick nodded, "Then let's try more, maybe we can make other discoveries."
Some monotonous magic tests have begun. Harry is using a stable frequency of once a second to quickly kill various targets made by Professor Flitwick. Although he specializes in duels and spells, his transfiguration is also quite good. Although not as good as Professor McGonagall, it is far superior to ordinary wizards.
The unlucky desk was tortured to the point of death by the torture of the old and the young. They tried all the different ways to die in different shapes, positions, and postures. However, the surprise they were waiting for never showed up.
It wasn't until Professor Flitwick, who frowned slightly, used the Iron Armor Charm on the target that their troublesome test suddenly took a turn.
"Try again Harry, on this new target."
Professor Flitwick, whose eyes suddenly brightened, once again cast a spell on the target. It was also an iron armor spell, but this time the armor was obviously much stronger. What was originally just a transparent illusory shield became a regular outline.
"Shattered to pieces."
Harry had recited this spell countless times. As usual, the red light of the Crushing Curse hit the target again, exploding it into a pile of debris.
"Try again, try again!"
Professor Flitwick, who was a little excited, created a shield that was thicker than before, but he seemed to feel that this was not efficient, so he cast spells continuously and created a whole row of armored curse shields with increasing strength.
On the target on the far right, the armor spell protecting it has almost solidified, and the shield that looks only slightly illusory is about to turn into reality. Who knows if this thing can be used with a blunt blow to knock out someone who is over the top? The unlucky guy who got close.
"Looks like we've found the little secret of ebony."
Professor Flitwick signaled Harry to start the experiment. One after another, the targets were smashed into pieces under the influence of the crushing spell. Before Harry could smash all the targets, what he saw in front of him made him make a guess.
"Go on, cast spells on each target."
"But starting from the fifth to last one, I couldn't blow them up."
"It's okay, continue."
"Um."
After a few more seconds, Harry finished casting the spell on a whole row of targets and rubbed his aching arm.
"Professor, does ebony have the effect of breaking armor?"
"While it may seem that way, the effect is not the same Harry."
Professor Flitwick, who had returned to the top of the stack of books, said quickly, and he brought the remaining five targets that had not been blown apart by the shattering spell in front of him.
"Look, this is an unexpected surprise. Although the armor breaking or magic breaking attribute is a very rare attribute, the effect of ebony is completely different from this, and the principle of action is also completely different."
"At the beginning, when you smashed the first target, I thought that was the case, but subsequent tests made me deny this conclusion."
"First of all, although the armor-breaking attribute is rare, it is not special. At least it cannot be compared with the abnormal continuous fire attribute of your white ivory. Since ebony and white ivory are twins, then both sides should have roughly equal abilities. Something special.”
"Look at that last target, Harry."
Professor Flitwick let the last target fly between them, "Did you see that the place where the Crushing Curse takes effect is not on the surface of the Iron Armor Curse, but inside the shield formed by the spell?"
There was a bulge the size of a ping pong ball on the shield that was not blown apart by the Crushing Curse at all, and even the fragments were not broken out. The bulge was located roughly one-fifth of the thickness of the shield. The power of the Crushing Curse failed to explode the package. With its iron armor spell, only this cavity was left as proof that it had taken effect.
"It's not that magic is broken, but magic is penetrated."
Professor Flitwick said firmly, "Any protective magic lower than the penetrating strength of ebony wood's magic power will not be able to block the spell cast by it."
"The target that was blown to pieces before was not that you shattered the armor curse first and then shattered the target. It was the shattering curse that destroyed both of them when it passed through the shield and hit the target."
"It's not armor-piercing, but a further step of armor-piercing?" Harry said in disbelief. This attribute seemed to be no worse than White Ivory's continuous fire.
"It's about ignoring protective magic at a certain intensity. Remember, it's about ignoring."
"Ebony wood consumes no power when passing through a certain strength of protection, nor does it consume its protective power. It completely ignores its existence. Only after it has passed the limit of being able to ignore it will it truly come into contact with it. At this point, I need to correct your understanding.”
"Is this important?" Harry didn't quite understand what Professor Flitwick was thinking.
