Zhang Xiao retreated from the Empty Ming Realm, and at this moment he only felt like he had participated in a triathlon, sweating profusely and exhausted.

almost fell to the ground softly, Li Qingshu hurriedly caught his son, poured a glass of water distressedly, and took out a pill to calm his spirit and restore his strength and stuffed it into his mouth.

He smiled reluctantly at his mother, and the pill melted into a sweet liquid and flowed into his throat at a very fast speed.

This Empty Bright Realm is powerful, but this consumption is too great, if you open a golden light spell again.....

Zhang Xiao felt that her small physique had to be squeezed dry every minute!

"Dad, have you ever seen this kind of thunder talisman?"

I've seen a ghost!

Zhang Chengdao directly broke the work, and even took out the messenger on the spot to contact his father.

In the midst of the waiting, the messenger finally lit up.

Zhang Chengdao hurriedly clicked on the messenger, and directly released a reply, and an old voice sounded:

"I see, what the hell! Is there anything abnormal? There is providence. ”

Zhang Chengdao: ..........

Zhang Xiao: ...........

Li Qingshu: ..........

"What did my dad think! It's not normal no matter how you look at it!! Zhang Chengdao patted his thigh in pain.

"How did my dad mess up! I don't know why!! Zhang Xiao patted the board of the boat painfully.

Li Qingshu looked at the father and son with a subtle expression, and suddenly felt that the style of the Zhang family was really in the same vein.

The scene fell silent for a while.

After a long time, Zhang Xiao said softly:

"So, this is inexplicable, isn't it?"

Zhang Chengdao's face was uncomfortable, he nodded, with a rare confusion:

"I haven't seen it anyway, and my education tells me it's impossible, but facts speak louder than words......"

Zhang Xiao said calmly:

"That father, there are three ways of dividing talismans, laws, and spells in the Dao Gate, and now you only teach me talismans, and the Fa only teaches golden light mantras, which are also set by my grandfather?"

Zhang Chengdao was silent for a while, and nodded slowly:

"To be precise, things that involve the ritual of Zhaijiao cannot be taught......

"I see." Zhang Xiao didn't ask any more, because if he asked, it would definitely be the same as before, and everything would wait until the ceremony.

At this moment, he was extremely looking forward to his early award, and he had too many questions to be answered.

The scene fell silent again.

Zhang Chengdao's face was a little apologetic, and he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a sigh.

It was Li Qingshu who played the round, and her mood was also a little low:

"Actually, I don't know much more than your dad does.

But I can be sure of one thing, your grandfather will never harm you, protect the short, rather die the old than the young, but the traditional ...... of your family."

"Your mother is right, your grandfather said it's up to you to find the answer, in my guess.

I'm afraid there's only one reason for not telling you, and knowing everything too early may be harmful to you. ”

It can only be said that Zhang Chengdao's heart is indeed strong and terrifying, and he has recovered in a short period of time, he hesitated for a while and added:

"There are some things that have been passed down from generation to generation by the Heavenly Master, and they cannot be spoken, they can only be stored in the mind."

Zhang Xiao pondered for a while, and reluctantly accepted this reason, Dumbledore in the West is an old mille-feuille, a riddler, and my grandfather is almost the same!

Just like the end of the universe is to go ashore, is it true that the fate of the strong is the old Riddler?

Zhang Xiao simply lay on the board with her hands behind her head, looking up at the galaxy in the sky.

No more dwelling on these things that don't have answers for a while.

Seeing his son like this, Zhang Chengdao simply lay down, the boat board was not big, and it was a little crowded with two people lying side by side.

Li Qingshu was playful, and also learned that they lay down in the cabin and put their heads on the father and son.

The night was like water, the clear moonlight covered the sky, the boat swayed in the air, and it was quiet for a while, Zhang Chengdao suddenly asked:

"Son, can you still do that just now?"

Zhang Xiao felt his state for a while, and shook his head gently:

"No, just now, the Empty Bright Realm was added, and many other factors were held together, and they were released together.

Now it's difficult for me to draw talismans in the void, although the thunder talisman has been practiced hard for more than half a year, but the accumulation is still not enough.

I can only say that it will happen by chance, but give me time, and I will definitely be able to do it in the future.

Just like I can only play the Silent Lighting Spell right now, my grind isn't enough to get home. ”

"That's scary enough, you're only 12 years old! It's not common to draw talismans in the void in the Dao Gate, let alone the finger of your wand.

The Void is a talisman! It's surprisingly powerful. ”

Zhang Chengdao leaned his elbow against his son and asked curiously:

"What's the matter with your silent spell? How can I use Chinese to brighten? ”

"How do you say it....." Zhang Xiao emptied his mind and said leisurely:

"Actually, it's a mindset, everything is easy to explain when you turn a corner, it's all silent mantras, of course you can shout anything."

After Zhang Chengdao smacked for a while, he had to admit that what his son said made sense.

But he always felt that this kid still had reservations, and I was afraid that it was not only what he said.

Hey! This little rabbit cub has also learned badly, and he has actually learned to say that one point is left for nine points!

Good! Like the Zhang family!

