Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Ding!Ding!Ding!

Aaron was hammering a piece of red-hot iron in front of the forging table, devoting himself to it, he was completely unaware that the sweat was sliding down his cheeks, but instinctively used every ounce of strength to expel the impurities in the iron piece.

Abe was also placed on a treadmill by Jins, and was forced to consume the fat on his body as fast as possible.

"That's great." Alger said with some pride, looking at Aaron with admiration, "If he can put his energy into forging, he will definitely become a blacksmith surpassing me in the future."

"But it's impossible." Jinns glanced at his watch, "Also, in 10 minutes, it will be the time for the next class of the young master, look..."

"You really spoil the fun!" Alger curled his lips, and then snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, everything in the secret room fell into a state of stillness.

"what happened?"

Aaron came back to his senses, turned around and looked at the two of them blankly.

"An hour is almost up, it's time for you to start the next class."

Aaron put the hammer on the forging table, rubbed his sore arm, "Then what about my sword?"

"You don't have to worry about this. This secret room is connected to my memory. Everything in the secret room is naturally under my control. You can continue the progress of removing impurities in the next class."

"So that's how it is." Aaron suddenly realized, then looked at his half-cut sword embryo, frowned and said, "According to this...then the sword I made is real?"

"Of course not. I constructed those ores based on my own memory." Alger noticed Aaron's darkened face as he spoke, and immediately added: "I hoarded a batch of rare ores before I was alive, but I still don't It's a shameful waste of them to level a novice."

"But what you threw into the furnace just now was just ordinary iron ore!

I haven't seen any of those so-called rare materials. "

"Didn't I put Mithril in there just now?" Alger turned to look at Jins and asked.

"Maybe not."

"What about black iron, meteorites, and fire crystals?"

"It seems..." Jins was about to shake his head when he saw Alger's warning eyes, and immediately changed his words: "I have been urging Abe to run, and I didn't pay much attention."

"Don't be so realistic!" Alger said with some embarrassment, "This is just a simple simulation, but it can give you a quite real experience."

"Oh! It doesn't matter.

In short, you left a lot of wealth during your lifetime, and they are all waiting for me to inherit! "

Alger was taken aback for a moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Although this is true, why does it sound so heartbreaking?

"Just kidding, don't take it seriously.

But you also have to be generous, since it is a memory simulation, don't be reluctant to part with those precious materials. "Aaron said and lifted Abe off the treadmill, and followed Jins to the next classroom.

Alger looked at Aaron's back, smiled wryly and shook his head.

This junior said it lightly. He is a person who regards forging as his life. Seeing those rare materials scrapped is more uncomfortable than seeing his own son die.

Since Aaron had successfully graduated in some majors last year, Jins cut some subjects according to the actual situation. When they entered the second classroom, they saw Wilhelm with white hair.

Just as Aaron was about to say hello, Weihert teleported to him.

Looking at each other, the old man showed a playful smile, "The strength has improved quite well."

Aaron's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he saw that his current mana was not complete?

It shouldn't be!It would be excusable if it was the thought body, but he was the original body, and logically speaking, it was impossible to expose it.

"Intermediate mage, it can be seen that you have not been wasted this year."

call!

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, as if he didn't see it.

"Master, are you an intermediate wizard?" Jins said with a look of astonishment, "No wonder Master Argar said that you can surpass me within two years."

"Pretend, keep pretending." Aaron sneered, "The ancestors can see it because I am in their memory space, but you, a great magister, can't see it?"

"He really can't see it." Weihet explained, "The great magister sounds more advanced, but in fact that's the same thing."

Jinns blushed slightly, but he didn't dare to refute.

Regardless of his status, this lord can suppress him with one hand, whether he is alive or dead.

Aaron was also a little speechless when he saw this, please don't be so embarrassed, okay, this makes me a mid-level magister, and I can't bear being a magister.

"But Dumbledore is also a great magister..." Aaron paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay! He is a great magister who can break through to the holy realm at any time, and he is not at the same level as the housekeeper .”

"Master." Jins felt a little frustrated, and said helplessly, "You should save me some face."

"Next time definitely."

"It's time for class." Weihet looked at Aaron, "Show me your achievements this year."

"I will definitely not let you down." Aaron said proudly, he has full confidence in himself in terms of the magic circle.

"But before that, I still have a small question, I hope you can help me answer it."

Weihet became a little interested, "Tell me, there are still problems that can bother you."

"What is the method for the great magister to break through the holy realm?"

