Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

One night, Canaan basically understood the function of the suspension cloak, in addition to helping the master to fly as described in the movie, and having self-awareness, it also has a good defense.

At least under several of his attack spells, the floating cloak was unscathed, but Canaan did n’t try a powerful black magic like a death spell. After all, he was n’t sure if the floating cloak could resist it. Broken, he is estimated to be distressed to death.

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In the laboratory, Canaan put his hands on his chest and rubbed two golden shields. The red floating cape floated automatically without wind behind his back, and the red hat on his head was against each other.

"Destroy the hegemon, catch without a hand!" Canaan yelled in front of the empty man, and at this moment he felt cool.

Side by side was silent, and he was almost used to the master's cramps from time to time.

"Master, the food and some materials in the laboratory are almost used up, and you need to go out to buy some recently." He felt that it was necessary to interrupt it properly to avoid mental problems.

"Well, you and Lucy have recently opened some more space. I want to build a mantra practice room. The space here is still too small. As for things, I will purchase these two days."

After practicing magic, Canaan came to the experimental platform. He took out the emerald and planned to design a device that could mobilize the power of the space inside with reference to the eye of Agomo.

He first painted the shape of the eye of Agomo on paper, then prepared to make a shell with a suitable magic metal, and finally portrayed a series of magic arrays.

After spending a whole afternoon, Canaan tried 5 kinds of fiendish metals available on the market, and found that none of these metals could withstand the power of space in the emerald, and he originally designed the combined magic array carved on the metal. Can't meet Canaan's expectations, the magic transportation node is always easy to interrupt, unable to fully mobilize the power of space.

"It's too difficult, even if the combination of magic array can be improved, but the existing materials can not meet my needs." He scratched his hair across the hat and sighed.

"It would be good if it was in the Green Nur continent, where there are all kinds of materials." Canaan remembered Hornheim, according to his words, the continent is the alchemist's paradise, there is no shortage of materials, the magic array culture Also extremely prosperous.

"By the way, it seems that the Hornheim machine is made of rare magic materials!" Canaan suddenly thought, he remembered that Hornheim also mentioned in a course that his magic machine was expensive, and the materials used were all top.

Then, Canaan hurriedly fetched the magic machine, preparing to remove it and stripping the metal of the shell.

"Fortunately, I recently watched the video inside, but this magic machine was completely destroyed." Canaan's expression was very sad, and he still thought about being able to reproduce this in the world of Harry Potter. The magic machine now seems far away.

Put the magic machine on the table, and Canaan removed it with great care. It took about half an hour for Canaan to complete the disassembly work, put the rest of the parts away, and he took out the metal casing of the magic machine.

"I hope my effort is not in vain." He is going to melt the metal shell first, and then cast it into the designed parts.

"Master, dinner is ready." Lucy's figure appeared in the laboratory.

"Okay, let's go back then." Canaan replied with his work put down. Family is more important than work, he has always been able to distinguish clearly.

In the evening, Canaan took the time to use phantom migration to come near Hermione's residence. He was about to give Hermione the book he bought last time in Diagon Alley and stop by to see her.

At this time, Hermione was writing her homework in front of the desk in the small bedroom, and suddenly found a small red flower floating in the front window, and a line of "Guess who I am?" Appeared in the back.

Is Canaan! Hermione realized immediately.

She looked excitedly out of the window and found that Canaan was standing downstairs, wearing a red cape than before.

The font on the window changed again. "Is there anyone in your house?"

Hermione shook her head at him.

Then, the figure of Canaan disappeared in place and appeared in Hermione's bedroom.

"Canaan, why are you here?" Hermione lowered her voice, but she was very surprised.

"I will give you something and come to see you." Canaan pulled a small bag from his pocket.

"Is this a storage bag?" Hermione's eyes lit up and took the small bag and said happily. She can't forget the storage bag that Canaan showed before.

