The man behind Hogwarts

William carefully observed the whip and stood ready.

He always felt as if there was something he had overlooked, but he found nothing.

"What it is, it must be important."

The saw-toothed whip was still lying on the ground, motionless, and there was no trace of the greedy and bloodthirsty roots it had just now... it even looked a little pitiful and innocent.

William raised his hand and looked at his wrist that had just been entangled by roots. There was only a faint circle of strangulation marks.

Looking at the place where it was pricked just now, it was inside the wrist, and it was right at the artery, because there was a small red dot there, just like the needle pricked it.

While William was observing.

The small red spots on the arteries dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The red spots became lighter and lighter until they disappeared completely, and the skin seemed to be intact.

Ok?

This scene made William a little confused again.

This feeling... it feels... it feels like the saw-toothed whip is stopping my bleeding and healing my injuries?

William was slightly speechless.

It was obviously you who gave me the injection, but you still helped me stop the bleeding and heal my injury? Are you playing as a nurse?

Suddenly, William remembered something.

He once again recalled the scene that had just happened, analyzing all the details of the action in his mind... He made a new discovery.

"It didn't appear to be malicious."

Just now, the roots came into contact with William's skin, quickly wrapped around William's wrist, and tried to inject him...

However, William found that the strength of the roots was very small. He only used a little force to untie the roots, and the roots did not resist.

In addition, it can also automatically stop bleeding and heal injuries.

Perhaps this is a special function?

As he thought about it, William became more and more certain of this guess.

He stepped forward to pick up the long whip, but it still remained motionless, and the root silk screen did not move.

Untie the silk screen again and let the roots scatter like hair, blown by the wind, fluttering gently, peaceful and harmonious.

William plans to try again.

He instinctively felt that the saw-toothed whip had no malicious intent.

It is the same species as Veigar, and it became what it is now after being transformed by his spiritual cultivation magic.

Vega has gained intelligence, but like a pet, he listens to William's words; it makes no sense that the saw-tooth whip can bite the owner.

Secretly thinking about the level of risk involved, William waved in the air, and Uncle Cat immediately jumped down and landed on his shoulder.

"Uncle Cat, if I fall to the ground later, you should go find Hagrid immediately, do you understand me?"

Talking and gesticulating.

He took the cat to Hagrid's house. He thought it knew the way, and the cat was knowledgeable about human nature. William thought it could complete this task.

Sure enough, the cat first looked at him with his head tilted, then pecked his head and made two "coo" sounds.

Ok.

William stroked it in reward.

After arranging the emergency plan, William once again reached out to stroke the roots of the whip...

But William learned the lesson this time, and this time he used his left hand to touch the roots.

Immediately, the scene reappeared.

The moment the ends of the roots came into contact with his skin, they emitted a faint fluorescence, and quickly wrapped around William's left wrist, and then... there was another feeling of needle pricking.

But this time William didn't stop him, he wanted to see what was going on.

There are only a dozen or so black iron-colored roots, but each one is twenty centimeters long. Now they are all wrapped around William's wrist. At first glance, they look like a black bracelet.

The pins and needles sensation is fleeting.

And after William's inspection, it was determined that only one root penetrated into his blood vessel, and the other roots did not do so.

After three breaths, William suddenly felt a magical change.

It seems... magic is surging, arms are extending, and spirit is spreading...

William closed and opened his eyes with an expression of ecstasy.

Very pleasantly surprised.

He found that he and the whip had actually become one, realizing the union of human and whip in a true sense.

Letting the roots wrap around his wrist, William grasped the handle of the serrated whip with his left hand...and then shook his wrist slightly.

The saw-tooth whip immediately drew a circle in the air, and then turned into a rectangle. The next moment, the whip rose and fell, becoming like an electrocardiogram...

Finally, the tip of the whip "crackled" in the air, and a slight black mist emitted from the impact area - this was the body of a crushed fly.

William's smile became even brighter and he couldn't help but murmur to himself:

"The so-called arm in command will never be stronger than me."

Because William and the whip have truly become one.

William can sense his control over the whip. As long as his mind changes and he exerts a certain amount of strength, he can control the whip with his mind.

Generally speaking, William only needs to apply the initial strength to the whip, and then he can control the whip with his thoughts.

In the past, I could hit grass and miss it crookedly, but now I can accurately pick out a tiny fly... The change is earth-shaking.

What's even more amazing is that he can make the whip make any movement...

It can be hard or soft, straight or bend...

William couldn't help but praise him repeatedly.

In this way, William controlled the whip and wreaked havoc in the forest for half an hour. During this period, the sound of "crackling" was heard constantly, accompanied by flying grass clippings and falling leaves.

Wait for him to stop.

The surrounding area has become messy, as if a dozen Yasuos had fought here.

William took a long breath and calmed down.

Looking at the long whip held in his left hand and the root bracelet wrapped around his wrist, he made a thought... and immediately, the roots naturally loosened and slipped from his wrist.

William watched this change quietly, watching the roots turn into a silk mesh and cover the handle.

He nodded knowingly.

Now, he completely understood the changes in the saw-toothed whip.

Although William has always called it "Sawtooth Whip", don't forget that its true attribute is actually Sawtooth Vine, a vine.

It’s just that it’s incredibly special now.

Because it now has the characteristics of both living things and objects.

Normally, it is just a long whip, lifeless; but as long as one of its roots penetrates into William's skin and gets his blood and magic power, it will become a life.

Just don't realize that this life is a life that is controlled by William alone.

William thought about it again and again, but still couldn't think of how to describe this change.

Perhaps it was a natural reaction in a moment, and William thought of a word: magic weapon.

magic weapon!

Isn't this what a magic weapon should be like?

William's eyes lit up.

In the novels he has read, in the world of cultivating immortals, magic weapons are indispensable, such as the sword of the Sword Immortal, the sword of the Sword Immortal... In mythological novels, magic weapons are even more mysterious, such as the Zhuxian Sword and Pangu Banner. …

Their characteristics are quite similar to saw-tooth whips, that is, they can be controlled by people's thoughts and are extremely flexible.

"Perhaps, its template is more like the Immortal Binding Rope..."

Having said that, the Immortal Binding Rope seems to be a magic weapon in ancient novels such as Journey to the West. It sounds prestigious, but who is its owner...?

William stroked his whip, fascinated.

"In the future, you may really become a magic weapon that can bind gods."

"And I can definitely..."