Chapter 507 The little quirks of wizards

"Something strange?" Mr. President looked puzzled, "Can you be more specific?"

The visitor said matter-of-factly, "Flying trains, ships with their own fog, carriages that drive forward without horses, etc. In short, wizards will use various methods to get to Switzerland because they need to borrow them from Gaul." Tao, so riots are inevitable, I hope you can prepare in advance."

Mr. President looked at the visitor with a strange look.

To sum it up in one sentence, it’s probably “Are you really kidding me?”

After a long while, he said, "Either you know that kind of magic, or that kind of..." He stretched out his hand and gestured, "The magic that disappears with a bang? Why not use that? Can't you transfer more than one person at the same time? It's like Something like a teleportation array..."

As he spoke, Mr. President showed a malicious smile, "Or are you just doing magic?"

The visitor shrugged, "I'm sorry, because the magic power in Europe is relatively low, so if the teleportation array is activated, probably... thousands of Muggles will die..."

"!!!" Mr. President's expression suddenly changed, "You are not allowed to do such evil things to citizens on the land of Gaul!"

The visitor rolled his eyes, "I'm just scaring you," but said, "Well, although we at the Ministry of Magic will not do that kind of thing, the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters, those people, you know , any purpose is for the greater good, so killing something is just a small matter to them."

Mr. President slammed the table angrily, "This is the negligence of your Ministry of Magic. You should catch that damn criminal immediately instead of letting him wander outside. He may kill the citizens of Gaul at any time!"

The visitor scratched his head and said, "We are already doing it!"

"Don't say you are doing it!" Mr. President hammered the table again, "You must let me see the actual results immediately!"

The visitor was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the other party to say such a thing, so he asked curiously, "You mean... let us bring the mysterious man to you? Although it is impossible to catch him Yes, but if that's what you want, just to bring him here, we can do that."

Mr. President's expression froze, Damn, this guy definitely did it on purpose!

"Okay, we can let this matter go." Mr. President changed the subject, "Tell your colleagues not to fly over Gaul with such fanfare! Isn't it possible to do such a small thing?"

The visitor shook his head, "Sorry, I can't do it."

Mr. President said angrily, "Why can't you even do such a small thing?"

The visitor looked at him strangely, "When you visit other countries, aren't they bustling and attracting many people's attention? Wizards are also human beings. Isn't it normal for them to have the same hobbies?"

Mr. President's expression was stiff, "How can it be the same!"

I am the head of state!

He didn't say this, so the visitor didn't understand what he meant, so he asked in confusion, "What's the difference? Wizards also have their own hobbies. They think it's fun for you to go out like that, so they I also imitate, isn’t this normal?”

Mr. President has a constipated expression on his face. What kind of brain circuit does the wizard have?

Carefully stepping on the railings next to the carriage, Hermione and Robert arrived at the place where they found Mr. Weasley suspected of casting the spell.

One hand grabbed the bottom of the car, and the other reached out. Sensing the residual magic power, Robert made a judgment. This thing didn't seem to be difficult to untie.

"How about it?" Hermione shouted, her voice a little loud in the strong wind, "Can you untie it?"

Robert made a no problem gesture, "The only question is, if we unlock this curse, will the train fall? And can we learn and successfully use the portable motor vehicle treadmill before the train falls?" Air Flying Spell." As he spoke, he couldn't help but vomit, "That name is really long."

A trace of worry flashed across Hermione's face, "How about asking Mr. Weasley to do it again?"

"No, wait." Robert turned his head and sensed the place again, "I'm already analyzing this spell. Well, I think I should be able to learn it soon."

Hermione couldn't help but move forward, "I'm here to help too!"

"Uh..." Robert moved back to make room for an open space, and Hermione successfully climbed to the wheels of the train. The two stared at each other, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

"It seems...a bit close..." Hermione's eyes were wandering and her face was a little red, "Um, I mean, how is your analysis going?"

Robert coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment, "It's not bad, I think I'm almost successful."

"Oh, really." Hermione also reached out her hand and tried to analyze the magic by touching the remaining traces of the magic.

Originally, this process required carving out a magic circle to achieve it, but if magic patterns were carved on a certain part of the body, then this step could be simplified to only requiring gestures.

Naturally, Dika would not paint Hermione with magic patterns all over her body, after all, his students were watching!

But it is very simple to just carve some lines on the arms to assist in the use of magic. Normally, the magic lines will be automatically hidden. Even if someone sees them, they will only think that they are blood vessels under the skin. Only when used are the real lines revealed. appearance.

This thing is much more convenient than the magic spells commonly used by wizards, so Hermione quickly got started and began to use magic patterns to assist herself in learning magic spells.

Now, it's time for this thing to come into play.

Blue lines exuding a faint light slowly emerged from under the skin, and the words, gestures, intonation, magic, mood and other elements required to form this magic appeared in Hermione's eyes.

Some things she could see and some she couldn't.

But she already had a preliminary understanding of the magic spell from just the part she could see, and she should be able to successfully cast it after practicing a few more times.

"What are we going to do now?" Hermione took back her hand. Analyzing magic requires a lot of magic power. She is still a third-year student, so she doesn't have as much magic power as she imagined.

"Well...wait a minute, let me try it first." Robert hung himself under the train and took out an exaggerated vehicle model from his pocket. Facing Hermione's weird eyes, Robert coughed dryly, "This is Bought for little Rhett."

Hermione showed a meaningful expression, "As long as you are happy..."

"..." Robert was indescribably embarrassed. Hey, isn't it natural to like four-wheel drive vehicles?

Shamelessly, he quickly cast a spell on the toy in his hand. The light blue light fell on the four-wheel drive vehicle and then slowly dissipated.

Under the expectant gaze of the two people, the small wheels of the four-wheel drive moved...