Waiting for Hermione to happily sit in the car, she looked around curiously, and then asked in hindsight:

"Zhang, you're only 15 years old, aren't you? By law in the UK, you can't drive and you don't have a driver's license! ”

Zhang Xiao put on Batman's classic expression of replying to the Flash:

"I have magic!"

"Boom-" The Ferrari's engine erupted with a powerful roar, the tires spun rapidly, and the ground rubbed against the ground emitting a puff of green smoke.

The powerful push back sensation of the catapult start caused the little witch to let out a high-pitched scream.

Soon the exclamation turned into laughter, and Hermione's long hair fluttered in the wind.

Zhang Xiao glanced at it—a bit like kelp swaying in the water.

The wind was whistling in her ears, and Hermione turned her head and said something loudly, but at speeds of over 100 kilometers per hour, the wind noise was terrifying.

Reaching out and snapping his fingers again, the whistling wind was gone, replaced by the quiet of the pin dropping.

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed, she propped up the front windshield, leaned her body to face Zhang Xiao and asked curiously:

"Just now I wanted to ask, the Ministry of Magic prohibits underage wizards from using magic outside of school, how did you do that?"

"Trace—it's not a secret, a lot of people know it."

Zhang Xiao held the steering wheel to slow down, and her eyes circled Hermione's body, today's little witch was wearing a light pink dress with a headband on her head.

Apparently there was no place to put a wand for her.

"What? What silk? This completely unheard knowledge immediately touched Hermione, and her eyes sparkled.

"Where's your wand?"

"At home, I can't use magic, so in order to prevent me from subconsciously chanting spells, I locked my wand."

"Then I think you can try your hand at wandless spellcasting." Zhang Xiao patted the steering wheel and made a joke.

Ferrari nimbly bypassed a GT-R trying to race its pace and drove onto the riverside path.

"The trace is something that the Ministry of Magic monitors if a young wizard uses magic, and it is wrapped around a wand.

If you use magic, you'll be sensed by the Traces, and the Ministry of Magic will get feedback, but this won't be the exact one that has unleashed it.

Therefore, the children of the wizarding family have always been able to use magic during the holidays. ”

"I see—did you put your wand away too? What is the scope of the detection?."

Hermione's little mouth immediately spat out a barrage of questions, just like in class.

Zhang Xiao parked the car on the edge of the river.

The setting sun slanted in the west, gilding the Thames with a layer of gold, and the fluctuating light of the water also trembled, like crystal scales.

Ferries sail slowly on the river, and on the other side of the river is the bustling business district, where high-rise buildings are lined up and all kinds of vehicles come and go.

The summer breeze in the evening is so soft, with a hint of warmth but mixed with water vapor, which makes up for the coolness.

The two leaned on the car and looked at the beautiful scenery in front of them, which was different from the mysterious and ancient wizarding world.

It is full of vitality and belongs to the beauty of industry that belongs to ordinary people.

Both Hermione and Zhang Xiao were born in ordinary society, so they can better understand what dazzling wisdom lies behind this beauty.

"Zhang, do you know, I was just in the bookstore, and I found that the books in it have basically been updated, and there are many more books that I haven't read."

Hermione ruffled the hair around her ears, and the 15-year-old girl looked at the scene in front of her with a sorrow that was not commensurate with her age:

"But it's been a long time since the Blotted bookstore has updated its bibliography, and the most recently published book is actually Lockhart's.

Academic books are even more than 10 years old."

Zhang Xiao clasped his arms and listened silently, in fact, no one knew the backwardness and lag of the wizarding world better than him.

Even the Daomen will choose to embrace the real society, the modern gym, the wired telephone installed on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and the necessary downhill training for the disciples of the Daomen.

These all show that the 'down-to-earth' of the Daomen, being high above is by no means the appearance of the Daomen, on the contrary, they know the importance of traveling thousands of miles.

But what about the wizarding world? Except for those Muggle-born wizards, and some pure-bloods who do business in modern society, many more are completely hidden in small circles.

