The Deep Sea Wizard of Hogwarts

"There is such a..." Linde looked at the unknown hole in horror.

This is just the basic application of "rhythm", and it does not involve the system's "spells".

Just at that moment, he felt that his magic power was missing a part, about one tenth.

This also means that he can only release this basic application of rhythm no more than ten times.

Of course, he is on land now. If he is in the sea, he can be like a perpetual motion machine. But if he is not in the sea...then his combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least 80%.

Don't call him the Ocean Singer, just change his name to the God of War in the Sea!

And his current and future home ground will be in Hogwarts, a typical alpine meadow. Except for the Black Lake and several tributaries, the rest of the place lacks water.

Trouble...

Shaking his head and getting rid of these messy thoughts, he has not forgotten the main goal of coming here today-testing his series of abilities.

Just now, he just tried his basic application of rhythm, and the next thing he needs to try is spells.

Just like martial arts.

Basic application is like the routine of clenching five fingers and punching. Anyone can do it, as long as you have hands.

But spells are like professional martial arts routines, which are not something you can learn just by clenching your fists.

Fortunately, Lind was familiar with these spells in advance, but he had never actually "cast spells" before.

Taking out the "Revelation of the Tide Caller", Lind unfolded it and turned to one of the pages.

There were maggot-like symbols drawn on it, and various symbols like small dots or small triangles were connected in the middle.

There was also a straight red horizontal line between the symbols in each row.

They are called neumes, and the music score composed of such symbols is called neumes!

In the past, folk music was almost in a state of oral transmission. It was not until the 9th and 10th centuries AD that this relatively rigorous and systematic notation method, called neumes, appeared.

The different symbols carry certain pitches and pitch relationships. The existence of the red horizontal line allows learners to find relative scales.

The four-line and five-line scores of later generations are also the development of this red horizontal line.

Of course, these materials were found by Lind in the ordinary world. It is impossible to investigate how it developed with the fishman circle. It is unknown whether the fishman circle first came up with such a notation method or ordinary people first came up with such a notation method. He didn't know how long ago "Calling the Tide" was written. He didn't need to use this book to make an age evaluation.

He only knew that these music scores corresponded to the "spells" of the sea singers. Playing these "melodies" and stirring the sea corresponded to casting spells.

Unfortunately, although Lind had the memory of the fishman Green in his mind, he did not have a relatively systematic knowledge of music theory. So he could understand the book, but not the music scores, and could only slowly compare and decipher it by himself.

So far, he has only deciphered and practiced two of the dozens of Neumes recorded in this large book "The Revelation of Calling the Tide".

He was going to try to perform the first piece, "The Fog".

Linde looked at the score again. Although he had practiced it countless times with the ordinary violin, he still confirmed it twice at this time.

He looked at it twice more, and his fingertips moved invisibly in the air twice, then he turned his head and walked into the water.

He did not sink directly into the sea. The sea water gave him an inexplicable upward force, which steadily lifted him up, making him walk on the sea like stepping on water.

His speed was not slow, as if he was walking on an elevator. He was carried across an unknown number of meters in one step. This was also the reason why the water under his feet was carrying him.

Since he figured out a lot of things that night, he, in his old posture, had risen to a higher level in his control of the sea.

After walking a distance, he sat down slowly. The sea water under his butt slowly supported a seat for him to sit on.

He embraced the unicorn head violin with his left hand, and began to pluck it gently with his right hand.

Ding, ding, ding~

The sound of the piano began to slowly sound, and the sea surface suddenly turned gently, slowly beginning to cater to Lind's piano sound.

Slowly, inexplicable fog began to appear on the sponge. Just like the rising sea fog, slowly, the moonlight began to weaken.

The mist covered all of Lind's sight. Even if he judged by the rolling waves under his feet, his visual distance would not exceed one meter.

In this case, no one could resist the unknown attack from the fog.