Li Qingshu hit the father and son with her head, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Alright, don't talk about these things here, enjoy the silence and empty your head!"

The mother spoke, and the father and son immediately quieted down.

Zhang Chengdao quietly slowed down the speed of the boat, pillowing the brilliant galaxy, enjoying the indescribable silence and etherealness.

..............

In Linlang Tianbei Courtyard, Zhang Xiao sat in his spacious study

"Sister Bird, if I go crazy later, remember to wake me up!"

Zhang Xiao touched Qingluan's head and said seriously.

Sister Bird tilted her little head, rubbed him, nodded and agreed, she jumped on Zhang Xiao's shoulder, and her bright golden pupils looked at him curiously, as if she was wondering what Zhang Xiao was going to do.

After waiting for so long, he finally waited for Sister Bird, who had had enough of playing, to come home, and he could recruit Sister Bird back, but it was not necessary, and it was not a very urgent matter.

And Qingluan is not a pet, it is a family.

He has been holding back his doubts these days, and he doesn't dare to think deeply.

If you hadn't experienced the taste of going mad, you would have started to sort out your thoughts regardless of it.

After telling Sister Bird, Zhang Xiao sat in her wide armchair, closed her eyes and pondered.

The silent light spell did have reservations, but I had only one thought in my mind at the time, and that was to make the wand light up.

There is no mantra in the heart, and there is no mantra in the mind.

Whether it is 'brightening' or 'having light', in terms of meaning, what is reflected in my heart is to light up.

So.... Spells aren't necessary to cast spells?

Some of the doubts are solved, but more questions are like glaciers buried deep under the surface of the sea, and they are very scary.

Zhang Xiao suddenly patted her head, a little annoyed.

I'm so stupid, the silent spell has actually told the truth.

If the spell is to communicate energy by chanting the mantra, then the silent mantra is silently recited in the heart?

Is a spell that is not pronounced a spell?

Zhang Xiao lined up his questions in his mind, and inexplicably thought of Transfiguration.

Because Transfiguration is the most intuitive embodiment of idealism, in fact, the spell of Transfiguration is also useless?

We visualize the result in our minds, and the mantra is more like a catharsis.

The little wizards needed a way to vent the results of their visualizations.

Hiss.... Zhang Xiao gasped, feeling a kind of excitement that the problem was solved.

If you look at it this way, the 'enumeration' flow transfiguration technique of many young wizards is easy to explain.

He has the foundation of meditation and meditation, and his visualization is far stronger than that of a little wizard.

Those little wizards couldn't do it themselves, but after countless attempts, they were able to complete the transformation in the end.

It's because... They experimented again and again, and finally became numb, instinctively replacing the object with something that was about to be deformed, and thus succeeded?

If spells don't require chanting, then what's the whole magic system?

And I've seen with my own eyes that reciting the wrong spell leads to different consequences, when the spell is useless.

What about potions based on spells, alchemy?

Didn't anyone think about it?

......

No, someone has thought about it, and they should know what it is, Professor Flitwick's kind advice that 'Year 1 is a crucial time'.

Why is first grade the most important moment?

At this moment, Dumbledore's warning words seemed to ring in his ears again:

"Don't try to grasp what you don't already know."

Zhang Xiao shuddered violently, gasping for breath, almost forcibly cutting off his thoughts.

It was only then that he found that his hand had unconsciously touched the wand, and he was sweating profusely, as if he were washed.

Sister Bird was ready to pose and was about to peck at her forehead.

Zhang Xiao showed a tired smile and said weakly:

"Sister Bird, thank you, fortunately I woke up in time, otherwise the fun would have been great!"

Qingluan took out a small fruit from under his wings, put it in his palm, and looked at the young child with some concern.

Putting the small fruit in his mouth and feeling its sweetness, Zhang Xiao sighed.

It can't go on, the question of the nature of magic is too big.

Far from what he can touch at the moment.

In this idealistic world, there are times when thinking is really scary.

If he guessed correctly, the wizard's perception could have an impact on the real world, and he couldn't be careless.

It was enough to know that magic was not triggered by spells, and those house witches didn't have a reason to be confused about it, and Zhang Xiao also had a rough idea.

That's the limitation of thinking.

Just like countless people in the previous life knew that Apple should land, but how many people had doubts about it?

The same goes for wizards in the wizarding world.

Don't think too much about them, what is the total population of wizards?

How many geniuses like Dumbledore and Voldemort are there?

And Muggle-born wizards, not to mention, at the age of 11, they don't even have a stable three views, and it is even more unrealistic for them to ask questions.

That is, the wizarding world and Muggles are too severe, otherwise the Muggles would have already opened tens of thousands of problems to magic, right?

Maybe there's another Nobel Prize for Magic or a Prize for Advancement in Magic?

Zhang Xiao was amused by his own thoughts, and he buried his questions deeply, one day, these questions will be answered, but not now.

A thought crept up from the depths of his heart, and judging from his own guess, the upper limit of the wizard should be high and scary.

If the strength is strong enough.... Zhang Xiao shuddered violently.

Let there be light.... I'm afraid it's not an empty word, right?

