Vol 3 Chapter 7: Mageweave

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After the discussion, everyone returned to the guild, and President Makarov began to register the three brothers and sisters, Kewen and Mira.

The registration content of the three little ones is very simple, but when it was Cowen's turn, President Makarov started to have a headache.

Because when registering the magic that Kewen has mastered, the space on the registration form quickly ran out.

At this time, President Makarov stared at the magic names on the registration form in his hand, and couldn't help rubbing his forehead very distressed.

After thinking for a while, he put down the registration form, took a blank registration form again, and then slowly said to Kewen: "I took a look, the magic that you registered should belong to the same system, yes' Words of spirit magic, right?"

Kewen couldn't help but stunned, his eyes slightly widened.

In retrospect, it seems that President Makarov was right. Most of the magic learned in the world of'Harry Potter' really seemed to'say the law'.

Therefore, it seems that there is nothing wrong with being called "speech magic" by President Makarov.

Seeing Cowen's expression, President Makarov then asked in his slow tone: "Do you still master a lot of magic that uses words to express magic effects directly?"

Kewen couldn't help nodding.

"That's right." President Makarov smiled with satisfaction, took a pen to write on the new registration form, and said at the same time: "Then I'll register you as a ‘speech magic’."

"OK……"

Corvin was still a little bit unreturned, he was still shocked by the nature of the'Harry Potter World Curse', so some distracted subconsciousness responded.

President Makarov quickly completed the registration, raised his head again, and asked Cowen: "So, do you know other systems of magic? For example, the ‘teleport’ magic you used before."

"Well, I know some." Kewen nodded: "I also have some frost magic, fire magic, lightning magic, arcane magic, as well as polymorphism, alchemy, potion making, and more..."

"Stop!" Makarov was stunned, his body stiffened as if he had turned into a stone statue.

After a while, he closed his wide open mouth, and then took a cold breath into his abdomen.

Staring at Corvin in shock, President Makarov couldn't help asking: "Are you...really only eleven years old?"

Kewen nodded: "Well, eleven years old."

"You..." President Makarov looked down at the registration form in his hand, and sighed after raising his head again: "How on earth did you learn so much magic..."

Kewen was stunned, and suddenly felt that his situation seemed too ridiculous, but he immediately began to sloppy, and said calmly: "Maybe my talent is better, I can quickly master all magic, only learning alchemy at the beginning It took a little more time during the surgery."

"Really?" President Makarov still felt unbelievable. He thought for a while and said, "Can you try it?"

"How to try?" Kewen asked.

"Um..." President Makarov squeezed his chin, and then said: "I will teach you a ‘light magic’. There shouldn’t be any of this series in the magic you master, right?"

"No." As Cowen replied, his eyes lit up, and a look of eagerness appeared on his face.

"Well, it's such a magic."

President Makarov stretched out his left index finger while speaking, and pointed it at the slate ground. At the next moment, a magic circle composed of golden lines and unidentified text suddenly appeared in front of his fingertips and quickly increased in size. .

Afterwards, a small golden light bullet was quickly launched from the center of the magic circle, instantly leaving a burnt black mark on the slate ground.

"That's it."

Makarov put away his magic power and caused the golden magic circle to disappear, then looked at Cowen and said: "If your talent is so good, I think it should be easy to master this magic."

Kewen was at a loss at this time, blinked, looked at President Makarov and asked, "What then?"

"What then?" Makarov also showed a dazed look.

"I mean..." Kewen immediately reminded: "What is the spell of magic?"

"Spell?" President Makarov's eyes showed suspicion, and he said in a surprised tone: "Did you not see the magic circle just now? Do you need a spell?"

"What does it have to do with the magic circle?" Kewen continued to be dazed.

Next, the two began to stare at each other, feeling as if they were not on the same channel.

After a while, Makarov sighed in disappointment and uttered the spell.

Instantly remembered the pronunciation and intonation of the spell, and then Kewen stretched out his finger and pointed it at the slate ground, chanting the spell silently in his heart.

Soon, his fingertips turned golden, and a small light bullet flew out quickly, hitting a black mark on the slate ground.

"Is that so?" Corvin confirmed to Chairman Makarov.

"Um... that's right."

President Makarov put away his suspicion, nodded and said: "However, you only showed the simplest magic effect. Can you show the full effect of magic again?"

