This Hogwarts isn't normal.

June 16, 1994,

10:15 am,

Third floor of Wayne's house.

Vincent, who had set up the camera in the room, put on a pair of metal boots with trepidation.

Although he had tested them countless times yesterday, he still felt a strong sense of uneasiness when he really put them on.

He pointed the camera at the desk, then took a deep breath in front of the lens, "The first practical test of the flying boots, may Merlin bless you."

He closed his eyes and tried to relax himself, and when he opened his eyes, his whole face was filled with infinite confidence.

"Start!"

Along with his words, invisible magic power began to penetrate into the flying boots.

The magic circuits engraved on its surface lit up one by one, followed by bursts of particularly loud noises, and then the nozzles on the soles sprayed out air.

Vincent's feet had just left the ground, and before he had time to be happy, he kicked around in the air as if he had lost his balance.

"Gugu?" Gugu, who was next to the camera, tilted his head and looked at him who was trying to keep his balance.

Merlin really showed up, at least he didn't jump directly to the roof like last time.

Vincent in mid-air activated the two auxiliary nozzles on the side of the boots, and was quickly adapting to the discomfort caused by weightlessness.

The auxiliary nozzles of the flying boots are mainly used to adjust the posture, just like the palm nozzles of the next door Shi Da Ke.

And they are also very useful.

Vincent quickly adapted to it and began to control the flying boots to slowly fly to the desk.

The hot air jets from the soles instantly blew away several drafts on the desk.

Countless theoretical tests have proved that flying boots are feasible, but the stability is still unknown.

Vincent flew back to the camera and landed. The heavy metal boots immediately made two dents in the wooden floor.

If you want to test the stability, such a small room is definitely not enough.

He came to the window in his boots and lowered his head to think for a moment.

Under the gaze of Gugu's big eyes full of doubts, he suddenly disappeared into the air, and then there was a particularly loud noise.

"Gugu?" Gugu tilted his head and looked at the desk drawer.

The poop shoveler was not here, so this was a good opportunity.

However, its every move was recorded by the camera that was still recording.

Back to Vincent, he had just completed a flight around Wayne's house under the Disillusionment Spell.

The response time was very fast, with almost no delay, and the coordination between the main nozzle and the auxiliary nozzle was also very good.

Then, it was time to test its limits.

He cast the Armor Spell silently and without a wand, and then increased the magic power input into the flying boots.

The strong airflow that instantly burst out from the soles of the shoes pushed him to fly quickly into the sky, and the people on the ground raised their heads when they heard the sound.

However, they saw nothing.

Just when people began to wonder if there was a collective auditory hallucination, a strong wind blew over their heads.

"Oh my God! Is it a UFO?"

"Maybe it's a stealth aircraft secretly researched by the military!"

Vincent couldn't hear their discussion at all.

He flew over Oxford Street at high speed and had already arrived at the road outside.

A Ferrari sped past, leaving only a charming red back.

More powerful mana quickly poured into the invisible flying boots.

The nozzle on the sole flowed like liquid, and finally became a larger nozzle.

This is the high-speed cruise mode, abandoning the posture adjustment of the auxiliary nozzle to achieve the maximum speed increase.

A noise far louder than the engine sound on the ground came from the sky.

In just a blink of an eye, Vincent had flown over the roof of the Ferrari.

This is a turbofan engine used in fighter jets. Although the volume has been greatly reduced, alchemy and mithril can ensure that their power will not be reduced too much.

The huge gas explosion sound that appeared for a moment could be clearly heard by the Ferrari owner through the glass, and the white mist in the air that looked like stones thrown into the water made him slam on the brakes.

It was really a ghost. It was fine to see the sonic boom cloud in broad daylight, but I couldn't even see the shadow of that thing.

"It's definitely alien technology!" The Ferrari owner said to the blonde girl in the co-pilot.

Look at the trees on the roadside, the leaves are all over the sky.

Vincent, who was flying to Watford, certainly didn't know what they were discussing. The speed close to Mach 2 was really not something that ordinary people could bear.

If it weren't for the protection of the armor spell, the wizard's physique would definitely not be able to bear it.

But even so, the maximum speed of the flying boots has not been fully explored.

The maximum speed of the turbofan engine is Mach 3, but it is generally equipped with fighter jets of 10 tons or more.

Vincent is only over 80 kilograms at most, and the limit of the flying boots is definitely far more than Mach 3.

Two layers, three layers, four layers...

He put on 15 layers of armor spells, and then poured a huge amount of mana into the flying boots.

The terrifying acceleration pushed him as if his whole body was squeezed.

Compared with the apparition, the experience of high-speed cruise mode is obviously much worse.

A group of even larger sonic boom clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by the deafening sound of breaking the sound barrier one after another.

Fortunately, there were not many vehicles on the road leading to Watford, otherwise the shock would have caused a serious car accident when the steering wheel was swerved and the brakes were suddenly applied.

However, a burgundy GT-R that was about to enter Watford was not affected at all, and it even sped up to catch up.

Rinyin, who was in the driver's seat, looked at the huge sonic boom clouds high in the sky and couldn't help but curse.

"British wizards are all fucking lunatics!"

Forget about using the time turner in a legal and compliant manner, or installing a hurricane formed by mana as an accelerator on the hot air balloon. There are actually wizards who dare to fly several times the speed of sound.

What about the British Ministry of Magic? Don't you care?

"Why do I always feel that this mana aura is a bit familiar..."

She suddenly slammed on the brakes.

The high-speed burgundy GT-R is lying on the road.

Other wizards may not recognize it, but she has experienced this powerful magic firsthand.

"Vincent Wayne..." A voice full of resentment echoed in the carriage.

A quiet and beautiful bay town that makes people happy and forgetful?

All the good mood is gone, what the hell!

Turn around! Go to London! She wants to call an army to hold him accountable!

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Vincent came home around 12 noon.

The performance of the flying boots is so strong that it only takes less than half a minute to fly from London to Watford, and it only takes an hour to circle around England.

He flew into the room window and landed on the floor, still feeling the shock brought by the flying boots.

"Knock knock——"

Vincent looked towards the closed door.

"Why are you having lunch so early today..." He muttered to himself and opened the door.

Not Evelin, not Eric, but Linyin with a smile on her lips.

"Why are you here?"

"What do you think?"

Vincent's head was full of questions, "Are you here for a meal?"

Linyin's face darkened instantly, "Don't you know what good thing you just did?"

After breaking through the speed of sound, no sound from the outside world can be heard.

"Uh..." Vincent reacted without any embarrassment, "I shouldn't have caused any major accidents, right?"

Linyin clenched her fists, and the veins on her arms popped out, "How dare you fly so fast in broad daylight? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by your Muggles?"

Vincent waved his hands disapprovingly, "What are you afraid of? They can't see me.

Besides, which country doesn’t have rumors about UFOs these days? "

Linyin was completely speechless.

He is not a madman, he is a madman even crazier than a madman.

If he had been born in her country, he would have been captured and imprisoned in a Rakshasa prison under the sea.

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