The wand was pulled to the ground by Bai Lang, and thanks to the flight of this wand, Bai Lang felt what is called "magic power". It's a shame that he really didn't sense what magic power was before this, but now he sensed that it was just a breath, and the breath that condensed his will pry the things that suddenly appeared between heaven and earth made it form all kinds of strange effects. "And then the so-called actions and spells are actually all kinds of means of 'hypnotizing' the self?"

The moment the white waves landed, these thoughts had already passed through his mind like lightning. Changing and interfering with the surrounding reality with their own minds, those warlocks are like this, and the martial arts masters who visualize the martial arts are actually similar. Bai Lang, as a congenital master, is about to step into the level of interior and exterior play, of course, he knows this very well. In this world, his martial arts are limited, but his cultivation level is still there, so he is naturally considered to have magical power, and once he opens his mind, of course, he will know what is going on.

It's easy to do if you know, Bai Lang feels that he can definitely become a great magician, at least at Merlin's level. But the future Merlin now has to solve the problem of how to fly...... He tried again and again, and confirmed that he couldn't make a broom fly at all, but he could make his wand fly - it was weird to ride a wand, but his wand was no more ridiculous than a broom - one without a beard behind it.

If you ride on a wand, you know that you won't strangle your eggs at all - there's an invisible thing like a motorcycle saddle where your ass sits. However, it was really very inappropriate to fly, and Bai Lang couldn't make it move according to his idea at all, and in the end he just jumped down. And Neville was out of the basket again—his broomstick was completely out of control of his magic as well, and it flew him into the air, then took another dive, and when it came to a stop at twenty feet, it tilted again—and the guy slipped down and fell.

Mrs. Hodge's face turned pale and she looked at Neville, "Broken wrist." All right, kid - it's all right, you get up. She turned to the rest of the class. "I'll take this child to the hospital, and none of you will be allowed to move!, put the broomstick back in its place, or you'll be kicked out of Hogwarts before you can say 'Quidditch'." Let's go, dear. Neville had tears on his face, and he grabbed his wrist and limped away with Mrs. Hooch. Mrs. Hodge put her arm around him.

Malfoy laughed, and then White Wave saw the classic Malfoy-Harry conflict, Harry Potter showed an extraordinary talent for flying, the kind that completely threw White Wave one hundred and eighty streets. Harry grabbed Neville's orb of memory with lightning speed, and Malfoy's face turned pale when he saw the smile of the white wave on the ground, and he probably thought about what would happen if he was caught by this little wizard named Lang White, Malfoy's Slydrin, but White Wave was more of a madman and a rascal.

Such a madman is more like a senior in Slydrin, or a "werewolf" that Malfoy has never seen before. Malfoy relented, and stopped provoking him - and his purpose had been achieved, as Professor McGonagall rushed at him menacingly, "Mr. Potter, you come with me!" and took Harry Potter with him—White Wave knew that this thing was going to be a Quideci player, but the others didn't.

Later in the evening, during dinner, Bai Lang saw Harry and Ron celebrating, and the Weasley brothers came over to say a few words. Of course, Malfoy was the last to appear, "Are you eating your last meal, Potter, and when are you going to get back to the Muggles by train?" After a few words, the two decided to have a wizard duel in the evening. And Malfoy glanced at Bai Lang, and he probably didn't dare to say the same words to Bai Lang at all.

Bai Lang was eating and drinking, and his wand was still set aside - Peeves was surprisingly well-behaved today, especially when he saw Bai Lang, he always saluted his wand.

In the evening, Neville hadn't returned yet and White Wave had slipped out - he had slipped out earlier than Harry and Ron, and had quietly arrived in the Forbidden Forest before nine o'clock in the evening. "That ferocious beast is gone?" Bai Lang thought it was a little strange, but he found another creature—a centaur running in the woods as free as he did on the grassland.

"I thought the centaurs would be taller. Bai Lang squatted on a branch and said, and the centaur almost fired his bow and arrow. "Bows and arrows with magic attached? Bai Lang was not nervous at all, he looked at the brown-red fur centaur and said. "This isn't the place for you, foal!" the centaur said in a stiff voice. Bai Lang believed that if there was no covenant, it was estimated that this centaur would have already shot an arrow, and even if he didn't kill him, it would make him lose the ability to move.

"This place must belong to Hogwarts, right? But since we've met, why don't we each see each other? I'm not interested in a small centaur like you. Bai Lang's words are estimated to make people angry. But then he moved, accustomed to the white waves moving in the jungle, no slower and more eerie than the centaurs. Because he can borrow power everywhere, and his strong body brings the ability to move in many directions.

In the blink of an eye, he had landed beside the centaurs, and with a simple unloading of his wand, he removed the bow and arrows from the centaurs' hands. Then Bai Lang laughed, and the force under his feet rose into the air, and a group somersault reached out and grabbed it, and bounced away with the force after hitting a branch. The centaur didn't continue to attack him, in fact, the centaur must have been a bit in a daze, so easily unloaded by a little wizard at close range - if he did, he might have died.

This is actually a surprise, centaurs have their own magic, and when everyone really puts on a posture to move, Bai Lang does not have the ability to kill a centaur so quickly, and he may not even be able to kill a centaur in a hard battle. After all, he is no longer an innate master's combat power, and before he can really turn the magic power of this world into one of his sources of martial arts power, he is just a relatively strong guy.

"I think a centaur has to be at least three meters tall, right? I think it's not much smaller than an Asian elephant - and it's heavily armoured...... Huh, where did this impression come from?" Bai Lang shook his head, shook off this thought, and continued to swim in the Forbidden Forest. He hadn't fully penetrated the Forbidden Forest yet, and decided to go back later.

Back at Hogwarts, White Wave found the hallways quite lively, and Filch was running around catching young wizards - it was Potter and the others who were muttering to him. And Bai Lang jumped up in a few steps and grabbed the stone above, hanging his body on it so that he was not noticed, and Peeves flew out from the side and didn't seem to notice him. It wasn't until the poltergeist looked up that he saw Bai Lang, who made a quiet gesture to it, but the "evil" in the Peeves' eyes grew brighter and brighter......

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