Lind hurriedly put away the piano and called out to the direction of the seaside in his memory before, "Be patient!"

He didn't know if Andersen heard it. From the moment the thick fog appeared, the sound in his ears became much smaller. Unlike on land, he could hear the "ambient sound" of the waves on the sea surface under his feet at any time in the sea.

So he was sure that this thick fog not only blocked his sight, but also blocked the sound.

But after all, he still shouted to Andersen, after all, he couldn't do nothing.

After shouting, he kept walking, and under the influence of the current, he quickly ran away from the coast and towards the sea. He wanted to see how big a fog he had created.

He flew all the way, and in just a few dozen seconds, or even a minute, he was out of the fog.

Turning his head, he saw a huge semicircular fog covering the sea in front of him, like a protective shield, or like some kind of fog described outside a forbidden area. Just one look would make people feel inexplicably palpitating, and they would feel that there was a hidden murderous intent in it, and they dared not go deep into it.

Although he was in a state of half-stepping on the water at this time, with his entire soles in the water, his magic power was still recovering rapidly, and it was already in a state of full recovery again.

"If I keep playing, and with the blessing of the upper water body, how big a fog can I create at most?" he thought in his mind.

Just like when he created a storm before, he used himself as a transfer station and a changing channel for magic power, turning the magic power given to him by the sea into spells, releasing it continuously, and finally accumulating to form a large thundercloud.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to withdraw his thoughts first. In a conventional battle, large-area coverage is actually not very meaningful to him.

On the contrary, he is now going to try something new.

He put away the zither, took out the tree root magic wand, and pointed it at the large cloud and mist, "Spell Stop!"

The blue magic beam suddenly hit the cloud and mist, rolling up ripples.

But the effect on the large fog was minimal, it just made people feel that it slightly accelerated the speed of the fog dissipating.

Sure enough, the effect of the spell on the sea singer's spell was very poor.

But how to remove this spell?

He didn't know yet. But this kind of spell will slowly dissipate.

Just wait for it to slowly dissipate, then Lind sat by the sea, took out the zither again, and began to repeat another spell in his mind.

"Undercurrent surges!"

Lind began to play slowly, and gradually, he caught the rhythm of the waves again.

After catching the rhythm, guide them--

He played as hard as he could, and gradually began to skip beats and skip beats. He now had to cater to the rhythm of the tide and bring the two to the same frequency.

Snap! The waves were gently lapping.

Ding! Lind's fingers plucked the strings.

Both happened at the same time. After that, every wave of the waves, big or small, began to gradually blend with Lind's music. He also gradually pulled the waves back to his track.

But that was all. No matter how he played, there was no strange scene on the sea, and it didn't seem to have anything to do with magic.

Dingdang~

As Lind finished playing the last note, he slowly raised his head and looked under the sea.

Then, he turned his head and looked forward again. The sea fog was about to dissipate a little bit. Even without his continued maintenance, the sea fog would not dissipate quickly.

He stepped into the fog. At this time, Andersen was howling over there, and he didn't know what he was shouting.

As Lind slowly walked into it, a large area of ​​crimson slowly emerged on the sea behind him.

Pieces of fish, shrimp and crab carcasses slowly appeared, and the dead fish heads moved their mouths weakly up and down, as if they were stubbornly breathing the last breath of air.

However, their death was a foregone conclusion.

On the sea surface, there was silence.

Under the sea surface, undercurrents surged, crushing all living things, and the creatures with hard shells attached to the seabed were not spared.

Slowly, carnivores of all sizes smelled the strong smell of blood and gathered here. It seemed that in a short while, all kinds of carcasses here would disappear. Only the blood here would be left, slowly dispersing in the water.

Back in the fog, he couldn't help but sigh at the power of the Ocean Singer. At this time, the visibility in the fog had changed from one meter to three meters.

It would take another half an hour for the fog to disperse.

