This Hogwarts isn't normal.

"Wayne?" Rosmerta covered her mouth.

Is the 1.8-meter-tall cloaked man in front of me really the 12-year-old Vincent Wayne?

It is said that Muggles have a kind of feed that makes them grow faster. Could it be that this is more magical than magic?

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After receiving a good beating, Sam obviously became more honest.

"Ma'am, we have something else to do." Vincent turned around and opened the bar door.

No explanation is the best explanation.

Sam returned the towel covering his face to Rosmerta.

"Beautiful lady, next time I will tell you the story of my adventure in the jungle of South America."

His big, red and purple face was not swollen, maybe because he was beaten often.

"South American jungle?" Vincent understood immediately, "You were hiding there before, right?"

"I'm not hiding!" Sam rubbed his sore and hot face as he walked, "I'm going on vacation!"

“There’s no way to go on vacation without bringing money.”

"You take care of me!"

Rosmerta watched them bickering and put the outrageous thoughts out of her mind.

Sam was about 25 years old. How could he not fight back after being slapped so many times by Vincent who was half his age?

He talks in a funny and humorous way, and doesn't sound like a masochist.

Wayne is not a rare surname. Maybe this is a relatively low-key wizard with the same surname as Wayne.

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A cliff outside Hogsmeade village,

Sam is telling Vincent the secrets of Apparition. ░▒▓█►─═ ═─◄█▓▒░

"Don't believe what the school and the Ministry of Magic are saying. Memorizing so many things will only make it more complicated."

He suddenly disappeared into a black and white vortex, and suddenly appeared behind Vincent.

There was no warning, not even a wand raised, just a brief "crack" sound.

“Figure out where you want to go, then relax your body, and you’ll make it.”

There was a "crack" and Sam was back again.

Vincent's face was stiff and his expression was quite unnatural, "If it's really as simple as what you said, do they still have the nerve to charge 12 Galleons for tuition?"

"Oh, this is the salary of the people who pick up your bodies."

Once it fails and the body splits, and the hands and feet are severed and there is blood everywhere, 12 Galleons is really a reasonable price.

Sam sat down and said, "Hurry up and feel it. Don't splash blood on me later."

With a "pop" sound, Vincent gave himself a big slap in the mouth.

Originally, he thought that this person was not reliable in any way, and he had to be more reliable when it came to magic.

After reality slaps him, he will also give himself a slap.

"There are three 'd's as promised!"

Sam's face was full of surprise, his eyes became more and more contemptuous, "Wayne, are you an ordinary wizard?"

destination - target

determination——determination

deliberation - calmness

If it were any other young wizard, he would not agree to teach him even if he owed his life.

As long as you have the momentum to deal with Fulakan, not to mention success the first time, at least you won't lose your head.

Vincent raised his little head, "You are so unreliable, how do you ask me to relax?"

"Aren't you a master of Occlumency? Can't you take the initiative to regulate your emotions?"

"I'm born with it, so I don't know how to regulate my emotions."

Sam was stunned for a moment, "You said he was born with it, isn't it true that he was born with it?"

"That makes sense."

They are already illegal courses, and safety issues cannot be guaranteed.

Vincent took out his wand and said, "If I were gone, I would be a ghost and bother you every day."

He took a deep breath and suddenly reached out to Sam.

"what?"

"Using my wand will trigger the trace."

"That's it?" Sam stood up reluctantly, "Just go somewhere where the Ministry of Magic can't monitor you."

"where--"

Before he finished speaking, Vincent, who was holding his shoulder, appeared in a vast desert.

"Where is this?"

"Africa, the northern part of the Sahara Desert closest to Europe."

The sky is blue and the ground is yellow, and the sun is shining brightly.

Vincent took off his cloak and released his body transformation, "I'm starting."

"Let's start." Sam waved his hand, and then heard a "crackling" sound.

He turned in the direction and looked behind him, staring at the head on the sand with his mouth wide open.

"Gulu——"

His head fell off, but even Merlin couldn't save it.

Wait a minute - are you still blinking?

Sam, who was sweating profusely, quickly looked back to where Vincent was standing just now.

The body was not there, so it turned out to be a success.

"Scared me to death!" He slapped his heart,

"Wayne, if your kid is still alive, say something!"

Vincent was in no mood to talk to him.

With this time, it is better to reflect on the feeling just now.

When you imagine the end point in your mind, your own mana will cover the entire body surface like a phantom spell.

The moment I mustered up the courage to spin, I felt as if I had entered a dark space countless times wider than the desert.

There was nothing there, nothing to see.

I can't feel my body, I can't feel anything.

According to Rove, who has attended the course, this is entering a "void state."

There are gaps in the real world, gaps that are invisible to the naked eye.

It wasn't long before Vincent was "squeezed" out.

After regaining his senses, he felt sore all over, and his brain was still dizzy as if he was severely hypoxic.

His body should have been squeezed out of the sand, and hypoxia might be due to the "void state".

That space was a vacuum like the universe, and even matter was not allowed to exist.

The soul - or the spirit - was connected to this space, but the body entered the gap between the real world?

If the goal is not firm enough, will the spirit stay in it?

If the determination is not thorough enough, will the body not remain intact when it is "squeezed" out?

If the mentality is not calm enough, will the Apparition fail?

Vincent, who was getting more and more uncomfortable, closed his eyes and concentrated, and then appeared above Sam's head.

He pressed down.

"Fuck!" Sam pushed him aside,

"You bastard, at least remind me before you Apparite!"

Vincent turned over and sat up, but still ignored him.

That mysterious space is too dangerous. If you want to stay longer, you will be "pulled" out by some force.

It's very similar to repairing a broken broom, and using magic in the soul state.

The mana covering the whole body when the apparition appears protects the mind and body at all times.

"I want to go further, do I need more mana, clearer goals, more thorough determination, and more calmness?"

Sam picked up the wand he had just dropped, cursing.

"That's about right. The principle of the follower's appearance is to reserve one more person. Don't go too far without knowing your own abilities."

In this way, he is still reliable.

No, it should be said that Vincent's hangover potion is reliable.

If they were not sober when they came, I'm afraid there would be no one to collect their bodies.

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