Ding! Ding! Ding!
Amidst the sounds of gold and iron clashing, Luke slowly woke up.
What caught the eye... was a scorching firelight. The golden flame was breathing in the furnace. When the flames rose, the tongues of flames licked the stone ceiling.
When the flames subsided, Luke saw that the ceiling was already red, and there seemed to be a little crack, but that was all.
Even from a distance, Luke could still feel his face getting hot. Dumbledore beside him seemed to notice that he had woken up, so with a slight movement of his fingers, there was a thin layer of water in front of Luke, but enough to insulate him from the heat.
Luke looked at the water film and felt that it should be a weakened variant of Dumbledore's signature spell, the water prison. This should also be one of the spells Dumbledore is most familiar with.
He didn't give Dumbledore a good look. Luke really didn't want to say anything to Dumbledore right now. Especially when he saw the short and lean figure of Gibson swinging a hammer in front of the terrifying fire dragon's head, Luke felt more and more that Dumbledore was too cruel.
"It takes great courage to face that kind of flame..."
Luke whispered softly. Although he couldn't see Gibson's front, there were no beads of sweat on his back. If you think about it with your toes, you will know that it is definitely not because you are not sweating.
Some kind of body-strengthening magic must have been used. Although he would not be burned by the heat of the flames, the sweat on his body would still be evaporated quickly.
Luke turned his neck. Although it was a little stiff, it was not awkward when moving. In other words, although he did not faint for too long, judging from the little red color on Gibson's left hand, The construction of this sword is probably not in much progress and is almost at the end.
"You are really cruel, Dumbledore."
Luke looked at Gibson's back and said to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore didn't look at Luke and responded calmly: "Your heart is not much softer than mine."
Neither of them is a good person, and there is no point in saying anything wrong with each other at this time. Now, if the two of them really have consciences, they should think about how to compensate Gibson.
"Aren't you going to deal with Gibson? The hammer he just gave was pretty cruel."
Dumbledore's leisurely voice sounded in Luke's ears. Luke laughed contemptuously: "I am the most reasonable person. It is true that he hit me, but the culprit is you, my great professor. Even if I really have to deal with someone, it will definitely not be... Deal with this person you use as a gun."
Of course, if there was no good way to deal with the man with the gun for a while, Luke wouldn't mind actually sticking out the gun.
However, if possible, taking someone else's gun and beating that person to death would be a real relief.
So Luke will definitely not fall out with Gibson now. Of course, he still needs to have an attitude. After all, a suitable attitude can bring Luke enough benefits.
Dumbledore looked at Luke with obviously deep eyes and said nothing for a long time.
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Finally, he withdrew his gaze.
"No matter what you want to do...you have a big goal!"
He said this in his heart, but the expression on his face did not show it.
At this moment, Dumbledore was very sure that he could not regard Luke as the successor of his goal, nor could he regard Luke as his pawn.
Even if there is a relationship of use between them, they must be using each other. No matter how unfavorable it is, like today, Luke will definitely find a point where he can be used.
Such people can be friends or enemies. But more often than not, they are enemies who get along as friends.
One day they will fall out.
Dumbledore, who had witnessed such things many times, could tell the difference at a glance. But he never thought that such a relationship would appear to him one day.
Especially when it appeared on him who was already old, and on a boy who was still a child.
Of course Luke on the other side would not be unaware that this was Dumbledore's temptation. If he wanted to get Dumbledore to let down his guard, it would be easy. As long as he had an angry look on his face when he woke up, and an expression that he wanted to kill some parts on the spot, that was enough.
What he wants can still be obtained through other methods, even easier. Because in the end, it was not only Gibson who knocked him unconscious, but also Dumbledore who always let Gibson knock him unconscious.
But Luke was unwilling. Not only was Dumbledore testing Luke's courage, Luke was also testing Dumbledore's bottom line. He has shown a lot of dangerous attributes along the way. Now it seems that he is just a deep-minded person with big intentions. But as long as there is a hint of kindness in his heart, then Dumbledore will not really take it. Kill yourself in the cradle.
This doesn't mean that he can't bear it. If necessary, he can really suppress all his thoughts in the deepest part of his heart and never reveal any of them.
Just like the gentle and humble senior who only waited for one chance to achieve great achievements.
But he couldn't suppress his nature like that. If it wasn't necessary, he certainly wouldn't do it, so he tested Dumbledore's bottom line step by step.
But now it seems that Dumbledore's bottom line is much looser than he thought.
As these two people with different agendas revised their next course of action, Gibson burst into laughter.
The iron tongs in his hand held a long sword. The long sword was red all over, and no patterns could be seen yet, but looking at it from a distance, one could already feel the magic power in it.
At this time, Gibson's eyes became more and more fanatical, and he placed the sword embryo radiating high temperature in front of his eyes. His right hand accurately picked up the handful of magic stone powder from the workbench.
Seeing this, Luke suddenly felt like he didn't want to look down.
Dumbledore also cleared his throat, and then silently chose to look to the other side.
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What happens next must be unbearable to watch...
When the red magic stone powder was sprinkled on the sword embryo, Luke sighed softly. He is a kind-hearted child who doesn't like to see others sad and crying.
So he chose to close his eyes.
However, the collapse and exclamation they expected did not appear next, but instead they heard a burst of wild laughter!
"Ha ha ha ha!
!
"
"It's done!
!
"
Gibson's voice was so fervent, so excited, so... surprising.
"It's done?" x2
Luke and Dumbledore both looked surprised, ah, no...how did it happen?
Dumbledore looked at Luke in surprise. Damn it, did you really use up the Sorcerer's Stone? So what kind of drama did you play with me along the way? Can't you open the skylight and speak frankly? ?
