Brandi seems to have fallen into a long, long-term nightmare, and Padma's message is far more detailed and cruel than a few simple sentences in a book. Ever since he had returned that night, he had dreamed of himself walking long distances through the vast snowfields, and in the distance it seemed that Parvati's figure was calling to him, but Brandi couldn't get to her no matter how hard he tried. Padma tugged at his collar stiffly, surrounded by a large group of unrecognizable Indian shamans. Her whole body was covered with hoarfrost.

"You didn't keep your promise, Brandy. Why don't you come to our rescue! ”

Every time she was awakened like this, Brandi would jump out of bed in a sweat, her pajamas wet as if she had been soaked in water.

After a severe lack of sleep and three or four tosses like this, Brandi's mental state finally dropped to a level that even Hagrid, who had always been rough-wilted, was quite worried.

"Maybe you can get a good night's sleep in the cottage today, Brandy. If you are in the forbidden forest, I will just go with Yaya, and it doesn't matter if you take a little rest for a day. When he woke up one morning and saw Brandy's thick dark circles and a dead face like white paper, Hagrid couldn't sit still. He didn't quite know what Brandi had been busy with lately, but he could somewhat deduce something from the fact that he had been running out in the cloak of invisibility at night.

Dumbledore must have had something for Brandi in secret, and he would sneak into the castle every night and not know what to do, and wouldn't sneak back until midnight. And when he asked Hagrid on Saturday to get a batch of potions from the school hospital under the guise of a cold, he came back even later.

"No, Hagrid, I should be fine." Brandi muttered, staggered out of bed, grabbed his towel and tooth jar and walked out. After a while, he staggered back and pulled out a slender flask from his suitcase.

"But you can't drink the pick-me-up as a drink...... It was originally only used to cure colds. Hagrid sighed helplessly and filled Brandy's bowl with a large spoonful of cereal. Brandy staggered, tilted his head, and poured the potion into his stomach, his face somewhat bloody as light smoke came out of his ears.

"Oh, thank you." He mumbled and began to sit down on the table and swallow his breakfast. Because of the obvious increase in physical exertion from patrolling the Forbidden Forest, Brandi has now come to appreciate the importance of a good breakfast.

"By the way, I'll probably be back a little later today, Hagrid." He bit down on the bacon and slurred his words, "If Sorph and Luna come over for dinner in the evening, you can tell the two of them to go back early, I won't have time to send them off." ”

"Come back late?" Hagrid's hand pan-frying sausages paused, and he looked over with some doubt. "What are you doing so late in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Hmm... I've been reading some books in the library these days, and some spells need to be tested in the Forbidden Forest. He took a sip of porridge and sent the bacon to his stomach. Also, the honey of the heartworm you mentioned to me last time, and the spore powder of the hallucinogenic enoki mushroom, I also want to collect some of them. Maybe I'll be able to use it sometime. ”

"The problem is that at night, even the periphery of the Forbidden Forest can be dangerous, Brandy, I think you'd better bring your teeth on."

"Don't worry, Hagrid, nothing can hurt me if I'm around." Brandi put down the porridge bowl and grabbed the stuffed bag and walked out the door, waving to Hagrid. "I'm not going to provoke the big guys in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, like your insidious baby spider."

Hagrid opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't find any other reason to dissuade Brandy, so he waved his hand and motioned for him to get out of here.

"Hell, why do you look better suited to be a hunting ground warden than I am......"

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For more than a week, Brandi hasn't just been in such a mess. Dumbledore had told him that only by mastering a large number of actual combat spells, potions, and equipment could he change the fate of the Pettier sisters. So Brandi has been preparing for these days.

But for equipment, in addition to the necessary winter clothing to go to the mountains of northern India, the only thing Brandi can think of is Harry's invisibility cloak, in fact, Dumbledore should be talking about that. He could have attached an Iron Charm to his entire clothing, as he did with Parvati's hair ring - but that kind of crude enchantment would not only waste a lot of time on meaningless spells, but the defense would not be very strong, so Brandi had no choice but to give up.

As for the potions, he had seen a lot of potion recipes in the forbidden book area in the middle of the night about short-term physical fitness, or some kind of magical effect, and most of the materials needed in them were also available in Snape's office, but the boiling time of several months was really prohibitive for Brandy.

It wasn't until Hagrid helped him get back a large list of pick-me-ups, and Dumbledore probably didn't ask him to go directly to Madam Pomfrey or Snape to get (steal) the ready-made ......

So in this way, Brandi actually only has one thing to do in the last period of time. He had to master as many powerful spells as he could.

