Hogwarts Shippuden

"Knoba Gangli Whirlwind!" After evading the incoming attack, Kyle gave a roundabout kick and slammed his feet on the wooden alchemy puppet in front of him, making a crisp snapping sound.

"Ouch!" Kyle sat on the ground covering his feet.

The crisp snap just now was not only the sound of the alchemy puppet cracking, but also the bones of Kyle's feet.

Sure enough, the time to practice lightning forging is still a bit short.

Kyle can feel that his physical fitness has improved much faster than before these days.

Before he developed the Thunderbolt Bodybuilding, taking into account that excessive exercise during the critical period of physical development would affect his height, he only exercised his body by doing push-ups, sit-ups and squats every day.

Therefore, his previous physical fitness was basically similar to that of a person who got full marks in the college physical test in his previous life.

After half a month of thunder and lightning forging, Kyle felt that if he went to fight some amateur boxing matches now, he should be able to easily hang the opponent.

Of course, this is in terms of the protective effect of the magic in the wizard's body on the wizards.

Because of the effect of magic, the physical fitness of wizards is generally better than that of Muggles.

However, this is still far worse than those in Pirates, Naruto, and Dragon Ball.

Kicking off a tree with one kick is an operation that is too basic for a coercion to be performed, which cannot be done under the current Kyle's normal state.

Only with the blessing of strange power can he kick the alchemy puppet apart.

The use of magic power is also risky. Sometimes, for example, the protection of magic power to the body is not perfect, and the current reaction force will crack or fracture oneself.

Alfred, who was waiting by the side, frowned in distress, took out his wand and pointed it at Kyle's injured foot.

A few gleaming green light spots floated out from the tip of the staff and fell on Kyle's fractured bone. Kyle felt the pain on his feet gradually diminish.

Healing magic is really convenient!

Speaking of which, Hogwarts will start school soon.

Practicing physical skills, especially fighting skills, is very easy to get injured.

When he returns to Hogwarts, he can't let the old man Alfred follow him when he is practicing taijutsu like he is now, and treat him anytime and anywhere.

Although Hogwarts also has a school infirmary, and Snape's potion has a good recovery effect, it is impossible for him to trouble Madam Pomfrey or Snape every time he is injured.

So you still have to master healing magic yourself.

Kyle was lying on the floor of the training room like a salted fish, looking at the old housekeeper who was squatting beside him to treat him, "Alfred, I want to learn this!"

Alfred smiled dotingly, "Master, if you want to learn healing magic, you need to understand the structure of each tissue in the human body before you can carry out targeted treatment."

Kyle sat up, "So we have to start with human anatomy? Where do we get a human body for anatomy?"

Hearing Kyle's words, Alfred's face twitched imperceptibly.

Whether in the magical world or the non-magical world, becoming a doctor who wants to save lives is not that simple.

Like Muggle medicine, healing magic is a complex magical discipline.

Those wishing to become therapists need to obtain at least "E", or "good" grades in subjects such as Potions, Transfiguration, Herbology, Charms and Defence Against the Dark Arts on the N.E.W.Ts. exam.

Even with such achievements, he was only able to become an intern at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

If you want to become a real medical practitioner, you still need to go through a long period of study in the future internship.

What Alfred told Kyle was originally intended to make Kyle give up the idea of ​​learning medical magic, because even the simplest healing magic is not something that Kyle can easily master now.

However, the meaning revealed in Kyle's words seems to want him to get a few corpses for him to learn anatomy...

Although I know that there are many differences between Master Kyle and ordinary little wizards, it is so easy to talk about getting a corpse for an autopsy, even Alfred, who has experienced many killings around Grindelwald, feels that A little frightened.

Alfred shook his head, "Master, we don't need to learn Muggle anatomy."

"So where do we start?" Kyle asked.

Although Alfred is not happy to see that the young master, who is as talented as his father in combat magic, wastes time and energy on medical magic.

But looking at Kyle's appearance, it seems that he is really interested in medical magic, so he can only follow Kyle's wishes.

"If you really want to learn, Master Kyle, please wait for me."

The old butler turned around and left the magic training room.

Watching the old man's back disappear into the doorway, Kyle rubbed his chin and guessed that Alfred wouldn't bring him a whole dying fish and let him try to treat the fish, right?

Speaking of which, magic and ninjutsu have something in common.

Kyle originally thought that the power in his body was Chakra, so before he was found by Dumbledore, he developed his magic power in ninjutsu.

I didn't expect that ninjutsu can really be used in the magical world, although many of them are in vain.

And in the same way, magic has side effects that ninjutsu does not have, such as Chidori.

But it also proves that there is indeed something in common between the two.

Then the palm immortality in the world of Naruto is to use Yang Dun Chakra to stimulate body cells to promote division and regeneration. Can magic be used to achieve the same effect?

Thinking of this, Kyle also ran out of the magic training room. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

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After a while, Kyle and Alfred sat opposite each other, staring wide-eyed across a half-dead trout in a basin.

Several open magic books were scattered on the table next to him. Kyle casually flipped through the books that Alfred had brought, and threw them away when he found that he couldn't understand them.

Sure enough, practice brings out true knowledge.

"Master, are you planning to..." Alfred broke the silence.

Kyle took out a kunai from his pocket and slashed a knife on the trout, "Alfred, can you let me see the healing magic again? It's best to slow down the casting process."

"No problem." The old butler took out his wand and performed magic at Kyle's request.

Under the action of the green light full of life, Kyle, who was staring at the wound attentively, clearly saw that the muscles on both sides of the knife edge slowly squirmed and glued together.

As the treatment progressed, the glued muscles healed quickly, and then the superficial fish skin...

In the end, there was only a shallow scratch left on the surface of the fish, which soon disappeared under Alfred's treatment.

The trout that was dying just now jumped up and down.

Kyle scratched his hair.

Kusuo!

Apart from seeing the whole process of wound healing, I learned nothing!

Regardless, Kyle picked up the kunai and slashed the poor fish again, thinking about the treatment principle of palm immortality in his mind, and started his first attempt.

Ten seconds later, the incision on the trout did not heal but deepened, and the gills that had just opened and closed had stopped moving.

Kyle shook his head expressionlessly, "I can't be saved, send it to the kitchen."