Early in the morning, in the bedroom.

Brian was sweating profusely and woke up from his bed, having had that strange dream again, watching a magic show, and wiping up his new supernatural abilities.

Deformation: Any solid that can be seen, he can deform within a certain degree. If there is direct contact with the solid, less inspiration needs to be consumed, and the speed and degree of deformation of the solid can be accelerated.

Of course, in addition to this, the extraordinary ability to hold on has also been enhanced.

Brian lifted the quilt and looked at the glass of water on the desk, imagining the process of changing the glass in his mind.

As he imagined, the glass writhed strangely, and quickly returned to its original state.

Brian wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand.

"'Deformation' consumes a lot of inspiration, just a simple try, it's about one-twentieth."

After thinking about the use of the supernatural ability of "transformation", Brian washed up for a while, put on a black trench coat, hid the white dove, and walked down the first floor.

At this time, my brother Noel and Miss Bertha went out early to open the shop.

After feeding the three growing white doves with bread from the cupboard, Brian put on his top hat and went to the troupe, greeted Ms. Catherine, and went to the backyard to wake up Mr. Cole, who was resting.

Mr. Cole straightened his make-up and walked with Brian towards the manor, where he joined Josephine and Bill.

Now in a tense period, it is necessary to cultivate some ordinary people who know the extraordinary, after all, there are only those "professionals" in a city, and it is common to have insufficient manpower.

Walking on the road, Brian asked suspiciously:

"Mr. Cole, now that we are so short of manpower, why don't we call in the support from above, or train our own 'professionals'?"

Mr. Cole smiled and shook his head:

"No, there is not enough reason to ask for support from above, this outing is our own decision, and the above will not go all out."

"Secondly, the 'pro' is not so easy to cultivate, and your experience is a minority of the few, which cannot be replicated by me and Little Motley."

Brian was silent, he had thought Arnold and Lady Catherine had looked at him strangely when he first met them, and now that he thought about it, that was the problem.

He pondered for a few seconds and asked:

"Mr. Cole, how does an ordinary person under normal circumstances become a 'professional' with extraordinary powers?"

"Materials and rituals are needed." Mr. Cole thought for a moment and continued:

"For example, if an ordinary person wants to become a 'teacher', he must first have an item that contains the extraordinary power of a 'teacher', which can also be called a 'teacher' characteristic, and then purify it to a state of zero pollution. This makes the trait the purest 'pro card.' ”

"The second is to hold enough knowledge, and the more knowledge you hold, the smaller the process and risk of accommodating the characteristics of 'teachers'."

After a pause, Mr. Cole yawned, and said as if he had not woken up:

"Finally, there are auxiliary materials, arranged in all directions with candles, red candles, sunflowers, carnations, to form a small, occult space."

"The occupant needs to accommodate the 'teacher' trait in the space, before the candles and red candles burn out, otherwise there is a great probability that the accommodation will fail."

"Become a monster with unconscious but extraordinary powers......"

Finally, Mr. Cole looked at Brian and smiled:

"Now you know how lucky you are."

Brian unconsciously touched his face, through the ritual of "teacher", he did vaguely perceive his luck.

But spinning he thought of a question.

How can an existence like the "magic lamp" that uses a distorted form to fulfill the wishes of others realize its first wish so normally and perfectly?

And directly made himself a "magician"?

……

The two met with Josephine and Bill at the Inspectorate, and the four of them headed straight for the manor.

Entering the master bedroom of the villa, since the servants of the manor were still under house arrest in the inspectorate, the room had not been cleaned for too long, and it had already formed a thin layer of dust.

Mr. Cole ignored this, and while Josephine and Bill were not looking, four objects appeared out of thin air in his palms.

They are a small bottle of red moth powder, a whole piece of intact toad skin, a fresh moonshine flower, and a small round mirror.

These are the materials for the decoration of the special spiritual wall.

Under the strange gaze of Josephine and Bill, Mr. Cole took it upon himself to place four items in a corner of the room.

Then he walked to the middle of the room and stood still, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and chanted in Kwick:

"The moon that is everlasting;

Lord of the Hidden World;

Unique crimson ......"

Mr. Cole repeated it back and forth five times before he slowly stopped chanting and opened his eyes.

The other three saw the entire room flash a crimson and quickly disappear. Six invisible, disembodied walls stand at the edges of the bedroom, on the floor and from the ceiling.

Then a weak voice was heard:

"What's going on?"

The voice did not belong to the four of Mr. Cole, who and Brian were observing the changes in the bedroom, but did not make a sound.

And both Josephine and Bill were in shock and dazed, startled by the fleeting crimson light.

The four of them came back to their senses and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

There is a complete set of exquisite tables and chairs, and on one chair sits a man in his 30s.

The man had blonde hair and golden eyes, a rickety body, a thin appearance, and his whole face was pressed against his skull, as if he had been hungry for a long time.

But despite this, it can still be seen that the man looks good.

"You're Viscount Jonas Addison?" When Brian saw the man, he felt very familiar at first glance, and quickly recognized the other person's identity.

Viscount Jonas was stunned for a moment, and then got up and laughed with a frantic expression:

"Can you see me? Can you see me? Can you see me? Hahahaha......"

"This ......" Brian was speechless for a moment, he had never encountered such a situation before, and he didn't know what to do, so he had to look at his occult teacher, Cole Terry.

"The viscount should have been in a state of depression for a long time, and he has mental problems, wait for him to vent."

After a pause, Mr. Cole added:

"Looking at the Viscount, it looks like he hasn't eaten for a long time, you go get him some food and water."

"Okay." Brian nodded in agreement and left the bedroom.

Josephine, on the other hand, pulled Bill silently behind Mr. Cole, thinking that he and his subordinates would be much safer in such a dangerous situation.

As for Bill, he was already confused by what was happening in front of him, and the whole person was in chaos.

How did the man at the table suddenly appear? Does it have anything to do with the old man's actions? What language did he just pronounce?

Why did the two liars call each other viscounts? There is no viscount in this area to move, could it be a viscount somewhere else?

How did that red light appear? A special kind of electric light? I didn't see anyone flipping the switch!

……