"It's really smart, I put some books I bought from Diagon Alley in it, you can usually look at it to relieve boredom." Canaan said with a smile.

"That's awesome. I've been bored to death recently. I want to go to you recently, but my mother said I'm too dangerous alone." Hermione's innocent eyes widened.

"Auntie Jenny is right. There are many bad people outside. If you miss me, let Owl send me a letter. I can come to you at any time."

"Who misses you," Hermione said with a blush.

"By the way, you swiped in just now and came in from the outside. What magic was used?"

"This is phantom migration, you know."

"But, don't you say that it is a very powerful adult wizard that can be used?"

"I'm also awesome." He touched Hermione's head. "Okay, I'm leaving. I'll see you next time." Canaan was still looking forward to the contents of today's ancient diary.

"No, I want to go out too. I want you to take me out to play with the magic just now." Hermione looked forward.

Canaan looked at Hermione's raised head, revealing pitiful eyes, and couldn't bear to refuse.

"Well, I can only play for a while."

Upon hearing the answer, Hermione smiled happily, and Canaan smiled. He stepped forward and grabbed Hermione ’s little hand, and said softly, “The first time you perform a phantom shift, you will be very unwell. "

At the next moment, their figures disappeared in the room.

Because of fear that Hermione could not stand the dizziness caused by the space, he made several short-distance movements, and stayed there for a while. Even so, Hermione was paralyzed in Canaan's arms when she arrived at her destination.

Canaan looked at her frowning, pale-faced Hermione, feeling distressed. Then he took a bottle of medicament from the storage bag. This is a medicine he made to relieve brain pain, which should be useful to Hermione.

"Drinking will make you feel better."

Hermione took a sip, "Well, sweet." She felt the taste was good, and she took a few more sips.

"I added a lot of honey without affecting the pharmacy." He smiled as he watched the little girl finish drinking the pharmacy.

"Where are we?" It seemed that the potion had worked. Hermione's face was much better. She stretched out her long neck and looked around.

"This is the Elizabeth Tower in London, we are now on the top of the building, and almost half of London can be seen here."

London was brightly lit at night, and Hermione looked around to see the small crowd and the flashing cars. She felt very new. For the first time, she stood on a height overlooking London under the night sky.

Feel the strong wind on the roof, Canaan slowly hugged Hermione ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ The little girl did not resist, enjoying the warm embrace of Canaan.

Long time ...

"How are we going back?" Seemingly tired, Hermione turned to look at Canaan, who was nearby, and asked, seemingly unwilling to experience phantom migration again.

"Let's fly back!"

"Flying broom?"

"Let's fly a different pattern this time, hug me!" Canaan hugged Hermione tightly in her arms, and the red floating cloak behind her suddenly became larger, wrapping the two and flying into the sky.

Was caught off guard, and suddenly Hermione flew into the air and screamed, "Is this new magic?"

"Hey, keep it secret."

This time Canaan was flying very high. Fortunately, the suspended cloak had a warming effect. Under the cloak, they only felt warm. Only Hermione looked at them farther and farther away from the ground with a little fear, her small hands tightly wrapped around Canaan's waist.

The figure on the ground is getting smaller and smaller, and Canaan is flying higher and higher.

"Canaan, how long do we have to fly?" Hermione's voice trembled, and her eyes did not dare to look down.

A fragrant snorkel invaded, and Canaan turned his head to see Hermione's small blown cheek, her tall, raised nose, and her eyes closed with long eyelashes.

He stepped forward and kissed gently.

Hermione's eyes widened, her face unbelievable.

"It shouldn't be long." Canaan looked indifferently in front of him, trying to do nothing, and bluntly followed the topic.

"You are dead, Canaan Brian." She exhausted the power of the wilderness and twisted her small hands on Canaan's waist.

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In the sky, an unknown red object shuttles at a very fast speed, from time to time there are bursts of laughter and scolding, and the sound of begging for mercy ...