"This spell is called the Mage's Hand." Mu En said slowly, rummaging through the desk, and finally found a few parchment manuscripts.

"A mage's hand?" Harry muttered.

"That's right. Create a ghost hand that can help the caster manipulate and interact with objects. ”

As he spoke, a slightly transparent fluorescent blue palm appeared in front of Harry's eyes. Extremely nimble, he tapped lightly on the shelf and pulled out another book.

"A basic spell, many wizards who are just starting out, will choose this as the first spell they learn." Muen explained.

"Tell me a little bit about this spell, from a spell-casting point of view." As he spoke, the glowing mage's hand floated in front of Harry.

Harry thought for a moment, then shook hands with the mage's hand.

This fluorescent blue hand interacts with reality, has its own form, and feels a little cold when you hold it.

"Shapes, colors, and... Realistic interaction!! Harry said, and then his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he muttered, "No... Wrong. The core is to interfere with reality and interact with the real world!

According to the logic of spellcasting, whether it is the shape of the hand or the color, it is just a framework to better help wizards affect reality! ”

With that, Harry looked up and looked at Muen a little nervously.

"It's kind of interesting, and it's basically no problem to say. The fundamental logic of the mage's hand is to interfere with reality. ”

As he spoke, the mage's hand in front of Harry began to twist and wriggle, changing shape.

"Whether it's a shape or a color, it's just a framework for setting an abstract concept, so that beginners can better anchor reality."

Harry watched in amazement as the mage's hand in front of him turned into plasticine, turning into a knife, a sword, and a rope.

"At this stage, the Mage's Hand can already be used as an offensive spell. Especially when we get rid of its color, it's easy to do wonders. ”

As he spoke, the ever-changing mage's hand in front of Harry's eyes became transparent, but then he felt a slight tingling in his forearm.

When I looked closely, I saw a piece of skin on my forearm, as if it was being pricked by an invisible knife.

Harry was stunned. How terrifying it would be to attack a person so coldly and suddenly.

"I see!" He nodded.

Mu En nodded: "An unruly wizard who treats the mage's hand as functional magic; A good wizard who thinks of it as combat magic that works wonders.

But, remember what I said at the beginning? ”

"This magic is used for brain development." Harry replied immediately.

"Correct!" Mu En snapped his fingers and said with satisfaction: "After this magic is freed from the shackles of color and shape, the demand for the coordination ability of our minds will increase rapidly.

So for the top wizards, the mage's hand is a rare spell to exercise their brains!

Before your birthday, learn this spell. Before school starts, manipulate the hands of more than two mages to synchronize work.

Is there a problem? ”

Harry nodded, full of morale, "No problem. ”

It was a week before his birthday, and although time was a little short, Harry felt that it was not an impossible task.

"Very nice and very energetic!!" Mu En approvingly: "There are also these two books on ancient magic texts, which are also your homework for this holiday." ”

"Huh?!" Harry stared blankly at the two thick books floating towards him, and caught them with a flute of words.

"Come on!" Mu En said with a smile, and then put the two pieces of parchment on the book Harry was holding:

"This is the way and the idea of the mage's hand, if you don't understand it, you can ask me."

……

Fast forward to a week, one of the few weeks Harry had collapsed from exhaustion since entering Moonlight Castle.

Different from the previous fatigue, the magic of the mage's hand beats left and right at the limit of his casting almost every day, and even makes his whole person lose a few points.

However, after a week of torture, he finally became proficient in the magic.

has been able to manifest a small blue hand to help him pick up something that is not too heavy.

However, it is not yet possible to use the hand of a mage to perform delicate actions such as writing.

Condensing two hands will always make the magic collapse one after another.

As Harry saw with his own eyes, Uncle Muen was just sitting on the couch, with more than a dozen mage hands working on different subjects simultaneously.

The precision of the spells, the ability to process information, and the manipulation of magic behind it almost suffocated Harry.

It's terrifying!!

Early in the morning, after having breakfast and cleaning up the table, Harry wanted to go to an empty room on the second floor to do his physical homework, but was suddenly stopped by Muen.

"Harry, go change your clothes, don't practice today, there's a guest coming." Mu En said.

"Guests? Is it Uncle Muen, your friend? Harry was a little surprised, he had been here for so long and had never seen any guests come to his door.

"No, I'm over here... No friends. Muen shook her head.

At this moment, there was a loud banging on the door.

Harry frowned, and said softly in his heart: "It turns out that there is a wicked guest coming to the door!" ”

With that, he went and opened the door.

The huge figure is horizontal outside the house, with a huge beard and a face full of meat, which makes the people outside the house look angry.

Harry was startled and walked back quickly, breathing heavily.

This body is a little too large and powerful.

He looked warily at the people outside the room, his hand already turned to his waist, and he clenched the hilt of the blue-steel longsword in the cloth bag.

Then, under Harry's wary gaze, the tall figure did its best to bend its eyebrows and make a kind appearance, "Oh, hello. I'm Rubeus Hagrid. From Hogwarts... Well, the school worker who was in charge of picking Harry up to Diagon Alley. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly changed his words: "Are you Harry?!" ”

"Harry, don't be so vigilant. They are from Hogwarts. Mu En finally moved his ass away from the red sofa and said, "Invite someone to come in and sit down." ”

At this time, Hagrid also noticed the figure in the room, and he said in a puzzled voice, "Dursley?!" Are you Dursley?? ”

Muen opened her mouth and glanced at Harry, then at Hagrid.

This man... Not pretended?

Well, Muen must admit that he was silenced by Hagrid's words.

Mu En waved his hand: "I just said that Dumbledore is old and confused, didn't he mention me to you?!" ”

"Hey! Don't say that about Dumbledore! Hagrid suddenly blew up, obviously angry, but the next moment, he suddenly remembered.

Dumbledore had told him that Harry Potter was now following a very powerful wizard.

"You're the wizard Headmaster Dumbledore said you were?" Hagrid reacted this time, and then said solemnly:

"Dumbledore wasn't stupid, I just forgot!!"

When Mu En heard this, he was stunned for a while, looked Hagrid up and down carefully, and then said helplessly: "Okay, Dumbledore is not confused, it's all your problem." ”

"That's right! Don't say that kind of excesses again! "Hagrid is serious.