Here, the streets are made of bricks and stones.

Ancient customs from the Middle Ages are intertwined with modern lightness and cleanliness, and countless financial assets are circulated here every day, adding a cosmopolitan aura to the heritage of this ancient city.

Countless tourists come and go, adding to the splendor of this melting pot of races, religions and cultures, with more than 300 languages spoken, and walking down the streets with all kinds of people, no one will be surprised to see a foreigner - except for the fact that person is doing something that ordinary people cannot understand.

"Lying down like a bow ~~~, standing like a pine ~~~"

On the street, pedestrians stopped their movements and looked at the figure that appeared at the corner of the street in amazement.

"Don't move, don't move, don't shake, sit and sit like a clock~~~, walk and walk all the way with a gust of wind~~~"

The largest subwoofer is sownting spiritual pollution in a twisted posture.

Carrying a portable subwoofer, leading 4 or 5 teenagers and girls and a group of half-naked brothers with muscles and muscles, the strange black-haired boy was talking to the youngest green-eyed teenager who followed behind him, while enthusiastically stuffing the flyer in his hand into the hands of stunned passers-by.

The slender bandage stretched from the tips of the fingers upwards into the cuffs of the black trench coat, and from the bare neck, it appeared to be wrapped around three-quarters of the neck. The black trench coat is more in line with the season, but as you walk, you always feel that the clothes are free from the constraints of gravity and are swaying at their own pace, as if they have their own life.

"Listen, Albus, if you want me to teach you a little trick about magic, you have to listen to me, didn't Uncle Potter say it, if you can learn something from me today, well, probably to the extent that you can manipulate puppets without any magic with your mental powers, you can spend the whole day in Diagon Alley on the weekend." The black-haired boy stuffed a leaflet with a faint "philosophical ♂" flavor into the arms of a bearded man who looked like a foreign backpacker, and turned back to the green-eyed teenager who followed closely behind him.

"Hey, I remember we were here to learn psychic manipulation techniques, not to parade around the streets with your bunch of muscular golems and what are these golems of yours doing, they look like their legs are cramping." Lily, the red-haired girl who looked smaller than Albus with green eyes, shouted.

"Hawkers, don't care, these are what you need to manipulate in a while, the fine operation of mental power is best exercised by manipulating things related to the human body, this is a noble. Ermelo II's latest theory has been written in textbooks, but it is now generally applied in the modern theory of magic (XII.)"

"And don't underestimate these golems, these golems are unexpectedly in the basic activity structure, I also deliberately added the Eastern Buddhism's Fudo Ming King technique in their muscles, the 500-year-old parchment used at the joints is well written in decimal with chapters 13 to 15 of the Old Testament, and the most vulnerable skin is engraved with runes of rune, theoretically speaking, it is no longer possible to add better techniques, and the dismantling and linking of various schools of techniques has reached the extreme."

"Well, maybe the next time you sneak into Area 51, you can steal a little bit of the coating rune that the secondary Edelman alloy puts on the eye, after all, the eyeball is one of the 11 joint points of magic transportation, but it's really not a good experience to be cut into pieces by 130 lasers."

Lily Luna Potter watched in amazement as the black-haired boy went from a casual lecture and explanation, to a golem introduction that seemed to be very profound and unclear but seemed to feel wrong, and then to casually saying something dangerous in front of a group of minors, such a turn really made the 8-year-old girl react.

"I think we should finish these 'flyers' before he reacts, I've already seen someone pull out their phones," said a blue-haired boy who looked like the biggest of the people following the dark-haired teenager who was emitting some toxic radio waves, "Oh God, he's starting to call." He hurriedly ran over and stuffed a dozen leaflets into the hand of the aunt who was on the phone, and when he came back, he was a little nervous, and the tips of his hair were a little brown.

As a disguised Magus, Teddy Remus Lupin will always use his power inadvertently, but fortunately not many pedestrians pay attention to this.

The rest of the children reacted and followed the boy, whose hair began to change color, to launch a "flyer".

In the middle of the ring, the pedestrians of the whole street were stuffed with leaflets in their hands, arms, and even their hats, as if they had been instructed to do all sorts of "philosophical ♂" actions by the side of the street, and even an old English gentleman with a basket of vegetables saluted them with their hats - the "leaflets" that fell from the hats were picked up by the quick-eyed Albus, jumped and stuffed into his wig.

"It's a novelty, hey, Teddy, why did we help him hand out flyers, why did we give up the good Sunday sunshine to come here, and more importantly, why did Dad let us follow this strange guy I hadn't seen a few times out on the street and be asked to bring 18 golems in the style of a muscular brother to listen to the Chinese kung fu dance capoeira (also known as Kaqiweila, known as Brazilian war dance in Hong Kong, developed by African immigrants from Brazil in the 16th century, A unique dance between art and martial arts) Ah! Jaime Sirius Potter tossed the flyer to the ground.

"Because the skeined version of Chinese kung fu is more suitable for capoeira, it is not easy to grasp the rhythm of Brazilian war dance." At this time, a voice that had been subconsciously forgotten by everyone suddenly sounded, startling them.

