Chapter 66 The relationship between bloodline improvement and Animagus
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Han Tan Si Shui
Dis brought several young wizards to the magic practice room where Blakely practiced magic before. Looking at the smooth and deep holes on the ground, the young wizards fell into deep thought.
"Blakely, have you completed your self-created spell?" x2
Hermione and Gulan knew Blakely better. Before, Blakely's self-created magic was only completed in a general direction. The whole thing was just a method of applying spells and it was far from being a self-created spell.But the two people are still very familiar with the concept of the magic and the imagined effects. After all, they also participated in the conception.
"Yes, with the help of my parents, I completed the curse today." Blakely spread his hands to show that he actually didn't do anything.
"Although more than [-]% of the work was completed with the help of my mother-in-law."
Draco was surprised when he heard the conversation between the three people: "You can actually create your own magic?!"
In Draco's impression, people who can create their own spells are veteran spell masters, so he was shocked when he heard that Blakely and the others were creating their own spells.This is actually a habitual thinking. In fact, there is no necessary connection between the master of spells and self-created spells. The Weasley twins are a typical example.
Blakely knew that many people actually had this common misunderstanding, so he explained it specifically to clear up his friends' doubts.
"So, what kind of curse did Blakely create?" Ron was the most curious and asked first.
"Keep it a secret. We'll know when the time comes." Blakely put a slender finger in front of his mouth and made a secrecy gesture.
"Okay, little guys. There is plenty of time for chatting, but business is more important now." Dis interrupted the chat of these little guys and quickly finished the business. He also had to go to accompany Ellie.I haven’t seen her for 7 minutes and 32 seconds. I miss her.
Blakely looked at his serious father and wondered what this maniac who doted on his wife was thinking. In the past two days, he had discovered another side of his father.After my mother came back, all she could think about was her, like a doting wife.
Blakely shook off his complicated thoughts and drank the potion in the bottle.The peculiar herbal smell slid into the throat along with an indescribable fishy sweetness. The next second it seemed as if the potion he drank started rioting, as if what he drank was violent thunder.
Tyrannical magic and unspeakable power filled his body, and then Blakely felt his own changes and the tremendous pain of the reorganization of his bones and muscles.
"Ah!!!" Accompanied by the bone-crushing sound of bones grinding all over his body and the unconscious purple thunder and lightning emerging from the inside of his body to the surface of his body, Blakely let out a miserable howl like a beast.
Several friends were startled when they saw Blakely in pain, and turned to look at Diss anxiously, with worries and doubts in their eyes. Diss was relieved when he saw this scene and put a slender finger on his face. He came to the front and made a silent gesture, indicating that this was a normal reaction.
Diss looked at Blakely with a painful look on his face but he breathed a sigh of relief. The best outcome was that everything was normal.Then he thought of something, a sinister smile that flashed away.
"Child, don't lose consciousness, stay awake." Dis's words came from not far away, forcing Blakely's spirit, which had been gradually comatose due to the huge pain, to regain consciousness.
He just tried to stay awake until the blood potion finished taking effect. Blakely no longer knew how much time had passed. He just felt that it was as long as a century.
At this time, Blakely was soaked with sweat, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.My height has increased by two centimeters, my muscles have become stronger and more elastic, and my physical fitness has improved significantly.The most important thing is that Blakely feels that his induction of magic power has become more obvious, especially the induction and use of lightning energy, which seems to be smoother and more comfortable.Moreover, the magic power that can be stored in the body improved by the blood potion has been greatly increased. It feels like if my magic power was a bowl of water before, it is now a large washbasin, and the difference in quantity is not 01:30.
Blakely now feels that he can beat his pre-10 self, of course, if he regains his strength.Opening his eyes, Blakely's purple-pink eyes seemed to have lightning flashing through them, as sharp and bright as a thunderbird.