"Mood." Weihet said directly, "Different people have different difficulties. Some people have a detached state of mind, and if they accumulate enough magic energy, it will happen naturally, while some people have complicated thoughts. Can be chained in place.

The former can see a brand new landscape and step up to a higher level, while the latter can only look at the ocean and sigh, but this does not prevent them from improving their background. It is not impossible to leapfrog if the talent is high enough. "

Aaron nodded slowly, completely understanding why Dumbledore had been wandering on the edge of the Holy Land.

That old bastard has more than 800 heart eyes, and he has been focusing on fighting the Dark Lord, so it's no wonder he succeeds.

"Then is there any other way besides reaching the state of mind?" Aaron asked.

"Of course, God will open a window after closing a door for you." Weihet said lightly, and then looked at Aaron, "But don't worry, your door is open."

Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "You, like Ancestor Arg, like to whet people's appetites. What I want to ask is what happened to that window?"

Weihet raised his eyebrows, "You don't need to know this."

"What if I must know?" Aaron said solemnly, "This has nothing to do with curiosity, it's just that my current main opponent may be at this level.

He's crazy, and I need to know if it's possible for him to take that step. "

Hearing this, Weihet looked at Jinns with a violent aura, "Is this how you take care of him? You let him offend a wizard in the quasi-sacred realm at a young age."

Jins was forced to take several steps back, his face was pale, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

"It has nothing to do with him, it's my own carelessness." Aaron stood in front of Jinns, blocking most of the pressure for him, "It's not a good thing for a person to be too good, both black and white are trying to find ways Fight for me."

"Are the contemporary Dark Lord and White Lord?" Wilhelm was thoughtful, with a playful expression on the corner of his mouth, "I can imagine your life in Hogwarts, it must be very interesting."

"It's very exciting." Aaron corrected, "The world is not so good now, it's not easy to mess around anywhere!"

"Think about it, every era is like this.

You don't look for trouble, but things will find you. "Weihet said, and with a wave of one hand, Jins stood up directly, and the pressure on his body suddenly dissipated.

Gollum!

Aaron couldn't help swallowing. He knew that this ancestor was very strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong that he could easily handle the great magister.

"Ancestor, how strong were you before you were alive!"

"Me?" Weihet's eyes flashed a trace of regret and a little pride, "If you want to know, wait for Vico to come back and ask in person, there is such a record in the history of the family."

"You just tell me no."

"Master." Jins kept shaking his head at Aaron, signaling him not to ask more questions.

"Okay! I was sloppy." Aaron suppressed his curiosity. In short, Vico and the others will be back in a month, and he will know sooner or later.

"The ancestor, now can you tell me what that window is?"

"I really admire you." Wehrt said with a wry smile, "If you are not in a good mood and want to go to the outside world through the window, you can only squeeze as hard as you can.

This process is very torturous, you can't squeeze out if you don't have enough strength, but you have to pay some price if you squeeze out, the excess mana will dissipate involuntarily, and there will be a long period of weakness. "

"I seem to understand." Aaron stroked his chin and pondered, "To pass through that window, the magic energy must be much higher than that of the holy magister.

And once that threshold is passed, no matter how much the original accumulation of magic energy is, it will fall back to the standard of entering the holy realm, and the state will decline for a period of time. "

"It can be said so." Weihet said gratified.

After getting an affirmative answer, Aaron breathed a sigh of relief.

This is definitely the biggest good news he has heard this year. Neither Dumbledore nor Voldemort will cross that bottleneck until they completely kill each other.

Everyone wants to see higher scenery, but one must restrain one's desire before eliminating hidden dangers.

Don't break through with great difficulty and be approached by your old enemy, that would be an unjust death.

"I've answered your question for you, now it's time to show me your achievements this year!"

"No problem, but..." Aaron glanced in the direction of Jinns. Most of his strength has been exposed, but he still hides a small part of it.

"You go out first." Weihet said, "I will send him to the next classroom when the time is up."

"Yes."

Jins said respectfully, and then opened the door of another secret room.

However, he thought of something as soon as he took one foot in, and retreated a little embarrassedly, "Master, can you let Abe go with me?

You know it, if it is not supervised, it will definitely be lazy on the way to lose weight. "

Hearing this, Aaron looked at the white young dragon hiding in the corner.

I saw Abei clutching his shriveled pockets, pretending to be wronged, and about to cry.

Aaron's heart twitched slightly. Knowing that Abe was talking about the snack mountain that was taken away by the missing body, he shook his head helplessly, "Forget it! It's okay to let him rest for a class."