Chapter 335

"Look, hey!" Logan uses psychic powers to float a spoon in the air and rotate it slowly. "I made it!"

"Congratulations." Zhao Mai sat aside and used the natural force to heal himself. If he doesn't use psychic powers and simply compares his physical fitness, he will be beaten to death by Logan every time. Logan has been in the army since he was a young man. He has been fighting and fighting again and again. He often plays on other sides as long as he can get money and excitement. He mastered a variety of fighting methods of multinational armies, and mixed the experience of street fighting and underground black boxing, and created a set of fast and effective fighting methods in a short distance. Zhao Mai knew that the technology would spread and be used by many super powers, including the famous black widow and captain of the United States. In fact, the black widow was trained by Wolverine himself.

"Don't be stiff faced. I know my psychic powers are not as strong as you." Logan seems to have found a new toy and is playing with excitement. However, when he was excited, he would lose control of the power, and the spoon fell down with a bang.

"Psychic powers have many uses. I only gave you one of them, which requires concentration and calmness. They have many magical functions, mainly focusing on creating and controlling external objects." Zhao Mai knew that he was about to break up with Logan, so he told him frankly: "there is another usage, that is to concentrate the powers on himself, which can greatly enhance the physical fitness and combat ability, just like me. I didn't teach you the second way, because I was worried that it would make you go into frenzy more frequently and lose your mind. If one day you think you can completely control your temper, I'll teach you a second way

"That's not what you promised. I've asked you to study and collect blood, and I've taught you all the fighting skills. You have some reservation in this way... " Logan thought about it and snorted, "although I know it's for my good, you're a little too lenient."

"All you have to do is say, 'I don't think I'm a problem. Teach me now,' and I'll teach you everything." With a shrug of his shoulders, Zhao Mai screwed on the bottle cap and put it aside. "In the future, you can't blame me for being so violent that your brain heals itself and loses all your memories."

"Will that happen?" Logan thought, "I'll trust you again. I'll come back to you when I have mastered the skill of storing all my memories in the power crystal

"How can you find me? I don't have a permanent residence. "

"Don't look down on my nose. When I want to find someone, there is no time when I can't find them. " Logan said to Zhao Mai, "long Hou, you and Tolkien are my friends. You should live well in the future."

"Just remember not to trust the Japanese." Zhao Mai said.

Logan walked quietly, and Tolkien couldn't see him when he fell asleep. Zhao Mai knew when logan left and he didn't like to say goodbye, so he didn't see him off. When he left, he was carrying a bag of pounds and war bonds, which were enough for him to live for a long time. Even if he made a reasonable investment, it would be enough for him to live forever. But Logan is not a squirrel storing food, but a wolf. He will only eat all the meat, and then go to the next prey.

People always come and go. Tolkien asked for leave from Oxford University again for the reason that he "went to the army to investigate and carry out tasks.". The school doesn't want teachers to go to war all day, so it's tough. "If you go, there will be no seats!" But this can not shake his yearning for magic.

Seeing his resolute attitude, the school did not expel him in the end, but gave him a last chance. In this way, after saying goodbye to Edith, he also stepped on his backpack and arrived in London in Zhao Mai's car.

Fortunately, this is the first World War. There are no large-scale air strikes, unlike the Second World War. Because of a large number of factories and the use of coal, London is often shrouded in haze, and Zhao Mai and their arrival day is encountering such a fog. In a trance, Zhao Mai seems to have returned to his hometown after a century. However, if we can distinguish between the haze here and our hometown in memory, some of them are not authentic enough.

Long lines of people can be seen all over the street. Due to the rationing system, it is a daily task for residents to exchange tickets in line. Of course, there is a black market, which is semi open. There is even a black market opened by the police. Zhao Mai and Tolkien are also looking for the black market, but it is another kind of black market: the wizard's black market.

According to the letter, they are going to a place called "Diagon Alley" to buy things for witches. In fact, this is also a test, because the entrance of Diagon Alley "broken cauldron bar" has magic, which only people with wizard blood can see.

Wizard blood is a very strange thing, it has derived from the pure blood, mixed blood, squib and Muggle and other titles. According to statistics, the ability of pure blood is better on average, and it's easier to have particularly powerful wizards. Mixed blood may cause the offspring to lose their magic power. Of course, pure blood families may also give birth to children without magic talent, which is called "dumb guns". Muggles are people who don't know the magic world and can't do it, at least in the beginning.

"Westminster, Charlene cross road." Tolkien widened his eyes and finally saw the sign. "It should be here. Let's get off and look for it."Zhao Mai looks at the map of the mobile phone, compares the things displayed on it with the surrounding environment, and tests the navigation ability of the mobile phone. After a short walk, Tolkien nudged him and said excitedly, "look! Broken cauldron bar

What? Zhao Mai takes his eyes away from the screen of his mobile phone. He follows Tolkien's finger. He only sees a flower shop and a newsstand that no one patronizes, just as it shows on his mobile phone. But when he was watching, he saw that from the flower shop and newsstand, a dark and gray old house slowly "squeezed" out, like a bubble gum slowly blowing from his lips.

What does that mean? Is he magical or not? Before Zhao Mai thought about it, he was dragged forward by Tolkien.

The broken cauldron bar seems to be very old. The wooden building looks like the style of the middle ages. The narrow and small entrance can only let people squeeze past sideways. There is a black wooden signboard on it. A witch is stirring a big pot, the pot broke a hole, potion flow all over the ground, it seems that this is the origin of "broken kettle".

Tolkien raised his hand to grab the door ring. Unexpectedly, the door ring was alive, and he let out a "ouch" to escape. The wooden door opens slowly with the sounds of "ouch ouch" and "creak". It was a very dark place inside. Zhao Mai saw seven old women sitting on a long table in the corner, smoking tubes, and bubbling green drinks in front of them. A young man with a tall pointed hat was talking to the tavern owner, a woman with a big red nose. As the door opened, the two of them cast their eyes.

"Sesame is open." Tolkien said a word, then went in first.