HP Magic Biography

　　 "Hello, kid." Zhao Qixian smiled kindly, then turned to Nangong Yun and said, "Let's say, what's the matter with you today? It's not something wrong with your psychic."

　　 "How is it possible." Nangongyun smiled embarrassedly.

"How can it be impossible? When you were young, you did not ask me to help you repair the psychics. I really don’t understand. Other people’s psychics will have no problems in their lives without major accidents. It needs to be repaired once."

　　 Hearing this, Nangong Yun couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

　　 "I said it is impossible, but it is impossible. Moreover, my psychic has been integrated with my hand through alchemy. Do you want me to become disabled?"

　　 "Of course not." The man said flatly, "I'm just explaining a fact."

"Damn it." Nangong Yun cursed in a low voice, "Speaking of business, come here today, I am bringing my grandson to show you, and this will fix the problem of his psychic, you know, although My grandson cultivates magic power, but his magic power has been mutated, and it can stimulate the Chinese curse seal at the same time. I think you should be able to find a spiritual medium suitable for him.

　　 "Oh? That's really rare." Zhao Qixian seemed to have discovered a treasure, his eyes became eager when he looked at Fanlin.

　　 "Let me see." Zhao Qixian went up and down a lot of Fanlin, "This kid is a student of Hogwarts."

　　 "Yes, sir." Fanlin nodded and replied respectfully.

　　 "Oh, then, your wand must have been bought from Ollivander." Zhao Qixian nodded.

　　 "Um... let me guess." Zhao Qixian stretched out his hand and touched Fanlin's arm.

　　 Fanlin could clearly feel a force pouring into Fanlin's body along Zhao Qixian's arm.

"Yeah, not bad." Zhao Qixian glanced at Fanlin, "Very powerful reserve of magic power, at least for your current age, your reserve of magic power is more like that of a fifteen or six-year-old ordinary little wizard. ."

　　 "Let me take a look." A magical force pierced Fanlin's five internal organs.

　　 "A great water system talent." Zhao Qixian retracted his palm.

　　 "If I guess right, he is Qing'er's son, right? This water system has exactly the same talent as that girl."

　　 After listening to Zhao Qixian's words, Fanlin and his grandmother looked a little sad, and they all knew where Fanlin's talent came from.

　　 Zhao Qixian didn't realize this. Although he had a good relationship with Fanlin's grandmother, he only knew that Lin Qing had married and had children in England.

　　 "I think the magic wand you use should be grapevine wood, 14 inches long, with a core made of a dragon's nerve, right?"

　　 "Hug, sorry." Fanlin shook his head, the state just now was very wrong.

　　 "I think, sir..." While speaking, Fanlin took out his wand from his arms, "What I use is this one made by you and Mr. Ollivander."

　　 "What?" Seeing the magic wand in front of him, Zhao Qixian's eyes were filled with surprises, and he took the unexpected work with trembling hands.

　　 "Unexpectedly, I didn't expect to see this magic wand again for the rest of me. I thought it would never be used by anyone in my life." Zhao Qixian was quite excited now.

　　 "But that's right, the magic of your physique is the most suitable for you."

　　 Talking, Zhao Qixian held one end of the magic wand with his hand, and seemed to want to check the state of the wand.

　　 But soon, Zhao Qixian was disappointed, and the wand did not respond, which made Zhao Qixian feel very incredible.

　　 Fan Lin couldn't help feeling very strange when he saw Zhao Qixian put his wand horizontally and put it to his ear.

　　 "Sorry, sir, what are you doing?" Fanlin looked at Zhao Qixian uncertainly. The old man's behavior was very weird, which reminded him of Dumbledore.

　　 "Shhh!" Zhao Qixian gestured with his hand to stop talking. But soon, this weird behavior was over.

　　 "Little friend, I want to ask if you have recently fought against a wizard whose power is far greater than you?"

　　 "How did you know?" Fanlin looked at the old man in surprise.

　　 "That's it." Zhao Qixian nodded and closed his eyes, "I hear your wand roar in pain."

　　 "Roar?" Fanlin didn't understand, "You mean, the wand is roaring?"

　　 "Yes, little friend!" Zhao Qixian showed a heartache on his face. "The magic wand will choose his wizard. I think Ollivander has also told you this sentence. In our eyes, every magic wand is alive. I heard that this is a magic wand to protect his master. But the injury left a crack on his body. It made him very painful."

　　 "That..." Fanlin was a little flustered, but he didn't expect to block the Lihuo Curse, his wand paid so much for him.

　　 "Can you fix him?"

　　 "It's difficult..." Zhao Qixian didn't know what he was thinking, and as soon as he handed Fanlin's wand away, it fell on his workbench.

"Now..." Zhao Qixian pressed one hand on Fanlin's head, "We have one more thing to do. We must first determine the psychic you are suitable for. For example, my psychic is fire-attributable gold. The sun stone is the main body, with the tail feathers of the phoenix and the bracelet made of white crystal.

"wristband?"

"Yes, a psychic is not like a magic wand. A psychic can be made into anything. For example, your grandma's Celestial Silk Gloves that blend with the skin." Zhao Qixian explained patiently, "But it seems that you are I can't see your grandma's psychic anymore."

　　 "Okay, let me see what you are suitable for."

　　 It is still the familiar feeling, and Fanlin doesn't dare to bother. For the psychic ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fanlin is still looking forward to it, but if he can repair his wand, it will be even more perfect.

"Well, water properties, very tough, and very tolerant, and very cold." Zhao Qixian withdrew his hand, "It's exactly the same, I think, Mithril, the painstaking effort of the mermaid, and the nerve of the dragon, these three This material is most suitable for you. Although it is slightly different from your mother's, the effect should be better."

　　 While talking, Zhao Qixian stretched out his hand, and the three materials flew out of the wooden frame and landed on Zhao Qixian's workbench. Of course, there were many necessary materials, but Fanlin didn't recognize it.

　　 "Sorry, sir." Fanlin quickly interrupted Zhao Qixian who was about to fall into work, "Excuse me, what about my wand?"

　　 "Oh, rest assured, little friend." Zhao Qixian is not angry, "Of course I will fix it. It is my proud work. I think I can make him more perfect and more suitable for you."

　　 After speaking, Zhao Qixian fell into the work, and it can be seen that he loves these jobs very much.

　　 What else Fanlin wanted to say, he didn't understand this aspect very well, but was stopped by Nangong Yun.

　　 "Wait patiently, I think, you have to trust this old guy. Although others are assholes, they still make great things."

　　 Nangongyun glanced at the clock in the corner, and the originally still clock began to turn.

　　 "It looks like we only need to wait two hours."

　　 "Two hours?" Fanlin only felt that his head was not enough. Doesn't it take such a short time to make a Chinese-style wand?

　　 But seeing grandma closed her eyes and just sat aside, Fan Lin had to wait quietly, looking at the fire light behind the workbench, quietly trance.