Chapter 216 Human Transfiguration, Damaged Wand

Chapter 216 Human Transfiguration, Damaged Wand

Grindelwald thought beautifully and felt that he was fair.

But he doesn't know, what is fairness to Wayne?

That's unfair!

I'm already so powerful, and you still ask me to be fair with you, so why should I become stronger?

Isn't it just for free prostitution?

So Wayne decisively refused.

"What can I do with so many people as a student, and your old friend is already over a hundred years old now? I'm afraid I won't be able to use it a few times, and I'll be exhausted to death.

"But..." Wayne changed the subject, "I was quite interested in the transformation technique you just performed."

"I heard from Newt that you also pretended to be the Auror Director of the Magical Congress of the United States for a long time. Did you do this the same way? Or did you rely on Polyjuice Potion?"

Grindelwald smiled proudly.

He had been beaten by Wayne all day long, and now he felt relieved when he saw that the other party also didn't understand something.

OK OK.

Your kid is not as good as me in some ways.

"This is the human body transformation technique that I learned after years of painstaking study." Grindelwald said arrogantly:

"Albus's transformation skills are much better than mine, but in terms of camouflage and shape-shifting, he can't compare to me!"

"Yes." Dumbledore, who was eating silently, suddenly raised his head, smiled and said to Wayne:

"When Gellert's magic was not fully developed, he was very powerful, but as soon as the number of Aurors increased, he would flee."

"Nonsense!" Grindelwald quickly defended: "I just didn't want to get involved with those losers."

"Ah, right, right." Wayne did not refute, but followed Grindelwald's words and said, "Then teach me this trick, maybe I can use it one day.

"Then it depends on your sincerity." Grindelwald was not fooled at all:

"Next time, next time you come over, maybe I'll pass it on to you if I'm in a good mood."

"This is a skill that even Albus hasn't learned yet."

"Haha." Wayne smiled softly.

When he comes over next time, if Grindelwald doesn't teach him, he will definitely give Grindelwald some sex-transfer mints and throw him on Dumbledore's bed.

As night fell, Dumbledore and Wayne walked out of the tower.

The squib guard who had been sleeping all day was also awakened. When he woke up, he was startled and quickly went up to check on Grindelwald.

Seeing that he was no different from before, still looking out the window, I was relieved.

When they went downstairs, the squib guard was still mumbling to himself.

"It's weird, how could I sleep for so long."

On the way down the mountain, Dumbledore suddenly asked: "Why do you still have an extra wand in your hand?"

"I have been interested in making wands for a while, and I made two of them out of boredom, but the quality was not very good."

The system is his, and whatever is taken out of the system is equivalent to his doing.

Nothing wrong.

These were all the miscellaneous items given during the lottery, and Wayne had always kept them in the storage room of the suitcase.

Dumbledore did not doubt him, nodded and said: "Wandology is somewhat related to alchemy, but it is more about experience and feel. Any small error will affect the quality of the final wand."

"I don't know much about it. Only a professional power-controlling family like Ollivander's can be passed down from generation to generation to form a complete system.

"Wayne." Dumbledore looked at the boy and said seriously:

"I know you are full of curiosity about everything about magic, and you understand it very well."

"But human energy is limited. Potions and alchemy have already distracted a lot of your attention. If you have more hobbies, it may affect your progress in strength.

After watching the battle between Wayne and Grindelwald, the balance in Dumbledore's heart has tilted.

The prophecy is definitely true, Harry and Voldemort are destined to have only one left.

But...who ended Voldemort, or Harry, this is the variable.

If he dies without taking care of Voldemort...then the future of the wizarding world will only fall on the young man in front of him.

"I understand, Headmaster." Wayne nodded: "Making wands is really not interesting."

Dumbledore was delighted.

"By the way, Professor, he just came out. I plan to take a day off to see Nico."

"Okay." After thinking for two seconds, Dumbledore agreed.

"You can also talk to Nico about the matter and ask for his opinion. Just come back before school starts." After saying that, Dumbledore also handed the diary to Wayne.

"I see."

Wayne took out the Firebolt and rode up, "Then I'll leave first."

After saying that, he waved to Dumbledore, and the firebolt soared into the sky and disappeared into the night.

Watching Wayne's retreating back, Dumbledore muttered to himself.

"Why does it feel like this broomstick is so fast?"

Late at night, Wayne flew into the French border. Feeling that the distance was almost there, he put away his broom and apparated to Nico's manor.

