Chapter 557
Joey asked with an unkind expression, "Are they not afraid to offend the gods because they are spreading this in private again?"
"That's true." Tom's eyes lit up and asked in amazement. There really are gods and people on the mountain, which is amazing news.
Joey looked at Tom with warning eyes and said in a threatening tone, "I told them a long time ago, don't talk about these things in private, or they will be unlucky sooner or later."
"The same with you, don’t blame me for not reminding you, don’t do anything that offends the gods, don’t talk about those things indiscriminately, why only I can stay today and others can’t. I won’t say more about this. ."
"What do you mean?" Tom's face was stunned. Could it be that some of those who disappeared had offended the gods?
Joey glared at Tom fiercely, "Don't talk nonsense, the gods have saved me, and the gods' great mercy will not care about them. Those people deserve it. In this kind of place, as long as there is no **** blessing, it is strange to die. "
After finishing talking, Joey was not paying attention to Tom. He looked at the time and said coldly, "I should go to work. I have said everything I should say, and I have said what I shouldn’t. Listen to you. Let's do it."
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Gang Rinpoche, the top of the snow-capped mountain, a mysterious mountain that no one has ever reached.
At this moment, there was a figure approaching step by step in the wind and snow. The man was dressed in thin clothes in black.
A tall and sturdy figure, a dark figure in thin clothes, walking on the ground in the icy wind and snow on the steep cliff.
Strong wind mixed with heavy snow, this is the fiercest wind disaster in nature. In this environment, it is difficult for any creature to move. Even the most experienced and well-equipped expedition team will choose to station at this time, waiting for nature to calm its anger, and waiting for the wind and snow to calm down.
But at this time, the figure walking in the wind and snow in Lingxun was as if there was no illusion in this world. All natural disasters and all wind and snow could not harm him at all.
All the wind and snow, when approaching his body, are like tamed beasts. Losing his power, like a drop of water from a branch, it quietly fell to the ground, unable to touch his clothes.
This person actually seemed to be able to tame nature's natural disasters, walking through the wind and snow, and walking between cliffs.
On a steep cliff, the figure stepped straight on the mountain wall with his feet, like the whole world turned upside down. The man was on the cliff-like cliff, his feet were like rooted trees, step by step. Taking firm steps. He walked straight up the cliff just like stepping on the ground.
A crisp bird's song can't be concealed in this squally wind and blizzard. The bird's song is crisp and long, and it is slow and urgent, like a pearl falling on the jade plate, like spring water in the heart of people.
As if walking on the ground, the person walked unhurriedly. Every few minutes, he walked up to the sacred mountain that the world had never climbed.
Here clouds and mists are lingering, golden light is shining, and the scorching sun in the middle of the sky is pouring its own brilliance, as if to penetrate all darkness.
But all the golden light and fanaticism were inhaled into the canopy-like clouds and mist, only the golden light was revealed, like a dreamlike fantasy in a fairyland.
At this time, it has reached the top of the mountains, and the top and bottom of Gang Rinpoche are another scene.
Beneath the mountains, the wind and snow played wildly, and the earth roared. The top of the sacred mountain is already in the clouds, and people walking around are like stepping on the clouds and mist, as if they are in a fairyland.
"It's still as beautiful as ever."
It was George who was speaking. He threw Harry and the others to Anna, but he had some important things to do. Unexpectedly, he left the UK and came to the top of Mount Kailash in Asia. This is the junction of the three countries of China, India and Nepal, surrounded by mountains and few people are there.
"There is a rumor in the world that the phoenix has no treasures, and the wonderful scenery here alone can be regarded as a treasure. If you train some special magic here, it is easy to refine. The phoenix is a flame spirit, and grows here, but it is mutually reinforcing and restraining. It’s an eye-opener."
He was talking to himself, while quietly thinking about his next business.
As he had said before, although the wizard's body has great potential, it is more compatible with the wizard's magic. But wizards are not born combat creatures after all, and they have not adjusted all their talents to combat.
There was only one year left in his battle with Voldemort. In this short period of time, whether it was learning new magic or continuing to develop the potential of his body, it was too late at this time.
Just like in the past, he never underestimated Voldemort, and so was this decisive battle. He would not think that Voldemort would stand still and wait to be surpassed by him just because he barely gained the upper hand in the maze If he really used stupid vision and past strength to measure Voldemort, He was like Dumbledore, eliminated by the whole world.
The most terrifying thing about a wizard is never a spell, but a wizard with unlimited potential. Simple wizards who can only use magic spells are the most common low-level wizards, and they will never make any progress or success in their lifetime.
At best, they can learn some spells left by their predecessors that are not suitable for them. And practice those spells until they can barely use them. This is the ultimate that ordinary wizards can achieve.
Looking at George, these people are the majority of Hogwarts students, including some top students, and they have been confined to the frame of the book for their entire lives. These wizards can be summed up with a simple "normal level".
And some wiser wizards can make some small improvements on the basis of existing spells.
They were able to take some of the spells left by their predecessors that were not suitable for them, and improved them to be suitable for their own use. This allowed them to use the same spell's power and ability, but far surpassed wizards of the same age. These wizards are the elite of wizards.
These people are a few top students at Hogwarts and most of the teachers. When those top students reach adulthood, they will gradually reach the level of school teachers. The best of them can start looking up to the next stage after accumulating and developing.
George defines them as "Elite Wizards." They are the elite of wizards. Whether it is Professor McGonagall, Snape, or Harry and Hermione, they are all at this stage.
As for some wise wizards, they are no longer limited to simple modified spells. They are able to integrate on the basis of the spells, innovate through the old, and carry forward the existing spells. They have been unable to advance in the existing magic.
(To be continued.)