The Magic Throne at Hogwarts

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Xiao Er chuckled, holding the purple-red magic wand with two fingers like holding a sword. As the magic power surged, a layer of purple brilliance began to wrap the magic wand, and it quickly transformed into a lightning sword.

The thunder sword is three feet and two inches long, engraved with mysterious runes, the sword body is filled with purple thunder light, and flickering electric arcs, very domineering.

Xiao Er's whole body was dazzled by the brilliance of the thunder light, and he waved melodiously at a thick stone wall in the corner.

Dozens of criss-crossing one-meter lightning blades appeared out of thin air, interweaving to form a large purple net, and quickly slammed into the stone wall.

The Thunder Blade net covered one side of the stone wall, and then easily cut into the stone surface. A second later, the net drilled out from the other side, and then slowly dissipated.

And the center of the stone wall was still shining with purple light, crackling, rustling and falling stone powder, and the cut small stones fell down one by one.

In the center of the stone wall, an irregular but extremely smooth opening soon appeared.

That's right, Xiao Er now has an authentic thunder spell.

And the source, of course, is the "super easy to talk" Grindelwald.

This month, the two corresponded twice.

Shaw thought of Grindelwald's reply last time, and almost couldn't help laughing again.

It was also the first time Xiao Er saw such a thing as scolding himself.

As for the culprit?

Xiao Er said that he is still a child, so what bad thoughts can he have.

That is, the last time, the old fans mailed themselves a few books of Thunder spells from the East.

There are really not many Thunder-type spells in the West, and the old fans have a wide range of connections, and it is not easy to get two pretty good Thunder-type spells.

One is: Thunder Blade, and the other is: Thunder Light Floating Ring.

Xiao Er learned the Thunder Blade very easily. The powerful effect is to transform into a Thunder Sword, and the effect is just average when he shoots out.

But Xiao Erlei's elemental talent is MAX. Now that he has the model spell, he can improve it.

So after a month of research, I got a new lightning spell, and I haven't thought of a fancy name, so let's call it the Godslaying Lightning Sword, right?Bar?Bar?

This spell can not only fight in close combat, but also emit a large net of lightning blades with a blocking effect, which is very penetrating.

If the opponent's defense is strong enough, there will be continuous damage after being attached to the Thunder Blade Net.

As for the other curse: Thunder Light Floating Ring, Xiao Er hasn't learned the energy yet, and drinking the energy potion can't cope with it. He really has a lot of things to do this month.

However, the effect of this spell is quite practical.

It can condense a thunder ring behind it, which can be used to fly, and the thunder ring can also fly out to act as an attack.

Don't worry, take your time, he is still young.

Shaw glanced at the thunder sword wrapped in the magic wand in his hand, and then at the effect of the blow just now, he was quite satisfied.

With a flick of the right hand, the thunder sword disappeared, and with another flick, the thunder sword was condensed out again, so as to experience the details and principles of the spell repeatedly.

He felt that he was in the Thunder-type spell, as long as someone could introduce him, he would be able to develop very well.

When Shaw was indulging in research, Draco ran over with a strange expression.

This room can be used even if the throne belongs to it.

Draco looked at the disillusioned Thunderblade in Shaw's hand, getting closer, his face was slightly numb from the thorn, and his platinum hair began to wander.

In his heart, he slandered Xiao Er for being stronger and stronger, such a genius, and still working so hard, tsk tsk.

"Shor, something happened to Ravenclaw, Hermione came to ask you for help, uh, I know you don't want to see her, so I've already gone back."

Shoal paused, and with a wave of the thunder sword in his hand, the whole thunder sword came out of the stick, and shot directly at the already broken and incomplete stone wall.

"boom!"

After a violent explosion, the stone wall was blown into fly ash.

Xiao Er put away the seemingly unsatisfactory "National Beng", and said to Draco who was swallowing his saliva.

"Let's go."

"Oh, alright."

Draco looked back at the smoke that hadn't completely settled, and wondered in his heart whether those restless guys had some brains.

As far as Xiao Er's progress is concerned, within two years, he can become a master.

Their parents were also sick, and they didn't look at Slytherin at all.

Well, except for mom and dad, the two of them just lost their eyes for a while.

Shaw and Draco went all the way to Ravenclaw Tower.

Seeing the kittens sitting on the ground in groups of three or four listless, some of them were still dozing off while lying on their companions, it was a bit miserable.

For Xiao Er's arrival, the Kitty Eagles still welcomed Xiao Er very much. After all, people are really capable, so they immediately made way for Xiao Er to go to the door knocker conveniently.

Although behind the scenes, Xiao Er's image in these people's mouths was unsightly, like a devil.

But kid, what bad thoughts can you have?

