"Magical coercion is a technique that I conceived by imitating the legendary dragon power, and then continued to explore, and it has great requirements for the wizard's magical manipulation. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" dialect explained in detail to Qiu Zhang.

"As mentioned earlier, the magic field itself is also a special magnetic field, and everyone's magic field is constantly oscillating according to a special frequency, and magic coercion is taking advantage of this characteristic."

"To sum up, it is to sense the frequency fluctuations of the mana emitted by the other party's body, and then start to oscillate the mana in your body according to this frequency, and when the frequency fluctuation is the same as or very close to the other party's magic field, it will have some connection with the other party's magic field.

At this time, if you quickly increase the frequency of your own magic power, and start to oscillate the magic power at a frequency higher than that of the other party, through the little connection between the magic fields, you will greatly strengthen the suppression of your own magic field on the opponent's magic field, which is - magic coercion. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Yan couldn't help but be distracted for a moment, recalling the Styx Lake he had visited when he participated in the trial with Alice at the beginning of the year, and it was the chill he felt in the Styx Lake at that time that gave Fang Yan the idea of pondering the magic of willpower. In the end, although he didn't succeed in creating a magic, he figured out such a trick.

"It's a very difficult operation!" Akihari exclaimed. "I guess there are very few people in the wizarding world who can do it."

The "magic coercion" technique of dialects is not complicated to say, and Qiu Zhang can easily understand the specific method, but she also knows that she can't do what dialects say at all. Not only himself, but just sensing the other party's magic frequency, I'm afraid that he can stump nine out of nine wizards in the magic world.

Fang Yan smiled lightly, he also knew the limitations of his technique, and only an existence with a very keen innate spiritual sense like him could easily perceive the frequency of magic without much effort. If you are someone else, let alone sense the magic frequency of others, just their own, they may not be able to sense it easily.

"It's a pity!" Fang Yan sighed secretly, he has not been able to really open his own wizard inheritance and carry out wizard enlightenment, otherwise, as long as he can successfully open up the spiritual sea, he will be able to master the power of the spirit, and if he wants to achieve the effect of magic coercion, he only needs a light spiritual shock is enough, why do you need to be so troublesome.

The time was soon twelve o'clock at noon in the pleasant conversation between the two. Not long after Dialect and Chozhang returned to the carriage, Hermione and Neville returned disappointed, and judging by their expressions, Dialect knew that the search for Toad Levle was not going well.

Speaking of dialects, I also wondered, why did the Longbottom family give Neville a toad with invisible blood, so that he could play hide and seek with Neville?

Putting aside the weird thoughts in his head, Fang Yan rubbed his stomach, he felt a little hungry.

Since Fang Yan insisted on practicing knight swordsmanship and national art every day, his appetite began to increase dramatically, and his body's digestion and absorption of energy far exceeded that of ordinary people, which also made Fang Yan have to eat a lot of high-energy food every day to keep his body growing and consuming.

It's a pity that this world is not like other worlds with extraordinary powers, where there are many monsters, monsters and other creatures with powerful energy in their bodies. Although there are magical creatures in this world, they are scarce in number, and they are protected animals by the Ministry of Magic, and dialects cannot use them as daily food.

"Let's go, let's go have lunch!" Fang Yan suddenly stood up from his seat and spoke.

Several people present did not object, and stood up with the dialect one after another.

Hermione put down the book in her hand with some reluctance, although she felt that she was not hungry, but looking at Akihari and Neville next to her with a look of approval, she also did not object out of voice.

Naturally, there is also a restaurant on the train.

The train departs King's Cross at 11 a.m. and takes a full nine hours to reach Hogwarts, so it's impossible for students to spend all of their time on bento boxes and snacks, so the presence of the restaurant is a must.

The reason why it is not explained in the original book is simply because people's eyes are on the protagonist Harry Potter, Harry bought a lot of snacks on the train for lunch, but everyone misunderstood that there was no restaurant on the train.

At this moment, Fang Yan and Qiu Zhang and their party came to the restaurant located in the middle of the train.

In the middle of the train, two whole cars have been converted into cafeterias, but there are still not enough seats for hundreds of students.

At this time, it was meal, and many students had already appeared in the cafeteria, sitting together in twos and threes.

Fang Yan and Qiu Zhang and the others passed through the crowd, intending to find a place to sit by the window. Along the way, from time to time, senior students who recognized the dialect greeted him warmly, and the dialect had to smile and nod in response.

"Whew~ I'm so tired!" Finally found an empty seat by the window, Fang Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and shook his head after sitting down. He kept nodding his head just now, and his neck was sore.

Qiu Zhang had been by Fang Yan's side for a long time, and he had long been used to this, so he just pursed his lips and smiled silently. On the contrary, Hermione and Neville were still immersed in the scene just now and did not come back to their senses.

Although they knew that the dialect was famous among wizards of the same age, they did not expect the dialect to have such a great reputation in the school. As far as they had just seen, there were even senior students in the sixth and seventh grades who took the initiative to greet the dialect.

For a moment, the eyes of the two looking at Fang Yan became adoring.

As several people sat down, a menu suddenly appeared in front of them.

The food on the train is also taken care of by the house elves, and the number is not as much as in the school cafeteria, only a dozen or so, which is not as fast as the food served in the school cafeteria. The good thing is that you can choose to order food in the car, and what you can eat at school is more a matter of luck.

Dialects pick up the menu.

The menu looks like a thin sheet of paper, but the dialect finds it surprisingly rich.

"Oh, it turned out to be the effect of a spell." Feeling the magic fluctuating on the menu, he stopped paying attention to the dialect and focused his gaze on the contents of the menu.

Skip the Hogwarts logo at the beginning, and below the sign is the menu menu.

The catalogue is divided into several large sections according to the food category, and there are several sub-categories according to different countries under the large category, and finally there are rows of beautiful English written dish names.

The dialect took a closer look and found that there are all the world's major cuisines such as English, French, and Italian, among which the dialect also found the name of the Chinese cuisine.

I was about to order a Chinese dish, but after thinking about it, the Chinese dishes made by foreigners generally changed the taste to the one that was more suitable for them, and in the eyes of the dialect, the taste was weird, and it was not authentic at all.

After thinking about it, Fang Yan still ordered a pasta and an American steak, and as for British cuisine, forget it. Hehe, the name of the king of British dark cuisine is not called for nothing.

Looking up, Fang Yan couldn't help but grin. He found that the other three had also ordered other cuisines, thinking that they were all fed up with the torture of British cuisine.

Let's stop talking, let's eat!

While Fang Yan was feasting in the restaurant, he was being discussed elsewhere on the train.

"How's it going, have you found out the details of that damn guy? Is he a mudblood? Draco Malfoy asked Gal Crabbe, who had just returned to the carriage, with an eager expression.

At this time, Draco Malfoy's heart was very hopeful that the dialect was also a mudblood, so that he would have enough confidence to deal with the dialect.