Hogwarts: Is this junior good or evil?

Writing, saving, working hard...

Three years, draw it thoroughly within three years, and you will become different. The father's eyes were filled with inexplicable figures. If, I mean if, speaking of if, the father's expression darkened again, but he forced himself to smile. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter, it will take longer, or it can be changed back to an ordinary creature. It won't be any different. After saying that, he patted Yang Tian's shoulder and left with a smile.

Yang Tian seemed to understand that this time was different from the past, and did not dare to delay the research of the Bowtruckle. But after several days of simulation, Yang Tian was frustrated to learn from the intelligent computer that the lifeline of the Bowtruckle seemed to be much more complicated than that of ordinary creatures. If the current progress was followed, the probability of solving it within 3 years would not exceed 1%, within 4 years would not exceed 11%, within 5 years would not exceed 42%, and within 6 years would be %. It seemed that this was no different from hitting the jackpot.

Yang Tian had thought about analyzing a few more common creatures to increase his brain energy and improve his analytical ability before drawing the Bowtruckle. However, the answer given by the intelligent brain was that if he followed this procedure, the probability of analyzing the life line of the Bowtruckle within three years was 3.

Two years passed in a hurry. It was really a hurry. In these two years, except for eating, sleeping, and the classes arranged by his mother, Yang Tian spent almost all his time studying the Bowtruckle. He drew out the contents about the Bowtruckle from all kinds of magical creatures and pondered them over and over again. He ate and slept with the Bowtruckle, talked and played with it, but it did not improve his analysis speed much. Yang Tian felt that he was always on the verge of going crazy. So his parents took him to Aunt Sophia's house to play because there was a little girl who was one year younger than him, Sarah White. The cute evil bird chased the Bowtruckle. It hid in Yang Tian's sleeve and dared not come out.

Yang Tian has never left this home since he was born. The only people he knows are his parents, three uncles, and an aunt, Harper, Andrew, Sophia, Liam White, and Sarah White.

Sarah is a very cute little girl, very adorable, and looks like a little adult. The sumptuous dinner was in a warm atmosphere. It turned out to be shabu-shabu hotpot. Although it was not the first time to eat it, the atmosphere was very good. There was constant laughter. Suddenly, Andrew, covered in blood, rushed in. Oh no, Madison was exposed, and Sarok's people were besieging him. The father's face was heavy. The mother stood beside the father without saying anything. The remaining three people quickly stood behind the father and said loudly, "We will go too." The father just hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Sophia, you stay and take care of the children." Without waiting for a response, he flicked his wand, and the costumes of several people changed into masked black robes with a nightmare embroidered on the sleeves. With another flick, several people had disappeared in the room.

The black wizard robe was embroidered with a red cross mark. Sophia fought with three people. Two people fought against the last one. The last one attacked the two children frantically in an attempt to interfere with Sophia. It worked. Sophia was dying. He laughed wildly. The research institute finally needed three more consumables. He had never felt a sense of crisis before, and he was angry before. The emotions that had been suppressed for two years were completely out of control, and the magic power was rioting. The magic power was completely out of control, and the mental power was also out of control. The three enemies were protected by armor. It was hard to imagine that although the power was not good, it seemed endless and extremely dense. As time passed, Yang Tian was almost desperate. Yang Tian found that he was getting more and more awake, and his magic power was also rapidly weakening. He attacked roughly, and it seemed that he could only last for a minute at most. The three people on the opposite side seemed to have sensed Yang Tian's state and laughed contemptuously.

But no one noticed, not even Yang Tian himself, that the huge mental power provided by the magic riot greatly accelerated the speed of deduction. It seemed that in the next moment, Yang Tian heard a clear ding in his head, and the mechanical voice of the intelligent brain sounded, and the deduction was completed. Yang Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly. What's the use of completing the deduction at this time? It's hard to say whether he can survive the next minute. What's the use of completing the deduction. But before Yang Tian finished complaining. A huge green energy came out from the tree-protecting bowtie in his sleeve. Entered Yang Tian's dantian. At the same time, one-tenth of the transparent energy also rushed into the brain. This energy is so fierce that it has never been experienced before... The intelligent brain asked for the next instruction, but did not get the instruction. It analyzed according to the host's previous instructions and came to the result of deducing creatures, supernatural creatures first, looking for supernatural creature materials, and found the supernatural creature evil bird, and started deduction.

At this time, Yang Tian could no longer hear any sound. He was lost again. Magic riot, the second riot, more violent than the first riot. Yang Tian, ​​who was lost, had only one voice in his heart, killing them. Suddenly, a big hole appeared in the floor behind the three people, and a tree grew thicker and bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye. The branches seemed to come alive, and the thick trunk smashed and the thin branches pierced. The three people were nailed to the branches alive. The expressions of shock and disbelief were still on the faces of the three people, and they died with their eyes open. Seeing this tragic death, Yang Tian vomited, vomiting a mess. But after all, he was an adult, so he turned around and looked at Sophia and Sarah. Sarah seemed to have fainted from fear, and Sophia was in a very bad state and was about to die. Looking at Sophia's wound, he strongly felt that the green energy seemed to help the injury. The soft green color shrank visibly, and when he felt his breathing gradually stabilized. Yang Tian, ​​who had reached his limit, fainted.

Recalling the past, his father appeared, asking about the mother and daughter, about the parents, and about the murder. He comforted them for doing what they should do and killing those who should be killed. When he woke up again, it was already bright, with soft sunlight on his bed. He told his father that he had learned to draw a tree-protecting hunchback. Surprised, he took out a paintbrush and a piece of jade the size of his palm. His father did not explain much, but quickly ground cinnabar, pricked Yang Tian's finger, squeezed out blood and dissolved it in the cinnabar. Everything was ready. His father first wrote two big characters of Yang Tian on the jade piece with cinnabar, and then wrote Yang Tian's birth date in a smaller row of characters. When all the words were written, the jade piece emitted a milky white light through the body. As the light became stronger and stronger, when it reached its peak, the jade piece had turned into a white jade book. After the white jade-like cover was opened, each page of paper was as soft and thin as paper, as restrained as jade and containing divine light, which was extremely strange.