As he spoke, Anthony handed over the gift box in his hand.

This is a gadget he bought from the Deves and Bans store.

It's a crystal ball.

Inside there is a little queen who wears a crown and holds a scepter and sits on the throne.

She doesn't sit there alone, sometimes she disappears suddenly.

Every time she reappears and steps up to the throne, fireworks will be lit up around her.

The scenery at this time will be very beautiful, like a scene from a fairy tale. Anthony walked into the store and spotted the magic object at first sight.

"This is my Christmas gift to you, I hope you enjoy it."

Of course, the gift box had not been opened at this time, and the queen did not know what was inside.

But no matter what it was, it couldn't hide the relieved expression on her face at the moment.

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Admittedly, Anthony can't handle this kind of family gathering.

Anthony, who had been in the Gryffindor common room, arguing with Hermione for hours over a trivial matter, and finally had to rush into the library to collect evidence, reappeared to be reticent.

A royal dinner, he ate extremely restrained.

He prefers to eat with Ron rather than this, and that guy eats everything deliciously.

Now, Anthony just wants to get away from these elders as soon as possible, to leave this intolerable space, and to take a breath outside.

But it backfired, and the royal family's dinner was so slow.

The first meal, the main meal, the second meal, and then the tea and then sit together and chat.

This year's topic was mainly focused on Anthony, which forced him to rack his brains and tell what he saw and heard in school.

With a sound, an exclamation, and the sound of a glass colliding, this family dinner finally ended.

Anthony fled and left the place.

The thought of a bigger dinner party on Christmas Day gave him a headache.

Back in his room, Anthony went to sleep.

By the time he woke up again, it was already the next day.

After breakfast.

He saw the chief court mage, Rosius Ambu, walk in, waved at him, and then turned away. Motioned for him to follow.

Anthony with a look of ignorance. Ignorantly, he got up and followed him all the way to the palace garden.

I saw that at this time, the empty grass had been cleared out of a platform.

Four puppets were placed around, and at Anthony's feet were some protective gear.

"Actually, yesterday, Your Majesty asked me to find you, just to let me teach you more spells."

"She's afraid you'll be hurt." Rosius explained briefly, then pulled his wand out of his sleeve and said, "In the days of Christmas, I'll teach you a few simple spells!" ”

"Oh... Good! Anthony was stunned for a moment, he couldn't understand what this wizard was thinking, but since someone was willing to teach him spells, he was naturally willing to learn them. Anthony then bent down and prepared to pick up the protective gear on the ground.

"You don't have to put on protective gear just yet."

Rosius glanced at Anthony, who bent down to pick up the protective gear, and said lightly.

"Looking at my gestures, I'll teach you the first spell, and the most common spell used by wizards, the 'Disarming Charm'."

"The spell is: Remove your weapons. It's a spell that makes a weapon or any object fly out of your opponent's hand, and the wizard who invented it is no longer known, but you don't need to know about it, now look at my gestures. ”

"Except for your weapons."

A wave of red light shot out from Rocius's wand, right in the middle of the puppet not far away.

Suddenly, the wand in the puppet's hand was directly taken out of his hand and knocked out.

"Do you see clearly?" He asked.

"Clear."

As he spoke, Anthony also took out his wand and pointed at the other puppet, constantly imagining in his mind what Rosius was holding his wand just now, and then his eyes were sharp, and he shouted: Except for your weapon.

Unlike Rocius, who accurately knocked the wand in the puppet's hand.

Anthony's spell directly hit the entire puppet, and the huge force forced him to fall, but the wand in the puppet's hand was still in his hand.

"Very good." Rocius smiled approvingly, "The first time you used this spell, you can achieve this level, you are really talented." ”

"However, your wrist posture just now is not right, it is not the feeling of going straight, adding a little dexterity, and gently picking up your wand. You try again. ”

"Okay."

Anthony, who took a deep breath, slowly entered the state, stared directly at the other puppet, stretched out his right hand, pointed his wand at it, gently raised his wrist, and then shouted: "Except for your weapon." ”

"Bang!"

This time it was better than the last time, although the puppet was still knocked down by him, but the wand in its hand was also knocked out by him.

Looking at the puppet that fell to the ground, Rocius clapped his hands with satisfaction and said, "It's very good, a hundred times better than I imagined." ”

And Anthony had an excited smile on his face.

"Next, you'll need a lot of practice."

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Anthony spent the whole morning practicing the Disarming Charm, from the beginning of puppet practice to wizard duels.

He finally knew what the protective gear was for, and after his fourth flight...

I have to say that the wizard's spell casting is very weird.

God knows, they even have to aim, and every time they cast a spell, they have to predict the opponent's position and next move.

Completely different from practicing with a puppet, his spell couldn't even scratch Rocius, let alone hit him.

The whole exercise was that the king was hanging the bronze, and he was crazy about it, while the chief magician of the court was leisurely and elegantly like he was taking a walk.

At first, Anthony was able to stabilize his mind and was unmoved by Rocius's various taunting actions, but as time went by, a sense of irritability began to sprout in his heart.

Looking at Rocius, who was still smiling, he couldn't wait to snatch a slight charge from the surrounding guards on the spot and give him a surprise.

Of course, this was just his fantasy.

The practice of the two knew that it was not over until Mr. Hobson, the butler, called it off.

Anthony, who was covered in mud, seemed to have rolled in the mud, on the other hand, Rocius, dressed in a purple and gold robe, not even mud, not even wrinkles, and his face was still his smile that had not changed for ten thousand years, and the whole fake smile boy.

Return to the castle to freshen up, get dressed and have lunch with the Queen.

Unlike last night's family gathering, this time the queen clearly had something to do with him.

After lunch, the eldest aunt asked the question he had been thinking about.

"Do other countries have, wizard armies?"

This is a fatal problem.

Because Anthony can't answer, no.

The reason is simple.

Although at the moment, the six departments and the WIC do not have a lot of information, but there are various indications that there are wizards in institutions in other countries.

From the side of the chain of suspicion, he must not assume that the other party does not have a wizard army as a basic understanding.