Back to the shore, he saw Andersen howling. Linde interrupted him unhappily, "What are you yelling about!"

Andersen looked at Linde, "I... I want to try to see if I can be like you!" As he said that, he started to howl loudly again, "Ga-ga~Ga-ga~", which had nothing to do with the melody Linde had just played.

Linde walked over and patted his head, "Your pitch is so bad, just be quiet!"

Interrupting Andersen's wailing, Linde looked at him, "To do this, it's not just about knowing that tune."

"What?"

Linde withdrew from his old form and pointed at the sea, "The flames are blazing!"

The same flames as before exploded on the stone wall, and then were extinguished by a small wave the next second.

"I guess the nature of my magic has changed." Linde said, which he discovered when he released the spell of stopping just now.

As he said that, Linde turned back into his old form and pointed his wand at the sea.

"Flames are blazing!"

A blue beam of light shot out from his magic wand and hit the sea in an instant.

The dark blue flames rose up, just like the blue flames of alcohol.

"What?"

Andersen flew up and wanted to get closer to see, but before he could get close to the flames, a burning smell emerged from his body and heat waves came over him.

"The temperature is so high!" Andersen exclaimed, and then quickly flapped his wings and retreated backwards.

"Blue flames, and it doesn't seem to be afraid of water. No, it's not that it's not afraid of water, but it uses water as fuel!"

Linde looked at the flame and kept analyzing in his mind, "Sure enough, my magic power has deteriorated."

As he said that, he turned his head again and released a blazing flame on the stone wall behind him.

Sure enough, without the presence of water, the blue flame went out in a short while, and it disappeared faster than the normal red flame.

"What if such a blue flame is placed on a person. In addition to the simple burning damage, can it have attachment damage like ordinary flames? And will it burn the blood deeply?!" Linde kept thinking.

And how does this state affect other spells? !

He just simply thought that water and fire were in opposition in mysticism before, and thought that if his magic power deteriorated, then the most obvious one would definitely be this fire spell.

But he didn't expect the impact to be so great.

Afterwards, he casually put out the increasingly powerful flame on the sea, then turned his head to look at Andersen and shook his head.

Andersen was still a little confused.

Linde didn't leave him, and cast an amplification spell on a piece of rubble!

"Get bigger!"

The stone, which was only the size of a fist, was hit by the spell and became as big as a head.

"This..." Andersen suddenly understood what Linde meant by the look he gave him just now.

It turned out that he wanted to use me to experiment with the amplification spell at the beginning!

Luckily, he didn't! Andersen breathed a sigh of relief with some shock.

But looking at the stone, it seems that there is no problem.

Linde glanced at Andersen, "Don't worry, living things and dead things are still different after all."

Andersen also nodded. He knew that Linde had practiced for countless times before releasing the amplification spell on him for the first time.

And this time, his magic power has changed, and he has to go through more rigorous attempts first.

Linde looked around and pointed at an unknown shell on a reef.

"Get bigger quickly!" The spell flew on the shell.

Linde and Andersen slowly approached, staring at the shell, wanting to see what changes it had.

The shell suddenly fell off the reef it was attached to and landed on the wet sand and stones. Its two shells opened, and the body inside kept opening and contracting, twisting and convulsing.

"It looks so painful!" Andersen said seriously.

"According to my own experience, the enlargement spell should not have such changes?!" Linde also looked at the shell in confusion.

It was indeed slowly getting bigger at this time. But it really didn't look that... normal.

Linde looked at the big shell that was only the size of a palm at the beginning, twisting and becoming as big as a dinner plate, and the doubts in his mind grew bigger and bigger.

This magic power metamorphosis looks... a little unique!

Thinking of this, he simply stopped watching and pointed the wand directly at his right hand.

"My own magic spell should be a little gentler to myself!" Linde thought. Then he didn't hesitate, the wand was danced by the tentacles, and the spell was chanted in his mouth,

"Get bigger quickly!"