Books represent knowledge, and the rate of iteration of knowledge represents the activity of this society.

In other words, if the wizarding world does not change, it is actually a slow death.

Zhang Xiao did not respond positively to Hermione's words, but smiled and made a joke:

"Hermione, you talk about this like a Minister of Magic."

"You're saying wait until I become Minister of Magic and then seek an opportunity to make a change?" Hermione puffed out her cheeks, and she looked like a lively girl at this time.

Then she clasped her hands together and shouted loudly towards the river:

"I, Hermione Jane Granger, will definitely become the Minister for Magic, let Chang salute me!"

Zhang Xiao smiled very happily: "You don't need it anymore, you can do it now." ”

As he spoke, he saluted Hermione exaggeratedly:

"Minister Granger, it's an honor."

The two couldn't help but laugh together, and the cheerful laughter escaped in the wind, and even the wind was a little more pleasant.

It's just that this happy atmosphere only lasted for a short time, and then it came to the familiar teaching session.

The little witch couldn't wait to ask for tips and tricks on wandless spellcasting.

And I really want to go home first, get a shorthand book and a pen.

Zhang Xiao had to take out a replacement from the Qiankun bag, otherwise he might not be able to beat Hermione.

"Hmm—what about the difficulty of casting spells without a wand."

Zhang Xiao has made countless inferences about what a wand is, and he has also written to communicate with Ollivander many times.

Since he first entered the school, he has customized a thousand-year-old lightning strike wooden wand there, as if it had opened the door to a new world for Ollivander.

This is the East, and there are many rare woods that I have never tried before!

So at that time, after Fudge banned the trade between the East and the West, the saddest thing was actually Ollivanders, who ordered a large number of oriental specialty trees, rare wood, and some monster spirit materials.

For example, ebony, acacia wood, peach wood, and huanghuali

Zhang Xiao thought about it carefully, and decided to start from the beginning:

"To cast a spell without a wand, we first have to understand what a wand is, Hermione, what do you think a wand is?"

"Wand?" Hermione had never thought about the secrets of the familiar wand in her hand, she thought for a while and said slowly:

"Wand. Is it a tool? ”

Uh-that's good, it's the same as not saying it.

Zhang Xiao was stunned and spread out his hand, "Hum-sting!" ”

A dazzling flash of lightning flashed, and the lightning strike wood wand flew out from his waist with a whoosh, jumping in his palm, rolling back and forth.

It's like a puppy begging its owner to pet its head.

Hermione looked at this scene in amazement and said enviously:

"My wand can't seem to do that."

Zhang Xiao held the wand and then danced in the air, the feeling of blood connection, as if the wand was an extension of his limbs.

"Hermione, did you feel when you used the wand that it wasn't the same thing, but a part of the body?"

"Well, of course, it's one of the most important rules for choosing a wand, the question of phase."

The little witch replied very simply, and Zhang Xiao also nodded:

"If you want to release magic first, you need concentration, emotion, and desire. This is what Professor Flitwick taught us, but why can't those unusually familiar spells be released without a wand? ”

Without waiting for Hermione to answer, Zhang Xiao had already taken care of herself.

"Even though we're already focused on releasing magic, we're not that focused, we still have a lot of distractions, and concentration is only a necessary condition for releasing magic, but it's not the only condition.

As I just said, we still need emotions, we also need cravings and so on and so forth.

To put it simply, the wand helped us do a lot of auxiliary work. ”

"Wand? Can a wand do any of this? ”

"Of course, why else would the birth of the wand be hailed as one of the greatest milestones in the wizarding world?

Ancient shamans used to require a lot of meditation, long hours of practice, and awkward spells and circles to help them focus enough, spells and patterns, all in order to concentrate during chanting and drawing.

That's why we see that the more difficult the magic, the more difficult the spells are, and the more complex the magic circle becomes, precisely because the casting requirements are higher.

But wands are different, magic is thoughtful, and when you want to complete a spell, a lot of distractions and spells will pour into the wand first.

