Sword and Magic and Taxi

In the end, Tolkien, who was able to use magic, was defeated by chopsticks, and he chose the more direct method of using his hands. As the saying goes, Dumplings are like wine, and the more you drink, the better you get. And with the steaming dumplings stuffed with cabbage and meat and two small cold dishes, this saying obviously also affects the big-nosed British people. Tolkien soon ran out of conversation, and the topic turned to his close friends who had died on the battlefield.

Zhao Mai quietly acted as a listener and asked Tolkien to express his grief for losing his friend. The war was finally over, and the European continent could rest for a while. Although there will still be World War II, there is no need for Zhao Mai to act as an unpopular magic stick at this time.

Christmas is one month away, and the New Year's Day holiday is also thrown together. I heard the news that the Ministry of Magic's border blockade will end before then, so I am ready to go home. Mike, you come to my house for Christmas Bar!

I'm afraid not. I have promised Barbara Flamel that I will go to France at Christmas to meet their family.

Are you talking about Barbara who is in the same college as you? What grade is she in? Is she an adult? Didn't you have Diana? Why are you still causing these things?

Are you thinking wrong? Zhao Mai waved his hand vigorously: There is an alchemist in Barbara's family who I admire very much. I went to visit and ask for advice through her relationship. I have nothing to do with that little girl. Attempt. And Diana is on the European continent. I will find a way to contact her when I get there. I just don’t know what the Greek gods will think about Christian festivals... In short, you just need to know that I am not going to harm the little girl.

Oh... well, you're an adult, just know what you're doing. Tolkien poured himself some soju. He had already drank several glasses, but he still wasn't satisfied. Zhao Mai didn't expect him to like it so much, and was afraid that he would get drunk, so he kept using the force of nature to relieve his hangover, which greatly extended the conversation time between the two.

The topic turned back to Zhao Mai's potion store, which had been delayed for several months and still hadn't opened. Tolkien was still thinking about writing a sign and slogan for him. I really don't have time recently. I've been practicing magic spells. The centaurs sent me a lot of herbs, and I piled them up in two rooms. I guess I have to end this semester before I can really take the time. Zhao Mai also sighed a little. He never thought that he could live such a fulfilling life. This semester I have been supplementing the basics and learning the practical experience of magic spells from various teachers. My goal next semester is to consolidate my own style, so I won't choose courses like this. How is your situation?

Fortunately, although the pressure is a bit high, there is no problem in passing the exam. Tolkien thought for a while, then did not tell Zhao Mai about the Lost Story that he had spent a lot of energy writing, and still kept this surprise. Originally, I wanted to invite Zhao Mai to Christmas and give it to him as a Christmas gift, but now it seems that they will not be able to meet on that day. But after the holidays, he has to go back to school for exams, and then the winter vacation, so it's not too late to give it to him at that time.

The two chatted for a long time until night enveloped the entire Hogwarts. Tolkien sent him away, and the fat woman looked at Zhao Mai's back and opened her mouth in surprise for two days. The Gryffindor students never understood how Mike got through the door, while the Ravenclaw students felt their faces light up and were particularly proud. Only Barbara kept jumping around in frustration because she lost sight of Zhao Mai again.

By December, the atmosphere in the school has gradually turned to the upcoming festival, and everyone's faces are always filled with longing and smiles. Zhao Mai also ushered in a fruitful December, and several of his tasks came to an end. Psychic powers and the force of nature have established preliminary communication. At least under Zhao Mai's conscious control, they can interact within his body, and the two can work together on a spell. The most significant effect change is that Zhao Mai can continue to cast druid spells after transforming, instead of only using psychic powers.

Another change occurred in perception. Using the force of nature as a bridge, Zhao Mai has a more keen and precise observation of the surrounding environment. He can clearly see the trajectory of the bullet's flight, and can hear nearby objects like sonar, and can even smell changes in the surrounding magnetic and electric fields. Originally, he could only dodge bullets through the direction of the gun muzzle, but now with the help of vision, his success rate has been directly increased by five times. At least when facing the firearms in the current world, one or two guns are no longer a threat to him. .

Due to being forced by psychic powers to move the body at high speed for a long time, and then often using natural force to repair the damage caused by such movement, an effect similar to weight-bearing training also appeared. Zhao Mai felt the Force's natural pursuit of better beauty, so he also began to cooperate with it in transforming himself. His body began to develop a tendency to become more and more adaptable to high-intensity and high-frequency maneuvers, so the injuries he suffered became lighter and smaller.

This is a good phenomenon, and many druids have experienced similar changes. According to Xiaohua's understanding, if you maintain a certain natural transformation state for a long time, the force will slowly affect the druid's body. There are people who can breathe through their skin underwater, people who can suddenly accelerate like a cheetah, and there are people who have gained the compound eyes and dynamic vision of insects.

Zhao Mai did not learn these from the outside world, but re-stimulated the bloodline hidden in his body. In the mangrove forest, under the influence of Wadsworth, Zhao Mai once dug deep into the secrets hidden in his bloodline and saw functions that once appeared but gradually disappeared during the evolution process. That time, Zhao Mai's strength and control were insufficient, causing his bloodline to become unstable and almost losing his natural force. But things are different now. He has understood it at that level and has enough ability to complete this matter.

He has become a little different from before, and many of his body's functions have been strengthened, but judging from the characteristics of the natural force, he is still the original Zhao Mai, which makes Xiaohua puzzled. No one has ever done this, so Zhao Mai, you must be careful. Xiaohua expressed her worries: What if you don't look like yourself one day, and it's not caused by natural transformation? It would be difficult to restore it.”

Thank you for your concern, I will be more careful. Zhao Mai has not forgotten Wadsworth's lesson, so he will never make changes that cannot be reversed. Since the lessons before Christmas were relatively easy, he took advantage of the last half month to speed up the disassembly and modification of the lightsaber so that it could be combined with his Hunter Blood Spear to better exert its power.