Huang Ting

"Innate superpower? How do you say it?"

Hu Xiuwu asked in surprise. This was the first time he heard this statement.

Deng Youfu talked about his own experience.

He went to the Hogwarts library to look for information. The Hogwarts students were reviewing "Standard Spells, Elementary" right next to him. The witchcraft that Britain was proud of was at their fingertips.

Dumbledore, the most famous wizard among wizards, is very famous throughout the Western world and is respected as the strongest white wizard.

The point is not about being a white wizard, the point is about being the strongest. Even the Emerald Society, the actual management organization of the European alien world, treats him with great courtesy and does not dare to look down upon him.

And the skills practiced by such a strong man are placed in front of you, and he also agrees to let you enter the library, and tacitly agrees that you can browse all the books in the library. Are you really not curious at all? Not even a little bit.

Desire?

Perhaps people like Chen Duo and Feng Baobao can abandon distracting thoughts, but Deng Youfu obviously still cannot achieve the state of calm mind and seeing nothing. Naturally, he has also read magic textbooks in his spare time.

But the content in the book really confused him and subverted his understanding of spiritual practice.

Deng Youfu took out a magic wand and pointed at the cake remnants on the table: "Yingadim Leviosa!"

There was nothing wrong with the wand. It was a local specialty that Deng Youfu bought at Ollivander's Wand Shop. His incantations were also very standard, and his wrist movements were meticulously based on the content in the book.

However, even so, the cake crumb ignored Deng Youfu at all and lay motionless on the table. His spells were not as effective as Hagrid's snoring, which could at least make the cake crumb jump twice.

"Did you see it? I cast the spell strictly according to the steps recorded in the book, but no matter what, I couldn't feel what the book said 'feel a force pouring out of your body and lifting the object in front of you.'

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Hu Xiuwu touched his chin and thought: "No, there is only one mantra and posture in the book? How should the Qi flow and which meridians should be followed? Do you need the assistance of the soul?"

Deng Youfu put down the wand helplessly. In his hand, this wand can really only be used as chopsticks. No, even if it requires two chopsticks, it is not even as good as chopsticks:

"That's right, unlike our place, there is no such thing as Xingqi Zhoutian, which meridians pass through, or how to practice static and pile exercises."

"It's just spells and movements, with no mystery at all. If it weren't for the fact that all students at Hogwarts had the same textbooks, I would have suspected that Dumbledore had framed me."

"And I can't do the same action, but other students can perform witchcraft. It's like some kind of innate power."

"This cannot be explained by barriers of knowledge and vision. There must be some mystery that we don't know about."

Deng Youfu told Hu Xiuwu all his encounters and experiences.

This so-called witchcraft is actually a matter of taste! Only students at Hogwarts can successfully perform it. It is no wonder that Deng Youfu suspected that this so-called witchcraft was actually some kind of innate power.

"Then it's impossible for all students to awaken the same innate ability!"

Hu Xiuwu expressed doubts about this and felt that there was another mystery behind it.

Deng Youfu didn't care about this and threw the wand back into the bag: "Whatever, I don't understand it anyway, let alone use it. Uncle Liu's stupidity is enough to last me a lifetime, so there is no need to learn from them.

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After chatting with Deng Youfu for a long time, Hu Xiuwu learned a lot. He looked up and saw the moon rising in the west and stars hanging in the sky. It was still getting late.

Hu Xiuwu stood up and left: "Brother Deng, I will leave first. We will talk tomorrow when we are free."

"Okay, today I would like to thank you for telling me this secret, so that I can continue my research with confidence."

Hu Xiuwu said in surprise: "Brother Deng, do you want to continue research?"

"Of course!" Deng Youfu said resolutely, "How can you leave the future of the Northeast Fairy Family completely to the fate of heaven? Do you know that there will be a bumper harvest next year, so you don't care about the rice in the field?"

"The world will change, but I will not change. I will carry out my beliefs to the end."

Before, Hu Xiuwu didn’t know that Liu Kunsheng would choose Deng Youfu as his disciple, but now he knows:

"Brother Deng, your arrogance in vowing to change the future, no one else but me, really has the shadow of Uncle Liu."

'snort,'

I don't know if it was Hu Xiuwu's illusion, but he seemed to hear Liu Kunsheng's proud and gratified hum.

Old children, old children, and thousand-year-olds are as arrogant as children, aren't they?

Come here with joy and return with a full load.

