Looking at the thick stick in his hand, which was not much shorter than himself, Harry blinked and turned to look at Severus.

"Shouldn't I be a magician?" Harry asked.

"That's it." Severus replied with a cold face.

If it was possible, of course, he also wanted Harry to be able to practice as a magician normally, but it was obviously impossible for Harry to continue to cultivate like this.

Severus, who is proficient in Potions and is also Team Rocket's Potions, has a special skill in analysis, and knew the specialness of this child not long after Harry was born.

There is no doubt that Harry is a child who possesses wizard's blood, and he has a strong aptitude for magic.

However, there are many special circumstances in his body, and the composition of his body is by no means the composition of an ordinary magician, or rather, it is completely different from the composition of ordinary people!

That kind of body structure, if Severus hadn't inferred it wrong, should have had a huge impact on Harry as he grew up.

This effect is not visible at the moment, which is why Dumbledore and the others are so enthusiastic about cultivating Harry.

But if this effect can be clearly expressed by the time it is clear, I am afraid that even if Dumbledore thinks more about Harry, it will be impossible to protect him.

This kid is so special, he has an incomparably huge impact on this magical world!

Severus knew that Harry's future would probably have to face a situation where the world was invincible, so he had to train him well so that he could gain superhuman abilities!

"A magician not only needs strong magical power, but also a very important part, and you are still young. There's no need to learn those magic that are too powerful, it's the right solution to improve your body! Severus said.

The body lì and the like, apparently a disguise.

Severus's true goal was for Harry to gain the same telekinetic powers as Lily!

Lily's mindfulness Severus had heard her say it, and knew that it was a very special ability.

Severus himself would never have succeeded in cultivating. However, he had a lot of ideas about the development of the Nianqi, and he also had some vague guesses, suspecting that once this Nianqi was successfully developed, it would become a powerful adaptive ability, and perhaps it would be able to make Harry's body more reinvigorated.

Harry didn't train with the other students at Hogwarts, so he naturally didn't know if normal magicians needed to improve their bodies.

So, only according to Severus's teachings. began to practice silently.

Severus didn't know how to use a stick, so he had to let Harry carry the stick and keep striking it forward like a bayonet, repeating it over and over again, so that he could never stop.

This was obviously quite a painful thing for Harry, who was only eleven years old.

The soreness of the muscles and the fatigue of the body were all transmitted in my mind little by little. Slowly, he had a feeling of suffocation, and he only felt that this body was as heavy as a thousand pounds. Even if I moved a little bit, I was in pain, and I wanted to throw down the wooden stick in my hand and take a good rest.

But Severus wouldn't let him do that.

As soon as he saw Harry slackening, Severus threw a spell at him, making Harry feel relieved.

"Is this the power of magic?" Harry thought to himself, confused. This arm is also subconsciously a little faster.

But the movement of his arm is quite strange.

Obviously, the body can no longer feel any discomfort, but this arm is not much faster, although the situation has improved. But the result of this improvement is really a little bit worse!

This made Harry feel a lot of depression in his heart, but he gave birth to a momentum of not admitting defeat.

He said in his heart, obviously at the beginning before, he was still able to hold on for such a long time, and now that his body has recovered from fatigue, then he should definitely not slack off!

Immediately, he was stunned and condensed, and slammed his arm forward.

But the body didn't just say that he would persevere, and it didn't take long for him to feel the feeling of powerlessness again, and his speed slowed down again.

Severus did not hesitate, and immediately gave him another spell.

After a few times like this, when Harry felt the fatigue in his body again, his arm had begun to move mechanically at a steady speed, although his body still had no strength, but this arm had no intention of stopping!

At the same time, inside his body, a strange power began to slowly poke out of his heart, following the extremely twisted magic circuit in his body, gently circulating, and after a while, it was already submerged in the brain.

The drowsy brain, which had long been no longer supported by much spiritual power, suddenly became agitated, and even quieted down again.

The first link between magic and spiritual power was obviously a failure.

