At this time, the vacation was already halfway over. Bailang returned to his home in London and started doing what normal children should do - studying martial arts. He had worked hard in the library this year, and he also recorded in the notebook in his hand.
He has learned a lot of information, especially his research on the so-called magic power - thanks to staying here for one more year, the magic power he feels and penetrates into his body has increased, and it has become easier to research.
At least the sample has increased, right? And Bailang has also got rid of a myth, that is, "Why do I have to understand the nature of magic? Think about those different worlds, as long as I can use it here, I will encounter similar power in the future."
Isn't it enough if I can transform it into the sea? When all rivers return to the sea, my own Qi is the first priority, isn't it?" Bai Lang practiced in the public sports ground just to loosen the constraints on himself.
Now his long-range attack method is just air bombs, and the power is somewhat lacking - at least it needs to be an air cannon that can be punched out with one punch, just like the Hadouken. And the Hadouken can break people's meridians.
Regardless of the effect, the striking ability of the air block must be at least equivalent to his fist power. Including the vacuum blade drawn by his hands and feet, it does not matter how far it can fly, but it must be at least one foot away from the body, right?
However, Bai Lang couldn't do it. His strength couldn't do all this, so he needed magic power to assist. "There is a promising idea in the development of magic martial arts, but it's still not successful." The magic wand in Bai Lang's hand can penetrate the magic power, and with pure magic power
Breaking the opponent's magic shield and smashing the heads of wizards and spiritual beings is probably the crudest way to play - but it is actually a way of returning to nature, right? Otherwise, how could Peeves's head be smashed by Bailang? What about the Horcrux?
The head of Tom the dog inside was smashed in the same way.
So can it be done with bare hands? Most likely it can be done. Can you use magic power to create the special effects of earth, water, fire and wind with bare hands? Maybe. Can you use a wand to create attacks of earth, water, fire and wind? It is very possible. "This is the essence of magic martial arts
Now!" Bai Lang wrote in the notebook in his hand, does the magic power need to flow through the meridians? He thinks it is not necessary. Magic power is just an external "use". The wizard's spirit can mobilize the magic power, rather than the magic power coming from the wizard's body.
Birth inside the body.
The so-called pure blood may mean that their bloodline gives them stronger mental power and can better mobilize the magic power between heaven and earth. After all, Bailang is not a biochemist, and he will not dissect a pure blood for research - he is a martial arts master.
It's not about studying the strong.
A week before the vacation was about to end, Owl Bubo brought him a notice from the school and what books he should buy. Bailang picked up his leather bag and rode to the Leaky Cauldron as usual. When he arrived at Diagon Alley, Bailang saw
Harry Potter was sitting on the side eating a big ice cream, "Hey Bo Tao, why are you here?" Bai Lang asked casually, and Harry shrugged, "You escaped from your aunt's house."
He said.
"Okay, young man, it's time for you to survive on your own." Bailang said, and then he and Harry laughed together. Bailang had grown taller again during this holiday, and now he was already taller than Harry.
It was more than half a head taller. Bailang nodded to Harry, "Okay, I have to buy textbooks and other necessary materials. And..." he gestured, "I also have to go to Mrs. Malkin's shop.
Ordered some uniforms. They are a bit short."
Harry Potter nodded, "I'm waiting for Ron and Hermione." He said, "Then, I'll leave first." Bailang said goodbye to Harry. First, he went to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. There was an iron cage at the door of the bookstore.
There were more than a hundred "monster books" fighting inside. When the manager heard Bai Lang asking for one, he looked like he was about to cry. "Oh, no need. I can just get it myself." Bai Lang said,
Then hit a monster book with the wand.
The force of the shock knocked all the monster books unconscious. "Okay, they can be quiet now." Bailang took out a book, bundled it with other teaching materials, and paid the bill with galleons. When Bailang finished buying
After collecting clothes and all the materials, he saw many classmates on the street, and finally he found that Harry had indeed waited for Ron and Hermione. Bailang did not walk over to interrupt their conversation, he walked into the Leaky Cauldron alone
Bar. "A bottle of butterbeer."
Unfortunately, it failed because Tom refused to sell beer to the little wizard.
The conversations in the Leaky Cauldron all involved words such as "prison break" and "fugitive" that could make Bailang sensitive. "What's going on?" he asked, and Tom gave him a few points of the Daily Prophet. It turned out that there was someone.
He escaped from Azkaban, which is rare. "And he's also a murderer?" Bailang muttered. He knew that Sirius was slandered and that the real prisoner was Ron's rat.
But it doesn't matter, Sirius has nothing to do with him, and the mouse Bailang thinks it's better not to care about it.
On the day when the Hogwarts Express departed, Bailang arrived at the station early. As in the past, when he arrived, many young wizards and their families had not yet arrived. Bailang found a box in the car and packed himself
Putting his leather bag next to him, he was ready to sleep in a daze - he got up in the morning to practice martial arts and Qi, and now he was a little sleepy. When he woke up, the car had already driven away, and there were still the same people in the box.
A little brother.
They seemed to want their eldest brother to have a good rest, so they didn't speak loudly. "As usual. Hey, madam, please bring some of all the snacks and I'll pay the bill." Bai Lang waved to the lady pushing the cart, but he still
I bought a lot of snacks and distributed them to these guys. The weather was getting worse and worse, with heavy rain pouring down. There was no sunshine in the afternoon, and the train was getting slower and slower. "Is this coming soon?" someone asked, but Bailang didn't.
See who it is.
Suddenly, the train stopped, and all the lights in the carriage went out. A chill hit the entire carriage. Bai Lang jumped up and opened the door. His wand burst out with light, illuminating
Corridor. There is a very tall figure in the corridor, with his head reaching the ceiling, wearing a black robe. He is very tall but very thin. It feels like there is a skeleton wrapped under the tattered black robe. It is dark under the hood and cannot be seen at all.
What's inside.
"Dementors!" Zabini's voice changed, twisted and hoarse, full of fear. Bai Lang looked at the monster in front of him. With the light on his staff and the angle of the opponent's body movement, the hood was exposed under the hood.
The scarred and skinny chin looked like nothing. Moreover, this thing seemed to be breathing in. It seemed that it was absorbing not only the air, but also the "joy" around it. An extremely cold feeling swept over it.
It was normal for Bailang to hug Yuan Shouyi. He didn't feel anything special, he just felt sick. This martial arts master took the initiative to attack. "Get out!" Like a tiger roaring, violent blood energy and violent killing intent rolled in, as if condensed.
Turning into an illusory tiger, the monster immediately flew back, and the cold feeling disappeared without a trace.