Early the next morning, Dialect waited at the manor for John, who had arrived in a hurry. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a night of buffering, John's excitement had subsided a lot. Although compared to the usual calmness, the aura on John's body at this moment still seems to fluctuate slightly, but he can still maintain a state of nearly seven or eighty percent.

But the premise is to ignore the puffiness in the corner of his eye.

Noticing the eyes of the tongue, John smiled slightly awkwardly: "Let you see the laughing boss, I was so excited yesterday that I didn't fall asleep until after two o'clock in the morning." ”

He frowned, but Fang Yan didn't say anything more. He also knew in his heart that even if he changed John's role to another person at this moment, he might not be much better than John.

However, it is not a good thing to keep John in this state all the time, and it will have some influence on the rest of his experiments...... After a moment of silence, Fang Yan decided to help him in other ways.

"Drink it!" A vial of lilac-tinged potion was tossed towards John.

"What is this?"

Facing John's puzzled eyes, Fang Yan said lightly: "The effect of the tranquilizer is to calm the mind and calm the mood." ”

"Ordinary people can use it too!"

The reason why this sentence is added at the end of the dialect is because most of the potions in the Harry Potter world are actually not suitable for ordinary people.

Generally speaking, although the potion comes from the potion itself, in the process of brewing the potion, the wizard will inevitably use magic to operate, so that a little bit of the potions master's magic will remain in the potion.

For other wizards, the effect of this bit of magic is minimal, and it will basically dissipate as soon as the magic in the wizard's body is impacted. But for those ordinary people who don't have the slightest magic in their bodies, the little magic left in the potion has a greater impact, and it will continue to erode and destroy their bodies as the effect of the medicine is exerted.

In fact, in the magical world, it is not impossible to solve this problem, but the process will be more troublesome, requiring potions masters to add a few more processes when making potions.

Therefore, in order to save trouble, the potions sold in potions shops are usually prototype potions that have not been processed through special processes. And if you want to buy potions that ordinary people can use, in addition to finding a potions master to customize them, you can go to St. Mungo's Hospital to buy them. It was the only place in the entire British wizarding world that was openly sold for potions suitable for ordinary people.

Of course, the bottle of "tranquilizing potion" in John's hand was naturally not purchased at St. Mungo's Hospital, because Fang Yan himself was a highly accomplished potions master.

Although the level of potions in dialects cannot be compared with Snape and other potions masters, it is still easy to refine ordinary medium and high-grade potions. This kind of "tranquilizing elixir" came from a batch of potions that Fang Yan had personally refined not long ago.

It is worth mentioning that these potions are all trait versions that can be used by ordinary people.

A hint of emotion flashed in John's eyes, but he naturally understood the character of his boss after following Fang Yan for two years, so he didn't say anything to thank him, and directly unscrewed the bottle and tilted his head.

"Gollum—"

Potions in the world of Harry Potter are fun, and the effects of the potions are always immediate. I saw that John had just swallowed the lilac liquid into his stomach, and the spiritual qi in his body suddenly changed.

A feeling of refreshment filled John's whole body and mind, making him feel as if he had taken a hot spring bath and then slept until he woke up naturally.

More importantly, John felt that his mind, which had been fluctuating since yesterday, was now surprisingly quiet.

The effect of the potion was so miraculous that a hint of surprise flashed in John's eyes, but it quickly dissipated again. The dialects that noticed this were also unsure whether it was John's own concentration that was strong enough, or the effect of the "tranquilizer".

……

On the second floor of the manor, at the end of the corridor, near the storage room, there is a hidden portal, but because the portal has been forbidden by the dialect, this portal is invisible to ordinary people.

John followed Fang Yan all the way here, and he saw his boss stretch out his palm and slap it on a blank wall, and a delicate portal slowly emerged on the wall from nothing.

"Magic is magical!"

Although he had seen many unscientific things around the dialect, every time he saw it, John's heart was still full of shock.

But this time, in addition to the shock, there was also a trace of fire lurking in John's heart, because he himself was about to master this power.

Click!

Before the dialect could make any moves, the door opened automatically.

Crossing Fang Yan's shoulder, John stole a glance inside, and found that the room was filled with a faint white halo, and he couldn't see anything from the door to the inside.

"Come in."

The tongues greeted John, and then led the way through the door. And the next moment he raised his foot and stepped over the threshold, a passage as narrow as a sheep's intestine path revealed from the white halo behind the door.

John hurried to follow Shang Yan's pace and walked towards the white world inside the door.

To John's surprise, the area of the room under his feet was unusually large, and he still hadn't seen the end of the room after walking in a straight line nearly twenty meters away following the dialect. This is completely inconsistent with the size of the exterior volume of the manor building.

"Is it the power of magic?"

John muttered to himself.

This is not a question sentence, the scene in front of him, combined with the identity of his boss, can easily make John set his eyes on the magical magical power.

Of course, John doesn't understand that what he sees as magic is actually the effect of sorcery from another world. And what he was thinking about at the moment was what kind of great power magic was, and how could it be able to change the size of space!

Always walking in the same color and the same environment, it is easy to make people feel irritable in their hearts, but fortunately, whether it is dialect or John, the mind is far stronger than ordinary people, so it is not affected by the white and vast environment around it at all.

But this environment didn't last long. After walking for another ten meters, John was a little surprised to find that although there was still a white halo around him, his vision in front of him became clear.

The white light that filled the room seemed to be non-existent, and it didn't affect his vision at all.

