Harry Potter's Catastrophe

Harry felt a chill from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His whole body shivered, goosebumps arose all over his body, and the way he looked at Malfoy changed.

"We'd better stay away from him, for the sake of your good friend." Harry strongly suggested.

"Well, nasty Malfoy, it's best not to meet him," said Ron.

As time went by, the herbal medicine class finally ended. There were three herbal medicine classes a week. After this class, we went to the greenhouse to learn how to cultivate plants and fungi and their uses.

After class, Carney threw the textbook to Neville and asked him to help take it back to the dormitory, while he ran to the eighth floor.

Don't get me wrong, he is not looking for Dumbledore, he is looking for the Room of Requirement. He needs a place to practice spells. Yes, he is so diligent.

Wandering the corridor on the eighth floor, he finally spotted a suspicious wall. Carney walked back and forth in front of the wall, thinking to himself, I want an empty room to practice magic spells. I need an empty room to practice magic spells. I need an empty room to practice my spells.

The wall gradually reacted, and the color of the wall began to change, turning into a dark door.

Pushing the door open, it was a slightly dark room. The room was empty, with only a few lights on the four walls illuminating the room. One wall was a special glass wall.

It's okay, but there's no chair or anything.

Carney closed the door. His most important task now was to feel the magic. In the morning, when I used the flashing spell, I felt soreness in my waist and legs, lack of energy, and felt like my body was being hollowed out. This was not because my kidneys were overdrawn.

It should be the feeling of overdraft of magic power, but at that time, I turned the power to the maximum without carefully feeling it. The magic power was consumed in a few seconds, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, there was no feeling.

"Fluorescence!" This spell is very easy to master. The first shot was successful, lighting up the surrounding area.

Looking at the white light spot on the wand, he didn't feel any changes in his body. It should be that when the wand casts a spell, it will gather the magic power in the surrounding air, thereby saving the caster's own magic power. He has seen it in magic theory textbooks.

Carney hasn't felt the magic power yet, and the only way to control his body is to tighten his muscles and exert force. The light from the tip of the staff slowly becomes brighter, and gradually the entire room is illuminated.

He stopped, closed his eyes and felt himself carefully. As the flashing spell continued, he felt that the strength of his body was gradually losing, and fatigue slowly climbed up.

He interrupted the magic. He didn't want to fall down from exhaustion immediately. The experiment could never succeed in the first try. Rest for a while and catch your breath.

Eh? pant? Since there is magic in the air, can't I absorb it by breathing? No, then ordinary people should also have magic power. Maybe the magic power in the world of ordinary people is too thin. Breathing is for inhaling oxygen, because the human body consumes a lot of oxygen during strenuous exercise, so people who finish running are as tired as dogs and have shortness of breath.

But it wasn't right, he couldn't remember any wizard who would be out of breath after all his magic power was used up.

Better try it a few more times.

The second time I tried... I felt like the power in my body was draining away. It felt like my body's strength suddenly disappeared, but I didn't feel hypoxic, and there were still no other findings.

The third try... I still didn't feel the magic power of my body. The only thing I felt was fatigue. It felt like a magic spell was cast with the strength in my body.

After three things, Carney felt that it would be difficult to gain anything if he continued practicing magic perception. He would just wait and see the results of meditating at night.

The next plan is to practice attack spells. His floating spell is still working sometimes, but the clear water like spring is the spell he practices most at home. He has been studying it for a long time because it is a particularly easy to extend. spell, once you've become proficient at conjuring water, you can attack with water.

Just like a water mage, it's not bad to be a water wizard.

He thought about whether he could use water arrows to attack. He tried water balloons at home, but they were not very powerful and were useless except for washing other people's hair.

Water Arrow is different, this is just an idea of ​​his. Because it is still very difficult to control water into the shape of an arrow. It is difficult to accomplish without strong mental power. Clear water like a spring can create water balls. He has practiced for a long time and changed the spell.

If he didn't change the spell, he had tried it, and the clear water would only flow out like a spring. He needed to use his spiritual power to guide him later to create a water ball, which was quite troublesome for him now.

Mental guidance is to gather silent thoughts into a ball and concentrate mentally, although this only takes two or three seconds in the eyes of outsiders.

But he thought that the magician just cast a spell and the water ball came out, so he still had to go to such trouble.

Language is also magical, just like the curse in ancient times. That is, a wizard said before being burned to death, "I curse you, curse your bloodline or something." As a result, the family that burned him fell directly because of the family's bloodline. When a problem arises, nothing specific is said.

Thinking about magic spells is too simple for modern people. Water polo technique - "gather water like beads"

It is concise and yet powerful, but some people are confused. It is a water polo, you water drop. If the water gathers like a ball, the force will decrease. If the force decreases, it will not be sonorous and powerful.

After all, the incantations of the seniors are all full of character. If I am a person who has been through the experience and give a name but still lose my grade, I feel a little sorry for his Chinese teacher who has been in compulsory education for nine years.

"Arrows are raining down!" The wand flicked and pointed upwards, but nothing happened.

Um? Or is this a bit complicated? Then change to another one. The one he imagined before was the magician's Ice Arrow Rain, a range-type, and a weakened version of the Ice Arrow and Water Arrow. It was obviously a bit difficult.

"Condensed water into a gun!" With a flick of the magic wand, a two-meter-long gun made of water appeared in front of Carney.

Ningke pays more attention to the shape than the word Ju. The water ball in Ju is round, but the water inside is still flowing under the slight influence of magic power, and the water ball will also be slightly deformed when the body flies out.

Although this water gun is much better than a water balloon, it is not particularly solid and looks completely attackless. The wand waved forward under control, and the water gun flew straight towards the glass wall, but it turned into a puddle of water before it hit the wall within ten meters of flying.

Eh? Forget about the distance, Carney's mental control range is about ten meters. After this distance, the water gun becomes a little difficult to maintain.

Carney walked five or six meters toward the glass wall.

"Condensed water into a gun!"

Puff puff! The water gun started to spread out when the head of the gun touched the wall, until the tail of the gun also turned into water droplets and spread out. The location where it hit the glass wall surged like ripples for a while, with average power, but this was not a hair wash, it still needed practice more.

The water gun is too big, it is difficult to solidify, and the power is not as powerful as expected. It won't hurt anyone, but it is harder than what he is hitting with his current fist. If it is an adult's fist, it is far behind, and the water is still Can one have strong bones? This is mainly the push of the water, knocking back. And now he has just started, there is still time to improve.

"Condensed water into an arrow!" With a flick of the wand, a water arrow one meter long and one centimeter in diameter appeared in front of him.

Carney controlled the arrow to float over. The whole thing was very solid, and the water seemed to be frozen, maintaining the shape of the arrow, like a transparent arrow. The arrow was sharp and feathered.

"Go!" Carney was confident about this and pointed his wand at the wall.

"Ding!"

A crack appeared on the glass wall, and the water arrow was directly nailed to the wall. However, it turned into water after a while, and the wall returned to its original state after a sudden change.

"Yes, the arrow seems to be missing a bit. I need to get more familiar with it to avoid feeling problems."