"Ava. Ahem, ahem."

The after-effects of the begging Chadro Riga Karma almost made Harry show his chicken feet, and he hurriedly coughed tactically, clearing his throat, pulling out the white ivory, and pulling the fast and slow machine to cut into a single shot mode.

Of course, destructive spells can't be used, and the most suitable spell at this moment is of course the Light Spell (Lumos), as the first spell that the young wizard learned in the textbook, the Light Spell is basically not difficult in terms of casting difficulty, but any wizard, when he first comes into contact with this spell, he can make some light, as long as he pronounces the spell correctly, and he doesn't even need to pay attention to the speed of pulling the trigger.

"Then I'll try it."

Harry cleared his throat again, and then said the translated translation of the Light Charm in Chinese, a coined word that had no corresponding translation in the Muggle dictionary, but the fluorescent flicker was probably not wrong.

"Fluorescent flickering."

Harry pulled the trigger, but the muzzle of the gun didn't spit out a white ball of light.

“？？？”

“Lumos。”

A fist-sized ball of light appeared from the muzzle of the gun, "The wand is not broken."

Feeling a little confused, Harry switched the spell.

"Float into the air."

Void.

"Clear water is like a spring."

Void.

"Maybe it's my translation?"

Harry pondered a little unconfidently, and after a half-time rush of thought, he suddenly thought of a spell that was not made up, and that the translation of the spell in the Muggle dictionary was exactly the same as the spell itself.

Harry swept left and right, but unfortunately couldn't find anything to use as a target for the experiment.

"Let's see if we can use it first."

"Stupefy; coma)"

However, the spell that Harry had hoped for still couldn't hold back half a fart, and he changed the translation to another reading, but it still didn't work.

"Why is that?"

After tossing for a long time, Harry looked at the leisurely uncle on the side.

"Because the English you use and the Chinese characters we use are completely different languages."

"Can you understand the pronunciation and ideogram?"

"The English you use is phonetic script, which is a kind of text that uses letters to record the phonetics in the language, so as to record the language, I will summarize it briefly."

The old man who put down his chopsticks seems to have changed from an idle uncle to a professor at a certain university at this moment, and he speaks in a serious manner, if there is a small blackboard and whip at this moment, let him knock on the blackboard with one hand behind his back, then it will be more like.

"Phonetic writing is its source text, to put it bluntly, it is to borrow a set of symbols from others to remember the sound, your text itself has no meaning, it is only by recording the pronunciation of the word, so as to have a relationship with the meaning of the word, an item corresponds to a specific word, I can understand this statement, right?"

Harry, who was listening carefully, nodded, and did not forget to relay these words to Fleur in real time, and both of them concentrated on being good students.

The old man is obviously very useful for this reaction, although being a good teacher is not necessarily a good adjective, but everyone has such a side in their hearts, which is an act that can gain a sense of achievement.

"Chinese characters, as well as Sumerian scripts, ancient Egyptian scripts, Mayan scripts, and so on, which are ancient and pioneered by a certain civilization or nation from scratch, are self-sourced scripts, and every word, every word, contains the civilization and nation's cognition of everything in the world."

"One of your words refers to a particular thing, your word is a label for recording, and our words do not refer to a single specific object, even if they are not combined, a word can express many different things."

"It's like—"

The old man stretched out his hand and blurred a few strokes in the air, writing a 'Tao'

"It can be the law of heaven and earth, it can be the path of walking, the law of the world, and so on."

"If you want light, then say what light you want."

"For example—fluorescent—"

A faint point of light lit up on the old man's fingertips.

"—flickering."

The tiny dots of light began to flicker brightly and darkly.

"Because of the different ways of using power, we need different mediums, and your wand is made of magical wood, magical creatures' magical cores, and teeth, horns, and bones, right?"

"But what we use is not only the flying swords of the past, but the guns of today, they are composed of purified spiritual energy ore, refined spiritual energy gems, and the painstaking work that gives them unique spirituality."

"It's not for you to dig out your heart and lungs to take blood." The old man nodded, "Instead, I want to take a drop of your will, spirit, and soul, so that the cold dead thing can be endowed with your unique spirituality." ”

"Every sword that goes out in the Sword Forge Hall has awakened its own spirit, it is not only a weapon for you to kill enemies, but also a companion for your life and will never betray your relatives and friends, if you take it away just to let it be shelved and useless, then it is impossible for me to sell it to you, no matter how high the bid is."

"Okay, boy, I drank the wine and ate the meat, but the case can't be broken, I can take you to see my Hidden Sword Pavilion, the flying sword used by the Qinglian Sword Immortal is stored here, and I won't let him see it if it's an ordinary person."

The old man handed over a 'you kid is lucky', but it is true that only a few lucky people can be allowed by the old man to visit the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

"In other words, if you can use it when you buy it, then old man, do you allow me to buy it?"

"Out of the gate of the Taishi Heavenly Empire, where else can you go to learn our magic?" The old man rolled his eyes, "Even if you live here, if you want to learn and use Chinese alive, you can't figure it out without ten years of hard work." ”

Harry raised his eyebrows, "Well, sir, you don't mean the same thing as before, it's not interesting, right?" ”

"And what do you mean?"

"Why don't I mean to show you? If it's interesting, why don't you make it easy? ”

"It's kind of interesting, I want to see what you're embarrassed about."

"If there's a lot of land, I'll let you see what I mean."

Harry thrust the white ivory into his holster, then pulled the ebony and white ivory silencer and slammed it to his head, and the two sections of the Elder Wand were combined into one.

The old man glanced at the little stick in Harry's hand, his face unmoving, but he seemed to recognize what it was.

"Come with me."

He beckoned, and led a few people to the back of the hall of the Sword Casting Hall, where there was a small courtyard in all directions, and there were four doors connecting the open-air courtyard, and there was a faint sound of striking iron coming from behind a certain door.

"Then here it is."

(End of chapter)