As if sensing the curiosity in the hearts of his subordinates behind him, Fang Yan did not turn his head, but instructed as he walked: "Remember, follow my footsteps and don't walk around." ”

"These rays of light are the witchcraft halos emitted by the defense mechanisms that fill the room when they are turned on, and they themselves have the effect of interfering with the human body's vision and sense of direction."

Fang Yan didn't seem to know what effect his words would have on the psychology of the subordinates behind him, and he was still casually explaining there.

"Basically, these places covered by light are equipped with lethal witchcraft traps, as long as you take the wrong step......"

The tongues didn't go on, but John, who had been following him all the time, didn't wonder what would happen if someone made a mistake.

Looking at the white halos around him, John couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and his steps became more and more cautious.

If someone was watching from the side at this moment, it would not be difficult to find that John was now walking on the footprints of the dialect at almost every step, for fear that he would accidentally walk into the range shrouded by the white halo next to him.

……

The real laboratory seems to be completely different from the environment just now.

It was a small room, and the white halos were no longer visible in the room, but John didn't think that the defense mechanism here would be simpler than the way he had traveled before.

In the center of the room, there is a large semi-circular experimental table, which looks like a place used for experiments in dialects on weekdays. At this point, however, everything on the bench was temporarily packed, leaving only enough space for an adult to lie down.

John had some doubts in his heart, but as the moment approached, he became uneasy, and the originally suppressed excitement in his heart dissipated a lot.

But what should come is always coming.

As the dialect asked, John climbed onto the lab table and lay down after stripping off his clothes until he was reduced to a pair of underwear. The metallic test bench gave John an exceptionally cold feeling, making him suddenly feel like a lamb lying on a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.

In fact, the guinea pig on the laboratory table should be no different from the fish on the cutting board.

Click!

The sound of several mechanical snaps suddenly sounded in the room.

Several stout metal locks emerged from the bench, holding John's body firmly to it.

Fang Yan's face was serious, "John, I'm going to strengthen you from now on." This process is sure to be accompanied by intense pain. But in order to get the most out of the reinforcement, you have to stay awake the whole time. ”

"Remember, the longer you persist in this process, the better the reinforcement will work on you!"

"I see, boss. I'm going to stick to it! ”

John wanted to nod, but found that his neck was also immobilized and could not move at all, and he could only express his determination to the dialect with his eyes and words.

……

Two hours later, Fang Yan looked at John, who was already covered with dense rune patterns, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Now comes the crux of the experiment!"

He raised his left hand and swiped it through the void.

Airplanes!

Triggered by the spiritual power of the dialect, the various runes covering the surface of John's body couldn't help but light up with scarlet light one after another.

These rune patterns, which were mainly drawn from the blood of high-level magical creatures and mixed with ink concocted from a variety of precious magical materials, were now deeply embedded in John's skin as if they were red-hot soldering irons.

"Ahh

How could John, who was just an ordinary human being, be able to remain calm in this torture-like pain? He immediately roared loudly from the intense pain that pierced his heart.

John's body also involuntarily began to swing violently under the stimulation of severe pain, but fortunately, Fang Yan had already expected this scene to happen, and fixed John's body on the experimental table in advance.

In front of the experimental table, Fang Yan's face was expressionless, as if he had not been affected at all, and the movements in his hands were still unhurried.

Soon, stimulated by the spiritual power of the dialect, all the rune patterns on John's body had been activated, and a witchcraft array with complex patterns emerged from the surface of John's body.

At this moment, John was already tortured by the severe pain in his body and even had no strength to howl.

"Hold on!"

The voice of the dialect, mixed with mental power, suddenly sounded in John's mind, and his almost blurred mind was awakened for a moment.

Gritting his teeth to endure the sharp pain in his body, John didn't say a word, he was trying to keep himself from passing out like this. He remembered what he had just said in tongues.

"The longer you hold on, the better the effect of the reinforcement!"

John's willpower is already good among ordinary people, but there are times when the pain is so intense that it cannot be resisted by willpower alone.

With the movement of the dialect, the witchcraft array, which was composed of countless runes, began to penetrate under the skin on John's body.

The Witchcraft Array seemed to be just an illusory thing made of energy, but when it actually fell on John, it made him feel like a red iron needle, constantly drilling into his body.

At this moment, John couldn't hold on any longer, and under the effect of the human body's self-protection mechanism, his consciousness fell directly into a deep coma.

"Alas!"

Fang Yan couldn't help but sigh, even if he regretted John's coma, he was ridiculous because of his previous naivety.

"I thought a little worse before," the movements in Fang Yan's hand still did not stop, but he also subconsciously slowed down a little. "The full version of the enhancement brings a little too much pain to the human body, unless it is really the kind of will that is as hard as iron, it is impossible to maintain a clear consciousness during the strengthening process!"

"It seems that if you want to use the reinforcement plan on other people in the future, it is better to reduce the intensity a little. The effect is a little worse, it is almost there. ”

The red light gradually faded on John's body, and it took a full ten minutes for the witchcraft array to complete all the imprints from skin to bones to internal organs.

If you dissect John at this moment, you will find that the bones and various organs in his body are imprinted with intricate patterns. These patterns are connected to each other, forming a dense network in John's body. And this network, in the future, will also replace the meridians and trachea in John's body, and will be used for the dredging and operation of energy in the body in the future.

In other words, the dialect is a rigid shape of a set of energy channels in John's body.