Chapter 92 Thousand Machines!

Chapter 93 Qian Ji!

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

Like Hermione, he had also read the History of Magic. Although he had read it in a hurry, he still had a general understanding of the historical process.

Medieval wizards still retained the tradition of close combat. Thinking about it this way, it seems understandable that Gandalf chose Luminescence and the rest were all strength and agility.

So what was the reason for this evolution? Wands?

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

The simplification and standardization of spells allowed wizards with wands to use magic almost at will.

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

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

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

Zhang Xiao looked at the dazzling array of weapons on the weapon rack, including swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks, as well as many unpopular weapons. His eyes swept over the eight-sided plum blossom bright silver hammer.

The sledgehammer is great, but I can't really lift it. I wonder if I can use a floating spell.

After looking around, Zhang Xiao asked:

"Dad, can you 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 fighting, and you can't be distracted when fighting, so how can you change weapons?"

Suddenly he stopped talking, looked at Zhang Xiao with excitement, and asked curiously:

"Do you have a way?"

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.

Li Qingshu also squeezed over curiously and watched the child's experiment with her husband.

Putting the pen holder on the magic wand, Zhang Xiao tried to calm down. He was already very skilled in the simple transformation of dead objects. He just visualized it a little and whispered:

"Vera Verto!"

The pen holder burst into a dazzling light. Almost in an instant, it turned into a simple wooden sword with the magic wand wrapped inside the sword.

Zhang Xiao picked up the wooden sword and played with it for a few times, then raised his eyebrows to his father:

"Dad, is this okay?"

Zhang Chengdao stared at the wooden sword in Zhang Xiao's hand in amazement. How did this kid come up with it? Such a strange idea?

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

Zhang Xiao held the hilt of the sword, closed his eyes and concentrated, and learned that the wrapping of external objects does not affect the use of the magic wand, such as the canes of Mad-Eye Moody and Lucius, and Hagrid's umbrella.

Even the handle of the magic wand is wrapped by external objects.

In another burst of light, the sword stretched rapidly and turned into a spear. Originating from the natural talent in the Chinese genes, Zhang Xiao couldn't help shaking the spear flower, and suddenly thrust forward in a playful mood.

"Fall to the ground!"

In Zhang Chengdao's horrified eyes, the tip of the spear suddenly shot out a dazzling red beam, which crossed most of the martial arts training ground before hitting the wall and dissipating.

Anyone can figure out how much advantage this inhuman operation will have in a battle.

A spear stabbed over, and the opponent might have laughed at the poor spearmanship at a distance.

Suddenly, a magic spell shot over from the tip of the spear. This feeling.

We agreed to compete in moves, and you can do an American Iai?

Zhang Xiao played for a while, and then pulled the spear back. When he was halfway through, the spear had shaken and turned into an ancient paper umbrella, and the tip of the umbrella drew a graceful arc and bloomed in the air.

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

Thousand Chance Umbrella!

The main feature is the word "cool"! When I watched The King's Avatar, I was so greedy for the Thousand Chance Umbrella!

Li Qingshu looked at the smiling child holding a paper umbrella.

The half-long black hair was scattered casually, and the white training robe, although immature, the heroic spirit between the eyebrows made the delicate face more charming

Li Qingshu stretched out her hand and shook it slightly, and a yellow talisman was already clamped between the scallion-white fingers, and the feet wearing soft-soled cloth shoes stomped on the ground.

There was no extra movement, and the arm holding the talisman loosened to the sky, and the yellow talisman flashed, and then soared into the sky:

"Call the wind!"

"Call the rain!"

Suddenly, a breeze blew above the square, and the water in the pond seemed to be attracted by something, turning into a stream of water rushing straight to the sky, and turned into a misty drizzle pouring down.

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

Zhang Chengdao looked at his wife speechlessly. The West is not like China. The effort can only bring a light rain of only a few hundred square meters. Why bother?

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

Pointing at Zhang Xiao who was standing in the drizzle and looking at the sky curiously.

He asked in a tone full of love and pride:

"Look, our child looks like a banished immortal in the rain?"

Zhang Chengdao:

Is this the way women think?

Wasting time just to see his son holding an umbrella in the drizzle like a fallen immortal?

He didn't understand, but was shocked!

This rain was essentially just a drizzle drawn from the pond water in the garden. It came and went quickly. After Zhang Xiao put away the umbrella, he changed the things back, tossed the pen holder up and down, and asked expectantly:

"Dad, is my idea feasible?"

Zhang Chengdao nodded with a wry smile. He had never thought that magic could be used in this way. After thinking about it, he asked again:

"How tough is the weapon you transformed? It won't break after two hits, right? And the transformation time is a bit long."

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

But this can only be achieved with the improvement of one's own level. Finally, it is possible to achieve silent and fast transformation.

At least Professor McGonagall will definitely not be like himself when he transforms.

But the problem of toughness

Professor McGonagall said in class that the essential properties of the transformed object are still the original object. Wood can be turned into metal, which looks like metal and makes a metallic sound when knocked.

It is known that if the essential properties and quantity of the object are not changed.

If only the shape is changed, the difficulty of deformation will be greatly reduced, and the toughness property will not change.

So I need something extremely strong and light.

It is best to be pressed very thin like gold, rolled into a sleeve, and put on the wand. If it is too heavy, it will affect the use of the wand.

When it is used, the sleeve slides up to facilitate deformation.

When deforming, it should be mainly hollow, otherwise if it is solid, the number will be increased, which will still damage the toughness.

Hiss, it's so difficult! I can only hope that the omnipotent Taoism has such a thing.

If it doesn't work, go and ask Dumbledore. Nicolas Flamel, the "quite good" alchemist, can even make extraordinary things like the Philosopher's Stone.

I guess my "small" request is not a problem, right?

Anyway, the Taoist sect doesn’t have much else but a lot of money. Don’t talk about feelings, it will cost money.

After telling his parents about the results of his thinking.

This is the first time that Zhang Xiao saw the embarrassment on the face of his ‘all-powerful’ father. He touched his chin and thought about what kind of thing would meet his son’s requirements.

Either the weight is too heavy or it is not tough enough. For a while, the names of the treasures of the Taoist sect quickly flashed in his mind, but he couldn’t find anything that met the requirements.

Zhang Xiao’s heart sank. Sure enough, there is nothing? It seems that he can only ask the principal if there is such a thing in the West.

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

“Xiaoxiao, it seems that there is something that meets your requirements!”

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