That afternoon, Russell sat in the ironworks and opened a chat group.

In Harry Potter's skill bar, there are already many more pieces of data.

[Fire Spell: Uses mana to generate a ball of flame, the size and temperature of which depend on the mana output.] Spell: Flames. Redemption Required: 2000 points. 】

[Cutting Spell: Uses mana to cut a specific object, and the cutting force and range depend on the mana output.] Spell: Divided. Redemption Required: 2000 points. 】

[Levitation Spell: Floats a specified object with mana, and the height and time of the float depend on the mana output.] Spell: Rise quickly. Redemption Required: 2000 points. 】

(The original Levitation Spell: Yuga Dim Leviosa, simplified here and later.) ）

[Locking Spell: Use mana to lock the target, and the locking time and strength depend on the mana output.] Spell: Quickly imprison. Redemption Required: 2000 points. 】

[Softening Spell: Soften the target with mana, and the strength and duration of the softening depend on the mana output. Spell: Softens the skin and weakens the body. Redemption Required: 2000 points. 】

[Repair Spell: Uses mana to restore non-life targets, and the recovery speed and recovery volume depend on the mana output.] Spell: Fix as before. Redemption Required: 2000 points. 】

Redeem them all!

Russell is also a wealthy man now.

The public points of all group members have been accumulated, nearly 220,000 points.

As long as you redeem the equivalent items back and forth, you can break even with points.

The tiredness of the ghost slayer world is the most special, he has peace in the world there, and he is basically voting points for his friends.

After obtaining the spell skill, Russell thought for a moment, then walked to the iron-making furnace and stretched out his hand.

"The flames are blazing."

The Qi and spiritual energy in the body combined, and the moment it left the fingers, the oxygen in the air instantly converged towards the iron furnace.

The coal in the iron furnace burned with a 'whirl'.

"Rise quickly."

The burning coals immediately flew to the top of the furnace, and as Russell slowly withdrew his 'mana', the coals fell back gently.

Russell took out another iron ingot, pressed his fingers on it, and said, "Split." ”

The fine iron ingot trembled, and as the 'mana' continued to be output, the iron ingot was finally cut in half by an invisible force.

But it consumes a lot of Qi and spirit, which is equivalent to a B-level ninjutsu, or a powerful Qimen spell.

However, when used in conjunction with a wand, it is estimated that the cost can be reduced to one-third or more.

It's scary.

If there is an adult wizard who comes to the Demon Slayer World, there is no need for any unforgivable spells.

As long as you practice the levitation spell more, you can directly fly the ghost dance Tsuji into the air and wait for dawn.

It's a pity that except for Russell, the other group members are not compatible with their respective physiques.

It's Russell, if he really has as many cells as Naruto, he doesn't have to do anything else for a day, he can only eat and eat in his own world.

Unless hibernation or three meals a day are ordered from the Great Snake Pill, otherwise the refined aura is not enough for its own metabolism.

But Orochimaru is not his nanny either.

Therefore, Russell did not completely incorporate the ninja physique into the scope of evolution, but only seized the advantages of various powerful blood inheritances.

Russell: @哈利波特, I've learned spells, and now I want to have a wand.

Harry Potter: Boss, I'd like to have a few more, too. It's a pity that Ollivander's legacy is not easy to handle, and Voldemort didn't dig it up after using the Dementor to get his mind.

One person-Russell: Come on, the fierce girl is afraid of pestering the lang, and many sets are almost, using our refining techniques to conquer this single old man.

Harry Potter: The .jpg of Struggle

Hokage-Orochimaru: @哈利波特, I need the Oblivion Curse.

Harry Potter: This one seems to be in Standard Spell Level 2, and I'll go to Diagon Alley tomorrow and buy it myself.

Hokage-Orochimaru: Thumbs up.

Harry Potter: Snake Giant, what are you doing with the Oblivion Charm?

Hokage-Orochimaru: Kurok's mood hasn't fluctuated lately, and I'm going to reset it for him.

