Sword and Magic and Taxi

"What are you going to do?" Tolkien watched Zhao Mai pick up the crying wormwood, put it under his nose and smelled it, then bite a piece with his teeth and started chewing. [Full text reading] "This thing is toxic! Come out!" He immediately picked up the emetic that had just been prepared and passed it over.

"It's okay, I won't be poisoned." Zhao Mai wrapped the thing in his mouth with natural force, and then slowly realized its medicinal properties. After that, he took a sip of the emetic, and experienced it in the same way.

In this way, Zhao Mai tasted all the ingredients needed for emetics one by one, and carefully compared the ingredients of the emetics. As the control of the natural force becomes stronger, the druid will gradually break away from the original "human" after learning to transform into other biological forms. Toxin immunity is a universal ability of the druid at this stage.

On this basis, the Druid can further refine this ability, such as using the force of nature to analyze the toxicity and medicinal properties of animals and plants. This is actually closely related to the ability to transform. A druid who becomes a snake has the same fangs and venom glands as a snake, and a druid who becomes a pufferfish has the same deliciousness and danger. One of the key is understanding and the other is imitating, and this is within the ability of the Force of Nature.

However, the Force of Nature will not make Zhao Mai a chemist, nor will it automatically provide him with the best formula of the medicine. He first cooked according to the method in the textbook, and tasted each step again, using his body to experience the process of drug manufacturing, analyzing which ingredient played the most important role, and whether each step was the most important ingredient The effectiveness has been played out, can it be improved?

He is like an analyzer, and the knowledge of pharmacy learned with the bachelors in Westeros allows him to enter the door. The formulas of the wizarding world provide a basic path, and he is equipped with extremely accurate potions by using psychic powers. Operational ability. Tolkien can only control the accuracy of the material to a few grams, but Zhao Mai uses psychic powers to be ten or even a hundred times more accurate than him. Originally, Zhao Mai was able to divide one piece of experimental materials into more than 30 pieces according to the proportion, and conduct 30 smaller-scale experiments. He constantly improves the efficiency of each step and advances it gradually. By the time it got dark, after more than two hundred iterations, he had completed version 24.0 of the vomiting agent, which had almost reached the limit of this formula.

However, the method of operation he used was completely different from the method in the book, except for the same raw materials, it was not a kind of medicine at all.

Tolkien licked a drop of emetic with his tongue, and then couldn't stand it immediately, holding the trash can on the ground and vomiting. Zhao Mai used the force of nature to help him control his body's reaction, and then helped him stand up. Tolkien wiped his mouth: "This...this thing is powerful enough, too powerful!"

"I assume you are complimenting me." Zhao Mai helped him to the chair and said: "I found something very strange: this potion exerts the ability of the material itself, not the ability of spells. "

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, eliminating the use of magic to manipulate the preparation process, this potion can also be configured by ordinary people, and it does not need to have the ability to cast spells." Zhao Mai turned the book to the next page: "Let's take a look. Isn’t it the same for a potion.”

The two were busy until late at night and hurried back to the dormitory until the lights off at Hogwarts. They tested three drugs that day, and Zhao Mai used similar methods to find a way to enhance the efficacy of the drugs. The next day, Zhao Mai, with doubts, found Professor Dumbledore after class.

He has an office of his own, which is not big but furnished in a comfortable way. In the middle of the roof is an orange ball lamp, and a small blue ball rotates around it next to it. It is estimated that it has taken the symbolic meaning of the sun and the earth. The huge bookcase has been topped to the place close to the ceiling. The books on the high places can look up at the sun and the earth, and the gilded text on the spine is easy to distinguish under the light.

Dumbledore was surrounded by the bookshelves. He has a huge desk that is messy and occupied by various scrolls, letters, stationery, specimens, potions and models. When Zhao Mai came in, he was staring at the table: "We are all standing neatly, we have guests here."

The things on the table didn't move at all, but the chair opposite the desk came over by itself, moving and shaking off the old nightgown hanging on the back of the chair, so that Zhao Mai could sit down comfortably. "I have been thinking about when you will come to me, but I did not expect it to be today. It seems that my prophecy is still as bad as in the past." He smiled at Zhao Mai: "I know you and Ado meet It’s troublesome to arrive, but I’m sorry, I have applied, but the school’s examination committee is currently unwilling to change the rules."

"Examination Board?"

"Yes, the examination committee I am talking about is the principal." Dumbledore stretched out his slender fingers and rummaged on the table. "Ah, here, I remember leaving a bag of candies. Come one? Purely? Chocolate tastes, not Bibi Duo beans."

"Thank you." Zhao Mai took a chocolate candy and threw it into his mouth. The sugar has been in for a long time, and it has some dusty feeling on it, but everything else is fine. The sweet and greasy aroma quickly fills the mouth. "Your Principal doesn't want us to pass the exam?"

"Oh no, he is not targeting the two of you. I can assure you." Dumbledore said: "The test used now has lasted for decades, and generations of wizards have been tested in this way. Although I cannot say It is absolutely correct, but at least there is a fixed standard. Now too many people are paying attention to you students. If you propose to change the screening conditions at this time, it will attract too much unnecessary attention to the school. Moreover, this matter must be Report to the Ministry of Magic, even if the Ministry approves the changes, the exam will have been completed at that time."

Zhao Mai nodded, Dumbledore said very realistically, it is really difficult to change the rules. But he can see that even if he fails the exam, he just can't stay at Hogwarts to study, doesn't mean he can't study.

"Ado's situation is very interesting, and the situation is very clear. The only words he can say are Ado, but the meaning is no different from ordinary people~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so he can use magic. Some magic creatures have similar phenomena when they cast spells. The ancient dragons recorded in ancient books used dragon language to cast magic—not fire breathing. Addo is a giant, and it is very likely that someone in his body This ancient bloodline showed power, which led to all this. Even if he fails the exam, he will be a good wizard."

"Thank you for your compliment. Addo's spell is very good, but he can't do it in other disciplines. This problem is actually quite big."

"School is not the only path to success, nor is it the only ladder to shape character." Dumbledore said: "Mike, I am more interested in your situation. I read many books, looking for similar symptoms. ——I can’t find a more suitable word, and temporarily replace it with symptoms. I’m not saying you are sick — I really found a paragraph of text.”

Dumbledore raised his head and glanced across the bookshelf: "Uh, where did it come from? I read it the day before yesterday. Oh yes, here!" He beckoned slightly, and a large book with a heavy stone cover Roll down the shelf. At this moment, everything on the table, whether it was scrolls or stationery, screamed and ran away, because two seconds later, the big stone book hit the table with a loud bang.

He waved his hand to blow away the rising dust. On the cover of the stone, there were a few words carved with a chisel: "The Origin of Magic". (To be continued.)