v4 Chapter 26： give the forbidden spell a name

This movement has the effect of four or two strokes. The huge whirlwind of flame was changed direction by Tom, and floated in the direction of the swamp. At the same time, the color of the flame gradually changed from blue to yellow.

Tom got his hands off just in time. [Flame Shield] The flames summoned are Fiery Fire. The essence of this spell is actually the Fierce Fire Spell, but it was slightly improved by Grindelwald to make the Fierce Fire more controllable.

But no matter how controllable it is, it is also the most dangerous flame in the wizarding world, from the flames of hell: Fiery Fire. If you let it burn, it will become more and more powerful, and it will become more and more difficult to use the cracking spell to suppress it. When Lihuo can mimic the form of some monsters, I am afraid that no wizard can extinguish it single-handedly.

If Tom doesn't stop, the fire beast will be born from the flames he unleashes, and it's hard to say who will be punished more severely by that time, between him and the marching Death Eaters.

It can only be said that the scale is just right.

Tom sat on the top of the tent, gasping for breath. The scope of the two magic spells just now was too broad, resulting in the consumption of a lot of magic power, almost draining him.

He needs to catch his breath now and take a break.

Tom is very calm, but Dawlish can't calm down, because at this time the two are in a sea of ​​fire!

Tom released the magic power supply to the super flame shield, making it change from fierce fire to ordinary fire, but the generated fire would not disappear in vain. The sea of ​​fire created by Tom and the remnants of the Death Eaters is still burning now. Unfortunately, Tom and Delix were in the center of this sea of ​​fire.

Delixi was sweating profusely now, and he had taken off his windbreaker and threw it on the ground, and his inner shirt was soaked with sweat. Even the ends of his hair curled up from the heat.

"Come on, I'll take you out." Delix planned to use Apparition to take Tom away with him. As a result Tom shook his head again.

"There's no need for that, the fire will go out in a while."

Delix: ?

He glanced at the sea of ​​fire that stretched for several kilometers, and it didn't look like it could be extinguished suddenly, unless it rained suddenly, but it was too coincidental, right?

Seeing that Delix didn't understand at all, Tom patiently gave a simple explanation to the good partner who fought side by side.

"Water turns into water vapor at high temperature, and the water vapor floats upward and condenses into small droplets, thus forming clouds. These small droplets combine with dust in the air to form larger water droplets. The water droplets are under the action of gravity. Falling from the sky brings rain."

Delix: [._,?]

"Sorry, high temperature.... Then what?" At that moment, Dawlish even had the feeling of returning to the Hogwarts history of magic class.

Tom sighed. Teaching science to wizards was like playing the piano to a cow. Exactly, now he feels that his magic power seems to have recovered a little, so let's use actions to support his remarks.

He stood up and took his wand out of his wand. Tom glanced at his "masterpiece" as the entire camp was covered in raging fire. If there is not a road that forms a firebreak, the forest will most likely be set on fire. As for the whirlwind of fire that Tom created, it was doomed after it rushed into the swamp.

The soil in the swamp contains a lot of water, and when it suddenly encounters a fire, a huge amount of water vapor is formed. The smoke and dust volatilized from the combustion are combined with these water vapors. Even if there is no magic urging, it is easy to cause precipitation.

Tom was just speeding up the process.

"Atmospheric-pluvia!"

Tom's spell sank into the night sky, but it didn't seem to cause any change.

Delix sighed, and was about to say something when a drop of rain fell on his forehead, slid all the way into his collar, and brushed a white path on his face. By the way, what he wanted to say was blocked in his throat.

How is this possible?! Delix raised his head in astonishment and looked at the sky where a lot of dark clouds suddenly appeared. He knew that wizards could use weather spells to change the weather, but the scope was often not large, that is, the size of an office. This was the first time he had seen a weather spell that could change the weather in a certain area at once.

Delix thought that he had hallucinations for a while, but the raindrops that fell on his face one after another told him that it was really raining here.

"How did you do it?" he asked in disbelief, turning his head to look at Tom.

"It's just the way it is," Tom replied.

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and the same is true for wizards. If you want to change the weather in a region, it is unrealistic to rely on the magic of the wizard itself, and you must take advantage of the situation.

The clouds are dense, and it is easy to rain; Taking advantage of the situation is to take advantage of natural phenomena, and make a fortune. There is a lot of water vapor condensed in the air in this area now, and it is only one step away from the rain, like a coin pusher with coins piled on the edge, Tom only needs to put in a coin, push it gently, and the rain will follow. It came down naturally.

The strength of a coin is very small, but it becomes the last chip to overthrow the coin mountain. Tom's spell is not very powerful, but it has the effect of the last coin.

The meteorological principle here is completely incomprehensible to Delixi. In his eyes, Tom summoned a heavy rainstorm with just a simple weather spell!

Dulix suddenly became a lot more obedient.

The rain slapped on the flame and was evaporated immediately, but once a drop was evaporated, two raindrops would make up for it. Under the continuous rain, the flame was defeated and finally extinguished completely.

Tom and Delix never left the top of the tall tent, and when the fire went out, they were also drenched in soup. "What do you think is a better name for the magic I just had?" Tom wiped the rain and dust off his face, remembering that the forbidden spell he had just had had no name.

"Huh? Is that your own magic?!" Delix was taken aback by Tom's words It's amazing enough to be able to use a spell of that scale, and now you're telling me, Is this your original magic?

What a joke!

But looking at Tom's serious expression, Delix felt that Tom didn't lie.

He couldn't help but be speechless.

What was he doing when he was his age? Discussing the results of Quidditch matches with friends, quarreling with unpleasant students, and staying away from girlfriends in empty classrooms. Anyway, I didn't create it myself magic!

Dulix now clearly understands one point: people are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away. Compared with this Tom Yordle, he is really old enough to live on a dog.

"How about the name Yeyan?" Tom hesitated, because it seemed that the flame just now had nothing to do with the fire, and it was too boring to rub against it, so the name had to be relevant enough.

The spell I just had was a combination of flame and whirlwind

Let's call it "Flame Storm"!