"Blakely, are you okay?" Hermione saw Blakely returning to normal and was the first to run to Blakely. She reached out to help him up without disdainful of the smelly sweat on his body and asked with concern.
"It feels great, as if I had died a thousand and eight hundred times." Blakely stretched out a thumb and joked with Hermione.
"About 800 years ago, an alien species appeared among the Thunderbirds." Dis walked up to Blakely and cast a Restoration Spell and a Cleansing Spell on Blakely to help him tidy up his image.
"It was a thunderbird that was only two-thirds the size of other thunderbirds and had purple feathers. But he had physical strength and thunder and lightning power that far exceeded other similar ones. The most terrifying thing was that the purple thunder and lightning he triggered was very special. , not only extremely powerful but also difficult to recover. In the end, he became the king of the Thunderbirds of that era, and the wizards of that era tried their best to get his power." Dis looked at Blakely as if he was recalling something. .
"This bottle of blood potion was made from his heart. Now, if your patronus spell is Thunderbird, you can also try Animagus." Dis said with some profound meaning.
"Hey!!??" x6
"The main reason why Animagus cannot turn into magical animals is that magical animals have their own special magic power, and this magic power is completely different from humans. As long as part of their own bloodline corresponds to their own Animagus, Only then can you transform into the corresponding magical animal.
And this requires two conditions.First, one's own bloodline must be the same creature as the magical animal Animagus that one should transform into.Second, the bloodline must be able to affect one's own magic power, so as to ensure that the magical animal one transforms into will not be repulsive to oneself. "Dis explained as he looked at the six little wizards who were confused.
"And with the thin bloodline of wizards now, there would have been no one who could meet those two conditions 300 years ago."
"So that's it." Blakely thought thoughtfully. Is the essential reason why the magical animal Animagus cannot appear because of the different nature of magic power?
"Wait a minute, Dad. Isn't your current explanation and teaching very effective and straightforward? Why are you so bad at teaching me magic?" Blakely felt that he had discovered a bright spot.
"Hey."
"Hey, you're so big!!" Blakely felt that his intelligence had been insulted. The good guy had lied to him for so long. The key was that he returned his letter.
"Blakely, have you completed your self-created spell?" x2
Hermione and Gulan knew Blakely better. Before, Blakely's self-created magic was only completed in a general direction. The whole thing was just a method of applying spells and it was far from being a self-created spell.But the two people are still very familiar with the concept of the magic and the imagined effects. After all, they also participated in the conception.
"Yes, with the help of my parents, I completed the curse today." Blakely spread his hands to show that he actually didn't do anything.
"Although more than [-]% of the work was completed with the help of my mother-in-law."
Draco was surprised when he heard the conversation between the three people: "You can actually create your own magic?!"
In Draco's impression, people who can create their own spells are veteran spell masters, so he was shocked when he heard that Blakely and the others were creating their own spells.This is actually a habitual thinking. In fact, there is no necessary connection between the master of spells and self-created spells. The Weasley twins are a typical example.
Blakely knew that many people actually had this common misunderstanding, so he explained it specifically to clear up his friends' doubts.
"So, what kind of curse did Blakely create?" Ron was the most curious and asked first.
"Keep it a secret. We'll know when the time comes." Blakely put a slender finger in front of his mouth and made a secrecy gesture.
"Okay, little guys. There is plenty of time for chatting, but business is more important now." Dis interrupted the chat of these little guys and quickly finished the business. He also had to go to accompany Ellie.I haven’t seen her for 7 minutes and 32 seconds. I miss her.
Blakely looked at his serious father and wondered what this maniac who doted on his wife was thinking. In the past two days, he had discovered another side of his father.After my mother came back, all she could think about was her, like a doting wife.
Blakely shook off his complicated thoughts and drank the potion in the bottle.The peculiar herbal smell slid into the throat along with an indescribable fishy sweetness. The next second it seemed as if the potion he drank started rioting, as if what he drank was violent thunder.
