Sending Hermione home, Canaan couldn't wait to get home too, and he was looking forward to what he was going to do in his diary today. If Gu Yi received his note yesterday, I believe that today's content will definitely satisfy him.

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"You're such a greedy little fellow, and I received that book, and it contains a lot of evil magic, so don't expect me to teach you about it. ”

"Of course, as compensation, I will pass on other magic to you, and I believe it will help you as well. ”

"The magic system of our world is very different from the magic system of yours, and it does not require wands and corresponding spells, so to learn my magic, you need to have good physical fitness and extraordinary talent. ”

"Here are the movements that our Kama Taj Master practices every day to help us sense the magic in our bodies and strengthen our physique. ”

“.......”

"The key to successful spellcasting is to channel the magic in the body through gestures, and a good physique can help us cast spells quickly..."

So, now I'm going to practice these things every day? He looked at the various postures of the human body drawn in his diary, like the radio gymnastics he did in his previous life.

Putting away the diary, Canaan stood up, took a deep breath, and made a simple attempt in the bedroom in the posture recorded in the book.

After a set of movements, he only felt sore and sweaty. After resting for a while, Canaan rubbed out the golden shield, and he found that this spell casting was much more comfortable than before, and the flow of magic power was also smooth.

Sensing the remarkable effect, Canaan decided to make this set of movements one of his daily practice tasks to lay a good foundation for learning the magic of the Ancient One in the future.

Time flies quickly, a week has passed, these days, Canaan has been practicing a set of actions left by the ancient one, he feels that it is a pity that the ancient one's diary did not show the content after that night, it seems that the ancient one wants Canaan to lay a solid foundation, and then teach him more advanced magic.

On this day, Canaan was fiddling with the pseudo-Agamotto Eye that he had completed not long ago in the laboratory, although compared to the real Agamotto Eye, the power contained in it was different, and the power was even more different. But Canaan could feel the power of this necklace, and besides, it was also made by his own hands, and the sense of accomplishment it brought was self-evident.

"Skada, attack me. Canaan said to Skada in the newly built Charms practice room, wanting to see how much his own strength had grown during this time.

"Remove your weapon!" Skarda reached out and swung out a white light.

Canaan clasped his hands on his chest, and two golden shields appeared, easily blocking Skarda's spell.

"Use your best strength and don't stop. "Canaanite Road.

When Skarda heard the order, he no longer hid his clumsiness, and the spell on his wand shot like a bullet, constantly attacking Canaan's dead ends.

Canaan found that his Golden Shield technique was not the same as before, casting spells faster and building defensive patterns more stable. In the face of the all-out attack of an adult wizard like Skada, he stepped back in small steps, flexibly blocking various attacks with his golden shield, and appeared to be at ease.

While Skarda had just finished releasing the spell, the pseudo-Agomoto Eye on Canaan's chest flashed green, and then he disappeared in place, and his figure appeared behind Scada, the sharp edge of the golden shield close to Scarda's neck, less than two centimeters.

With the power of emeralds, Canaan found that his phantom migration was truly like teleportation, without the need to cast spells in advance to charge power, and without being oppressed by space after activation. Moving through space is like a fish in water, and it is extremely flexible.

"The alertness is too poor, and when you see me disappear, you should be ready to defend, and an ineffective attack is just a waste of your magic. Canaan sternly taught. He wanted Skarda to be more than just a servant, but to help him fight if necessary.

"Yes, my master. "With the loyalty of the Imperius Curse, Skarda thought it normal to lose to Canaan, with no respect on his face and no other expression.

Canaan shook his head helplessly when he saw Skarda's expression. In his daily interactions, he found that the side effects of the Imperius Curse were becoming more and more obvious, and although the caster was extremely loyal to the caster, he only instinctively did what he was told, like a marionette, who did not know how to change.

At this time, Lucy suddenly appeared in the laboratory, her voice was urgent. "Master, the old master has sent you a letter, saying that I want to take you to the old mansion. She looked delighted.

"Old mansion?"

"It's the old house of the old owner's family, and it's been desolate for a long time. ”

"What are you doing there?" Canaan wondered.

"The old master didn't say anything in the letter, but it seems that something has been handed over to you. ”

"Something—is it a wand?" Canaan thought of Teresa having a new wand for him, and now it seemed that the wand was finished. He continued, "When I pack something, I'll have something for him too." ”

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With Lucy's apparition migratory, they came to a small forest in the middle of nowhere. Canaan looked around and saw that it was full of pristine atmosphere, with lush trees and dense vegetation, not like a place inhabited.

"It seems that you rushed over as soon as you received my letter, and it was quite fast. Deresa's figure emerged from a large tree. Without waiting for Canaan to reply, he took the lead and walked forward: "Come with me, I don't have much time to get out." ”

"This is our family's old house, which is more than a thousand years old, but I haven't been here for a long time. Deran said with a sigh as he stepped through the dense weeds.

"Canaan, you must be curious about where I came from. He suddenly looked back at Canaan and said with a smile.

"Not curious, that's fake. Canaan followed closely behind, with a stick in his hand, clearing the surrounding bushes from time to time.

As if sensing that Canaan's answer was interesting, Teran laughed a few times, and then continued, "There is still some way to go, and I will tell you about it on the way, but with your cleverness, I believe you have already guessed some of them." ”

"Have you ever heard of the surname Grigovich?"

"A wand-maker on par with Ollivanders?" Canaan remembered that Grigovich was one of the three great wand-makers in Europe, and seemed to be the first generation of wand-makers in Europe.

"Yes, the famous master wandmaker, and because he is so famous, everyone will call him Grigovich, just like Dumbledore, who is proud to call their family by name. ”

"Grigovich is my mother's younger brother, and the Grigovich family is also close to our Hoffman family..."

"Hoffmans, so your full name is Deland Hoffman. Canaan interjected.

"That's true, although I don't like the name very much, our family is also a German pure-blood, and has always been famous for making wands, but that was the glory of a long time ago, and now it is gone, like the castle in front of us. He stopped, flicked his wand at the grassy clearing in front of him.

Canaan looked up and saw an old castle not far away, with a high gray wall covered with dark green vines, and a lot of vegetation in front of the castle gate.

As the sun sets, the light dims, and with the wailing of unknown birds around it, the picture is extremely eerie and terrifying when viewed from a distance!