Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

"Many families in the magic world have this ancient spell that seals the soul in the portrait. All the memories before us will remain in the portrait, but we will also lose our soul forever."

"The premise of this kind of magic is that the parties are willing and willing to dedicate their souls, otherwise the power of the spell will be greatly weakened." Hoffman explained.

"Who is that soul dedicated to?"

"I don't know, maybe it's death!" Huffman shook his head in the painting, obviously he didn't know.

"Well, then why do some of the people in the painting look dumb?" Canaan asked again, remembering that there were many portraits hanging in Hogwarts Castle, but they were not as smart as Hoffman.

"Not everyone intentionally sacrificed their souls, they used tricks, so there will always be some defects." Huffman did not know where to take a straw hat on his head, shaking his head Said.

Asked what he wanted to know, Canaan focused his mind on the new wand in front of him. He felt that if he made the magic wand and spread it in the wizarding world, he could get a lot of luck points.

...

At dinner time, the Lincolns gathered around the table.

"You said you are going to France for the European Quidditch competition next Tuesday?" Lincoln asked in surprise. Recently, he has read a lot of magic books and knows what Quidditch means to the wizards. That is the most lively gathering of wizards.

"But why didn't you say it on the Daily Prophet?" Lincoln complained. He got up and found today's Daily Prophet from the bookshelf next to it, and looked again.

"Dad, they usually report at the end of the contest, you can't find it." Canaan smiled, since he showed Lincoln the picture he took at Hogwarts last time, after Lincoln's Everything is full of curiosity, and every morning the Prophet Daily seems to be his exclusive newspaper.

"I read in" The History of Modern Quidditch Development ". Those Quidditch players are really cool, flying around on a broom." Lincoln went on again, looking envious.

Seeing Lincoln like a child, Helen could not help but say: "It seems that your father is already impatient, so let him go to France with you."

"Of course, no problem." After all, Canaan is underage and needs to be accompanied by an adult.

Hearing Canaan's answer, Lincoln next to him smiled excitedly.

After resolving the dinner, Canaan came to the laboratory, and he was ready to make the new wand tonight. Then designed a magic glasses for Lincoln. Canaan felt that in order to prevent the Muggles from entering the Quidditch competition, he must have imposed a lot of Muggle expulsion spells and Muggle shielding spells. He must make a spell that can resist these spells. Glasses.

Three hours later, under the guidance of Hoffman, Canaan successfully produced a new type of wand.

"Oh, this is so cool!" Canaan put the silver ring on his right hand, then snapped his fingers, and the wand appeared in his hand. The ring will detect the specific movement made by the finger to summon the wand.

"You can change another specific action, the enemy will not give you the time to ring your finger during the battle. And the wand is summoned from the ring with a delay. You need to change the magic circle." Hoffman suggested with a frown. It seems that this wand has many flaws, and he is not very satisfied.

"Really, I will change it again." Canaan nodded in agreement, but he always felt very handsome to call the wand.

...

It took another hour for Canaan to put the improved ring on his hand. This time he clasped his right hand and turned his wrist slightly clockwise. The wand appeared in his hand instantly, much faster than before.

"Very good, very good." Seeing Canaan's performance, Huffman praised with satisfaction.

"Try the stability of the wand again, and the strength of resistance to the disarming spell." He continued.

"of course."

.......

One night, Huffman and Canaan were testing various performance data of the new wand. Fortunately, this new wand performed impeccably in all aspects, and they were very satisfied with it.

During this period, Hoffman carefully and strictly raised many questions. According to Huffman's original words, the wand is the most important weapon of the wizards, and there must be no mistakes. This is also the family training of the Huffman family!

What an old man who is harsh on himself!

However, when he heard that Canaan wanted to make magic glasses for his Muggle father, Huffman asked weirdly: "Why not give your father the anti-curse of using a Muggle shielding spell?"

"That kind of spell is time-effective. In case the anti-curse fails in the middle, I don't want to take out my wand to cast magic in public. Moreover, my dad is very interested in magic and I can't stay by his side at all times." Jia Nan explained that he had thought of these issues before.

"Muggles interested in magic, that's really interesting. There are such a group of people in every era, they complain that they don't have the magic talent, so they attacked the wizard madly, and several wizarding wars in the Middle Ages were initiated by this group of people. "Huffman said slowly.

"Uh ... my dad shouldn't be so bored." Canaan shrugged and then asked: "But is there nothing in the magic world that can help people gain magic talents?". Canaan felt that he needed to find a reasonable explanation for his magical talent.

"How could I have never seen it? The Muggle's physique is different from that of a wizard. They don't have any sense of magic, and it's difficult for the magic to stay in their bodies." Hoffman said firmly. He has lived so long before he has heard that Muggles can learn magic.

"Okay." Canaan shook his head helplessly. He suddenly realized how precious the tears of the goddess were! And it was exchanged for just a piece of chocolate.

Will you try a piece of cake next time? Canaan had a whimsy.

However, it was not too late. Then Canaan had no time to draw a rough design sketch of the magic glasses, and hurried back.

As soon as he returned home, he found that a black owl was slowly flying back with a small wooden box of small size, suddenly high and low, just like a fast-fired helicopter, looking for an emergency landing in an empty space. Canaan remembered that this was Snape's owl.

He hurried forward to catch it, "You are working hard, little one." Then he touched his head and took the small wooden box out of weight. At this time, Sindra in the house heard the movement, fluttered his wings and flew over, and greeted his good friend.

Feeding them some nuts, Canaan opened the small wooden box.

"Wow! How is it possible!" Canaan was very surprised. He didn't expect Snape to send him back so many Yuehua potions. I saw that about 20 bottles of Yuehua Elixir were put in it ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ was given a narrowing spell, and it was neatly arranged in a small wooden box.

He carefully found a letter under the potion.

"Any fresh-keeping agent will bring irreversible damage to the plant, and you still use such a poor-quality agent, your stupidity can't be saved!

Dumbledore brought back a lot of moonflowers in France, but this kind of grass still cannot be planted. I made a few deadly moonflowers into medicinal preparations so as not to waste them.

Also, don't send me a letter with your stupid owl next time! ! Doesn't it know that you can't **** on your desk? "

After reading the letter, he glanced at Sindra who was still fighting for food. Canaan laughed suddenly, and he could imagine Snape's expression to kill the bird!

Ah! Cold-faced straight man Snape!

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