HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 118 is ready
That being said, Itana was going to make some preparations.

She first asked Elena and the others, and found that they had also received letters, and her suspicions about the birthday party eased a little.

At least who are Tom's friends at school? It takes Tom himself to tell, let alone each of them.

Uh, but it seems that it can also be guessed more or less by asking Itana their classmates.

No, still can't imagine a reasonable explanation.

Itana walked up and down the room slightly frantically.

"Do you want to go?"

Of course not, the idea was killed as soon as it came out.

The current question is, does Tom know about this matter, why didn't he tell in advance if he knew, and why didn't he reply now?

Hey, let's deal with the worst possibility first.

In order to have more cards, Itana once again picked up the production of magic models.

I failed because of insufficient magic power before, I don't know if I can succeed this time.

……

Under her control, You Lan's magic power merged with the imaginary model structure little by little.

After seven or eight failures, Itana is now able to put away all distracting thoughts, purely sketching the model she sees in front of her eyes, where is thinner, where is thicker, every detail is under her control middle.

Finally, the source of magic power perfectly replicated that model.

Itana opened her eyes calmly, without any expression on her face, picked up the carving knife on the table and the base of the model, and focused on sketching.

The model is three-dimensional in consciousness, but after grasping every detail of it through the source of magic power, Itana can flatten it and place it on a flat surface without affecting the use effect.

The magic power wraps the tip of the carving knife, making it extremely sharp. Cutting a hard stone is like cutting a piece of softened butter. The fine and complicated lines are drawn and carved little by little, and there is a little bit of the same magic power in the lines. A faint blue light.

After 10 minutes, the final cut intersects a straight line, closing the entire model.

Itana retracted the knife and blew to see the debris on it. The crystal and beautiful shimmer of magic power flickered on the model little by little, faintly interacting with the natural magic field in the air that was difficult to observe.

Itana held the polished base in her palm, injected magic power, and activated the model on it.

Immediately, a bright white light appeared on her fist, wrapping around her arm.

With a click, the lights in the room went out and plunged into darkness.

Downstairs came Danlin's faint exclamation, mixed with a few foul words.

"What's the matter, the power went out? Itana! Are the lights upstairs still on?"

"It's not on! It seems that only our house is out of electricity, and there is still a light next door!" Itana also replied loudly, stopping the injection of magic power in her hand.

It seems that the effect has indeed been enhanced a lot, and I don't have this effect when I usually practice spells.

The magic model portrayed by Itana is that of thunder and entanglement.

It happened to be recorded, and she liked the spell better, so she was chosen for the first practice.

After a while, the lights in the room came back on, and Itana looked at the other base materials on the tabletop.

She will choose the most suitable one.

That night, she turned off and on the lights in the room, and finally Danlin knocked on the door, advising her not to bother.

After so many power outages, a fool can see that it is not an accident.

Itana repeatedly assured that her materials had just been tested and found the most suitable substrate, so there was no need to repeat this process.

After being fully familiar with the thunder-wound model in her mind, her efficiency has improved significantly. She doesn't need to meditate for so long to complete the fusion of the source of magic power and the model. Now she can see the corresponding model with her eyes closed, and the completed one is floating in front of her eyes. , floating in consciousness.

And now there is still one day before the date of the invitation letter.

Itana cast her eyes on the puppet who was sitting at the corner of the table reading the animal illustrated book, and slowly grinned from the corner of her mouth.

After eating so many resources from her, it can't be wasted.

Davis had given her a soul fragment from a crystal ball before, and it just so happened that the puppet's false soul had been greatly improved under the effects of the spirit-enhancing potion and the stabilizing potion, so I would perfect it myself.

……

"Ready to go out?"

Danlin raised his head from a book, and Itana saw that the cover of the book said British Topographical Research. He seemed to have been reading such books for the past two days, and he didn't even read the newspapers.

"Yes, but I want to borrow something from you." Itana said seriously.

"what?"

"The cannon in your box, and some shells." Itana was still serious.

The corner of Danlin's mouth twitched, reminding: "You are going to a friend's birthday party."

"Then I want the shotgun in your box." Itana offered the next best thing.

"No, you think it would be useful with a wand?"

"Who knows, but surprise is certain." Itana pushed the monocle on her face.

This monocle was no longer deformed from a book box, but a real transparent crystal, which was polished by her and engraved with a magic model of night vision.

Apart from transforming the puppet yesterday, Itana took the time to make a lot of preparations, and this is one of them.

"No, that's too dangerous, it will blow you up if you're not careful, and you haven't learned how to use it at all!"

"I can learn it now," Itana insisted.

"I refuse, okay, let's go, if you don't go, you will be late!" Dan Lin's insistence was also unshakable.

"Well, if you insist on thinking that way." Itana didn't waste her time persuading, and walked towards the fireplace with a little regret.

"Now you don't need to turn around from there, you can go out directly." Dan Linzhong reminded from behind.

Itana turned her head, "Aren't they watching outside?"

Danlin hummed: "Don't worry, no one will look at this place anymore."

Why?Did you find it unhelpful, or were you distracted by something else, or both?
Itana abandoned the fireplace with some doubts and turned to the shop door.

jingle--

She opened the door, and there were usually people squatting outside, and those few people were no longer visible.

Itana had been quietly observing for a long time before finding the few people who were following her, but now she couldn't see any of them.

Really gone.

Itana touched her chin, took out the flying carpet from her bag and spread it out in the air.

Because it was completely under her own control, the edge of the flying carpet no longer sank as before, but seemed to be spread on some invisible thing. Itana supported it with her hands and jumped onto the flying carpet.

"Then, let's go." Itana chuckled lightly as she took off her black satchel and looked towards the sky.

This time, it was only her.

Although there is no reliable thug by his side, his own strength can be regarded as self-protection.

At least, you can run if you can't beat it, and you can use the pendant to call the boss.

(End of this chapter)