At this time, Nico and Perenal had already fallen asleep. Nabi felt En's arrival, teleported in front of him, and bent down deeply.

"Master Wayne."

"Nabby." Wayne nodded.

"Master, is there anything important when you come here so late? Do you need me to wake the master up?"

"No, I'm just passing by. I'm here to stay for the day." Wayne shook his head: "You can go and rest until you wake up tomorrow."

"Then you should go to bed early. I have always cleaned your room, so you can check in directly.

After saying that, Nabi disappeared.

Back in his room, Wayne simply washed himself and jumped into the shower.

While taking a bath, I reviewed today's battle with Grindelwald.

This is a good habit he has developed. After every battle, he must absorb the enemy's strengths and gain insight into his own weaknesses, so that he can make progress.

It's a pity that after being in the magic world for so long, there are only a handful of people who can draw on his strengths.

Today is the most.

First of all, it is momentum.

Unlike Dumbledore, who was restrained, Grindelwald exuded the aura of invincibility and domineering that I am invincible in the world. Those who were not as good as him were ten times weaker before they even had the courage to fight.

In this idealistic world, as the mind becomes weaker, the power of many magics will also weaken.

Secondly, it is the control of the release of the curse.

Grindelwald's ideas are wild and unconstrained. Offensive spells can be used for defense, and defensive spells can also be used for offense.

Just like All Curses, most people use it for defense, but he often uses this spell to interrupt Wayne's powerful spellcasting, making him unable to use it.

It's really disgusting.

Finally, there is the feeling of arm control.

Wayne couldn't tell the specific difference between the two, and he didn't know how to describe it.

He is actually quite proficient in casting magic. Except for the ultimate flash, all other spells have almost reached the master level, but he just lacks the natural feeling of Grindelwald.

There is still a gap in understanding of magic.

He won in the end because his buffs were full.

The burst of phase rush, the 'above the sky' mode of the robe, the innate Holy Spirit talent, and the powerful power of the ultimate flash.

All kinds of reasons came together, and he was able to overwhelm others and defeat Grindelwald head-on.

And Grindelwald is still not at his peak.

After being imprisoned in Nurmengard for decades, Grindelwald's body was still in a weak state, even with the help of King Phoenix to restore a lot of vitality.

The wand in his hand is also of ordinary blue quality.

"It's still a little worse." Wayne sighed, stood up from the bath, the water evaporated automatically, and lay back on the bed.

The system rated his strength as being at the level of Archmage, but there must be a gap between people at the same level.

He's still a little behind.

But at this level, it is very difficult to make any improvement.

Otherwise, Voldemort wouldn't be so afraid of Dumbledore, and he could just study in secret for a few years, wait until he has perfected his magical skills, and then come out and kill Old Dumbledore.

If you want to quickly improve your strength.

It still depends on whether the two previous gift packages can produce any good things after this system upgrade.

After thinking about it, Wayne fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes, it was already half past eight in the morning.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Perenal and Nico were both eating breakfast. They were not surprised to see the boy appear. Apparently Nabi had told them about Wayne's return last night.

Perenal smiled and waved to Wayne to sit next to her. When Wayne sat down, she asked with concern:

"Why did you suddenly come here late at night? Nothing happened?"

"No." Wayne smiled and said, "Go out with Principal Dumbledore. After he returns to school after finishing the matter, I will come over to see you.

"Okay, how many more days do you want to stay?" Perenaar also smiled.

"Forget it. If I don't go back to school tomorrow, the professor will definitely deduct points from me. You don't know, our Potions class teacher likes to target me..."

Wayne made the old lady laugh so much that she had to eat breakfast for an hour.

After the meal, Perenal went to enjoy the opera, leaving the space to Wayne and Nico.

Nico, who had been silent just now, took a sip of tea, put the tea cup on the table shakily, and asked softly: "I read the newspaper. There were several attacks in Hogwarts before. Are they resolved now?"

"Well, it's settled now."

Wayne told everything. After hearing about the Horcrux, Nico was unmoved. When he heard that Hogwarts actually had a basilisk that had lived for more than a thousand years, Nico was moved and sighed sadly:

"You just killed it like that? What a waste!"

Wayne kept blaming the blame: "It's not me. You have to ask King Feng about this."

"You..." Nicoléme was dumbfounded by what he said: "You even trick your own pets. Is this how Dumbledore taught you?"

Wayne joked around and then told the most important part.

Tom's resurrection, and the fact that he and Dumbledore came out to meet Grindelwald this time.