Stun Charm, Obstacle Charm, Flying Charm and Expulsion Charm, and Fire Serpent Charm that unleashes the Fire Serpent to entangle the target...... Over the course of two nights, Brandi had almost meticulously copied down the spells and methods of use from the Book of Self-Defense Spells. According to the book, some of the spells in this book may not be fully mastered even by adult wizards.

But that's not all. For Brandy, the most important thing is the compound magic that he unintentionally casts against Voldemort, as well as the technique called delayed casting and the ancient spell that is missing two syllables in Brandi's brain!

This is also the reason why Brandi has the courage to run alone to practice the spell - he wants to take advantage of the little time he has left to figure out how the incandescent meteor he released was successfully ignited; Find a way to add a delayed mark of a simple spell to your wand, and if you can, deduce the spell of unknown significance.

And no matter which one of them is, once there is a mistake, the consequences are not a joke......

Like now—

"The flames are blazing!" Brandi screamed, trying to squeeze the huge amount of magic in his wand out desperately. He raised his wand high, but he couldn't fire the spell in its entirety - the spell exploded at the head of the wand, and crimson flames erupted from the wand, instantly enveloping Brandi and his super-magical iron armor spell into a huge fireball with a diameter of more than two meters. Almost immediately, there was a squeak of the iron armor being burned to the point of cracking.

The furious mana was gathering around Brandy's land, and it was becoming more and more unstable, and the fireball seemed to burst again at any moment.

"Hey!" At that moment, Brandi didn't dare to hesitate any longer, he hurriedly shouted the name of his guardian spirit, and faintly, a black shadow emerged from his wand, lying on the iron armor spell that was almost melting, opening his mouth, and sucking the entire fireball into his mouth like a whale sucking water. It hiccups contentedly, and spends quickly back into its wand before Brandi's eyes can fully adjust to the sudden darkness.

By the time Brandi regained his sight from the world of flames, the ground within ten feet of him had completely turned to a yellow-green, shiny, and even glassy crystals from the terrible heat on the surface of the earth.

Merlin on top...... What is this?

Brandi, who had escaped death, stood in place in a daze, looking at the red runes on his wand that still hadn't completely faded, and didn't dare to breathe for a long time.

Voldemort's ability to take the compound spell in the air and survive unharmed gave him the wrong signal that the compound spell should not be too difficult to cast, and that the power should be able to withstand it - but when he really observed it up close, he realized that the reason why he was able to complete such a complete compound spell at that time, in addition to the absolute concentration at the time, was really largely due to luck.

Because, simply over-injecting a super-spell with mana is already a matter that requires absolute concentration. You must know that the super magic state itself is a major strengthening and transformation of the spell, and the magic power in the wand has reached a rather dangerous level, and in this case, still compressing several times the magic power to the core of the wand is tantamount to standing on the crater that is about to erupt and throwing a nuclear bomb inside. Without a lot of experimentation to familiarize yourself with the rate and amount of mana injected, no one knows if the next moment will be blown up into the sky or if it will be just right to maintain a delicate balance.

Just like ...... Brandi's speed was obviously not enough, and he could barely compress even three times the mana, and the spell could not maintain the balance of mana and exploded on its own.

(Combined with the mana cost of summoning Hexi, it's almost 30% of the loss...... In this case, every third time you experiment, you have to stop and practice other spells and wait for your mana to recover on its own. ）

Thinking so, he froze and raised his wand again. Soon, the glade erupted again with a crimson glow......

For the next few hours, he carried out his plan with the precision and efficiency of a machine—three consecutive compound spells, then practiced the obstacle and flying spells while waiting to return to the land. But this was largely due to the mental stimulation effect brought to him by the refreshing potion, and by the afternoon, the effect of the potion had gradually passed, and Brandi was a little sluggish.

His attention began to drift, and his wand-holding arm grew heavier. He had slept for less than three hours the night before and had nightmares...... He forced himself to recall the gist of the obstacle spell...... The moment the wand shakes is infused with magic... Articulate the words clearly, then ...... What's coming ......

On the grass, the little boy ran happily. Brandi was suspended in the sky like a balloon, wrapped in blue thread, and followed the little boy, his parents watching him with delight.

"Almost, _______!" The boy's mother shouted at him, "Hold him tight, don't let him escape." ”

"What do you want to do!" Brandi gasped as he struggled to get out of the air, but the blue thread grew tighter and tighter, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"What for?" The boy's head suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees and twisted behind his back, and Brandi was horrified to find that the boy's body also appeared like silk threads. The corners of the boy's mouth grinned in a huge arc—

"You're going to be the next me, the outsider." He laughed, dark blue tears spilling out of the corners of his eyes, and then in an instant they turned into steaming magic, and there were many, many meteors streaked across the sky, and they seemed to be the same as Brandy's compound spell. "Monster! Monster! Hahahaha~"