What is that thing that limits the strength of wizards?

There has been a long time, the inheritance has never been broken, and how strong is the Daomen with a complete system?

You can't think about it, you can't think about it, and if you think about it, you'll be gone.

Zhang Xiao shook her head to shake off these chaotic thoughts and began to think about some easy and simple questions.

Like what...... Consider the sophomore thing.

The Dark Lord's diary is the top priority, and if you don't go to Xiaotang's wool, you're embarrassed to say that you've been to the world of HP.

This has to be strangled from the source, and there are too many variables in school, so the best way is to buy Ginny a brand new set of books.

As soon as she met Lucius, eh, it was just a change.

Get your hands on the diary!

Steady! Zhang Xiao silently gave herself a thumbs up.

What about getting a diary? Will you be seduced by Voldemort if you communicate? 16-year-old Xiaotang can't do anything else, but he is professional in seducing people.

But I have Sister Bird, so it's a big deal to let Sister Bird watch from the sidelines.

After I got the journal, the aftermath of the Chamber of Secrets should be gone, but there was a bad thing, Dumbledore couldn't be sure if Voldemort made the Horcruxes or not.

Well.... It doesn't matter, Voldemort's soul is in his hands, and Daomen is the ancestor of playing with souls, so can't he be cleaned up?

I heard that Longhu Mountain still hides the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, and when the time comes, I will directly worship him!

then lied to Xiaotang to celebrate his birthday, set out the eight characters of his birthday, and beat him as a villain!

A small hammer in three days, a big hammer in five days!

Just smoke it with the soles of Goyle's shoes, and his feet are the smelliest most!

Zhang Xiao laughed hehe, almost laughed on the table, Sister Bird looked at him inexplicably, I don't know what kind of nerves this child is having.

Then he thought of Harry inexplicably, if it really developed according to the plan, Harry would not have to bear that heavy fate, wouldn't it be good to live his life happily.

was calculated by Dumbledore, and finally put his own life on the line, only to end up with Voldemort.

This is the consequence of the wrong major!

He had already calculated Sirius's affairs, and he must have reunited with Harry happily, and Dumbledore did a rough job.

You said that you have such a strong strength that you can't rehabilitate Sirius, isn't this blinding your name as the White Devil?

His two reunions are set! I said it!

If this little thing can't be done well, my dad, the underground minister of magic, won't do it in vain?

What else do I have the face to call myself a little pavilion old.... Minor ministers?

It seems that Voldemort is gone, and the wizarding world is too peaceful!

You will be able to live with peace of mind, cultivate party members, and recruit wings..........

Maybe you can inherit a dragon and tiger mountain or something, when the time comes.... I have the final say in the East and the West?

Hiss..... Am I so good?

Zhang Xiao ended her reverie with satisfaction, and proper dreaming is helpful for physical and mental health.

............................

In the blink of an eye, most of the summer vacation has passed.

Because there was no distraction from the spell and spell, the effort to concentrate only on the thunder talisman finally came to fruition at the end of the summer vacation.

In the daily feeding moves, Zhang Xiao successfully used the volley talisman to deter his father and took the opportunity to give him a knife.

Well... Although the slash on the golden light of the body was bounced away.

But this is the first time he really hit Zhang Chengdao.

Zhang Chengdao, who has been laughed at by Li Qingshu for a long time, can only muttered with a bitter face, 'The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one generation is stronger than the next.' ’

But it wasn't long before he began to smile.

Holding the message charm and not letting go, he sent a message to his hometown one by one.

"Hello? Second Senior Brother, how is your kid? It's time to give it up, right?

Alas, my family is not angry, and he is only 12 years old, so he can barely draw a void in the 'competition'.

Still can't do it...... Hahahahaha

Second Senior Brother, why don't you speak? What? Come back and go head-to-head with me?

Heads-up is heads-up, who is afraid of whom! ”

"Fifth Senior Sister, have you heard that your child specializes in the Fu Gong? Did you draw a talisman in the void?

Oh.... Can barely draw, and the success rate is less than 50% without interference?

Drizzly? Xiaoxiao, he can't!

I just drew one when I was playing with me, and it scared me!

Hey, Fifth Senior Sister, why did you cut off the summons??? ”

Zhang Xiao looked at his father with a black line, and he couldn't get enough of calling all the messengers to his relatives and friends, and a few precious ultra-long-distance messengers were consumed like this.

This dad is still a little unhappy, pinching his chin and thinking about who else he can pass it on.

It's better to be a mother, not as unstable as my father, or how can my mother be a goddess.

Mature and steady, beautiful and generous, so as not to jump out so much!

Zhang Xiao turned her face back, only to see that her mother directly took out a more precious group communication talisman that was almost only used when gathering disciples for major events, and said happily:

"My son Xiaoxiao completed a volley drawing in battle on the day of the month of Wushen in the year of Renshen.

Look! ”

Finished! What is the experience of social death?

Thank you for the invitation, I am in the underworld, and I just got off the Nai He Bridge, and I am the one who died.

The cause of death is probably that he was hung up by his parents in the circle of friends, and he died in the society.......

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