Nicolame asked, "Rig, if there's anything else you can show, take it out and see." ”

In fact, he had no expectations for the next one, and he still wanted to go back to the living room for tea.

That's all the time for a little wizard.

After a year of study, Rig's ability to master the powerful spell of Flame Blazing already shows his perseverance and talent, and Nicolame is still very satisfied with the performance of this spell.

Even if Rig's other spells were of average level, or even maybe just improvised, he could say that Rig was the most gifted little wizard he had ever seen in recent years.

Nicolame guessed that Rig even had a little sense of magic, which could be said to be far beyond the ordinary.

What he needed was a genius, a genius that he hadn't seen in a century.

Nicolame, who has seen at least a few hundred little wizards, still knows a lot about the current level of magic of young wizards.

It can be said that a generation is not as good as a generation, and Nicolamay, who occasionally helps with substitute classes in Beauxbatons, often mutters, "You are the worst class I have ever led."

Rig picked up a hint in Nicolame's voice, and the corners of his mouth curled involuntarily.

Nigel and Dean on the side also couldn't suppress their excitement.

There is still a chance to show it at this time, which shows that Nicolame is still relatively satisfied with Rigger, even if he does not succeed in apprenticeship today, he should also point out Rig's invention and creation.

The worst situation is that the literati residence has another popular product.

Nigel had to take deep breaths repeatedly to make himself look less like a silly idiot.

Dean's way of expressing his happiness may be a little different from that of a normal person.

He smiled sheepishly and walked out.

A bald man smiled so shyly that Rig was so frightened that he touched his abrupt hairs, and there was a chill.

As he walked out of the room, Dean's steps became brisk as he ran towards the nearest toilet in the old mansion.

Rig groaned, he had already demonstrated his most proficient and powerful spell, what was the next one?

After much hesitation, Rig was not sure what the second-best spell he had mastered.

He'll do so much, he'll do it all over again.

Rig, who made up his mind, rolled up his sleeves and went up.

Split, flocks of birds, etc., Rig just used spells that could be used simply, and they only lasted for a few seconds before Rig himself took the initiative to cancel, just to show the number of spells he could use.

Fire Spell, Illusion Spell...... Rig's figure disappeared from time to time, and in order to show the effect of the fire curse, he also picked up a rag and threw it to Nigel.

Nigel didn't hesitate to catch it with trust in his son, and the little monkey in the circus circle was no more than that.

As soon as he got his hands on the rag, Nigel screamed, shook his hand, and threw the cloth to the ground.

Nicolame couldn't sit still, and he laughed so hard that his beard was blown.

Sitting would obstruct his vision, so Nicolame simply stood up to watch Rig's performance.

The rags that were thrown to the ground by Nigel were finally picked up by Rig and turned into a white dove and flew away.

Although it didn't fly far before it returned to the form of the rag and crashed to the ground, it was also moving.

Nicolame's mouth opened in surprise, Transfiguration was also a very important part of the alchemy course, and Rig's mastery of Transfiguration was far deeper than he expected.

If you look closely, you will see that the pigeon looks a bit like a snowy owl, with a round head and a round head, snow-white feathers, and a little spot on its wings.

Rig also changed his nature, and Harry's Hedwig was the bird he was most familiar with.

It was also a level 4 fluorescent flicker, and under the guidance of Rig's magic, it condensed into an extremely thin ray of light and swept towards the dummy, and then turned into a huge ball that stuck to the ceiling of the room, emitting kinetic light waves in all directions.

Nicolame, who lives in the land of romance, is a little regretful that his wife left early and went to Hogwarts first, otherwise it would be a beautiful thing for them to have a song with light and shadow.

Nicola has a radio in his pocket, ready to tune in to his favorite channel.

After that, a fresh breeze swept through the room, and the dust on the boxes behind it disappeared.

Rig only hated Dean and Nigel for cleaning the room too much at first, and didn't show his high level of cleanliness.

Finally, Rig lowered his arm, and he exhaled slowly.

"Is it over?" Nicola asked with some regret, he hadn't seen enough.

However, for a young wizard in the first year, Nicol Lemay clapped his hands vigorously and praised Rig's magic skills, his eyes full of appreciation.

Rig shook his head, but without speaking, he walked up to Nigel's side in silence and handed him his wand.

Nigel was about to take the wand, but his arm was raised and immediately put it back, and he asked cautiously, "There is no fire charm on the wand, is there?" ”

Rig, who was re-brewing and agitating the last part of the magic, was almost ruined by his father's whimsy, he cleared his throat and said seriously, "This time there really isn't. ”

Nigel carefully watched his wand and took Rig's wand with a cushion in his wizard's robe.

Rig rolled his eyes, and Nicolame smiled even more happily, how could he look like an alchemist at this moment, he was completely a kind ordinary old man.

Rig, handing over his wand, returned to the center of the field, and there were three or four dummies moving, slashing the air from time to time.

"And?" Nicolamele pulled his folding stool to the very edge of the dummy phalanx and sat down comfortably, ready to watch the next show.

The last spell was something Rig had already come up with.

His spell study this year starts with this spell and ends with it, of course.

Taking a deep breath, Rig opened his eyes, his arms at his side raised forward, and a hurricane seemed brewing in his upward palms.

That's my last magic, Rig thought, and it's up to me to make or break it!

It was a familiar magic turn again, and Nicolamay, who was sitting comfortably, nodded, it seems that Rig is not a blind cat and a dead mouse, but really has a little idea of his own about the use of magic power.

It was good, and Nicolame rubbed his wizarding robes with some excitement, but it wasn't enough.

Watched by the elders on both sides, Rig smiled and said, "This is the last spell I want to show." ”

"Yuga Dim Leviosa!"

The Levitation Charm was the first spell Rig learned in the system, and it helped him prove himself, as well as save Neville, Harry, and his friends......

With the skillful shaking of the wrist, the last wave of magic gushed out.

The remaining dummies in the room trembled and swayed, and there were fewer and fewer parts of the room that came into contact with the ground.

Rig gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and the last trace of magic burst out.

Not only Rig, but also my last ripple force!!

Sorrowful, the invincible Vera has fallen, I will take a day off tomorrow, and I will see you at 12 noon on the 1.7th, readers don't abandon me!! Don't————

I went to have a double eyelid today, and when I came back, my eyes were swollen, and I barely managed to finish writing this chapter, and my eyes hurt so much that I couldn't open them, and I 5555555 fell down first

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