Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 93 Thousand Machines!

Zhang Xiao thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

Like Hermione, he has also read the history of magic. Although he swallowed it whole, he still understands the historical process.

Medieval wizards still retain the tradition of melee combat. Thinking about it this way, Gandalf ordered a fluorescent spell, and the rest of Quan Jialimin didn't seem to be incomprehensible.

The reason why it evolved like this is the magic wand?

The emergence of excellent wands has brought about great changes, and the establishment of Hogwarts has opened up a new era.

The simplification and standardization of spells allowed the wizard with the wand to use magic almost at will.

This is like modern people who have guns, who still practice martial arts.

After briefly explaining the moves, Zhang Chengdao pointed to the weapon rack next to him and said:

"Here, you choose one of these weapons that you like."

Zhang Xiao looked at the dazzling array of weapons on the weapon rack, such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, and many unpopular weapons. His gaze passed over the eight-edged plum blossom bright silver hammer.

How good is the sledgehammer, but I can't hold it. I don't know if it can be opened by adding a floating spell.

After looking around, Zhang Xiao asked:
"Dad, can I only choose one?"

Zhang Chengdao stretched out his index finger and scratched his cheek:

"It's not that you can only choose one, but you can only use one when you fight, and you can't be distracted during the battle. How can you have time to change weapons?"

Suddenly he stopped talking, looked at Zhang Xiao who was showing excitement, and asked curiously:
"Do you have a solution?"

Zhang Xiao nodded, said: "I'll try it first" and hurried back to the study.

When he came back, he already had a bamboo pen holder in his hand.

At this time, Li Qingshu squeezed over curiously and watched the child's experiment with her husband.

Putting the pen holder on the wand, Zhang Xiao tried his best to calm his emotions. He was already very proficient in the simple deformation of dead objects. He just visualized a little, and whispered:

"Vera Verto!"

The pen holder burst into dazzling light, and almost instantly, it turned into a simple wooden sword, with the magic wand wrapped inside the sword.

Zhang Xiao picked up the wooden sword and flicked it a few times, then raised his eyebrows at his father:

"Dad, is this okay?"

Zhang Chengdao stared dumbfounded at the wooden sword in Zhang Xiao's hand. How did this kid think of it?Thinking so clear?

"Don't worry, there's more!"

Zhang Xiao grasped the hilt of the sword, closed his eyes and concentrated on it, knowing that foreign objects would not affect the use of the wand, such as the canes of Mad-Eye Moody and Lucius, and Hagrid's umbrella.

Even the handle of the wand is a foreign object package.

In another burst of light, the blade of the sword stretched rapidly and turned into a long spear, which originated from the inherent talent in the Chinese people's genes. Zhang Xiao couldn't help shaking the spear, and suddenly he stabbed forward with a playful heart.

"Passed out!"

Under Zhang Chengdao's horrified eyes, he saw a dazzling crimson light beam suddenly shot out from the tip of the gun, which traveled across half of the martial arts field before hitting the wall and dissipating.

Anyone can figure out how much advantage this kind of inappropriate operation will have in battle.

With a single shot, it was still a long way away, and the opponents might have laughed at this marksmanship.

Suddenly a magic spell shot from the tip of the gun, this feeling.
The agreed competition moves, you come to an American style?
Zhang Xiao played for a while, then took advantage of the situation to draw the gun back. Halfway through the draw, the spear shook and turned into a simple paper umbrella. The tip of the umbrella drew a graceful arc and bloomed in the air.

The handle of the umbrella leaned gently on the shoulder, and the whole set of movements was smooth and flowing.

Thousand Chance Umbrella!
Feature a handsome word!When I watched the full-time master back then, I was so greedy!
Li Qingshu looked at the smiling child holding a paper umbrella.

The half-length black hair is casually scattered, and the white practice robe, although immature, but the heroic spirit between the brows adds a different charm to the delicate face
Li Qingshu stretched out her hand and shook it slightly, a yellow talisman was already caught between her pale fingers, and Qian's feet in soft-soled cloth shoes stomped on the ground.

There was no unnecessary movement, the arm holding the talisman was loosened to the sky, a light flashed on the yellow talisman, and then soared into the sky:

"Blow the wind!"

"Call the rain!"

Suddenly there was a strong breeze above the square, and the water in the pond seemed to be attracted by something, turning into a stream of water and rushing to the sky, turning into a drizzle and pouring down.

The scope of this light rain is not large, covering the entire small square.

Zhang Chengdao looked at his wife speechlessly. The western ocean is no better than domestic ones, and all the effort can only be exchanged for a light rain with a radius of only a few hundred square meters. Why bother.

Li Qingshu smiled like a flower, watching the raindrops hit the umbrella surface, splashing crystal water, and nudging her husband with her elbow.

Pointing to Zhang Xiao who stood in the drizzle and looked at the sky curiously.

Asked in a tone full of love and pride:
"Look, our child looks like a banished fairy in the rain?"

Zhang Chengdao:
Is this how women think?
Wasting effort just to see his son holding an umbrella in the drizzle like a banished immortal?

He didn't understand, but he was shocked!
In essence, this rain was just a drizzle that was turned into a pool of water from the garden. It came and went quickly. After Zhang Xiao put away the umbrella, he changed things back, threw the pen holder up and down, and asked expectantly:

"Dad, is my idea feasible?"

Zhang Chengdao nodded with a wry smile. He never thought that magic could still be used like this. After thinking about it, he asked again:
"How is the toughness of your deformed weapon? It won't break without hitting it twice, right? And the deformation time is a bit long."

Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment. He frowned and thought about it carefully. The long preparation time for transformation was indeed a problem.

But this is only possible with the improvement of one's own level, and it is also possible to achieve silent and rapid deformation in the end.

At least Professor McGonagall doesn't have to be like himself when he transforms.

But the question of tenacity
Professor McGonagall said in class that the essential properties of the deformed object are still the original object, it can turn wood into metal, it looks like metal, and there is a metal sound when knocked.

Known, if the essential properties and quantity of the object are not changed.

Only by changing the shape, the difficulty of deformation will be greatly reduced, and the sturdiness property will remain unchanged.

So I needed something that was extremely strong and light in weight.

It is best to press it as thin as gold, roll it into a sleeve, and put it on the wand. If it is too heavy, it will affect the use of the wand.

When in use, the sleeve slides up for easy deformation.

When deforming, it should also be hollow, otherwise if it is solid, the number will increase, which will still damage the toughness.
Hiss, it's so difficult!I can only hope that there is no such thing in the almighty Daoist sect.

If it doesn't work, go and ask Dumbledore, Nicole May, a 'pretty good' alchemist, can even make unconventional things like the Philosopher's Stone.

Presumably, such a 'little' request of myself is not a problem, right?

Anyway, there are not many other things in Taoism, just a lot of money, don't talk about feelings, it will hurt money.

After telling my parents about the results of my thinking.

This was the first time that Zhang Xiao saw the embarrassment on the face of the 'omnipotent' father, and he rubbed his chin thinking about what kind of thing met his son's requirements.

Either it was too heavy, or it wasn't strong enough. For a while, the names of the treasures of the Daoist sect flashed in his mind, but he couldn't find anything that met the requirements.

Zhang Xiao's heart sank, really not?It seems that I can only ask the principal again if there is such a thing in the West.

At this moment, Li Qingshu clapped her hands and said with a smile:

"Xiaoxiao, there seems to be something that meets your requirements!"

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1. Monthly ticket 2. Recommendation ticket

(End of this chapter)