Harry Potter: Without Knowing Magic, I Can't Do Anything Other Than Create It Myself

At this time, Mo Chen did not know, because of his good luck, the entire overturned alley had become a sea of fire, and together with those abandoned scum wizards, he went to hell.

Of course, if Mo Chen knew, he wouldn't care at all.

For him, at best, it's just one less place to buy things.

A certain hotel.

Mo Chen decided to create a deformed magic that could at least change his appearance.

Otherwise, you will be recognized every time and you will die of annoyance.

Who made him a "celebrity" now.

He remembered the 'compound decoction' he had drunk earlier, and he had mastered the principle of 'transformation' of that thing.

It is nothing more than temporarily shaping the 'soul shell' of another person and putting it on the outer layer of one's own soul, so as to achieve the effect of camouflage.

But Mo Chen felt that the temporary decoction was too low, and if he wanted to get it, he would get a spell that could change at any time.

So, in accordance with "The Nature of the World", the creation of new magic began.

Three days passed, and a new magic was created, called "Born from the Heart".

The principle of magic is to first use other people's information to make a permanent soul shell, store it, and as long as you chant a spell, you can put the shell on your soul to complete the disguise.

Moreover, his magic does not require human tissues such as hair, and can be copied with just one glance at the other person.

The same fingerprints, the same sound appearance, and even the other party's clothes can change, it is just perfect.

Of course, there are dangers in this, such as using animal information to deform, it is easy to lose yourself, which is why those who fail to practice Animagus can never change back.

And this 'self' is actually in the soul, wrapped by the soul.

This is the core of the soul.

It is also the core of being an intelligent being.

As long as 'I' is still me, then whatever your outer shell changes, it can change back at any time.

But this theory, no one in the Harry Potter world knows, only his "The Nature of the World", which is detailed in the first chapter.

Magic creates success, naturally you have to try.

But there are only mice in the house, do you want to become guinea pigs?

The object of the daily experiment before was mice, and now it is a little awkward to become them.

Just as Mo Chen hesitated, a seven-star ladybug flew in and landed right on the table.

Somehow, the ink dust ghost glanced at the ladybug, and then changed.

Not to mention, the world of ladybugs suddenly became huge, and the originally familiar room suddenly became strange.

Flying around, there is a sense of adventure and it is fun.

After playing for a while, the ink dust changed back to human form.

The animal has changed, and it's time to try people.

That's the point.

He decided that the first man he met when he walked out of the room would be the first target of his Transfiguration Magic.

Opening the door, Mo Chen walked out.

But before he took two steps, he ran into Charlie, the general manager of the hotel.

Charlie is a middle-aged man about 40 years old, polite in speech, no big belly or baldness, tough facial features, it can be seen that he was also a handsome guy when he was young.

After Mo Chen moved in, the other party took the initiative to talk to him several times and asked him how satisfied he was with the room service.

Ink dust sent him with "hehe" every time.

This time, I saw Mo Chen walk out of the room, and took the initiative to greet him enthusiastically.

"Hi, Mr. Mochen, you have finally walked out of the room, is there anything you need to order?"

Mochen has been practicing magic these days, eating and drinking in the hotel, so Charlie is very "concerned".

"It's nothing, just come out and walk, you're busy, don't shut me up!" Mo Chen "looked" at the other party, then turned to the staircase and went down to the second floor.

Charlie: "Yes, you ordered it. "

The ink dust at the mouth of the stairs has become Charlie's appearance.

Without the slightest discomfort, the deformation was successful.

However, at this moment, he was suddenly pulled into the utility room at the entrance of the stairs by a tender hand.

Mo Chen almost took out his wand and gave the other party a five-time slap in a row, but after seeing that it was Lina Anderson, the front desk lady of the hotel, she silently put away her wand.

This young lady is one of the few beautiful women in the hotel, with a convex front and back, blonde hair and blue eyes, and a black silk wrapped in buttocks every day, and people who look at it are quite itchy.

"What's wrong, Lina?" Mo Chen realized that the other party regarded him as manager Charlie, so he dared to ask closely.

"My husband is not home tonight, you take the guys, call John and Bruce, and we have a good time!"

Saying that, without waiting for Mo Chen to react, Lina gave Mo Chen a fragrant kiss and ran out of the utility room.

Ink dust: "...".

Depend on! Is it so exciting?

I didn't expect to choose a random target, and there was an unexpected gain?

This Lina, who usually looks quite dignified, actually plays so much?

What a human being!

Then if I often change myself in the future....

Mo Chen seemed to see the door to a new world, which was slowly opening towards him.

It's just that...... I am a decent gentleman, my life is frank and open, my sleeves are clean, how can I do such a thing?

I decided that from now on, my surname is Cao.

......

Following.

A residential area in the suburbs.

Mo Chen cursed and walked out of Lina's house.

"Bah, three changes in the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, such a good opportunity, actually playing mahjong, it's outrageous, this thing can you eagle country people understand?"

Mo Chen was angry, got into the public phone booth, and called the police: "Hey, police, I want to report someone gathering to gamble, yes, yes, it's a big game, a million gambling funds!" Come on. Hanging

up the phone, Mochen was much more relaxed.

Fuck, you play mahjong sneaky, it's really shameful....

......

Back at the hotel, Mochen decided to leave the room.

This hotel can't stay, no one is normal.

First, the quality of the service industry is not high, and then the manager and the front desk have brain diseases.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would not be normal.

Just as he was packing up and about to check out, an owl flew to the window.

There are letters again.

Mo Chen knew that these eighty percent were letters from Hermione.

When I opened the window, I was a little surprised, and there were not only letters tied to the feet of the round-faced chicken, but also a pure white gold-encrusted invitation.

Mo Chen untied the letter and invitation, skillfully threw a guinea pig to the round-faced chicken, and the round-faced chicken flew away happily.

"Dear Ink Dust:

After the incident of protecting Harry, our friendship has been sublimated, Bill says that you have gained his friendship, tomorrow night will be the wedding of Mr. Bill Weasley and Ms. Fleur Delacour, and they both hope that you will come and bless them.

Of course, I personally hope that you will come, remember to be a little more daring when the time comes.

Please remember to wear a gown to your wedding.

An invitation letter is also attached.

Poor Hermione. "