Casting spells

It was not easy to find an experimental subject that could withstand pure arcane energy and creative power. He wandered around the pet shop in Diagon Alley, and finally got such a white ferret.

Unfortunately, the white sable obviously did not complete the task it should have completed.

Just when Zhang Cheng was about to use a powerful spell to clean up this group of things that he didn't know whether it should be called a plant or an animal, the veins of the plants curled up into a sphere suddenly opened slowly, and a vine protruded from the middle, with a violet vine at the end. of flower buds.

Before he could react to what happened, the flower buds burst open, revealing the seeds of life hidden inside.

This seed is about the size of a walnut and glows bright green!

The moment it falls on the table!

It shattered with a snap, followed by a little mink that was made entirely of energy and jumped out, with eyes of awe and fear in its pupils.

Seeing this scene, the supreme authority immediately laughed and praised: "Unbelievable! Great master! You actually promoted an animal to become a spirit of nature! This is something that many gods cannot do!"

"Shut up! Don't disturb my thoughts!" Zhang Cheng yelled loudly, and quickly stretched out his hand to grab the shivering little guy.

The spirit of nature, as the name suggests, is a special life form that is finally born through a series of coincidences in nature.

They can be animals that break through their own limits, or some ancient plants affected by energy, or even spirits and elements.

In short, the spirit of nature is the result of a specific environment and countless coincidences, and theoretically cannot be spawned by human intervention.

As for the strength of the spirits of nature, the strongest ones are almost comparable to gods, and the weakest ones are like this little mink in front of you, who can be crushed to death with just a move of your fingers.

In fact, those wild demigods living in the world of Azeroth can all be classified into the category of spirits of nature.

"Tell me, little thing, what have you experienced?" Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and showed a chilling smile.

……

Meanwhile, on the Hogwarts Express, Draco was walking up and down the compartment alone, trying to find his old enemy, Harry Potter, and teach him a lesson.

Unfortunately, after searching all the cars, he couldn't see Potter, and even his annoying follower, Ron, was gone.

Obviously, for a 12-year-old boy who couldn't stay overnight with a grudge, this was simply the cruelest torture in the world.

As a last resort, little Malfoy went directly to the compartment where Hermione was, and asked coldly, "Granger! Where is Potter? He shouldn't be afraid of me and hide!"

"Afraid of you? Are you kidding me? How do I remember that you were the one who lost every time you played against each other last semester?" The girl was obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp, and she immediately sarcastically mercilessly.

Not only her, but the other Gryffindor students sitting in the carriage also booed.

After all, the conflict between them and the Slytherin students has not lasted for a day or two, and it can almost be called a feud, so once there is an opportunity to laugh at each other, they will never let it go easily.

But these students didn't know that the current Draco was no longer a kid who could only play tricks, but a wizard who had learned a lot of elemental magic and combat experience.

Although it is still very immature, it already has its own fangs.

Without any hesitation!

He directly pulled out his wand, aimed at the girl who laughed the most, and roared sharply: "Tremor electric shock!"

Snapped!

A dazzling electric spark erupted from the tip of the wand, directly focusing on the target.

The poor girl twitched involuntarily, then fell to the ground with a bang and fell into a coma.

"Frost!"

"The Shock of the Wind!"

"Bounce off the air wall!"

……

In just a few seconds, Malfoy knocked all the students who laughed at him to the ground, stepped on their bodies and came to Hermione, staring at the two hazy eyes, pinched the girl's chin and said: "You despicable Mudblood! Tell Potter for me, it's best not to appear in front of me from now on, or I will let him taste the taste of failure, pain and despair."

After saying this, Draco turned around and returned to the corridor, and quickly disappeared without a trace before the prefects noticed what was going on here.

As soon as he walked away, Hermione, who was frightened by her hind legs, couldn't help crying.

Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

As a girl born as an ordinary person, she has never experienced a situation like that just now in her life, with uncontrollable slight trembling all over her body. At the same time, she realized that Malfoy, who used to be like a clown, has now become an extremely terrifying guy.

Among other things, just hitting up a room full of Gryffindor seniors is not something that ordinary little wizards can do.

For a moment, she didn't even know what to do next, should she report to the professor and the prefect, or should she hide it and find her other two good friends?

He didn't find a silver glowing line running down his chin and quietly getting into his brow.

These things made by psychic powers can act like antennas to receive signals transmitted from far away.

As long as the caster activates it, even adult wizards will be hard to resist, let alone a group of children who don't understand anything.

Obviously, Zhang Cheng wanted to use this method to study the soul fragments in Harry Potter's lightning scar without alarming Albus Dumbledore.

After all, this insidious old fox has been staring at the boy who survived a catastrophe. If an adult approaches rashly, it will definitely arouse his vigilance.

But if it were students and friends in the school, it would be difficult to notice anything. Unless these gadgets hidden in the human body were discovered, Dumbledore would not rashly interfere with the growth of the "Savior".

Chapter 733 In-depth Research

Psychologists have said that there will always be some things in childhood that will have an indelible impact on a person's future.

Obviously, Hermione Granger was in such a state at the moment, and she didn't even show the slightest surprise when she learned that her two friends came to school in a flying car.

Because compared to Draco's eyes full of haze, this kind of boring story is as childish and ridiculous as a child's play house.

To be exact, she didn't sleep well last night, she had nightmares all night, and now her face looked pale and tired, even the yelling letter from Ron's mother a few minutes ago didn't make her feel funny.

"Hey! What's wrong with you?" Harry Potter was the first to notice something was wrong, and asked with concern.

Hermione visibly hesitated, and was about to say something, only to find that Draco had just walked towards her through the corridor.

Thinking of the conflict that broke out in the carriage before, she couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly pulled her friend to run in another direction, shouting as she ran, "Don't talk nonsense! If you don't want to go to class on the first day If you are late!"

"But there are at least 15 minutes before class starts! We have enough time!" Ron protested feebly.

"Better early than late! Don't forget..."

"Hey! Potter, where are you going?"

Before Hermione finished speaking, Draco suddenly jumped out from the corner, staring at his old enemy with snake-like cold eyes.

Although it was taken according to the school's regulations, he hadn't drawn out his wand yet, but the cold murderous aura had begun to spread in the air, and several junior students who happened to pass by were so frightened that they stood still and dared not move.