Watching Professor Snape put the thermostatic medical medicine cabinet back in the corner, Zhang Xiao even felt that her sealed "Book of Embarrassment" slowly added another page.

The professor called himself a half-blood prince when he was young and frivolous, and he also used electrical appliances at home, so of course he knew the plug.

Leaving the underground classroom almost like running away, this Christmas must not be out of the basket again, and the favors of teaching memory magic must be returned.

Walking on the way back to the dormitory, Zhang Xiao's thoughts slowly began to diverge.

Cognitive shielding obviously weakens one's own strength considerably, and of course it is very simple to unlock cognitive shielding.

So when you encounter danger, you can't cope with it now, so you have to lift the blockade?

Zhang Xiao suddenly became interested, isn't this a few common transformations in anime and games?

If I become a normal state now, emancipating my cognition will improve my strength a lot, so I call this state 'cognition-solution'?

What is the next level of the two-form "cognitive solution"?

Activate the Golden Light Spell to gain a physical fitness far beyond the usual, and even resist one or two spells, this state is called." Jinguang cognitive solution? ”

Zhang Xiao pinched her chin and laughed, it seemed to be quite interesting.

What about the full state?

Empty mirror? Zhang Xiao couldn't help but take a breath, the golden light spell seems to be quite strong in the Sky Spiegel, this should be my full state, right? Called "Total Liberation? ”

However, strong is strong, and this physical and energy is consumed. I just don't know how long it will last.

And the empty mirror himself can't control it very well, and he can't open and close it at will, thinking of this, Zhang Xiao's right fist smashed into the palm of his left hand, and it was decided!

The goal of the next stage is to lay a solid foundation, combine work and rest, and try to control the empty mirror!

"Hermione, do you still have your first-year notes?"

After another Charms Club party, Zhang Xiao suddenly thought of wanting to standardize, and it was right to ask Hermione for notes, and the little witch would definitely keep the notes well.

Sure enough, Hermione replied in the affirmative: "Yes, but Zhang, what do you want to take notes for?" It's all very basic. ”

"It's nothing, it's just going to be reviewed."

"Really?" Hermione looked at him suspiciously: "Zhang, you seem to be very wrong lately, I obviously felt that the power of Ling's spell had decreased when I was dueling with the club two days ago.

And you never cared about spell casting gestures before, and you actually corrected Davis's bad swing movements, and Ron was corrected several times by you that the pronunciation of the spell was not up to standard. ”

Well, Hermione's attention was a little too sharp, too.

Zhang Xiao had no choice but to prevaricate with Professor Flitwick's suggestion, and when she heard that it was the professor's opinion, Hermione immediately agreed to send the notes, and strongly agreed with Zhang Xiao's behavior of valuing the professor's opinion.

Library.

Zhang Xiao sat at the long table, took out the attitude of assault before the exam in his previous life, and carefully flipped through the most basic theory books.

Mind maps are drawn on the spread out parchment, breaking down spells into spellcasting actions, spells, gestures, spell comprehension, emotional mobilization, and brewing...... Magical theory level and other small squares.

These squares continue to extend into more nuanced aspects.

Maybe he was tired of writing, he stretched out his right hand, waited for a while, and was suddenly stunned, what am I doing?

Waiting for the cup to come over on its own?

Zhang Xiao frowned, looking thoughtfully at the water cup not far away, why did I make such an action?

Could it be that I was able to do whatever I wanted on a small scale before blocking my cognition?

I thought that in the past few days, I have often done some inexplicable and wonderful movements, such as sitting straight back even though there is no stool behind him, as if the stool will come over to catch him by itself.

I also didn't want to get up in bed, and kept waving to the clothes hanging on the hanger.

So what exactly is I shielding? Could it be that my understanding of magic has reached a very high level?

But I'm only in the second year, and it's only been about two months since the first semester, how can I have such a high level of spells?

I'm so good! Zhang Xiao stretched out his hand again and kept waving his hand to the cup.

Mrs. Pins was watching from the sidelines, and she had been staring at Zhang Xiao for more than 1 hour.

The Hogwarts librarian is a thin and elderly woman who looks like the long duster she often uses to clean bookcases.

But all the little wizards have to admit that Mrs. Pince is a good fit for the job of librarian.

Because she loves books like life and has a keen sense of smell, if you break discipline in the library, then wait for the queen of the library to punish you!

What is this little wizard doing? Mrs. Pince hesitated, for he seemed to be studying seriously, but he was always doing strange things.

For example, if he writes well, he suddenly stretches out his hand and waits, or he lowers his head and keeps waving at the book, and what is even more bizarre is that he keeps knocking on parchment and feathers.

As if that would allow them to fly and write their own!

And there was a tall book around him, almost 3 feet tall!

Can you finish watching it?

But other than that, the strange little wizard didn't do anything else, and this behavior stuck on the dividing line between violation and non-violation made Mrs. Pince very uncomfortable.

What made Mrs. Pince even more uncomfortable than this was that the boy came almost every day!

Zhang Xiao didn't know the entanglement in Mrs. Pince's heart, he put down the parchment, and rubbed the content into his mind according to Professor Snape's teaching, which can only be said to be easy to use, but it consumes a lot of brain power.

It's no wonder that few people print everything they see, it's just asking for their own suffering!

Shaking his head, he picked out a copy of "The Application of the Wand Gesture" to borrow, but Mrs. Pince's attitude was a little wrong.

I just read a book, and I didn't do anything weird, did I?

Zhang Xiao was confused and took the book and left under Mrs. Pins's disgusted gaze.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Xiao feels that his progress can only be described as a thousand miles a day, according to the spell grading method he has divided—although he can't remember why he wants to make this spell grading method.

The power of the spell has rapidly approached from ordinary (level 3) to strong (level 4), and when the Charms Club gathers, it is no longer as incomprehensible as it was at the beginning, but seems to understand the thoughts of some young wizards.

During the period, my father hurriedly contacted Zhang Xiao, and after learning about his handling methods, he hung up the call with confidence, and it had reached a critical time, and some people around couldn't help it, they didn't dare to come in by themselves, but they tempted many people with money, and put down a lot of things in some key positions.

Zhang Chengdao said that when he freed his hands, he would definitely let them know why Huaxia could be their father for one or two thousand years.

Because of the nearly month-long peace, the young wizards once again forgot about the attack, Dumbledore seemed to indulge intentionally or unintentionally, and the school returned to the comfortable and peaceful atmosphere it had before.

It didn't take long for a piece of exciting news to disturb the peace of the school again.

Zhang Xiao sat at the dining table, holding Hagrid's letter in his hand, which invited him to the cottage in an urgent tone, wanting to ask for some advice.

More than that, he was more concerned with what Malfoy had just said with gusto:

"Draco, you mean Kettleburn taught him—" Zhang Xiao's eyes widened, and he said slowly in a very confused tone:

"Drunk wine from a part of the troll and was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic?"

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)