As a 'part' of your body, the wand is extremely pure in thought, and does not have a lot of selfish thoughts like people, so it is so easy to release magic through the wand. ”

Zhang Xiao waved his wand, and some small points of light gathered in front of the two of them.

A humble little man with a stick in his hand.

[Fainting]

The words of the spell popped out above the villain's head, and then quickly shrunk, mixed with many strange points of light into the wand.

When he came out of the wand again, the points of light that represented distractions were gone, and only pure [fainting] remained.

Hermione looked at the villain in front of her and muttered:

"I see! So that's why wands must ask for affinity?

A wand that doesn't want to obey will refuse to help the user filter out distractions, and it will be uncomfortable to use, less powerful, or even unusable? ”

“bingo！”

Zhang Xiao nodded approvingly, the role of the wand was only completely figured out when communicating with several bigwigs of the 'Elderly Demon Thieves Group' recently.

There are not many people who know the mystery of the wand, and it just so happens that these big guys know that it is not a secret, but that people in the wizarding world do not care what the wand is or how it works.

Just like the vast majority of ordinary people don't care how their phones work.

According to his own understanding, the wand is an external filter and amplifier, and the magic that originally required a concentration of 10 to be released may be released with the help of magic, and the concentration of 2 can be released.

The advent of the wand was like the Industrial Revolution to Muggles, with an unparalleled propulsion.

Meditations, magic circles, awkward spells. All of them have withdrawn from the stage of history, and the threshold for casting magic has gone from being able to barely cast a lighting spell after three years of meditation, to now a young wizard can release it with almost no practice.

What is the improvement of a little bit?

The modern standard mantra is as concise as possible, and it's almost literal!

Knowing what a wand does, it's easy to see how to practice wandless casting.

"So I need to improve my concentration, close to or even to the level I would have with my wand?"

Hermione was worthy of Hermione, and immediately found the problem, not only that, but the little witch's eyes sparkled, and she said quickly:

"You just said meditation. Hmmm – I know there's one way to do that, yoga! ”

Yoga? It's a good direction, there must be cultural barriers to meditation in China, and foreigners really have to work hard if they want to learn.

This is also the reason why Zhang Xiao can cast spells without a wand so easily, these things he has already reached, and the "Golden Light Mantra" of penance is the extremely solid foundation.

If it weren't for the cultivation of the Golden Light Mantra, Zhang Xiao estimated that he would be a genius like Percy Cedric at best, and he would definitely be a gap to the Undulating Earth Demon.

That absolute gap in talent is not something that can be smoothed out simply by having the experience of being born again.

"By the way, there are a few tricks." Zhang Xiao stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, Hermione only felt a breeze blowing on her cheeks, and she floated lightly, not tall, about ten centimeters.

"Have you noticed? Every time I cast a spell without a wand, there will be a snap of my fingers, and some small movements that are suitable for me will effectively help you concentrate.

When you're skilled, like me, snap your fingers, you'll instinctively focus your attention, and you'll have the effect of a 'virtual wand'. ”

Hermione's furry little head lit desperately, holding the sketchbook and writing violently.

Her heart was filled with joy, it was the biggest regret that she couldn't practice magic during the holidays, and now that she had found a way to avoid the traces, and she was able to practice casting spells without a wand, how could she not be happy?

By the time the two of them sat in the car and were about to go back, the sky had already darkened, and on the other side of the Thames, lights were lit up, and in an instant it was a magnificent scene of brilliant lights.

"Zhang, where are you going next?" Hermione asked, contented, holding her sketchbook.

"Well- no specifics yet, but I'm going to go around the Burrow and finally go to the Burrow and join Harry Ron and them."

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then sighed regretfully, if she hadn't just gotten the gist of the wandless spell, she would have wanted to say if she could go along.

However, no matter how good the relationship is, it is still a little inconvenient for men and women to be alone, so they can only give up.

(if line: go on a trip together, hahahahahaha)

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

(End of chapter)