Harry Potter and Master of Magic

Zhang Hao secretly sighed in his heart: "It's time to come!"

He had expected this day a long time ago, but he didn't expect Dumbledore to endure until now.

At the beginning, there was an uproar about the sky-high reward for the phoenix egg. In the end, everyone knew that besides Dumbledore, someone else in the wizarding world owned a phoenix.

That's Phoenix!

How many wizards covet the Phoenix?

But what about coveting?

It's not that there were no wizards who got phoenix eggs in the past. In the end, those wizards had almost nothing else to gain except making phoenix eggs into egg fried rice.

Why does this phenomenon happen?

Because the wizards don't know how to sign a contract with the phoenix, if they don't turn the phoenix egg into egg fried rice, they can only watch the phoenix egg turn into a phoenix and fly away.

And now, finally, another wizard signed a contract with Phoenix.

Many wizards are greedy, and they all want a way to sign a contract with the Phoenix.

But they didn't dare to act rashly, and they didn't even dare to try.

A teenager who can sign a contract with Phoenix, who knows if he has strong support behind him?

Maybe the person behind him is the strongest wizard in the magic world today? Many wizards in the outside world have guessed this way.

From this point of view, because of the existence of Dumbledore, Zhang Hao saved a lot of trouble.

Without Dumbledore's deterrence, I'm afraid Collinsville Castle would have been flattened!

Only Dumbledore knew that there was indeed a strong person behind Zhang Hao, but that person was not him at all.

He himself didn't know how to sign the contract with Phoenix.

He always wanted to meet the strong man behind Zhang Hao, but he couldn't find a suitable reason.

To this day, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He was worried that Zhang Hao would go astray, and he had to communicate with the strong man behind Zhang Hao.

"Can you help me make an appointment with him?" He said sincerely, "I don't mean any harm, I just want to communicate with him."

Zhang Hao hesitated, he didn't know whether Lilith would like to meet outsiders.

"This... I need to discuss it with her." He thought about it, and said cautiously: "Although I have a relatively close relationship with her, I have no right to make decisions for her."

"You are right to do this, there is no rush on this matter." Dumbledore said with a smile: "I will wait for your good news."

"So, do you have anything else to say?"

Zhang Hao is already planning to leave, the day is coming to an end, and he hasn't finished what he planned to do today!

"What?" Dumbledore joked, "Is it boring to chat with my old man?"

"That's not true," Zhang Hao said with a smile: "It doesn't matter who you chat with, what matters is what topic you talk about."

"Then chat with me for a while?"

The two chatted for a while before Dumbledore let Zhang Hao go.

The moment Zhang Hao left the principal's office, he forgot all the previous conversations.

For him, it doesn't matter how other people are.

If you can help, you can help, and if you can't help, you don't force yourself to intervene.

Nothing is as important as making yourself stronger!

He came to the Room of Requirement and released the dementor he caught that day.

This poor dementor has become very weak, gamma rays can counteract magic power to a certain extent, and gold-195 can absorb magic power and emit gamma rays.

It was absorbing and counteracting again, and the magic power on the dementor had long been exhausted.

For magical creatures, running out of mana is a very painful thing. Just like ordinary people who are tired, hungry, and have no energy at all, they simply cannot survive but cannot die.

The dementor in front of him was in this state, and it attacked Zhang Hao the moment it was freed.

A strong suction force came out of its mouth, as if it wanted to pull Zhang Hao's soul out of his body.

Zhang Hao snorted softly, released a little silver light, and easily suppressed the dementor.

He grabbed the dementor's cloak and ripped it from the dementor.

The ugly body of the dementor was completely exposed in front of Zhang Hao.

The cloak that was taken off turned into black smoke in just a moment.

At the same time, new cloaks were being formed on the dementor's charred body.

That cloak was simply a part of the dementor's body, a strange flesh made of ashes and black mist.

Zhang Hao took out a sharp knife and chopped off the dementor's head.

This monster was black to the bone, there was no blood in its body, only black mist and ash flowing from the wound.

Zhang Hao cut open the dementor's head again, and carefully probed the secrets of the dementor's body.

In this dirty brain, I finally found some fine flocs mixed in the black mist and ash.

Zhang Hao picked up a piece of floc, rubbed it with his fingers, and murmured, "Could this be the nerve of a dementor? Can this be used as a wand?"

He cut open the dementor's torso again, and some strange organs leaked out with black mist and ash, dripping all over the ground.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have crawled on the ground and vomited madly by now.

Fortunately, Zhang Hao has experienced countless tortures in the illusion, and his nerves have become extremely thick, otherwise this autopsy may not be able to proceed.

Dementor corpses seem to have a shelf life, and those weird organs are gradually turning into black mist, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Zhang Hao reckoned that after a while, the entire dementor would disappear completely.

He hurriedly seized the time and fiddled with the sharp knife in the body of the dementor.

