readx;? The Significance of Chapter 515**

Now he is truly the most powerful young wizard the wizarding world has ever seen, and he will become the most powerful wizard the wizarding world has ever seen. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Voldemort could never surpass him, either at his age or now. Voldemort will improve, he will only progress faster.

Voldemort was difficult to deal with, but that was all, when Voldemort fantasized about being everyone's parent, everyone's faith, he never saw the boundless starry sky.

Voldemort is, after all, just a conspiracy careerist, his pattern is not big enough, or rather, his brain is not big enough.

No matter how powerful Voldemort was, his eyes were only on his own rule, and he could only see his own one-third of an acre of land.

Voldemort neither had room for people, nor did he push the limits of the world. He is just a mortal after all, even if he changes the body of the basilisk, his mind is also filled with mortal **.

The next morning, the sun rose in the east, and the morning air was still a little fresh and cold.

George woke up early from bed, and he had long since become accustomed to a regular schedule, which could not be changed whether it was a holiday or a weekend.

He got out of bed, pulled his gym clothes out of the closet, and put on the heavy, tight gym clothes, he walked out of the bedroom and knocked on Harry's door.

Harry seemed to be resting well, perhaps because of last night's reminder, or maybe because of the special incense, and he seemed to be in good spirits.

George pointed to the closet in Harry's room and said, "There's the gym clothes I prepared in there, you can change into them too." After washing, we need to go out for a workout before we come back for breakfast. ”

"Alright, don't be sluggish, hurry up, I'll go downstairs first. With that, he ignored Harry and hurried downstairs.

He got downstairs and washed up and walked around the yard for a while before Harry hobbled down in his gym clothes.

"George, this dress is so heavy. Harry said awkwardly as he tugged at the strange gym clothes.

George smiled lightly and said, "It's special clothes, you need to get used to it." You have a good foundation, but your constitution is too weak. It's not a good thing for you, or for the magic you master. ”

"But aren't we wizards, do we need such a special exercise?" Harry felt a little awkward in his tight gym clothes, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"A powerful wizard is not a sleek, waver of a wand can solve everything. When facing Voldemort, you can't beat it, or at least you have to dodge. George said disapprovingly.

"Okay, don't talk about it yet, move first, follow me. He ran forward, waving his hand for Harry to follow.

Under the sun, two running teenagers, chasing the direction of the sun, strode towards the direction of the mountain.

This kind of running was definitely not good training for Harry.

It didn't take long for the novelty of the beginning to wear off completely, and he even preferred to go to Snape's Potions class.

The gym clothes on his body were like a suit of armor, pressing tightly on his body.

As he ran, he began to have difficulty breathing, and his feet felt like they were filled with lead. The icy air, through his breath, entered his lungs, causing his chest to swell for a while.

He only felt that his vision was beginning to blur, and he could only look closely at George's back, desperately trying to take steps.

"Focus on your breath and follow my rhythm," George's voice came from the front with a peculiar tone.

Click, click, follow George's bizarre steps, follow the rhythm of his breathing.

The power came out of nowhere, slowly, slowly, slowly, and running didn't seem to be so difficult.

Blood and magic seemed to flow slowly through the body with the blood vessels as they breathed and ran.

In an exhausted body, there always seems to be strength seeping out of the body.

With every run and every breath, there is a new force, converging from an unknown place, trickling but continuous. Harry had never known that his body had so much potential, he had never known that he could run so well.

Click, click, they ran all the way, all the way forward.

They ran through dew-stained meadows, through lush forests, over verdant ponds, over rolling hills, all the way to the foot of a gravel cliff.

Harry was so tired that he was about to lie down, and he had no strength for a long time.

He had been relying on George's magical rhythm and guidance to run all the way down.

All the strength in his body had long been squeezed out, and the strength that would have come out of his body little by little disappeared without a trace the moment he stopped. He was about to lose the strength to breathe.

He lay limp on the ground, his mouth and nose together, breathing like a bellows. Because he was breathing too hard, his chest was pulled even more uncomfortable, making him breathless.

"Come and drink it," George poured him a bottle of pale red liquid, "it's a stamina potion that can replenish your consumption, and you'll be fine after a little rest." ”

"Then there's another benefit of gym clothes,"

He gently touched Harry's body, and the heavy, tight-fitting gym suit began to contract with the rhythm, like countless hands massaging Harry's body.

The warm current from the stamina potion ran down his throat, smoothing the tingling pain in Harry's chest and flowing into Harry's stomach. It flowed through Harry's stomach and through his body, penetrating into every vein and every inch of Harry's skin under the massage of his gym clothes.

The comfort after this extreme exercise made his whole body flutter, as if lying in the clouds, and he couldn't help but be so comfortable that he was about to moan.

"Slowly you'll get used to this," George said lightly.

Then, he ignored the exhausted Harry, who continued to move his body beside him.

George added a "gravity spell" to himself, making his body heavier, and began to work out formally, which was just a warm-up for him.

He condensed a stone stick from the ground, and under the influence of the gravity spell, he waved it. Exercising every muscle of oneself and pressing every bit of potential in the body.

He explained to Harry in between events.

"Wizards master magic, not spells, and spells only allow you to use special means. Magic can change everything. ”

(To be continued.) )