Tyrannical magic and unspeakable power filled his body, and then Blakely felt his own changes and the tremendous pain of the reorganization of his bones and muscles.
"Ah!!!" Accompanied by the bone-crushing sound of bones grinding all over his body and the unconscious purple thunder and lightning emerging from the inside of his body to the surface of his body, Blakely let out a miserable howl like a beast.
Several friends were startled when they saw Blakely in pain, and turned to look at Diss anxiously, with worries and doubts in their eyes. Diss was relieved when he saw this scene and put a slender finger on his face. He came to the front and made a silent gesture, indicating that this was a normal reaction.
Diss looked at Blakely with a painful look on his face but he breathed a sigh of relief. The best outcome was that everything was normal.Then he thought of something, a sinister smile that flashed away.
"Child, don't lose consciousness, stay awake." Dis's words came from not far away, forcing Blakely's spirit, which had been gradually comatose due to the huge pain, to regain consciousness.
He just tried to stay awake until the blood potion finished taking effect. Blakely no longer knew how much time had passed. He just felt that it was as long as a century.
At this time, Blakely was soaked with sweat, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.My height has increased by two centimeters, my muscles have become stronger and more elastic, and my physical fitness has improved significantly.The most important thing is that Blakely feels that his induction of magic power has become more obvious, especially the induction and use of lightning energy, which seems to be smoother and more comfortable.Moreover, the magic power that can be stored in the body improved by the blood potion has been greatly increased. It feels like if my magic power was a bowl of water before, it is now a large washbasin, and the difference in quantity is not 01:30.
Blakely now feels that he can beat his pre-10 self, of course, if he regains his strength.Opening his eyes, Blakely's purple-pink eyes seemed to have lightning flashing through them, as sharp and bright as a thunderbird.
"Blakely, are you okay?" Hermione saw Blakely returning to normal and was the first to run to Blakely. She reached out to help him up without disdainful of the smelly sweat on his body and asked with concern.
"It feels great, as if I had died a thousand and eight hundred times." Blakely stretched out a thumb and joked with Hermione.
"About 800 years ago, an alien species appeared among the Thunderbirds." Dis walked up to Blakely and cast a Restoration Spell and a Cleansing Spell on Blakely to help him tidy up his image.
"It was a thunderbird that was only two-thirds the size of other thunderbirds and had purple feathers. But he had physical strength and thunder and lightning power that far exceeded other similar ones. The most terrifying thing was that the purple thunder and lightning he triggered was very special. , not only extremely powerful but also difficult to recover. In the end, he became the king of the Thunderbirds of that era, and the wizards of that era tried their best to get his power." Dis looked at Blakely as if he was recalling something. .
"This bottle of blood potion was made from his heart. Now, if your patronus spell is Thunderbird, you can also try Animagus." Dis said with some profound meaning.
"Hey!!??" x6
"The main reason why Animagus cannot turn into magical animals is that magical animals have their own special magic power, and this magic power is completely different from humans. As long as part of their own bloodline corresponds to their own Animagus, Only then can you transform into the corresponding magical animal.
And this requires two conditions.First, one's own bloodline must be the same creature as the magical animal Animagus that one should transform into.Second, the bloodline must be able to affect one's own magic power, so as to ensure that the magical animal one transforms into will not be repulsive to oneself. "Dis explained as he looked at the six little wizards who were confused.
"And with the thin bloodline of wizards now, there would have been no one who could meet those two conditions 300 years ago."
"So that's it." Blakely thought thoughtfully. Is the essential reason why the magical animal Animagus cannot appear because of the different nature of magic power?
"Wait a minute, Dad. Isn't your current explanation and teaching very effective and straightforward? Why are you so bad at teaching me magic?" Blakely felt that he had discovered a bright spot.
"Hey."
"Hey, you're so big!!" Blakely felt that his intelligence had been insulted. The good guy had lied to him for so long. The key was that he returned his letter.