When Shaw walked to the door knocker, Professor Flitwick said enthusiastically.

"Very well, I finally hoped for Xiao Er to come."

"Hello Professor."

Shaw bowed politely, not looking down on the little Professor Flitwick at all.

"You're welcome, let's try to answer the questions first, the children have been outside for a while, luckily it's not winter."

Flitwick's reputation for loving his students was not something he boasted, and Shaw naturally saw that he was really anxious, so he didn't talk nonsense, and stepped forward to play an oboe with the door knocker.

"I want to go in."

Door Knocker: Muggle trains are not magical, why do they run?

When the other little eagles heard this question, they were all dumbfounded.

Isn't it a math problem?Why did it change again?

Everyone has been on the Hogwarts Express, but no one has really explored how it works, but they also know that it is driven by magic.

But what about trains in the Muggle world?

Xiao Er smiled knowingly, pretending to be pondering, the eaglets also scratched their heads and tried to figure out the answer, but they still couldn't find a way, and looked at Xiao Er, a powerful foreign aid, expectantly.

At the back of the crowd, Hermione's expectant eyes gradually became anxious, the idol should be, it must be.

Xiao Er saw that the heat was about the same, so he said loudly to the door knocker.

"It's driven by steam. A simple explanation of the principle is to put the iron stove and the large kettle together on the wheels, and pump it through the piston... So, the train can walk without magic."

The little eagles seemed to understand what they heard, but they also felt that Muggles are not useless, and they can be so smart without magic.

"correct answer."

The knocker slammed the door open.

Professor Flitwick, who was also fascinated, was immediately overjoyed, and greeted the excited students to hurry in.

After the little wizards entered, Flitwick greeted Shaw.

"Let's go, go to my office, I have the best pudding in England, by the way, introduce me to Muggle mathematics, and things like the train just now, we must solve this problem quickly, or the knocker here, It can’t be guarded 24 hours a day.”

Shaw smiled slightly, Professor Flitwick was so considerate, he saved himself from opening the mouth.

The eagle is trapped in the air, and the official start.

Chapter 61 Use the second half of life to heal childhood

How should I say Professor Flitwick's office? It's very bookish, and the style is quite warm.

There is a cupboard at the door, filled with various pudding boxes, a sky-blue bookshelf in the corner is full of books on spells, and a lot of student homework is neatly placed on the desk.

The most exquisite arrangement here is a circular sofa area next to the fireplace, obviously without distinction between host and guest.

After Xiao Er came here, he didn't feel a sense of oppression as a student being called to the office, and there was a smell of sunshine in the air.

It's not that the slightly shorter furniture in the room can give people the illusion of overlooking, but that the various furnishings make people feel comfortable.

The milky white sofa for guests was made of unknown leather, it was very soft, and Xiao Er wanted to lie down and sleep after sitting on it.

Flitwick warmly greeted Shaw to sit down, and stretched out his hand to make the pudding in the box on the coffee table come to Shaw with a tap dance.

"I heard that you only love tea. Come and try it. This is a new matcha pudding from a pastry shop in Yorkshire. Many students who come to me to pick up puddings like to pick this kind of pudding recently."

Xiao Er picked up the small dish containing the pudding, took a mouthful of it with a spoon, and put it into his mouth. It tasted really good, fragrant and tender.There is also a refreshing sense of comfort.

Professor Flitwick was happy to see Shaw eating, and he was also happy.

"Ha, I'm not wrong, it's really delicious. If you want to eat it in the future, you can get it yourself. My office doesn't lock the door, and there are all kinds of puddings in the cabinet by the door all year round."

Xiao Er looked a little uncomfortable, he hadn't met such an amiable elder for a long time.

In fact, because of his blood, Professor Flitwick is not only short and has a high-pitched voice, but also has a "weirder" face than ordinary people.

When most people see him smile for the first time, they may feel hideous, and maybe they will just take out their wand.

And Shaw really felt kindness from Professor Flitwick.

"Thank you professor, I will come to bother you often in the future."

"You should have come by now."

Seeing Shaw nodding, Flitwick was very happy, and began to talk in a shallow way.

"I know that your talent is very strong, and obviously you can't meet the requirements of a little wizard. But I also found that you love powerful and beautiful spells. From my understanding, this is wrong."

Xiao Er's expression moved, and he couldn't help sitting upright. The other party was a real dueling master, and his understanding of spells was many times better than his own.

"Also ask the professor for advice."

Flitwick waved his hand.

"Teaching you is my job. I just don't want you to have a wrong understanding of the spell, and you will suffer a lot in the future."

As Flitwick said, he took out his wand and cast a spell at a bottle of pumpkin juice on the coffee table.

"Clean up."


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