Chapter Seventy-Two: Black Pool Water

"Hiding magic in the mind is a prerequisite for casting spells without a wand. ”

"Replacing incantations with thoughts and wands with wills is the fundamental principle of wandless magic. ”

Looking at Carl, Grindelwald explained.

"Then, you can do this......"

Grindelwald snapped his fingers, and a green light appeared out of thin air, passing through Carl's ears in an instant, hitting a large tree not far behind him, and blowing the trunk to pieces.

Carl reacted at this time, slowly turned back, looked at the trunk that was blown to only half of it, and had only one sentence in his heart.

"My day!"

Grindelwald's wandless killing curse was so terrifying that it was so fast that it didn't give him a chance to react.

Even if the nerve reflex is as strong as Carr's, it is too late to react.

If this killing curse is aimed at him......

Carl couldn't help but shudder.

Who said magic is not as good as guns, stand up, I promise not to him!

Because he was so close, Carl felt the difference in the killing curse.

Grindelwald's killing curse was nothing compared to what he had seen before, the former was simply instantaneous, without any flight process.

In other words, when you see it, it means you've been hit.

It's instantaneous magic in the truest sense of the word.

"Like I said before, it's important to believe, you have to believe that you can do it, imagine with your mind, imagine that the wand is in your hand, imagine what the magic you are going to cast, imagine the spell and finally, imagine using it. ”

As he spoke, Grindelwald made a gesture of please.

"Try it, boy. ”

Carl nodded.

He began to concentrate.

Obviously, what Grindelwald asked him to do today has risen a notch compared to yesterday.

Yesterday's practice was just a simple technique of using magic, but today, it is necessary to actually cast a specific magic.

It doesn't take too much precision to simply pull out a tree with magic, you just need to truly believe that you can do it, and the magic in your body will naturally help you do what you want to do.

But today, instead of releasing a magic with a name and a surname, it's completely different.

As Grindelwald said, he needed to imagine a lot of things in his head, and according to his understanding, this was the equivalent of simulating the whole process of releasing magic in his head.

There are countless details involved, not only to know the magic you unleash, but also to have an incredibly powerful memory.

You need to recall every detail of your magic in your brain so that you can release it accurately.

However, it's one thing to think about it, and it's another thing to do it.

The experience of countless people has shown that thinking and doing are fundamentally different things, and many times, there is a barrier between the two.

The human brain is not a computer, reality is not a novel, there is no such thing as a so-called magic model built in the brain, and if you want to release it, you can only rely entirely on memories and imagination.

Theoretically, even if you have a strong memory like him, it will take years of practice to do this.

It's not something that can be done in a day or two.

But Carl wanted to give it a try.

All magic is a result of concentration, and Carl knew that for a long time.

The method of concentration is to ignore the outside world and let the mind sink into one's own heart.

Like now, Karl's mind has never been as deep as it is today.

As his consciousness continued to descend, he saw many memories that he had previously ignored, he saw countless faults in memories, and he even saw some fragments of memories that had been erased by Dumbledore before he was two years old.

The fragments were blurry, with only a small amount of light and shadow, and it was clear that Dumbledore's Oblivion Charm was so powerful that it left him with not a single trace of useful information.

Going deeper into this, he thought it was almost there.

However, with inertia, his mind is still sinking.

Karl was also curious to see what was hidden in the deepest part of his consciousness.

Finally, as his mind passed through the last chaotic area of light and shadow, the world suddenly became clear.

Inexplicably, he found himself in a vast space, with a pool of water at his feet, the water as black as ink, and he was standing barefoot in it.

The pool was shallow, though, just above his feet.

"I don't expect you to be able to do it now, it takes years of practice, even for me, I ...... back then"

Grindelwald couldn't go on.

As Carl stood in the pool, a feeling of happiness rushed into his heart, and he subconsciously snapped his fingers as Grindelwald snapped his fingers.

"Smack. ”

Then, a red light grazed Grindelwald's ear and struck into the air.

Grindelwald froze there for a moment, then looked at Carl as if he were looking at some monster.

"How did you do that, boy?" his voice was incredulous with disbelief that even he hadn't noticed.

"Is there anything wrong?" asked Carl curiously.

Grindelwald's reaction seemed a little too much.

Sure enough, as soon as he spoke, Grindelwald frowned.

"Theoretically, you can't be that fast, at least it will take a few years, especially with a coma spell like the one just now. ”

He paused and looked at Carl solemnly, "I couldn't have done better." ”

As he spoke, Grindelwald looked him up and down.

"How did you just feel?" he asked.

"Feelings?" Karl muttered for a moment.

That feeling just now, to be honest, was wonderful, as if he was omnipotent, capable of doing anything he wanted to.

He spoke his feelings, and Grindelwald immediately looked at him strangely.

"Have you drunk the Elixir this morning?"

"How is that possible? Where am I going to get that thing? Carl rolled his eyes.

But he reacted.

Elixir of Fortune, as a potion of luck, is very rare and extremely precious, and there is no market for it at all, even if he has spare money, he will not buy that kind of thing.

But if you think about it carefully, isn't the feeling he felt just now just the reaction after drinking the elixir?

After a moment's hesitation, Karl said the pool of water he had just seen at the bottom of his consciousness.

"That's not a good sign, boy. Grindelwald shook his head, his face a little solemn.

"No wizard has that kind of thing in their consciousness. ”

Apparently, though, Grindelwald didn't know anything about it either.

"One more time. Grindelwald said.

After saying that, he looked at Carl intently.

Carl didn't refuse, and became focused again.

But this time was completely different from the last time, he had just moved his thoughts, and part of his consciousness reappeared in that space.

He was still barefoot, and the inky water was black at his feet.

However, the reason why it is said to be a part of consciousness is because he is not completely in that space, he still has the energy to observe things in the outside world, think, speak, and even cast spells, without hindrance.

It's a wonderful feeling, like two eyes, one looking at the sky and the other looking at the earth, but they don't interfere with each other, strangely harmonious and unified.