After jumping out of the window, he naturally had to go back the same way, but it was no longer the same window as before. Hu Xiuwu flew directly on the Three Corpse Needle to the fifth floor where their guest room was.

Knowing that Zhang Lingyu planned to meditate after he left, Hu Xiuwu deliberately avoided his and Zhang Lingyu's room and prepared to enter through the lounge in order not to disturb him.

In the lounge of the guest room, Bi Youlong was still giving lectures to the people who knew everything. Zhang Zhiwei and Dumbledore were chatting happily, but they hadn't finished talking yet.

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly raised his head and looked at the window.

The sword wind outside the window is hunting and roaring endlessly. Just by hearing its sound, one can sense the infinite murderous intent contained in it.

This is a magic school, filled with wizards wielding small sticks. There is only one person who can display such sword skills.

Hu Xiuwu.

Not only Zhang Zhiwei, but also Bi Youlong also reacted after a brief confusion and quickly came to the window. He wanted to know what happened. Dumbledore had just assured him that Hogwarts would definitely

Safety.

The next second, their people were attacked in Hogwarts?

Everyone came to the window one after another.

In the night sky, there is a person wearing a golden chain mountain armor. Fiery fire bursts out from the mountain pattern, exuding a fierce and violent blood flame. It wraps around his body and turns into a cloak of blood and fire, and then converges on his ink color.

On the helmet, two strong blood-red phoenix wings were condensed.

If it weren't for the simple Tang sword he was holding in his hand, Bi Youlong would have thought that this was the appearance of Sun Wukong.

The person confronting Hu Xiuwu was a wizard with white hair and a cane who looked quite young.

This wizard is not easy to mess with at first glance. His face is covered with scars, and there is a long and narrow scar on his left eye. The eyeball and eyelid of his left eye have disappeared, replaced by a whole exposed eye.

The evil eye, the evil eye is always turning, and it seems to be monitoring everyone around it all the time.

Although Hu Xiuwu's strength was beyond his expectation, he did not panic. He always maintained a vigilant and cautious style and dealt with Hu Xiuwu calmly.

Encircled by Hu Xiuwu's solid sword energy, the Tang Dao, which was as slender as a seedling, turned into a thick and fierce horse-killing sword, falling from the sky and slashing at the old wizard below.

Others only see the sword light as beautiful and gorgeous as the falling moon and meteors. Only the person being attacked can realize the suffocating power hidden behind this gorgeousness, like a falling moon.

Youyue·Qingxu Slash.

The old wizard did not intend to sit back and wait for death. The wand in his hand released a dark green beam of light with an ominous aura to welcome Hu Xiuwu's Qingxu Slash.

When Dumbledore saw this scene, he immediately exclaimed: "Not good."

Feeling anxious and worried that something might happen, Dumbledore waved the wand that looked like a human finger bone without chanting a curse, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Zhang Zhiwei also opened the window, and with a dexterity that did not match his old appearance, he easily jumped onto the window frame. With a slight exertion on his feet, spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared on the thick stone wall like a human being, and penetrated the wall.

Like a golden missile, it cut through the air, leaving only circles and circles of sonic boom clouds in the mid-air, which were composed of clouds and vapor, and the sound of the sonic boom was only noticed after the Celestial Master flew out.

It exploded like thunder on a sunny day.

The rest of the Nadutong employees looked at this scene in stunned silence. Not to mention them, even Bi Youlong saw Tianshi take action for the first time, and this action shocked him.

Bi Youlong turned back expressionlessly:

"Did Heavenly Master just break through the sound barrier!?"

Everyone nodded numbly.

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Dumbledore's figure appeared on the playground, casting spells repeatedly:

"Immobulus, petrificus totalus, protego."

Then he yelled: "Moody, stop it!"

However, Moody was obviously unable to answer him. He had been immobilized by Dumbledore, and an invisible protective shield was attached to his body to prevent Zhang Zhiwei from not arriving in time.

On the other side, Zhang Zhiwei, who arrived almost at the same time as Dumbledore, was covered in golden light and slammed into Hu Xiuwu. He directly pressed Hu Xiuwu, who had just looked like a ghost, to the ground, and smashed a meteorite on the ground.

A deep pit will be created if it falls.

"Slow down, Xiuwu, it might be a misunderstanding."

The thin golden rope tied Hu Xiuwu tightly.

Whose naughty child is the one whose parents should take care of?