"Very important."
Flitwick nodded seriously, "Because this is likely to involve you accidentally shooting your classmates to death."
"..." Harry, who was completely speechless, stared at Professor Flitwick's face and fell into deep thought, "You mean, if I don't pay attention, I will become the executioner of Hogwarts?"
"Of course." Professor Flitwick nodded without hesitation, "If you don't pay attention, this is inevitable."
"Why?" Harry was so confused that he couldn't even think of the reason.
"What is the full name of Hogwarts?"
Flitwick asked, looking into Harry's eyes.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry...Hogwarts School of Magical Warfare."
"Yes, the Magical War School. The original intention of Hogwarts was to cultivate a group of qualified warriors and soldiers!"
Professor Flitwick's decisive answer shocked Harry.
"Although not every graduate can meet this standard, our original intention will not change."
"Hogwarts cultivates talents, but what we cultivate is soldiers who can go to the battlefield!"
"Actual combat is inevitable and must exist. Every qualified soldier is fed with countless magic spells. In seven years of study, if he fails to cast more than ten thousand spells, Hogwarts will not be able to do so. Graduation certificates will be issued to them.”
"How can a wizard be considered a member of the magical world if he doesn't even use magic frequently or is familiar with it?"
"Forget it before, after all, there has been peace for a long time, but now..." Professor Flitwick paused, then waved his hands and didn't want to say more, but it seemed that he was in a bad mood.
"After the first semester of the first academic year, you who have completed the basic magic learning will begin practical training in magic, no matter where and at any time, as long as it is within the scope of Hogwarts, anywhere You can open a temporary battlefield."
"The giant magic circle covering the entire school will provide you with a magic barrier. The strength of this barrier is calculated based on the total magic power of the wizard himself and the corresponding level test assessment. You can understand it as a blood bar. Once the magic power is Once the barrier is broken, the loser will be magically transported directly to a different location to receive the loser's punishment."
"As for the magic penetration of ebony..." Professor Flitwick frowned in distress, "It is estimated that only the outstanding students in the sixth and seventh grade can have the magic barrier to withstand this penetration. ..."
"It's totally cheating if you use it in combat."
"And if we hadn't discovered this today, one of your crushing spells or any other destructive spell would have passed, and the unlucky child would probably not even need to be rescued."
"A one-and-a-half-fold increase in power is pretty good, but a guy who can withstand such a shot with his body, at least pure human beings, don't have it."
"If it's armor-piercing, then it doesn't matter, because the penetration will be monitored by the magic barrier, and the person protected by it will be slightly injured at most. This is within the allowable range. After all, some magic itself has magic breaking or magic power. Penetrating effect.”
"As for you, who directly ignore a certain degree of magic protection, and even ignore the consumption of magic power, the magic barrier cannot be detected at all. Magic also has limitations, and not being detected means that even if I want to I have no idea how to optimize and improve the magic barrier."
Professor Flitwick spread his hands and said helplessly. At least for now, he couldn't think of any way to deal with this shameless special effect.
"Then I...or I won't fight with ebony." Harry, who had already understood how rogue this effect was, was also a little speechless. This way of cheating was indeed very enjoyable, but he really didn't have anything to say. Interested use.
"But this is very unfair to you. You should go all out in the battle, otherwise the actual combat showdown we promote will lose its original effect."
Professor Flitwick said distressedly, if it cannot make an excellent warrior do his best, then what is the use of such training?
In his eyes, Harry is a very good prospect. It can be seen from the previous target shooting test that Harry has completely broken away from the first-year level. Although he still masters very little magic and is extremely lacking in theory, he can His shooting accuracy was extremely high. He didn't see Harry raise his hand to aim when he fired the curse. It was just a matter of one shot. He couldn't say that he hit the head with 100% accuracy, but he hit the chest and abdomen of the grass target every time. No problem at all.
This kind of natural gun sense is a very rare talent, especially in battle.
"I'll try to figure it out."
Professor Flitwick sighed, this was indeed a difficult problem.
"Actually, I've already taken advantage, Professor Flitwick. I still have the white ivory."
