Sign In To Hogwarts, I Lead The Magical Revolution

"Let's begin. 39

After taking a deep breath, Amber took out his wand and swept over the magnifying spell, and the small parts in front of him instantly became as big as a washbasin.

Seeing that half of the various magic patterns were drawn on these parts, Amber carefully took out the carving knife and began to recall the concepts described in Dumbledore's manuscript.

Old Bee is truly a genius when it comes to alchemy. Amber has benefited greatly from the solution presented in that manuscript.

Even Amber abandoned the previous design concept, intending to implement a bold and powerful idea.

Think so. With a wave of Amber's wand, the clearing spell was cast, and all the runes depicted on the parts were swept away.

Immediately, Amber drew a spring and placed it in front of him, took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and then resolutely dropped the knife.

There was a faint radiance of magic power flowing on the carving knife, and as Amber's right hand slid, a rune of magic script that was completely different from before fell on the spring in front of him.

But this time, among all the magic patterns drawn by Amber, there is absolutely no carrier about the magic spell~.

It was as if such a fundamental concept had been completely forgotten by Amber.

The carving knife fell, and the lines gradually spread over the parts.

With all kinds of potion etchings, he was fully focused, and all his energy was placed on the little spring in front of him.

One by one the runes shimmered, and in the fine grooves, the potions circulated endlessly.

After an unknown amount of time, when Amber raised his head again, the spring on the table had changed beyond recognition.

"The spiral structure is quite suitable for the magic power operation center. I hope my judgment is correct this time."

Seeing that it was completed, Spring Amber shook his head. Although his eyes were firm, there was still a hint of worry in the bottom of his eyes.

Too urgent.

Although he didn't know what Voldemort wanted to do, thousands of Death Eaters invaded Hogwarts, and Amber couldn't decide.

It's just a gamble so far. Bet on your own set philosophy, there's nothing wrong with it.

Carefully placing the spring aside, Amber took part after part and repeated his movements.

His hands were still steady, his eyes were still hard.

However, the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and the soaked robe on his back reflected his fatigue and hardship at this time.

This is different from the Magic Phone, which is, after all, just a commodity.

Whether the magic phone is good or bad, it is only a matter of whether it can be sold or not.

But once there is a problem with this pistol, it is very likely that his life will be ruined on the battlefield.

Triggers, slides, and part after part were put into Amber's hands, and after a lengthy remodel, they were carefully put aside.

Time passed by and the lights were still bright.

But tiredness was already on Amber's face.

"The last part."

After finally remodeling all the small parts, Amber placed it in front of him. Only the body of the pistol remains.

This is also the hardest part.

Because in Amber's vision, the magic pattern circuit built on the main body is the core of the entire pistol.

That is, a stable storage device for magic power.

If there is a problem in this regard, then the magic pistol is destined to be a tasteless rib.

Against great wizards like Voldemort, their silent spells are far quicker and sharper than magic pistols.

In order for the magic pistol to truly threaten them, it is necessary to have pre-stored and very stable magic power, which can make the magic spell hit the target before everyone reacts.

This is exactly what has been holding back Amber forward.

It wasn't until then, after getting Dumbledore's manuscript and the wild ideas provided to him by the Weasley brothers, that Amber had the initial design direction.

But such a design is the first time, and Amber does not know whether it will be successful or not.

The carving knife was still stable, the sharp blade falling on the solid wood handle, stirring up fine wood chips.

Whether we can get chestnuts out of the fire this time depends on the victory or defeat at this time.

Amber had never been so careful. He has never been so excited as he is now.

When the final loop construction is completed, all the runes are drawn into a complete and complicated magic circle on the handle.

As the gem containing powerful magic is embedded in the center position, the entire handle is instantly lit.

All the fine lines turned into stars in the sky, bright and radiant.

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Amber knows that until now, he has really taken the first step towards success.

Quickly assemble all the parts together, the sound of the empty machine is crisp and sweet.

Watching the surging tide of magic power being firmly fixed in the rune circuit, turning round and round, endlessly, a long-lost smile appeared on Amber's face.

"Next, it's bullets.

Looking at the box of brass bullets he took out next to him, Amber raised his eyebrows slightly, showing unparalleled confidence.

This is also one of the biggest changes he has made since this time.

The spell no longer exists based on the pistol, but is etched directly on the bullet.

The M1911 is loaded with seven rounds, which proves that Amber can fire seven distinct spells in a row at the same time.

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No wizard can do that, not even Voldemort and Dumbledore.

This is the real meaning of the magic pistol!

Using a smaller knife, Amber dipped in magic potion and drew magic lines on the bullet.

Due to the complexity of the spell, such an idea was stillborn.

But the idea of ​​the Weasley brothers opened new doors for Amber.

In this world, not only magic patterns can be used, magic medicine, alchemy, including the power of magical animals can be used as his assistance.

The so-called one-shot in the heart is wide-ranging in an instant, and the most difficult thing in invention and creation is actually the smoothness of thinking.

When there is a complete idea, everything becomes a matter of course.

Bullets are pressed into the barrel of the gun, and the ancient rune on the magazine ensures that the bullets will not affect each other.

When the first box of bullets was pushed into the barrel, and the muzzle was pointed at the experimental mice not far away, Amber's eyes filled with murderous intent.

"First shot, stun spell!

"Bang! 99

The mouse fainted and was shot through the head by a bullet.

"Petrification Curse!""

‘Bang! 35

"Floating Charm!""

"Bang! 35

"And the most important thing - the life-threatening curse!

boom!

[Today's five shifts are over, happy Labor Day to all book lovers, and the little author sincerely asks for votes] Power.

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