When he found a black-lighting crystal, the dementor almost completely disappeared.

Before he could get the black crystal in his hand, it completely turned into a black mist.

At this point, the first sample completely disappeared.

"Looks like we have to find time to catch a dementor!" Zhang Hao said distressedly, "Next time, move faster, that crystal glowing with black light should be the heart of a dementor, right?"

...

That night, Zhang Hao conducted another experiment.

He finally made it!

The refining process of the awakening potion is completely clear, and it only needs to be practiced a few times before trying to refine it in reality.

Zhang Hao drank the finished magic awakening potion in the illusion, and waited quietly until the potion took effect.

It didn't take long, just over ten minutes, and he felt the blood in his body start to boil.

"Whee... ho..."

Zhang Hao felt very tired physically, but his magic power was soaring.

This feeling is like an enhanced version of the magic rampage!

When the magic power goes berserk, the body is weak first, and then the magic power begins to increase sharply.

The magic awakening potion is carried out simultaneously during the period of the drug effect, while experiencing the weakness of the body, and experiencing the comfort of the magic power surge.

After a long time, the effect of the medicine finally disappeared.

Zhang Hao sensed it carefully, and couldn't help but smile.

His magic power has more than doubled, and there is only a thin line between him and A-level.

To have this effect in the illusion means that it should be the same in reality.

Zhang Hao recalled what he had just promised to Fudge. He created his own spell and added the magic awakening potion. He might be able to become an A-level wizard this year.

A thirteen-year-old A-level wizard... If word spreads, I'm afraid a large number of adults will die of embarrassment!

There is not much time left in the illusion, Zhang Hao thought about it, and decided to start creating spells first.

At present, he is not going to hand over the self-created magics in his hand, flying magic, light of life, flashing curse, finger of death... These are all powerful magics that can be called trump cards, and he will be in danger every time he hands over one point.

Just change a few dementors, and create a few regular magics by yourself.

However, even regular magic must be powerful enough.

For one thing, Fudge is no fool.

Although it is not impossible to make a hot chicken spell to cross business, but how can we cooperate next time?

There must be a bottom line in life and things, otherwise it will be over sooner or later.

On the other hand, it takes a lot of time to create a spell every time, and creating a spell can increase the magic power.

How could the opportunity to create a spell be so easily wasted?

"Magic that is powerful, easy to create, and easy to defend...how to do it?"

Zhang Hao pondered carefully, and it took a long time to lock on some targets.

It is easy to be powerful, but not easy to defend easily.

"Blizzard, Thunderstorm, Flame Storm, Elegy of the Soul... These should be enough, right?"

Blizzard: from Warcraft, human mage skills.

Features: Strong range damage, easy to be resisted by individual defensive magic, suitable for large-scale war scenes.

Reference spells: Fetching Water Curse, Flying Bird Curse, Ten Thousand Bullet Curse.

Thunderbolt Art: From the Demon Realm, a professional skill for mages.

Features: Strong single-body lethality, extremely fast launch speed, suitable for PK point BOSS.

Reference mantra: None.

Flamestorm: ...

Creating spells also requires a certain amount of luck, and it might be easier to find a few more directions.

What if a certain moment of inspiration strikes a certain time, and a certain spell works?

The so-called planting flowers intentionally will not bloom, but planting willows and willows unintentionally will make shade, and occasionally gambling on luck will often get twice the result with half the effort.

Of course, Zhang Hao also hopes to successfully develop all the listed spells.

Especially the Elegy of the Soul, this is the magic he has high hopes for.

It doesn't seek to perfectly restore Shadow Fiend's big move, but only wants the effect to be similar to it.

In the process of fighting Voldemort, the most troublesome thing is his short-range Apparition at will.

No one in this world could defeat him in a head-to-head confrontation if he couldn't restrain his Apparation.

Speaking of this, Zhang Hao really envied Voldemort!

It's good not to be afraid of death!

Only those who are not afraid of death can use Apparation with such recklessness. This has nothing to do with the amount of magic power, it is purely a matter of confidence.

One of the elements of apparition is the clear goal, and in the human consciousness, the remote goal is often more clear than the process goal.

That is to say, compared with long-range targets, short-range targets appear more blurred from the subjective perspective.

The closer the target distance, the higher the requirement for control accuracy.

There's a greater chance of short-distance Apparition fractals, which can get even more outrageous if one doesn't have enough confidence.

Only a person like Voldemort who is not afraid of death has the confidence to not be afraid of splitting.

What Zhang Hao has to do is to restrain Voldemort's Apparition.

To restrain apparition, the first thing to consider is of course large-scale attack magic.

And also by surprise, by surprise!

Then why choose Dirge of the Soul?

Because the Elegy of the Soul is a soul attack, Voldemort's soul is incomplete, so what's the point of not messing with his soul?

There is no doubt that Zhang Hao will create black magic again...

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