Chapter 443： Book of Magic

The pages of the book are shining brightly, illuminating the surroundings just right, and can be read even in the darkest places.

Felix sketched out a "bright" magic text on it, the book of magic text "Walala" turned to a position, and then more symbols appeared, like a fish smelling bait, and the original magic text continued Connections can be as short as three or five, and as long as ten or twenty.

These are uncompleted magic text circuits, or magic text sequences.

He randomly grabbed the stringed symbols from the book, it was just a silver shadow, but when Felix injected his magic power, it became completely different, no different from what he had sketched out of thin air.

Felix moved his heart and put his attention back on the magic text book. Following his thoughts, a complete magic text sequence jumped out from the magic text book. When his magic power entangled on it, it immediately became A soft milky white ball of light.

Illumination.

Felix seemed to have discovered a new toy, and kept trying, and the magic text book also seemed to be a set program, which could aggregate and arrange the magic text sequence according to his wishes.

At this time, a thought came to his mind and it itched his heart.

He glanced out the window, it was already dark by now, but it was totally worth a try. He came out of the office and walked out of the castle. The light from the silver cloak flashed by, sliding across the field quietly, and soon he appeared on a clearing in the Forbidden Forest.

The forbidden forest at night was dark, except for the sound of the breeze, there was silence. And it was in this silence that from time to time there would be one or two weird sounds, which were obviously made by living creatures.

Felix waved his hand slightly, and the magic book appeared, floating in front of him.

Pointing his finger on it, there was a whisper in his mouth: "Black lightning...you can start with your hands first, um, let's have two first." As soon as the voice fell, two illusory shadows flew out from the book of magic texts. In front of him.

Felix stared at them for a moment, and continued: "Golden flames are also good." Another illusory shadow flew out, which, like black lightning, changed between magic text and concrete magical imagery.

"A little light is better."

"Add some protection."

"What about visual disturbances?"

Felix wore a silver cloak, as if ordering a dish in a restaurant, he chose a dozen satisfactory names in one go. When he closed the book, there were already more than a dozen vague shadows in front of him. In the cold night, he was surrounded by dozens of ghost fires of different colors.

"This state is really amazing... it's obviously an illusory magic text, but it can become real in an instant and bring down the thunder." Felix murmured, he couldn't help reaching out and pouring magic power into the two dark shadows. .

The vague shadow quickly changed from virtual to solid, condensing into two black lightning, "cracking" the surrounding air, when Felix tried to control it, the black lightning immediately became docile, like flowing water.

"So, the upper limit depends on how many magics I can control?" Felix pondered, waving his hand to disperse the magic. He almost has some concepts, and various tactics can be improved accordingly, but

"What's going on?" Felix frowned and stared at his hand. His index finger merged with an ancient magic text, and it was shining a little...

He repeatedly confirmed twice that the magic text did not get into his fingernails, but in his skin, as if the skin on his fingers had undergone different changes and could absorb the magic text.

He stood in the cold wind, thinking carefully, as if blending with the surrounding environment.

After a long while, he let out a long breath, and his eyebrows wrinkled deeper. He repeatedly confirmed that only a small piece of skin on the index finger of his right hand was like this, which was completely invisible on the outside, but Felix knew the difference.

He can only think of a similar example Dumbledore once showed him how to play spells with his bare hands. That is almost the same as the "magic creature" that Ms. Ravenclaw told him.

"Am I close to this state?" Felix thought in amazement. "Close to the four founders of Hogwarts and Dumbledore?" He couldn't accurately tell who is strong and who is weak. After all, the time between them. It's too long, but one thing is certain, these people's understanding of magic must be above him.

Was it the change brought about by the Book of Mowen? Felix couldn't help but guess that he chose the magic text as his path and step to understand magic, and then in the office of Hogwarts Castle, when he first saw the manuscript of Salazar Slytherin, Lost but strengthened his confidence; later, by chance, perfected the book of magic texts.

Does this show that he has gone far enough on this road?

"A sign of transformation?"

Felix believes that this is a manifestation of his own increased affinity for magic texts, and various resistances may also increase accordingly, but he does not know how far this change will eventually reach, and how long the whole process will last.

"Magic creature? Or magic creature?"

Felix pondered the difference between these two words, smiled slightly, and the many phantoms behind him disappeared, but he was looking forward to that day.

The next day was the weekend, and the little wizards hadn't recovered from yesterday's game. The three sentences that everyone discussed were inseparable from those wonderful performances. Harry and the others planned to spend the weekend to make up their homework, or to imagine what the test of the third project would be (Hermione’s idea), but there were too many people in the common room and they were enthusiastic enough. Pass by the corner of the wall where they are sitting, pat their shoulders, and say "Good job!"

Or suddenly sit next to them and ask them for more details with a look of amazement.

"Can you hear the sound in the Black Lake?"

"Can hear a little," Harry murmured.

"Don't your hands hurt when you hit the salmon with your fist?"

"There is magic protection," Hermione said dryly.

The whole morning passed, Harry finally couldn't help winking at Ron and Hermione. They sneaked out of the lounge with their waists down and ran to an abandoned classroom. This is where they often go to practice magic and self-study in duels. The site of the group.

"Actually, I don't mind talking about it, but what they did to me is much clearer than myself." Ron said entangledly. He feels that one of the disadvantages of the projection screen is that it makes him lose the ability to exert himself.

Think about it, he just described how scary the big squid was with the onlookers, "It's bigger than me!" Someone immediately next to him said that using a wand as a spear is too weird;

Or he wanted to sell it off, "Guess what I saw?" The serious answer was "Mermaid camp." Others said it was "red hair" or "bubble head curse". In the end, these listeners gave him this The protagonist was left aside and argued over which answer is more reliable...

Ron yawned and tears were about to flow. "Ah maybe I should go back to catch up. I slept too late last night."

"I want to see Hagrid." Harry said.

"I'll see you in the library then, there must be few people there today." Hermione said in a final word.

Hermione ran to the library alone. Two of her roommates kept asking her about the magic that can "stun a salmon with one punch". She rolled her eyes and took out a magic text card and handed it to them.

Parvati and Lavender stared at the card in astonishment, on which was drawn a bison running rampant.

"Will Hermione's temper have anything to do with this..." Lavender whispered.

Parvati pulled her sleeve and gave her a look. The two looked over. Hermione was poking out a furry head from the bed, looking at them angrily.

Lavender immediately said with a smile, "How about...I will lend you that book for two more days?"