The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts Chapter 209

"Come on, child, our time is very tight and we need to do more meaningful things."

At this moment, Grindelwald picked up a stick from the table and pointed the tip of the stick at Zhang Qi.

"Perhaps it is effective to use physical fitness to fight unequally, but magic is the innate talent of wizards. Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't use it?"

"Except for some convenience in daily life, I don't think the magic that is currently allowed to be learned has any lethality."

Zhang Qi also took out the golden magic wand from the bosom of his robe.

"The aiming of this thing is really bad, it is only suitable for close-range attacks, not for long-range attacks."

"That's your unskilled operation. Believe it or not, even if you are separated by a hundred or two meters, I can accurately hit your head with a spell."

Grindelwald smiled contemptuously.

"Then can you explain how you were captured by Mr. Newt back then?"

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and asked.

"Why do you have such a good shot and such a powerful magic power, but you still lost in the hands of a crouching demon"?

"No one can stop a sneak attack, boy."

Grindelwald's face froze suddenly, but he still said as usual.

"So in order to win, sneak attack is also a necessary means"!

Grindelwald slapped the table heavily, and continued in a passionate tone:

"So remember in future battles, as long as you can win, no one will care how you won!"

"Understood, Mr. Grindelwald, I also want to tell you a truth - the more stern people are, the more panicked they should be."

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes for the second time.

"We still have 16 hours of practice time left, which may be plenty for a rookie, but it's too little for me."

Grindelwald glanced at the clock on the wall, then sighed:

"Because of the monitoring magic device here, all our knowledge teaching can only be temporarily based on theory."

"So, what kind of knowledge do you want to learn?"

Grindelwald asked.

"The more about the undead, the better."

Zhang Qi answered without thinking.

"This is a type of magic that is now largely lost, but was extremely prevalent in the previous golden age."

Grindelwald thought carefully, and then slowly replied:

"The first necromancer to be recorded in the annals of history is called Haierbo. He is the first dark wizard in history and has done countless disgusting human magic experiments."

"In those days, wizards were gods to ordinary Muggles, and a large part of the experimental consumables consumed by Haierbo were donated by the surrounding small kingdoms."

"It was a foolish and disgusting era."

Zhang Qi frowned when he heard this.

"Most of the necromancers at that time were not as murderous as the outside world said. Except for wizards like Haierbo, most of the other necromancers were philosophers who thought about life and death." .

"Zombies are an accidental product of their research on the resurrection of the dead - they only retain the low-level abilities of people and the activity of the body, but do not regenerate the wisdom of the dead."

"And later, because it was difficult to remove the basic human desire-appetite in the follow-up experiments, it eventually led them to make a very disgusting thing in further transformation experiments"...

"Abomination"?

Zhang Qi asked.

"You're right, it's this disgusting thing."

Grindelwald nodded, then continued:

"Abomination can spray poisonous mist into the air to kill all the creatures nearby and absorb assimilation. This kind of thing once turned some Muggle cities into dead cities. Medieval Papal States organized a war against the undead every few years. Unfortunately, most of them ended in failure.”

"At this time, those necromancers who still retain the original moral code have either fallen or given up this path, so the only ones left are the lunatics."

"In the end, the life-threatening wizards and Muggles cooperated for the first time in history to eradicate all these disgusting things, leaving only a little remnant to float to another new continent with the age of great voyages"... …

When Grindelwald said this, he snorted coldly, as if he remembered some bad memory.

"Perhaps it is more appropriate to use an old saying in your Shenzhou - gold and jade are outside, and there is nothing in it."

"Hazard, you can see it by yourself, you don't have to wash it."

Zhang Qi thought to himself.

"As for the necromancy you want to learn, I have to regret to inform you here - it has all been lost, and even the books on necromancy in the forbidden area of ​​Durmstrang's library have all been burned. ".

"However, I heard that you know some sacred magic. Most of the undead creatures are afraid of sunlight and objects full of willpower. This should be the only entry point you can enter."

When Grindelwald said this, his expression seemed to be somewhat regretful:

"I always feel that there are only spells that should not be implemented~www.mtlnovel.com~ and no knowledge that should not be learned, but unfortunately, many people do not realize this."

"Ah, I would like to ask you a question, can Fiery Fire kill those undead creatures?"

Zhang Qi asked suddenly.

"Of course, I forgot to tell you that this magic was created to completely kill those disgusting undead."

Grindelwald replied without hesitation:

"Flame fire is a very superb black magic. The flames released cannot be extinguished under normal conditions. As long as you can encounter anything that can burn, you can then grow and burn."

"The release of Li Huo is very simple, but it is very difficult to control it. In the past, there were often dark wizards who released Li Huo, only to accidentally hit and burn themselves to death - I think these people are quite stupid".

"Agree".

Zhang Qi nodded in his heart.

If I remember correctly, one of Malfoy's naive followers died like this.

"Are you going to learn this? I don't think Dumbledore will be happy when he hears it."

"Then I care whether he is happy or not? Studying is always his own business, and the principal can only be a bystander."

Zhang Qi said lightly.

"Young and frivolous".

Grindelwald snorted unpleasantly, then turned to his desk, and picked up a newspaper he had read and a red and blue lead from it.

"Then, if you want to study, study hard, and you can't release it alone without someone else's supervision, understand?"

As Grindelwald spoke, he sketched a simple circle pattern on the discarded newspaper.

Chapter end