In the end, Tolkien, who was able to use magic, was defeated by the chopsticks, and he chose to use his hands in a more direct way. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 As the saying goes, "Dumplings are wine, and the more you drink, the more you have", and with the steaming cabbage and meat dumplings and two small cold dishes, this saying has obviously influenced the big-nosed British as well. Tolkien soon lost his conversation, and the conversation was about his good friends who died on the battlefield.

Zhao Mai'an quietly acted as a listener, asking Tolkien to express his grief over the loss of his friend. The war was finally over, and the continent was able to stop for a while. Although there will be World War II, there is no need for Zhao Mai to act as an unpopular "magic stick" at this time.

"There is still one month to go until Christmas, and the New Year's Day holiday is also held together. I heard the news that the Ministry of Magic's border blockade would end before that, so I was ready to go home. Mike, come to my house for Christmas!"

"I'm afraid not. I have promised Barbara Flamel that I will go to France at Christmas to meet their families. ”

"Do you mean Barbara from the same academy as you, what grade is she, is she an adult? Don't you have Diana, why are you still provoking these things?"

"Do you want to be crooked?" Zhao Mai waved his hand vigorously: "There is an alchemist in Barbara's family that I admire very much, and I went to visit and ask for advice through her connections, but I didn't have any intentions for that little girl." And Diana is on the European continent, and I'll find a way to contact her when I get there. I just don't know what the Greek gods think about Christian festivals...... Anyway, all you have to do is know that I'm not out to harm the little girl. ”

"Oh...... Well, you're an adult, just know what to expect. Tolkien poured himself some soju, and he had drunk several glasses, but he was still not satisfied. Zhao Mai didn't expect him to like it so much, and was afraid that he would get drunk, so he kept using the Natural Force to relieve him of his hangover, which greatly extended the time for the two to talk.

The conversation turned back to Zhao Mai's potion shop, which had not opened for months, and Tolkien was still thinking about writing him signs and advertising slogans. "I really don't have time lately, I've been practicing spells. The centaurs brought me a lot of herbs, and I piled up two rooms, and they were full. I guess I'll have to end this semester to really make time. Zhao Mai also sighed a little, he never thought that he could live so fully. "This semester I've been replenishing my foundations and learning practical experience with spells from various teachers. My goal for the next semester is to consolidate my style, so I won't choose classes like this. How's your condition?"

"Fortunately, although it was a bit stressful, there was nothing wrong with passing the exam. Tolkien thought about it, and didn't tell Zhao Mai about the "Lost Story" that he had spent a lot of effort writing on it, and still kept the surprise. Originally, I wanted to invite Zhao Mai to Christmas and give him a Christmas gift, but now it seems that they won't see each other that day. However, after the holiday, he has to go back to school for exams, and then it is the winter vacation, so it's not too late to give it to him at that time.

The two of them talked for a long time, until night covered the whole of Hogwarts. Tolkien sent him away, and the fat woman looked at Zhao Mai's back, opened her mouth wide in surprise, and kept it for two days. The Gryffindor students had never figured out how Mike had passed through the gate, while the Ravenclaw students felt their faces light up and proud. Only Barbara kept jumping in frustration because she had lost Zhao Mai's trace again.

By December, the mood at the school has gradually shifted to the upcoming festival, and everyone is always looking forward to smiling on their faces. Zhao Mai also ushered in the harvest of December, and several of his tasks came to an end. Psychic abilities and the Force of Nature establish an initial communication, at least under Zhao Mai's conscious control, capable of generating interactions within his physical range, and the two can work together on top of a spell. The most significant effect change is that Zhao Mai is able to continue to cast druid spells after transforming, instead of using only the effects of psychic abilities.

Another change is in perception. With the help of the natural force as a bridge, Zhao Mai has a more keen and accurate observation of the surrounding environment. He is able to clearly "see" the trajectory of the flight of a bullet, "hear" nearby objects like sonar, and even "smell" changes in the surrounding magnetic and electric fields. Originally, he could only dodge bullets through the direction of the muzzle, but now with the help of vision, his success rate is directly five times higher, at least when facing the guns of the current world, one or two guns can no longer threaten him at all.

As a result of being "forced" to move at high speed by psychic abilities for a long time, and then often using the Force of Nature to repair the damage caused by this movement, a similar effect of "weight training" also appeared. Zhao Mai felt the Force's natural pursuit of "more beauty", so he also began to cooperate with its work to transform himself. His body began to have a tendency to become more accustomed to high-intensity and high-frequency maneuvers, and as a result, he suffered less and less damage.

This is a good phenomenon, and there have been many druids who have had similar changes. According to Xiaohua's realization, if you maintain a certain natural transformation state for a long time, the Force will also slowly affect the druid's body. There are people who can breathe through the skin underwater, there are people who can accelerate suddenly like a cheetah, and there are people who have acquired the compound eyes and dynamic vision of insects.

Zhao Mai did not learn these from the outside world, but re-energized the "bloodline" hidden in his body. In the mangrove forest, under the influence of Wadsworth, Zhao Mai once dug deep into the secrets hidden in his bloodline, and saw those functions that once appeared, but gradually disappeared in the process of evolution. That time, Zhao Mai's strength was insufficient, and his control was not enough, causing his bloodline to become unstable and almost losing his natural force. But now it was no longer what it used to be, he had understood that level, and he was capable enough to accomplish it.

He has become a little different from before, and many functions of his body have been strengthened, but judging from the characteristics of the natural force, he is still the same as Zhao Mai, which makes Xiaohua puzzled. "No one has ever done this, so Zhao Mai, you must be careful. Xiaohua expressed her worries: "If you don't look like yourself one day, and it's not caused by natural transformation, and you can't restore it, it won't be easy." ”

"Thank you for your concern, I'll be extra careful. "Zhao Mike has not forgotten the lesson of Wadsworth, so he will never make changes that cannot be reversed. Since the pre-Christmas class was relatively light, he seized the last half month to step up the dismantling and transformation of the lightsaber, so that it could be combined with his hunter blood spear to better exert its power. (To be continued.) )