Nico's expression gradually became serious, and he even became a little angry when he heard the last part.

"Nonsense!"

"Grindelwald is such a dangerous person. You actually fought with him. So did Dumbledore. He actually allowed it. I will write to him now!"

"Don't get excited." Wayne was afraid that the old man would get angry, so he quickly explained:

"This is also the battle I need. After all, the current magic world is full of rubbish. I have practiced magic, but I have never used it to my fullest."

"Apart from Grindelwald and the principal, there is really no suitable opponent."

Nico glared at the young man angrily: "Why are you talking? You scolded me too."

Although his alchemy talent is very strong, his other talents are really average. Of course, this is only average for Wayne and the others.

"Of course not including you." Wayne added again, "And isn't this a win? A half-dead Grindelwald is really not a threat to me."

"Alas. Nico sighed: "Time can really change a lot of things.

"If it were Grindelwald who burned Paris back then, you would be in danger.

"He's not going to sit back and let someone grow who could threaten him."

"Now..."

Nico shook his head and said no more.

"Let's go to the laboratory. Do you have your diary with you?"

"The professor gave it to me before leaving. You can study it.

The space changed, and Wayne and Nico appeared in the laboratory in the blink of an eye. He first took out the diary, thought about it, and then took out the wand and put it on the table.

Nicoléme's eyes narrowed.

Instead of taking care of the diary, he picked up the wand and whispered after a moment:

"Xuanxuan wood and unicorn hair can benefit most positive magic. The magic output is stable. It is suitable for wizards with outstanding talents and is extremely loyal."

"The disadvantage is that there will not be much increase, and there will be a sense of obstruction when performing black magic, because the wood and unicorn hair are materials that tend to be sacred.

Nico is indeed an old monster who has lived for more than five hundred years and has a profound knowledge of wand science.

It was easy to see the true nature of Wayne's wand.

Naturally, the purpose of Wayne taking it out was not to let him taste the wand.

At the tip of the stick, there is a slight crack that extends to the bottom and is about three inches long.

"Inflicted in the battle with Grindelwald?"

"That's right." Wayne walked over and said distressedly: "The last spell was too much, and it couldn't bear it."

If divided according to the system level, Wayne's wand is most likely purple, which is much better than the blue one he threw to Grindelwald.

Suxuan wood and unicorn hair are extremely precious materials.

But...it can no longer keep up with Wayne's pace.

As the master of the wand, Wayne sensed the 'whining' of the wand when he released the ultimate flash, and deliberately restrained himself, but it was still too late.

The scars have appeared, but fortunately they are not serious.

"If you can help fix it, just fix it for me, and I don't have to go to Ollivander.

"With that old man's love for wands (Li Qian's) character, he would definitely scold me.

Nicolas Flamel laughed.

What Wayne said is indeed very possible.

The Ollivander family is such a group of guys.

"Leave it to me, the crack is not deep and it can be repaired in one day.

"But you still have to pay attention in the future. Even if it is repaired, the limit of the magic power it can withstand will be reduced."

"Just use it for now." Wayne sighed.

It took so long, let’s not mention it conveniently, but we also got along with each other and developed feelings for each other.

He is a very nostalgic person and is unwilling to replace these old items unless he has to.

For a whole day, Wayne stayed in the laboratory with Nico, and his original plan to go find Gabrielle in the afternoon was cancelled.

Although he couldn't help much in repairing the wand, Nico would teach him some wand knowledge during the process. There was nothing wrong with learning more.

He prepared an ancient potion and soaked Wayne's wand in it.

Originally, the color of the potion was green, but the color gradually faded as time went by, and the crack in Sanying was also slowly healing.

By evening, it was almost done.

As for the diary, Nico didn't see anything yet.

However, he planned to make a prop that could reverse time and go back to the source to see how many souls Voldemort had split at that time.

This takes some time, and even Nicoléme can't do it right away.

Therefore, in the end, Wayne was asked to take the diary back to school and return it to Dumbledore, and the two of them would contact him later.

Early Monday morning.

After having breakfast with the two old men, Wayne took back the wand that had been soaked overnight and left Nicoléme's manor.

After releasing Phoenix King, he apparated back to the dormitory several times, startling Norman and Toby who had just woken up and were not fully awake yet.

After seeing clearly that it was Wayne, he asked in shock:

"I'm scared to death. Where have you been in the past two days?"

"You won't be kidnapped by Snape, right?"