"Then Harry, goodbye to our school. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ignoring Draco Malfoy, who looked courteous, he nodded to Harry in dialect, and walked straight between Goyle and Crabbe with Qiu Zhang, and Shi Shiran walked out of the carriage.

In the carriage, only a few people were left in place to look at each other, and the carriage was extremely quiet for a while.

Harry and Ron's mouths were wide open, stunned as they watched everything that happened in front of them, when did Malfoy speak so well?!

Not to mention Ron, who had a feud with the Malfoy family, even Harry, who had only seen Draco Malfoy twice, could easily judge that with Draco Malfoy's character, it was impossible for him to do such a thing to someone he didn't know.

In Draco Malfoy, the arrogance of nobility had been deeply imprinted in his bones, how could he become like this under two sentences in dialect.

"It can't be his head pumping, right!?" Harry and Ron looked at each other to make sure they were right, and the thought crossed their minds at the same time.

Lifting his jaw, which was about to fall to the ground, the two of them couldn't help but look at Draco Malfoy with strange eyes.

At this point, Draco Malfoy seemed to have just recovered from the pressure of the dialect. When he saw the eyes that Harry and Ron threw at him, his face couldn't help but turn blue and white, and an indescribable sense of shame welled up in his heart.

"Humph!" Draco Malfoy, who felt that he had no face to stay here any longer, let out a heavy snort from his nostrils, turned around and walked briskly away towards the outside of the carriage, forgetting to even say a cruel word.

When Draco Malfoy had already walked outside the door, he found that his two henchmen were still stupidly standing still, and he couldn't help but be even more angry.

"You two idiots, what are you doing standing there stupidly, don't you leave quickly!" He roared.

"Oh~" Goyle and Crabbe reacted as if they had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly chased after Draco Malfoy's figure.

Whew......

By the time the footsteps outside the door were gone, Harry and Ron couldn't hold back the smiles on their faces.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death!" Ron smiled and collapsed on the saddle of the car holding his stomach, "Malfoy actually has today, it's so happy!" Haha......"

Harry was much more reserved, and he could still keep his sitting posture undeformed, but looking at his trembling shoulders, I knew how uncomfortable he was.

The two laughed for a while, and Harry asked Ron about his doubts.

"What the hell just happened?" Harry's face was filled with deep doubt, "Malfoy obviously doesn't know Shaun, how could he be afraid of him being like this?" ”

Ron also felt strange, the Weasleys and the Malfoys were feuding, and it was common sense that the enemies who knew themselves best were always yours, and he was naturally familiar with the Malfoys' style.

"There's something really wrong," Ron also came back to his senses, but he didn't think too much about it, "but maybe this may be the way the aristocracy treats the strong, after all, Sean is really strong." ”

As he spoke, he sneered disdainfully, "As far as Draco Malfoy's appearance of bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, this performance in front of Sean is no exception. ”

Harry nodded noncommittally, for some reason, he always felt that things were not as simple as Ron thought.

On the other side, Draco Malfoy, who had left Harry's carriage in a hurry, was in his carriage with a dejected face.

"Damn, who the hell is this bastard!" Draco Malfoy's delicate little face flushed, he had never met anyone who dared to treat him like this since he was a child, and what made him even more resentful was that he had shamefully yielded.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and Draco Malfoy couldn't figure out why he had given in so easily. Even if the dialect did put a lot of pressure on him, he would never be able to do it since he was a child.

"You two," Draco Malfoy whispered as he turned his head to Goyle and Crabbe, startling the two men who had been pretending to be ostriches behind him, "now go out and ask what that damn guy is all about, how dare you do this to Master Ben!" ”

After roaring, Draco Malfoy whispered to himself with a gloomy face, "If you're also a mudblood or a half-blood, then don't blame me for being rude!" ”

Goyle and Crabbe shuddered, they had never seen such an angry Draco Malfoy. The two glanced at each other, and retreated from the carriage in a witty manner, looking for someone to inquire about the news in the dialect.

Fang Yan and Qiu Zhang also returned to their carriage at this time.

The carriage was empty, and Hermione, who was still helping Neville find his toad, didn't come back.

Returning to his seat, Qiu Zhang supported his chin with both hands and looked at Fang Yan with a curious expression, "Sean, was that magic just now?" ”

She also had a vague sense that something was wrong with Draco Malfoy's state just now, but she wasn't sure if it was magic.

"Hmm." Fang Yan nodded slightly, "It's not magic yet, it's just a small application of magic." But if you use it well, you won't lose to any magic. ”

"How?" Qiu Zhang suddenly became interested.

The dialect patiently explained: "Magic is a transcendent existence in itself, a kind of rule power. And all magic is just a skill created by the development and use of magic power, which can be used more conveniently and effectively.

The little trick I used just now is to bring out a little bit of the magic itself. This brings us to the field contained in the magic itself-" Speaking of this, Fang Yan paused, and asked Qiu Zhang, who was looking at him with a pair of big eyes, "You know what a field is, right?" What the Muggles call a magnetic field? ”

Seeing Qiu Zhang nodded, Fang Yan continued, "And magic, like everything in the world, also has its own magnetic field, I named him the magic field."

A magic field is different from a normal magnetic field, it is a special field emitted by the magic itself when it is combined with an object. Therefore it must have an attachment, which can be living or non-living.

The magic field is not static, it fluctuates as the person or object itself becomes strong or weak. In other words, the stronger the person, the stronger the magic field emitted by the magic in the body.

Because the magic field emitted by the magic in the body of ordinary wizards is very weak, people don't feel strong or even basically don't feel it, so they can't talk about application. It's different with powerful wizards, like Dumbledore—"

Saying this, Fang Yan paused for a moment, and then continued after regrouping his thoughts: "Just like Dumbledore, ordinary wizards will instinctively feel cramped and uneasy when standing in front of him.

This is because, to the level of Dumbledore's powerhouse, the strength of the magic field emitted by the magic power in their bodies has long exceeded that of ordinary wizards. Even if Dumbledore didn't use it deliberately, the natural divergence of the magic field would form a kind of suppression of the magic field of ordinary wizards, and the greater the difference in strength, the greater this suppression. ”

Qiu Zhang looked at Fang Yan with some abruptness and some admiration, "So, Sean, your strength is far better than that Draco Malfoy, so you can play the role just now." ”

Fang Yan shook his head, "I'm just talking about the natural suppressive effect of the magic force field, in fact, this suppressive effect is not of much use, it can only make people feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts." And to achieve the effect I have caused today is far from being able to be achieved by the natural suppression of the magic field. This is where some tricks come in. ”

"I've named this technique - Magical Coercion."