Chapter 162 4 Forms

Chapter 163 4 forms

Seeing Professor Snape put the constant-temperature medical medicine cabinet back in the corner, Zhang Xiao even felt that his "Book of Embarrassment", which was covered with seals, slowly added another page.

The professor called himself the Half-Blood Prince when he was young and frivolous. He also used electrical appliances at home, so of course he knew the plugs.

He left the underground classroom almost as if he was running away. There must be no more tricks this Christmas, and the favor of teaching memory magic must be returned.

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

Being cognitively blocked obviously greatly weakens one's own strength. Of course, it is also very simple to unlock the cognitive blockage.

So when you encounter danger and the current situation cannot be dealt with, you have to lift the blockade?

Zhang Xiao suddenly became interested. Isn't this just a few transformations that are common in anime and games?

If I become the normal state now, liberating cognition will greatly improve my strength, so why call this state ‘cognition-understanding’?

What is the next level up from the second form of "cognitive solution"?

Inspire the Golden Light Spell, gain physical fitness far beyond normal, and even resist one or two spells. This state is called "Golden Light Cognition Solution?"

Zhang Xiao pinched his chin and laughed, it seemed quite interesting.

What about full strength?

Empty mirror? Zhang Xiao couldn't help but take a breath. The golden light spell seems to be quite strong when it is added to Kongmingjing. This should be my full strength state, right? Called "Total Liberation?"

But the strong will return strong. This consumes physical and energy. I don't know how long I can last.

Moreover, Kong Mingjing himself couldn't control it very well, and he couldn't turn it on and off at will. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiao punched his right fist into the palm of his left hand and decided!

The goal of the next stage is to lay a solid foundation, combine work and rest, and try to control the Sky Mirror!

"Hermione, do you still have your first year notes?"

After another Charms Club gathering, Zhang Xiao suddenly thought that if he wanted to regulate things, it would be right to ask Hermione for notes, and the little witch would definitely keep the notes well.

Sure enough, Hermione answered in the affirmative: "Yes, but Zhang, what do you need notes for? They are all very basic things."

"Nothing, just preparing to review."

"Really?" Hermione looked at him suspiciously: "Zhang, you seem to be acting strangely recently. During the Duel Club two days ago, I clearly felt that the power of your spell had decreased.

Moreover, you had never cared about spell-casting gestures before, and you actually corrected Davis's poor swiping movements. Ron was even corrected several times by you for his poor pronunciation of spells. "

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

Zhang Xiao had no choice but to use Professor Flitwick's suggestion to deal with it. When Hermione heard that it was the professor's opinion, Hermione immediately agreed to send the notes and strongly agreed with Zhang Xiao's behavior of attaching importance to the professor's opinion.

library.

Zhang Xiao sat at the long table, taking on the attitude of rushing before the exam in his previous life, and carefully flipped through the most basic theory books.

There is a mind map drawn on the unfolded parchment, which breaks down the spell into small squares such as spell-casting actions, spells, gestures, understanding of the spell, emotional mobilization and brewing...magic theoretical levels.

These blocks 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, what am I doing?

Waiting for the cup to come by itself?

Zhang Xiao frowned and looked thoughtfully at the water glass not far away. Why would I do this?

Can I do whatever I want in a small area before blocking my cognition?

He thought about how he often made some inexplicable and strange movements in the past few days, such as sitting straight back even though there was no stool behind him, as if the stool would come to catch him on its own.

I also stayed in bed not wanting to get up, and kept waving at the clothes hanging on the hangers.

So what cognition have I blocked? Could it be that my understanding of magic has reached an extremely high level?

But I'm only in the second year, and the first semester has only been about two months. How did I have such a high level of magic?

I am so powerful! Zhang Xiao stretched out his hand and waved to the cup again.

Mrs. Pingsi was watching eagerly from the side. She had been staring at Zhang Xiao for more than an hour.

The librarian at Hogwarts is a thin, elderly woman who looks just like the long duster she often uses to clean her bookcases.

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

Because she loves books 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 was a little hesitant because he seemed to be studying seriously, but he always made some strange movements.

For example, if he writes well, he suddenly stretches out his hand and waits, or lowers his head but keeps waving at the book. What's even more bizarre is that he keeps tapping the parchment and feathers.

As if this would allow them to fly and write on their own!

And there was a tall pile of books beside him, almost 3 feet high!

Can you finish watching it?

But apart from this, this strange little wizard did not do anything else. This kind of behavior that was stuck on the dividing line between illegal and non-violative made Mrs. Pince very uncomfortable.

What makes Mrs. Pince even more uncomfortable than this is that this boy comes almost every day!

Zhang Xiao didn't know what Mrs. Pince was thinking. He put down the parchment and copied the contents into his mind as Professor Snape taught him. It was useful, but it consumed a lot of brain power.

No wonder few people copied everything they saw. This was just asking for trouble!

He shook his head and picked up a book called "The Application of Wand Gestures" to borrow. It was just that Mrs. Pince's attitude was a little strange.

I just read a book, and I didn't do anything strange.

Zhang Xiao left with the book in a confused state under Mrs. Pince's disdainful eyes.

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, another half a month had passed. Zhang Xiao felt that his progress could only be described as a thousand miles a day. According to his own spell classification method - although he couldn't remember why he had to make this spell classification method.

The power of the spell has quickly approached the strong (level 4) from the ordinary (level 3). When the spell club gathers, he no longer understands everything like at the beginning, but can understand the ideas of some young wizards.

During this period, my father hurriedly contacted Zhang Xiao, and after learning about his solution, he hung up the phone with peace of mind. It had reached a critical moment over there, and some people around could not help it. They did not dare to come in by themselves, but used money to seduce many people and put many things in some key positions.

Zhang Chengdao said that when he had time, he would definitely let them know why Huaxia could be their father for one or two thousand years.

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

Not long after, a hot news once again disturbed the peace of the school.

Zhang Xiao sat at the dining table, holding Hagrid's letter in his hand, which invited him to the cabin in an urgent tone to ask him something.

Compared to this, he was more concerned about what Malfoy had just said with great interest:

"Draco, you mean Professor Kettleburn--" Zhang Xiao widened his eyes and said slowly in a very confused tone:

"He drank wine soaked in a certain part of the troll and was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic?"

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