Harry hadn't been dead since the beginning, he had just fallen into suspended animation, and the reason for all of this had to be told a few days ago. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's really interesting magic, I didn't expect this kind of fun magic here. Harry, who was sitting on the grass, said with relish as he looked at the colorless handwriting in front of him.

Suspended animation, is a special means of life-saving that belongs to our clan, at that time we lived in the deep forest with those ancient beasts, in order to survive, one of the ancestors inadvertently invented this similar to magic, but it is not a means of magic, let's call this means magic, this magic can make people fall into a state of suspended animation, that is, the heart does not beat, the nose does not breathe, the whole person seems to be dead, this magic is to deal with the brutal giant bear, they do not like to eat dead food, but one thing needs to be noted, this kind of trick can only be used to play, to deceive the kind of giant bear who only has brute strength but no IQIf you lie to people, you must be sure that there is no corpse in the dead, because have you ever seen the corpse of a dead person still warm, and will the blood flow unimpeded?

Although I don't know who wrote it down, but it's inexplicably interesting and intimate, Harry smiled, but he can't be so busy, every second counts.

Just as he was about to put away the handwriting floating in front of him, Harry's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he stopped the hand floating in the air and took it back.

Harry thought of a way, it seems that this method is not bad, Harry has learned the basic magic that a magician will use, as long as a magician has a little talent in this area, he can use it, Harry naturally needless to say, he has mastered these basic magic, but it is just to deepen the use of it.

Firelight, as the name suggests, can light a small pinch of flames similar to candle burning on your fingers to illuminate a certain field of vision, and can be used when walking at night when it is dark, as a simple lamp, and the consumption of magic is small, but it should be noted that a gust of wind can easily blow out the small flames on your fingers, so the average magician just learns to play.

This most basic magic doesn't need a spell, and a slight thought in your heart will come out.

But Harry found that this seemingly weak and powerless fire technique for children to play with had a lot of room for improvement, if you increased the magic of supply, how would the fire on your fingers change? Hair and eyebrows burned out, Harry was like this, full of hopeful experiments, and as a result, he burned himself half to death, with no clothes or hair on his body, like a walking humanoid charred charcoal, this is his spiritual world, not his entity, this is just his consciousness, there is no pain, otherwise Harry will definitely leave a mental illness.

This magical place can simulate a situation similar to the real world, saving Harry a lot of trouble, like his own independent laboratory, whatever he wants, as long as he moves his consciousness, it will return to its original state, including his current image of Black Charcoal.

Failure, or failure, the improvement based on the fire technique or continue to fail, Harry no longer knows how many times he has failed, the charred Harry is lying on the burned grass, looking at the blue sky with big black eyes, sighing, obviously he understands the operation principle of this little magic, why it still fails.

Although he had been failing, Harry was not discouraged and began to attack the light clusters floating nearby, there must be some important connection between these magics, if some kind of connection between them can be found, the improvement of fire magic will definitely become much easier, with this purpose, Harry began to struggle, hard to specialize in these magic.

Harry wasn't looking aimlessly, but looking for magic of the same attribute, fire, as soon as he heard the name, he knew that it was fire-type magic, and the red light cluster was his target.

But Harry was in a difficult situation, these spells were called apprenticeship magic, and they were used by those apprentice magicians, but Harry was stunned by the large amount of complicated theoretical knowledge in these magics, what the hell were they, who was the Bard Magister?The detailed explanation of the flame grass?How to pick fire attribute ores? Oh my God, Harry just wanted to see how to use this magic and spells, why did it come with so much theoretical knowledge, and it was not a review.

Fortunately, Harry patiently flipped to the last few pages, and finally found this magic called fireball, and looked at it seriously without distractions.

Eventually, Harry flipped through several clusters of fire magic, and found that they all had a very obvious common characteristic, that is, before using these magic, he had to use something to carry these magic, commonly known as the magic wand for magicians, the withered branch.

When Harry saw this, he wondered what it was at first, but then he found that this page was very intimate with this knowledge, as if he knew that he didn't understand, and he had already prepared it.

It looks like a dead branch, but in fact they are made of a very strange magic tree, that is, a tree with magical powers, this kind of tree is different from other trees, it is very similar to the magicians in humans, only a small part of them can become magic trees. Harry remembered the dead branch that Sally had given him, it was indeed a dead branch, but it seemed to be pulled directly from the branch of that kind of tree, and it didn't even need to be processed.

But it suddenly occurred to Harry that it seemed that this thing could not be brought in, so what should I do? At this moment, Harry was in front of him, and a dead branch that was exactly the same as he imagined appeared, wasn't this the one Sally had given me? Didn't I put it in my notes, how could it be here.

Holding this dead branch, the familiar texture and weight, with the faint fragrance that belongs to the tree, this is also too real, it is really too much like in a dream, you can become what you want at will, you can do whatever you want? This place seems to have the function of being like a dream, just now I came up with the shape, smell and weight of this dead branch in my mind, and it came to mind, it is really a magical and strange place.

Forget it, now is not the time to think about it, try again, Harry began to think about chanting spells, but after thinking about it, there are no spells for firelight, do you want to come out of one? Impossible, impossible, each spell has its own special spell, although most of them are similar, only a small part of them have been changed, generally like prayers and so on.

Thinking about it, Harry couldn't figure out why he wanted to recite the incantation? In his memories of his previous life, the magicians in the movie all had to chant some kind of cow coaxing incantation, and then cast a brilliant magic, so what would happen if I didn't recite it? Anyway, I wouldn't die, so it's okay to try.

Just do it, but experiment first, Harry's mind came up with the knowledge and spells of the fireball technique he had just read, and he waved his magic wand and moved, but the mouth was tightly closed, even so, it was beyond Harry's original expectations, Harry thought that the probability of such a spell failure would be very high, but the spell was very smooth, but the fireball released by the dead branch seemed to be a little small, yes, the small one was like a ball, which made people doubt the damage of this fireball.