"Listen carefully to the melody, ah, how moving, this vibrato, how wonderful, this 'Oriental Dragon' repeated thirty-seven times, how wait, repeated thirty-seven times, I remember that it should be a skewed twenty-two seconds and then broadcast back to the second verse." The black-haired boy scratched his head with his bandaged hand, "No matter, it's good to revise the lesson plan here, it's okay anyway." ”

"It's not that I said that I was going to seriously teach us what it meant to modify the lesson plan so casually! The Demon Dao should be treated seriously, and you haven't prepared a lesson plan at all! Who knows what's the use of dancing with a bunch of muscle golems and listening to the songs of the Strands, talking about being able to fight, but actually dancing! Also, since we know that my godfather will let us use our mental power to manipulate puppets that don't have any magical power, we can do it, so it's fine, isn't it!! ”

Teddy Remus Lupin shouted such a long sentence in one breath, and felt that he had lit up the icon of a skill called "Spit" invented by some of the Far Eastern island nations.

Completely ignoring Teddy's outburst of complaints, the black-haired boy then explained: "As for handing out flyers, it's because I'm too tired that I don't want to do it, just compiling the one-time mental invasion technique on it has cost me a lot of effort, and because the hand is cheap and adds the physical acceleration absorption technique to it, it can make the holder's physical strength lose several times." ”

"I actually admit it shamelessly!" The red-haired Hugo Weasley exclaimed. "And what kind of cheap hands will add techniques that will pit their own people on it, and I haven't said it before it."

"What a textbook shamelessness!"

"Alright, let's not waste time here." The dark-haired teenager clapped his hands, ignoring the words of those around him, "Who do you think is wasting time?" and so on.

"I specially asked a friend in Japan yesterday to help me bring the song to this point, now you can start practicing, just operate the mental power into the golem, don't use the magic power, and play capoeira along with the song."

After speaking, the black-haired boy turned sideways, revealing the eighteen muscles and muscles behind him, and at this time, these golems happened to jump out of Capoeira's action called "Chida de Rui" under the control of their masters, only to see that the eighteen brothers supported the body with their broad elbows and shaved heads, their knees were on the supporting elbows, the position of their heads was parallel to their feet, and the bevel angle of nearly 45 degrees just exposed a large number of muscles, and the feet were separated, and only a strip of cloth would block the place where the mosaic needed to be played.

The skin made of special materials is added with water-absorbing runes by someone with a bad taste, which can absorb water from the air and condense on the skin, complementing the thick muscles, Ye Ye shines In a sense, these golems are far more than the actual meaning of the spiritual blow to people.

"Sa, little gentlemen and ladies, begin, your play ♂." With such a wicked smile, the black-haired young man bowed and connected the spiritual lines torn from the people in front of him to the golem, "By the way, if you don't manipulate the golem well, they will pounce on you and hug you tightly ♂~"

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"Speaking of which, Teddy, do you think about where you're going to go after graduation?" Sitting on the seat next to the street, watching a few children manipulating the muscular brother Gui Golem with extreme difficulty, and occasionally someone was hugged by a few brothers because the spiritual link was broken, and enjoyed the charm of "philosophy ♂", the black-haired boy snickered and took out his mobile phone to take out the camera.

Teddy Lupin, whose hair and nose had returned to normal, scratched his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, but I'm definitely not going to the Ministry of Magic." ”

The black-haired boy raised an eyebrow: "Oh, that's weird, what's wrong Teddy, whether it's the Magical Accident Disaster Division or the Magical Creatures Management and Control Division, you should be able to go?" However, if you count the family tradition, you should go to the Auror Command of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and follow Uncle Potter. ”

"No, I want to go to the Clock Tower to further my education, it's not enough to just study at Hogwarts, the magic path never ends." Werewolf and disguised Magus's child, Teddy Lupin's eyes twinkled, "Although I prefer the Individual Foundation (II) department, as long as I think that Viktova will have to go through 12 interrogations by the Bartomeroi family's private gendarmes when she comes to me in the future, I feel that I have had enough, even if I love the devil's way, I will not watch my girlfriend suffer." ”

"Sure enough, as Rita said in the Daily Prophet, you and Viktova have invented a way to breathe through your ears," the black-haired boy looked dangerously, and the shadows under his feet began to sway, and a little chill peeked out of it, "If I could, I could burn you to 16 pieces and feed the hermit crabs?" ”

"Which hermit crab eats a roasted half-werewolf!" Teddy yelled, "No, I guess why you burned me to 16 pieces!" Are you a Barlow Flame Demon who crawled out of some hell? ”

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, come, Teddy, meet the wrath of the great magician, spell building! Rune Inscriptions! The three-dimensional array diagram is drawn! Mana refilled! Eat my trick Coherent Magician Type 3 Fire Elemental Filled Magic Missile! ”

"I'm tired, Lynn, you play really, quickly take back the chains, at least let me pull out my wand!"

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PS: Newcomers, new books, everyone supports the mouth

PS2: I've been thinking about the introduction for a long time, and I hope it won't be too two