After experiencing the mansion destroyed by Hodge's out-of-control abilities, Devonel would not make the same mistake again, and she chose to train the two in a wooded area far from the mine hut.

This is not so much a forest as a wasteland, where the original tall and dense trees have long since been cut down, leaving only a forest of tree stump seats, and there are still some barren grasses on the ground, but more of them are bare wetlands, and even a few small hidden mires have formed.

Before they could enter the woods, they heard a strange noise not far away, which at first heard like the cracking of something, but it was also dull, as if it were enclosed in a sealed container.

Hodge distinctly felt the air around him begin to tremble, and the sound of humming lingered in his ears.

Devany stretched out her finger to summon a flash of fire, and with this flash of fire, Hodge saw the environment in front of him clearly, and the moment the light appeared, the air in front of him visibly distorted into a thin blade, which was hitting his face.

He subconsciously turned his head, it was an instinctive reaction of his body, and although this dodge seemed to have no effect, according to the trajectory of the sound blade, it could still accurately hit his face.

However, just as the sound blade was only a finger's distance from him, it suddenly changed its original trajectory in an unimaginable manner, drawing a curved line in the air, cutting it against his face, not even touching the hair on his skin, just touching the edge of the hair.

Precise control!

Hodge couldn't help but compliment: "Hera's control over her abilities has become stronger again. ”

"Well, she's making rapid progress, not to mention she's willing to spend her time practicing. Daphne glanced at him with disgust, "Not like you." ”

Hodge coughed lightly and coped with the awkward scene.

"Let's go. Devany looked at the moonlit land not far away, "She already knew we were coming. ”

They soon made their way to the depths of the woods, and by the moonlight and the stray fire floating beside Daphne, Hodge caught Hera's bewildering gaze.

She was dressed in a white velvet coat, her long, sickly gray hair was scattered over her shoulders, her eye sockets were slightly sunken, and the contours of her face were slightly shriveled, perhaps because of the temperature, and her fair cheeks were red.

She looked very thin.

But compared to a few months ago, it has recovered a lot.

From the massacre in the village to a long time afterward, Hera became extremely lethargic, often falling asleep for two-thirds of the time, without food and nourishment, and her health deteriorated.

And even in that brief waking time, she became extremely sensitive, and seemed to be full of fear of everything in the outside world, often baring her teeth and bluffing out of fear, even if she recognized Hodge and Daphne, she was still so frightened that she hid around the house when she saw them bring strange food in strange containers, and refused to swallow it with her little head tilted.

For this reason, he and Daphne were very troubled, and tried all kinds of ways, whether to coax or scare, but they could not let Hera go hungry like this.

During that time, she was as thin as a log, and she seemed to be shaky when she walked around the house, and she ran out of strength before she took two steps and was half lying on the ground panting.

Fortunately, after a period of recuperation, she finally returned to a normal life, and her body gradually recovered, and she was able to communicate with Daphne and Hodge more soberly, she used gestures, her own gestures, even if Daphne and his understanding were not bad, but it was still more difficult to recognize the specific meaning of this unfamiliar gesture in preparation, but over time, the three of them could finally have a simple communication.

She began to recognize her identity as a witch under Daphne's guidance, and began to try to use this ability of her own, which had robbed her of her voice, and she could no longer make it useless.

Her progress as a wizard can only be described as jaw-dropping, summed up in Devonne's exact words – "When a person of great talent is both hard working and hardworking, I can't think of anything that can stop her from moving forward."

It's a shame to say that although she accepted Daphne a month or two earlier than Hera, Hodge was far behind Hera on the wizarding path, and she was already able to control her abilities by the fraction, and Hodge even used them by luck.

"Hi, little Hera. Devany greeted her with a smile, "Isn't it strange how we got here?" ”

Hera nodded.

She habitually touched Hera's head, pulled a few threads and said, "Because someone has not made progress and can't control his hands, it's time to teach him a lesson and deepen his memory." ”

Hera turned her head to look at Hodge, who was embarrassed, and gave a rare shallow smile.

......

Take a deep breath. ”

"Exhale. ”

"Close your eyes. ”

"Do you feel the flow of magic?"

Hodge felt it quietly, and said uncertainly, "I can feel the flow, but as before, I still can't discern the source of the magic, it feels like it's coming slowly from all directions, without any direction." ”

"It's weird. "For us, the flow of life in the abdomen is the source of the magic, and the flow of it should be from the inside out, in every vein, in every pore, but the magic you feel is from the outside in. ”

"What's even stranger is that what you're saying is true. She put her finger on Hodge's abdomen, puzzled, "I have repeatedly observed your body in the past few months, and I have not found any signs of the existence of life flow in your body, no matter how you look at it, it is a normal ordinary body, but you can use your abilities." ”

"Why?"