However, there has already been an attempt, a second, a third will always come.

And if you can't succeed once, can't you succeed twice, three times, or ten million times!

……

The sun is shining, but in the dense forest, it still looks extremely oppressive.

Hermione walked slowly through the forest, her eyes did not have the same look as before, but her eyes were blank, and there was a faint crimson light shining in them, which was extremely terrifying.

Her steps were very slow, and she landed silently, but step by step, there was a strong dark aura that kept circulating, spreading in all directions, and in an instant, the fallen leaves on the ground, which still looked emerald green, were turned into ashes.

The footsteps are steady, but they are in the shadows.

The rich moisture sprinkled on her face, and Hermione shuddered at the time, and the look in her eyes also returned quickly.

She looked around suspiciously, and in her mind, she couldn't imagine how she got here.

But at this moment, suddenly a black light flickered, and in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen pitch-black figures had fallen in front of her.

The pitch-black robes, metal masks, and the figures are as if they were nothing, like real people but like phantoms, which is very weird.

"Who are you?" Hermione clenched the wand in her hand, hating herself for not learning Defence Against the Dark Arts, "You brought me here?" ”

The more than a dozen figures flickered, and after a while, a woman slowly walked out, took off her mask, and revealed the face of an oriental woman.

"We called you here, and you appeared here step by step." The woman's voice felt a little empty, not like the voice of a real individual.

If Dumbledore were here, he would look very good when he touched him.

If he still knew this woman, he would naturally know that she was the Japanese girl Shida Nao who belonged to Voldemort back then.

After entering Voldemort's tutelage, Shida Nao's strength increased greatly, and Dumbledore was not the only one who knew about it. But Nao Shida, who is standing here at this time, has the same face as back then, which is not something that people can ignore casually.

Nearly forty years have passed without the same appearance, which is also an extremely rare thing in the wizarding world!

But it was Hermione standing here at this time, and she certainly didn't feel anything strange.

No, to be exact, Hermione's concern at this time was a more important matter.

After Nao Shida spoke, her head tingled, and then, inexplicable scenes suddenly appeared in her mind.

Beasts, giants, and many strange and magical creatures surrounded him, each with a ferocious appearance, and a mouth that grew as if it wanted to swallow itself!

But in the next moment, blood bloomed out, and the crimson instantly disappeared all sight, Hermione's eyes were black, and her consciousness had returned again!

"What is this?" Hermione's mouth trembled slightly, and she asked.

"This is the real you, located at the apex of living beings, born with strength beyond all people, should be standing at the top of the world, let everyone live according to the laws you set, let all living things grow and survive according to the laws you set, the darkest, most terrifying, the greatest heir to the Dark Lord Voldemort!" Shida Nao said coldly.

Hermione's body shook, and she looked at the group of people in front of her in horror, "What are you talking nonsense!" ”

"We haven't talked nonsense, you should know what kind of power you have." Nao Shida stretched out a finger and gently touched Hermione's forehead, "Awaken your strength and embrace the dark world you should master!" ”

Airplanes!

As soon as he pointed down, the boundless darkness instantly surrounded Yiqiqidu.

Hermione's eyes changed, and a crimson glow once again revealed through the pupils.

She looked at the group of Death Eaters with a hideous face, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, "What are you talking nonsense, I don't understand!" But I know that you are my servants, and you are not qualified to stand before me! ”

Poof!

It didn't even take Hermione to give any commands, and the group of Death Eaters were already on their knees.

Then, the neat cry instantly resounded in the forest, "I have seen my master, Lord Voldemort!" ”

Unbridled laughter burst out of Hermione's mouth, and the madness in those eyes only struggled for a moment, and then disappeared in an instant, replaced by endless killing intent and a breath of madness that rushed into the sky!

But at this moment, not far from the forest where this group of masters existed, no one noticed that there was a small figure hiding there.

Shivering, but the fist was clenched tightly, and the light in his eyes was clearly mixed with anger and pain...... (To be continued......)