The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 166 The Conjecture of Modifying Memory

The green flame rushed forward rapidly. The flame is green overall, but not pure green. The center of the flame column is pure white. It is still extremely dazzling in the daytime. The flame spurts out 30 feet violently.
The green flame was extremely hot. Although Alan was one meter away from the flame, he still felt his bare skin being burned. He even smelled the burning smell of his hair and eyebrows.
The little wizards around were also kept retreating due to the high temperature
The spit ended quickly, and lasted about 10 seconds, because the liquid in the sac under his neck was quickly emptied, and the sac became dry and lost the support of magical secretions. The spewing flame also disappeared unsustainably.

Allen stopped and took a big gulp of fresh air. Although the spit lasted only 10 seconds, he still felt a lack of oxygen. He felt a burning sensation in his mouth. smell of sulfur
He knew that he had succeeded. Although the spitting had no target this time, and he couldn't intuitively see the damage effect of the flames, he could tell from the temperature and momentum that it must be quite powerful.

At this time, he felt that the dry pouches on his neck began to replenish fluid again. He estimated carefully that it would take about 10 minutes to refill these pouches.
The little wizards around recovered from the shock, and they all cheered at the same time. They looked at Alan differently, as if they were looking at a humanoid tyrannosaurus.
They were all stunned by the flames exhaled by Allen. Although they had estimated the power of the flames exhaled by Allen, the power of this breath was beyond their imagination. This was the first time they saw the wizard Can spew out such a powerful flame.

They shouted for Allen to spray again, but Allen couldn't take it anymore.
"The pouch is still too small! There is not much liquid stored, and you can only spray one spray for about 10 seconds at a time, and then you have to wait for 10 minutes, which is a bit unsatisfactory." Allen touched the pouch in the I thought silently in my heart.

"The liquid I stored has been sprayed out, and it will take an hour to spit out again!" Allen suddenly realized that he could speak, and hurriedly explained to the audience, but he still kept his eyes open.

The audience made a sound of disappointment, but this time the spraying has satisfied their great curiosity.

Because it was breakfast time, and classes would start after breakfast, so they gradually dispersed
Harry, Ron, and Hermione stayed behind. They were so crowded by the crowd that they didn't even have a chance to talk to Allen.

"Wow, you look so cool today!" Ron said excitedly.

"What's cool? This pouch is so ugly." Allen said while touching the smooth surface of the pouch.

"But the flames are really cool!" Harry said enviously.

"Are you feeling anything special right now?" Hermione asked concerned.

"I don't feel anything special, I just feel very hungry. It seems that the magic secretion secreted by the gland is not only generated by the power of magic, but also needs to consume the energy in the body." Allen said a little tiredly.

"So do you feel like you can control it now?" This was Professor McGonagall's voice.

"Yes, I now feel that I can control the gland proficiently. The control process is easier than I imagined. Thank you and Madam Pomfrey for taking care of me these two days." Allen said gratefully.

"You're welcome, Mr. Phoenix. If you have any questions, you can come to me anytime." Madam Pomfrey said patiently.

Professor McGonagall stared at Allen sternly, and warned him: "Mr. Phoenix, you must control your desire to spit today, and don't bring danger to yourself and others."

Allen hurriedly assured Professor McGonagall.

Then Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey left the scene and returned to Hogwarts Castle. Professor Dumbledore disappeared without knowing when.

"Let's go too, what are you waiting for?" Hermione suggested.

"I'm waiting for the magic secretion in the pouch to be accumulated, and I want to try the power of the fire dragon's breath again."

So they waited a while longer until Allen's pouch was filled with magical secretions.

This time Allen found a lonely dead tree. He skillfully spit out green flames. The flames splashed on the trunk, and soon burned a huge black hole in the trunk.

Allen was very satisfied with the power of the dragon's breath, which was more powerful than any magic flame he knew.

He also gradually fell in love with the feeling of breathing out flames, and the feeling of this violent power being gradually tamed by him was very cool.

But when he came back to reality, he started to have a headache again
When he faced the basilisk, he must transform into the eyes of the phoenix.

Although the breath of the fire dragon is useful, it is impossible for him to transform the eyes of the phoenix and the glands used by the fire dragon to breathe at the same time that day!
Although he can use his subconscious mind to influence the transformation result, he also used this ability to transform the left claw and right hoof before, but that time he was only thinking about transforming the hands, and wanted to transform the eyes of the phoenix and the fire dragon for breathing at the same time. He has to think about these two deformation results at the same time in his mind, and he suspects that if he does this, the nozzles of the dragon's gland will appear directly in the eyes.
In an instant, he felt that the ability to breathe became useless again, at least it didn't help his current situation.

In fact, Allen has been speculating about his talent recently.

What is it about his ability to shapeshift once a week that affects the shapeshifting talent?
Who keeps the time this week?Is it the will of the world?Or is it himself?
Just like we added a schedule to the mobile phone, this schedule is 7 days later, if I change the local time of the mobile phone to [-] days later, then the reminder of this schedule will appear.

So is his once-a-week ability to affect the deformation of the deformation talent timed like this?

But Allen just mastered the method of modifying the "local time".

Today, Allen has mastered the method of using memory magic to modify his own memory, but he dare not use this method indiscriminately, because memory is a very mysterious and complicated thing, and he is afraid that changing his memory will bring him Come very big chaos.

And modifying the perception of time in one's own memory is modifying the "local time"?

If he modifies his memory and modifies his perception of time to a week later, will his ability to designate transformation be restored?

Of course, this is just a conjecture at the moment, because memory magic is too mysterious, he can't try it so recklessly, maybe he will try this conjecture when he has a deeper grasp of memory magic.

Anyway, time is not urgent now, he still has three months, maybe during this time he can come up with other solutions, so he doesn't have to take the road of modifying memory.
　I saw two book friends talking about my water, so I am serious about writing it. Today, in order to find the feeling of a fire dragon spitting, I opened my mouth and simulated it for a long time. My colleagues thought I was stupid.
　　Still looking for votes!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)