"Even if you ask me, I can't give an answer. ”

Hodge folded his hands on his sides helplessly, "You said it, I'm special, so special that I don't even know what it's all about." ”

"Hmm...... Perhaps it has something to do with your inability to control. Devany clapped her hands, "Alright, that's it for the basic perceptual training, it's time to move on to the formal manipulation training, as always, this thing." ”

Devina placed an egg the size of her palm in the slightly sunken wooden mound in front of her.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary chicken and duck egg, it is surprisingly large, enough to withstand several eggs of ordinary size, it belongs to the cold wing bird in the north, when it is different from other eggs, the eggs of the cold wing bird are buried in the cold winter temperature, not to mention that the ordinary fire is difficult to cook the egg liquid, even if it is cooked, the cold will be hidden in the depths, and the whole person will be condensed into a hard ice lump along the stomach bag, no one will like this kind of food.

Hodge rubbed his fingers and stretched out his palm towards the coldwing bird's egg, trembling slightly, and a sudden bundle of accumulated heat appeared in the cold air, causing the air to distort significantly.

Devany picked up the egg, shook it for a while, felt that the egg had not changed, and shook her head: "It's too weak, strengthen it more." ”

"If only I could control the strengths and weaknesses. Hodge blew into his palm, "Then I'll try again." ”

Once.

"It's not enough, go on. ”

Twice.

"The egg wash didn't even have a small piece of solidification. ”

Several times back and forth, the result is still the same.

"Do you have the heart or not? ”

"I'm trying to try. Hodge sighed, "But...... I can't describe how it felt, but when I thought I could grab it and control it, it didn't turn out the way I thought it would. ”

"Do you think so? Do you habitually use those calculations to estimate again?"

"It's become a habit, how can it be so easy to let go. ”

"But you have to let go, at least as a wizard, you have to let go of it completely. "You should feel the magic and embrace it, rather than trying to discover its patterns and add new rules to it." ”

Hodge knew that she was completely right, that his familiar computing power allowed him to estimate the direction and probability of events, and that he could reverse the recipe and proportion of the potion, but in the use of wizarding abilities, it was useless, and magic was like a fluctuating variable, and every time he tried to incorporate this variable into the mathematical model he built, he would usher in a dismal failure.

Feel. The word was so vague that even if he tried to do it, he still didn't make much progress.

Devany walked up to him and looked at the bird's egg in the hollow of the wooden mound: "You need to perceive, to perceive what your abilities are, what they are, what they are all about, not just one side of it. ”

"Like me, the fire I was able to grasp at first, about the same as burning in a campfire. ”

She summoned a ball of flame, large but varied, with little threat other than heat and light.

"Then I started to understand it, and I wondered if her form was really only like this, or if there were other forms that I didn't understand, and I started to try to change it, and then I learned how to change it. ”

She hooked her hand slightly, and the ball of fire quickly stretched, placing it in the air as a hook, just like the shape of her fingers.

"Then I started thinking about power, there is no doubt that fire is a very threatening thing, but its form is too scattered to deal damage as directly as steel, how can it be made more powerful, and is it related to form?"

Daphne clenched her small fists, and the flames in the air generally remained the same, but they accumulated and contracted, and finally became a narrow line of fire, which was no longer as bright as the fire ball just now, but Hodge obviously felt a fierce threat on this fire line, which was far stronger than the discrete fire ball dozens of times.

"You see, shrinking the flame to a certain volume, it no longer just burns, but adds more powerful attributes, such as explosions. ”

With a thud, Hodge covered his eyes, and the line of fire exploded unexpectedly, sending up a cloud of white mist.

"And so I kept perceiving and thinking, until one day I suddenly realized that the flame was very difficult to extinguish, and that even the faintest flame would leave a little spark in the sawdust in the crevices, and when the wind would shine, it would rekindle the fire—and I would no longer have to worry about death. ”

"You see, that's all the wizard does. ”

Devany said to him earnestly, "Let go of your so-called habit, feel it, use him, and do it again." ”

Hodge took a deep breath and reached out again to meet the eggshell.

This time, the reaction was much more violent, and the heat that rose instantly enveloped a large area in the vicinity, and the shell of the cold-winged bird's egg, which had not been cooked several times before, quickly turned yellow and cracked, and shattered into countless small pieces with a click, and the egg liquid inside had already solidified into charcoal.

"Ahh

He was out of control, just as he had when he had destroyed Devonie's house.

Daphne turned into flames, and a hand knife directly stunned him, looking at Hodge who fell to the ground and no longer moved, she was full of helplessness: "It is precisely because of this that I dare not let you use your abilities casually." ”