Harry waved his hand carelessly. Even if Ebony was difficult to use, he already had a plug-in, and this plug-in was very strong and very easy to use.
"Others can't do magic bursts, but I can do it. This is actually very unfair to other people."
"Why do you think spells can't be fired repeatedly?"
Now it was Professor Flitwick's turn to be a little surprised, but considering that it was only Harry's first day of class, it was normal for him to not understand this.
"Magic can be fired continuously. Of course, there is something wrong with the continuous continuous casting of a single magic spell like yours. In simple terms, every magic spell has an implicit built-in cooling time for casting. The more powerful the magic, the more powerful it is. The longer the casting cooling time is required, although this time can be shortened, it will never be able to do it to your extent."
"But this built-in casting cooldown exists independently, that is to say, there is no built-in cooling conflict between different spells."
"Because of this, there is a very important skill in Charms that everyone needs to learn."
Professor Flitwick transformed his wand into a submachine gun form, and the mini version of the Uzi submachine gun matched him quite well.
But Professor Flitwick did not pull the trigger. Instead, under Harry's surprised gaze, he took out the magazine of the Uzi submachine gun.
【Fuck! Can the magazine still be taken out? ! Is it possible that those 9mm caliber gold Gallon, silver, Sicor, and copper Knuts can really be stuffed in and used as bullets? 】
Harry was stunned and rubbed his eyes. Professor Flitwick had really removed the magazine. However, the magazine was not filled with golden or silver bullets, but was filled with the same bullets as the gun body. Made of blue crystal cartridge case with the bullet missing.
"Since spells do not share the built-in cooldown time, in order to increase the combat effectiveness of wizards, senior spell scholars developed a new way of casting spells, spell group, which is a way of arranging different magics in a certain order. Then, at the moment when the trigger is pulled, it is activated in sequence."
"Through different combinations of spells, wizards not only have a qualitative improvement in spell casting speed, but the interaction between different magics will also greatly increase the destructive power."
"For example, the cutting spell is connected to the crushing spell. The cutting spell alone can cut ten centimeters of rock, and the crushing spell can explode ten centimeters of stone. When the two are used in series, the same rock will be shattered by the crushing spell. Blast out a hole at least twenty-five centimeters deep."
"This is a rough combination, but the effect has been greatly increased."
"To do this, our wand needs to add an additional separate attachment, a magazine, or a magazine."
"But you don't have to worry about acquiring them. After you enter the second year and officially start learning the spell set, the school will prepare them for you. They can be perfectly assimilated with your wands."
"And that's about how effective the spell set is."
Professor Flitwick once again created a row of scattered targets, then gently raised his hand and pulled the trigger without looking. In an instant, dozens of cursed Uzis were sprayed out from the muzzle. There was a colorful magic flame, and none of the dozens of targets missed, and they were all hit by different spells.
"On a standard duel field of fifty meters." Professor Flitwick blew Uzi's gun handsomely, "The number of wizards who can block my spell set will not exceed the number of hands."
A faint smile appeared, and Professor Flitwick, whose face was full of invincibility, seemed to be glowing all over at this moment, and he was so handsome and dazzling to an astonishing degree.
"Coach! No, Professor! I want to learn this!"
Without any hesitation, the words came out immediately without thinking.
"Want to learn? Okay."
Professor Flitwick put away his wand and walked briskly up the stairs of the floating book to the ground.
"I teach you."
"Come to my office this weekend and you will be welcomed into my dueling club."
He turned to Harry and nodded slightly, "I'm glad you're joining us, Mr. Harry Potter."
"Thank you, Professor Flitwick! Thank you!"
Amidst Harry's joyful farewell, the satisfied Professor Flitwick left the classroom. When Harry couldn't see him, he was grinning from ear to ear, clenching his fists and jumping up and down.
"The duel champion for the next seven years! We won it at Hogwarts!"
With his head held high, Flitwick returned to his office not far from the classroom. Harry couldn't see his happiness, but at this moment, Harry was no less excited.
"A world like this is exciting enough!"
"Right."
Although it was only a corner, the truly brilliant colors of the wizarding world had been exposed to Harry's eyes, which was fascinating.