"What is the complete effect?" Kewen asked inexplicably: "Does it mean firing a large number of magic light bombs at once?"

He raised his palm while speaking, and Kewen pointed his palm to the ground, preparing to cast the spell.

"Stop!" President Makarov immediately raised his hand to stop and explained: "I mean, let me see your understanding of this magic, let me see the magic pattern in the magic circle."

"Magic pattern?" Kewen tilted his head ignorantly and ‘kawaii’.

Seeing this, President Makarov showed the dazed expression when he woke up, his brain seemed blank, and the channels of the two people seemed to be off the same line again.

After looking at each other for a while and making statues, President Makarov couldn't help raising the volume, and asked incredulously: "You don't know the magic pattern?"

Corvin shook his head blankly.

"Then how did you learn your magic?"

"As long as you know the spell..." Kewen's answer still looked very dazed.

Snapped!

"My God..." President Makarov patted his forehead speechlessly.

Before long, he put down his palm, looked up at Kewen again, and said helplessly: "I really don't know where you are or who you got the inheritance from..."

"Well..." President Makarov took a deep breath: "Let's start from the beginning."

Seeing Kewen showing a positive expression, President Makarov began to say: "When we are born into the world, the magic power between heaven and earth will fill our body, and after the formation of a'magic power source' in the human body, the magic power will be in our body. It keeps flowing."

"And the traces formed by the flow of magic power are magic lines."

Hearing this, Kewen showed a white look, he had no knowledge of these concepts at all.

Seeing this, President Makarov sighed again, then raised his palm, causing a magic circle to appear instantly and quickly expand to half a meter in diameter.

With the other hand pointing to the unidentified words in the magic circle, President Makarov explained: "Look, this is the magic pattern. This magic pattern represents the element of light, this represents control, and this represents changes in form. This is power control..."

Pointing out the text in the circle of magic circle, President Makarov pointed to the lines and patterns that formed the magic circle, and then said: "To release a magic circle, we must master the elements it represents and add control over its power. Combining the magic lines with the form and other factors, and then using the pattern to gather all the magic lines together, in this way, it is considered to have mastered a perfect magic."

After speaking, Makarov changed his breath and asked patiently: "Understood?"

Kewen nodded, and replied with a surprised look in his eyes: "Now I understand!"

With a helpless sigh, President Makarov put away the magic circle, and then said: "It seems that you can only simply release magic; for power, you can only control it with the intensity of magic output. You seem to There has never been an essential understanding of those magic, is it?"

Kewen nodded speechlessly, acknowledging this evaluation.

"This is no wonder." President Makarov nodded: "Otherwise, as long as you have seen my magic circle, you will be able to learn magic through those runes. After all, I have already used the magic circle' Encryption is removed."

After speaking, President Makarov showed a competent look and continued to say kindly: "If you want to continue on the magic journey and achieve something in the end, then I suggest you better learn the basics of magic from the beginning. knowledge."

Kewen nodded his head and responded seriously: "I will! Can the guild teach me?"

"Of course!" President Makarov showed a relieved look, and smiled and narrowed his eyes into a curved gap.

Raising his hand to slap Cowen on the young shoulder, President Makarov said kindly: "The so-called guild is a place where partners are brought together; it is an intermediary that introduces work; it is also a homeless kid like you. Home."

Withdrawing his palm, President Makarov smiled broadly: "As a parent, of course we must teach the children to grow up."

Looking at the smiling face of President Makarov, at this moment, Kewen couldn't help but have an idea-it seems that he had encountered a place that felt like'Hogwarts' that made people feel at ease... …

From this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Kewen also grinned and responded with a big smile: "Thank you."

"Go." President Makarov smiled, raised his hand, pointed to a table against the wall, and pointed to a bunch of little peas who gathered together over there: "Go and meet your companions. From now on you will be uh..."

Bang! Wow! Damn...

The second half of President Makarov's words were blocked in his throat, because in the direction he was pointing, several little boys had already fought together like a street fight.

Kewen followed the sound and saw that the three brothers and sisters of Mira were retreating from the battlefield, and several little girls were helplessly persuading them to fight.

As for the little boys pinched together, they have entangled each other's bodies and don't know who their enemies are, and they have completely escalated the battle into chaos.

"My table oh wow!"

Chairman Makarov next to Kewen suddenly let out a scream like a sobbing...