Demon Slayer - Tired: 6

Harry Potter: 6

One person - Russell: 6

Demon Slayer-Tired: By the way, some of my blood here has been stolen by some careerists.

Demon Slayer-Tired: Their undercover agent there told me that it seems to have made something resembling a zombie.

Demon Slayer-Tired: Our points seem to be skyrocketing.

Demon Slayer-Tired: When they are done tossing, I will go to be the savior and sow my will on the empty land.

Demon Slayer: Maybe the per capita literacy rate will increase by leaps and bounds.

Demon Slayer-Tired: These stupid x always oppose my decrees, and if they want to turn the modern age backwards in history, I have to deliberately leak the blood of evil ghosts.

Russell: You know how to administer, big guy.

Harry Potter: Has the big guy started joining the P Society?

……

Several people chatted for a while, and the sky immediately turned gray.

Harry returned to the bedroom, and as soon as he entered, he saw McGonagall nestled on her large cushion.

Accustomed to McGonagall's presence, Harry didn't even want to buy pets when he went to Diagon Alley.

However, it seems that there is an open line in the mat.

"Fix it as before." Harry pointed to the mat and whispered.

The opening of the mat is like going back in time, and the thread and opening are slowly returning to their original positions.

McGonagall woke up the moment Harry entered.

She was still wondering if to remind Harry to add a late-night snack, but then she was shocked by Harry's wandless spell.

McGonagall scrambled to her feet from the mat, her cat's eyes scrutinizing the mat as it had been restored.

The place where the thread is opened should have been accidentally scratched when she stretched her waist in the morning.

Now it looks like the mat is pretty much the same as when I bought it.

Did you really cast a spell successfully?

McGonagall touched her paw lightly, revealing a cat-shocked face.

"Rose, do you want another lasagna?" Harry crouched down and asked kindly:

"I've found that using magic to make food is a better way to master the heat than using a gas stove."

McGonagall glared at Harry fiercely, then ran to the door, cocking her ears to sound.

Mr. and Mrs. Dursley were watching TV, and Dudley was playing games.

No one pays attention here.

McGonagall reverted back to her original form and swiped her wand around the bedroom, masking out the outside world.

Her face became a little stern, "Harry, a minor wizard, is not allowed to cast spells outside at will. ”

Harry nodded, "I know. ”

"I've read the books given to me by the Blotted Bookstore, and that's exactly what the Ministry of Magic code says."

"They use spells called traces to trace the spells cast by underage wizards."

"But first of all, I didn't cast magic in front of Muggles."

"Secondly, I guess that even if I cast my magic in front of Muggles, they wouldn't know."

"Because I didn't cast spells with a wand, I don't think the members of the Ministry of Magic would trust a little wizard to cast spells without a wand."

"In the end, I wouldn't release magic casually, even in front of my family."

"My dear professor, are you relieved?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry's harmless, yet charismatic face, and could only stiffen her face, "Potter, you have to promise me. ”

"The Ministry of Magic has always been unkind, and you can't always test them for their laziness and stupidity."

"Wow~" Harry pretended to be incredulous, then leaned over to McGonagall and said in a low voice:

"Professor, let's start lecturing now, starting with the laziness and stupidity of the Ministry of Magic."

"Listen to you, it seems like they're not all the same way as us."

"No, you need to rest—" McGonagall looked slightly flustered.

If you accidentally say something that you missed, you have to quickly change the subject.

Harry was still a kid, and it was far from the time to be exposed to these things.

"I almost forgot, the mille-feuille is about to be ready, and we can talk while we eat."

"Harry......" McGonagall sighed as she pinched her somewhat fat belly.

"You can only listen to stories as stories, you know? Some things are not as ...... as you think."

McGonagall looked into Harry's eyes and realized that she couldn't make it anymore.

"Okay, then I'll give you a lesson on the history of magic......"

Done, good dreams, everyone

(End of chapter)