Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 163 4 Forms

Watching Professor Snape put the temperature-controlled medical medicine cabinet back in the corner, Zhang Xiao even felt that his "Book of Embarrassment" that was fully sealed had slowly added another page.

The professor called himself a half-blood prince when he was young and frivolous, and he used electrical appliances at home, so of course he knew the plug.

Leaving the basement classroom almost like escaping, this Christmas must not be a mess again, and the favor of teaching memory magic must be paid back.

On the way back to the dormitory, Zhang Xiao's thoughts slowly began to diverge.

Being cognitively blocked obviously weakens one's own strength considerably, and of course it is also very simple to unravel the cognitive shielding.

So when you are in danger and you can't handle it in the current state, you have to unblock it?

Zhang Xiao suddenly became interested. Isn't this just a few transformations that are common in anime and games?
If the current me becomes a normal state, the liberation of cognition will greatly improve my strength, so this state is called "cognition-solution"?
What is the next level of the second form of "cognitive understanding"?
Inspire the golden light spell, gain physical fitness far beyond usual, and even resist one or two spells. This state is called "golden light cognition?"

Zhang Xiao pinched his chin and laughed heck, as if it was quite interesting.

What about full strength?

Empty Mirror?Zhang Xiao couldn't help taking a deep breath. The Golden Light Mantra seems to be quite strong in Jiakong Mingjing. This should be my full state, right?Called "Full Liberation?"

But the strong is the strong, the physical and energy consumption. I just don't know how long it can last.

Moreover, Kongmingjing himself can't control it very well, and he can't turn it on and off at will. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiao smashed his right fist into the palm of his left hand, and made a decision!

The goal of the next stage - lay a solid foundation, combine work and rest, and try to control the empty mirror!
"Hermione, do you still have your first year notes?"

After another meeting of the Charms Club, Zhang Xiao suddenly thought of wanting to standardize. It must be right to ask Hermione for notes, and the little witch will definitely keep the notes properly.

Sure enough, Hermione gave an affirmative answer: "Yes, but Zhang, what do you want to take notes for? They are all very basic things."

"It's nothing, just prepare to review."

"Really?" Hermione looked at him suspiciously: "Zhang, there seems to be something wrong with you recently, when I was dueling the club two days ago, I obviously felt that the power of your spell has declined.

Besides, you never cared about the spell-casting gestures before, and you actually corrected Davis for his bad swinging movements. You even corrected Ron several times for his incantation pronunciation not being up to standard. "

Well, Hermione's attention was a little too sharp, too.

Zhang Xiao had no choice but to use Professor Flitwick's suggestion to prevaricate the past. Hearing that it was the professor's opinion, Hermione immediately agreed to send the notes, and very much agreed with Zhang Xiao's behavior of valuing the professor's opinion.

library.

Zhang Xiao sat at the long table, showing the attitude of rushing before the exam in his previous life, carefully flipping through the most elementary theoretical books.

A mind map was drawn on the spread parchment, which decomposed the spell into small squares such as casting actions, incantations, gestures, spell understanding, emotional mobilization and brewing...the level of magic theory.

These squares continue into more detailed aspects.

Maybe he was tired from writing, so he stretched out his right hand, waited for a while, and suddenly froze for a moment, what am I doing?
Waiting for the cup to come by itself?

Zhang Xiao frowned, looking thoughtfully at the water glass not far away, why did I make such a move?
Could it be that I can do whatever I want in a small area before blocking cognition?
Thinking of these days I often do some inexplicable movements, such as sitting straight back when there is no stool behind me, as if the stool will come to catch him by itself.

And Lai didn't want to get up on the bed, and kept waving at the clothes hanging on the hanger.
So what cognition am I blocking?Could it be that my understanding of spells has reached a very high level?
But I'm only in the second grade, the first semester has only passed about two months, how did I have such a high level of magic spells?
I am so good!Zhang Xiao stretched out her hand again and waved to the cup.

Mrs. Pingsi was staring at Zhang Xiao. She had been staring at Zhang Xiao for more than an hour.

The librarian at Hogwarts was a thin, elderly woman who looked like the long duster she used to sweep the bookcases.

But all young wizards have to admit that Mrs. Pince is very suitable for the job of librarian.

Because she loves books like hell and has a keen sense of smell, if you violate discipline in the library, then wait for the punishment from the library queen!
What is this little wizard doing?Mrs. Pince hesitated, because he seemed to be studying seriously, but he always made some strange movements.

For example, if the writing is good, he suddenly stretched out his hand and waited, or lowered his head, but kept waving at the book, and what was even more bizarre was that he kept tapping the parchment and feathers.

As if this will allow them to fly to write their own!
And there are tall books piled up beside him, almost 3 feet high!
Can I see it all?
But apart from this, this strange little wizard didn't do anything else. This kind of behavior stuck on the dividing line between violation and non-violation made Mrs. Pince very uncomfortable.

Compared with this, what makes Mrs. Pince more uncomfortable is that this boy comes almost every day!
Zhang Xiao didn't know Mrs. Pince's entanglement. He put down the parchment, and rubbed the content into his mind as Professor Snape taught him. It can only be said that it is easy to use, but it consumes a lot of brainpower. big.

No wonder few people rubbed all the things they saw. This is simply asking for trouble!

Shaking his head, he chose a copy of "The Application of Magic Wand Gestures" to borrow, but there was something wrong with Mrs. Pince's attitude.

I just read a book and didn't do anything strange?
Zhang Xiao was confused and left with the book under Mrs. Pince's disgusted gaze.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Xiao feels that his progress can only be described as rapid progress, according to his own classification of magic spells—although he can't remember why he did this Charms Hierarchy.

The power of the spell has rapidly approached from normal (level 3) to strong (level 4). When the magic spell club gathers, it is no longer as incomprehensible as it was at the beginning, but can understand some little wizards vaguely. train of thought.

During this period, my father contacted Zhang Xiao in a hurry, and after learning about his handling method, he hung up the call with confidence. It was a critical moment over there, and some people around couldn't bear it anymore. They didn't dare to come in by themselves, but I have seduced many people with money, and put down a lot of things in some key positions.

Zhang Chengdao said that when he frees up his hands, he will definitely let them know why Huaxia can be their father for 2000 years.

Because of nearly a month of peace, the little wizards once again largely forgot about the attack, and Dumbledore seemed to indulge intentionally or unintentionally, and the school returned to the peaceful and peaceful atmosphere before.

Not long after, a breaking news disturbed the tranquility of the school again.

Zhang Xiao was sitting at the dining table, holding Hagrid's letter in his hand. The letter invited him to the hut with an urgent tone, wanting to ask for some advice.

Compared to this, he paid more attention to what Malfoy just said enthusiastically:

"Draco, you mean that Kettleburn taught him—" Zhang Xiao widened his eyes, and said slowly in a very confused tone:
"Sent to St. Mungo's Magical Hospital after drinking wine made from a certain part of the troll?"

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(End of this chapter)