But the look on Luke's face was also one of surprise, and there was also a confused, puzzled, are you kidding me expression flashing across his face.
So...the powder is really fake. But is the forged sword really real?
Dumbledore stood up from the stool where Gibson had been sitting almost instantly. He and Gibson have been good friends for many years. Although he sometimes...occasionally cheats on Gibson, overall, he is really good to Gibson. Otherwise, Gibson would not have allowed Dumbledore to lie to him.
And Dumbledore knew very well about Gibson and the mission passed down by their family. What he said before, the new path for wizard weapons was definitely not a joke.
Looking at the sword that shone with a faint blue light and was inserted directly into the bucket by Gibson, almost evaporating the entire bucket of water instantly, the expression on Dumbledore's face was quite complicated.
If this sword is really successful, then the fighting style of wizards may really change. Dumbledore was both happy and annoyed at the same time.
Fortunately, when this thing was born, he was the one who stayed by his side. He tightened his grip on the wand in his hand, and he could decide the survival of this technology.
To his chagrin, it was Gibson who built this thing, and he was accompanied by a guy he couldn't kill.
He had no doubt that Luke would be able to see the impact of such a sword on the world now that he knew its true purpose.
He already had a basic understanding of who Luke was.
Gibson pulled the sword out of the barrel. Put it in front of your eyes and gently caress it with your hands, as if you are caressing your lover.
Luke and Dumbledore finally saw the appearance of this sword clearly. In fact, it looked ordinary. There were no gorgeous patterns or any amazing momentum. The sword just shone with a faint blue color. light.
Luke frowned not knowing what to say.
Dumbledore seemed to sense something was wrong and remained silent.
Gibson was the only one who looked so excited. After stroking the entire long sword up and down, he bumped the sword against the hilt he had originally prepared.
He looked proudly at Luke, who had woken up, and Dumbledore, who looked complicated.
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"Kid! Let me show you how powerful my magic sword is!"
As he spoke, he swung the heavy sword in his hand vigorously and slashed at a wooden armor dummy on the side.
Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the dummy was easily cut in two. Also severed in two was a pair of delicate and heavy armors on top.
"Bang!" "Dongdong..."
After a while of noise, Gibson showed off to Luke with excitement and a little distress: "Haha, my sword is so awesome!"
Luke nodded, not denying how sharp it was. Although he had never seen Gryffindor's sword in this world, the sword in the movie didn't look like it could easily cut through magic armor.
Luke stood up, then walked towards the chopped over armor, squatted down, and touched the fracture. It was smooth and smooth as if it had been polished.
"Try this."
Dumbledore threw out a magic shield glowing with white light. Gibson was not polite. He picked up the heavy sword in his hand and stabbed it gently. A big hole was made in the defensive magic that Dumbledore had released.
Luke was a little stunned when he saw it. Even if he uses all his firepower now, he may not be able to break through the shield in front of him. But this sword broke this thing so easily and freely?
But Luke's shock didn't stop here. He was surprised to find that Gibson didn't end there. Instead, he took a few steps back, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and then there was a surge of magic power in his hand, and then he waved heavily. . A faint blue light burst out from the sword, and then struck the shield at lightning speed.
The shield was cut in half the moment it came into contact with the magic sword light.
The expression on Luke's face completely turned solemn.
Both physical defense and magic shield are vulnerable, and it even has the ability to attack enemies from a distance.
If this weapon is improved a little bit, it will definitely become a new wizard weapon that is not inferior to the wand.
Even in the eyes of some wizards, this thing may be more useful than a wand.
After all, in close combat, having such a weapon can basically be said to be invincible.
This thing does not depend on whether you have a need, but if you have it, you can't live without it. Otherwise you will become a piece of meat on the chopping board. You can only let others slaughter you.
Just when Luke was about to ask more about what this thing was about, an accident happened.
As the blade of light was shattered by Dumbledore with a wave of his hand, the proud Gibson's face suddenly darkened.
He looked at the big sword in his hand with a solemn expression and said nothing.
When Luke and Dumbledore looked at the sword, it could be seen from their expressions that they had anticipated this matter, but they also had different expressions.
It could be seen from Dumbledore's expression that besides pity, there was also a bit of relief. It's like I don't have to face any tangled dilemma.
Luke's face was filled with heartbroken regret, and then he showed a thoughtful look.
"It shouldn't be...the magic power is passing..."
Gibson reluctantly poured his magic into the sword.
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There was some faint blue light on the sword again, but this light seemed to be just a drop in the bucket.
Although it can be recharged, looking at the efficiency, it should not be fully charged every day. Cutting three swords in one day... this thing can only be said to be useless.
"If there is magic stone powder to supply energy... it shouldn't be like this."
Of course Gibson is aware of the possibility of magic power flowing away, but if it is magic stone powder, other properties aside, the simple supply of magic power is definitely enough.
But the magic stone powder is used...does it really need a whole piece of magic stone?
Stop it... I have a whole piece of magic stone and still need this sword?
He who can keep the Philosopher's Stone has no need of this sword. Those who can't keep the magic stone will die before they can build this sword.
It is too wasteful to use magic stone to make swords.
"Great-grandfather! What kind of bad ideas did you leave behind!"
Gibson raised his head and sighed.
But the opportunity for change is really hard to see.
Dumbledore saw his old friend's annoyance and was ready to comfort his old friend.
But Luke spoke first.
"There's probably a way I can improve this thing."
Luke's words attracted the attention of Dumbledore and Gibson at the same time.
Looking at Gibson's burning eyes, Dumbledore secretly thought something was wrong.
"What can you do! Tell me quickly!"
