Chapter 606
"So... you fell from the sky to study the flying spell?" Merlin stroked his beard.
"Yes..." Black nodded.
This was of course an excuse that he came up with temporarily.
However, this excuse would not make Merlin suspicious.
Because in this era, even if Hogwarts already exists, many wizard families will not send their children to Hogwarts. Instead, they let their children learn magic at home.
Therefore, the abilities of different wizards are different. Because the magic system of this era is actually still very chaotic.
Therefore, Black's statement that he is a family-inherited wizard who is studying new magic will not arouse suspicion.
As for whether the flying spell already exists in this era, Black does not know and does not care.
It is already a family-inherited magic, and everyone's research results are hidden. Even if there is, it is normal for Black to study it again.
"Hmm... flying spell, why are you studying this? Flying or something, can't you just use a broom?" Merlin sat on a wooden stake and rubbed his face vigorously.
When Blake fell and hit him just now, he saw that he was too weak... Fortunately, this young man seems to have a very good healing magic...
Wait! Merlin found the blind spot...
"You can actually use magic here?" Merlin looked at Blake in shock.
"Uh... Yes... Why not?" Blake asked back, pretending not to know.
"You..." Merlin tried with his wooden stick, and found that he couldn't use magic at all, so he stared at Blake, because the forbidden magic circle he set up did not malfunction, so the problem could only be with the young man in front of him.
"This is the forbidden magic area I set up. Wizards can't cast magic here..."
"Ah? Is that so? No wonder I can't use healing magic as smoothly as before..." Blake scratched his head.
"Uh..." Merlin's mouth twitched slightly. This forbidden magic circle was his masterpiece. Even if he was in it, he couldn't use magic.
But the young man 17 just felt that magic was not as smooth as before? !
However, Merlin quickly accepted this incredible result.
After all, in this world, there are many wizards who inherit magic from their families. No one knows whether someone will have a hidden skill that you don't know about.
In short, it was Merlin who was sitting in a well and looking at the sky...
"Then... old man, why did you set up such a forbidden magic area?" Blake couldn't help asking.
Blake felt that setting up such a place was simply because he had nothing to do.
If it weren't for his amazing Ruyi Wand, this old man would have died here today...
Besides, he really couldn't understand why a wizard would set up such an area... Was it just to embarrass himself?
"This is one of my experimental farms." Merlin said while wiping his face with a dirty towel.
"I want to see if there is magic in the surrounding environment besides the wizard's body, so I will use magical plants to do experiments. I also have another farm, which has no forbidden magic area..."
"Oh, this is a control experiment." Blake said, touching his chin.
I have to say that this experimental argument is very interesting.
The magic of wizards comes from the wizard's soul. Therefore, the power of emotions can affect the power of magic. This is the conclusion that Blake has come to a long time ago.
However, whether there is magic in the air, or substances similar to magic, this has never been thought of.
"You also know about the control experiment?" Merlin glanced at Blake.
However, thinking that the other party almost fell to death in order to test the flying spell, he was relieved.
Obviously, although this young man looks young, he is also a research madman.
After all, few people dare to do such a dangerous experiment as the flying spell directly...
"Well, I know, because I also like to do research." Black smiled.
"That's obvious..." Merlin nodded, "Well, seeing you coming down from the sky... If there was no forbidden magic area of mine, would your flying spell have succeeded?"
"Well... probably, I was thinking about how to land at that time." Black said, "I looked down from above and thought it was a big meadow..."
"Haha, this is a little trick I made... After all, if you want to do an experiment, you are always afraid of unexpected situations, such as Muggles breaking in..."
Merlin stood up and looked at Black with a sharp look.
"Would you like to come sit with me and have a cup of tea?"
Although the guy who fell from the sky in front of him was young, he was obviously a genius. After all, he could even successfully research the flying spell! How could he be a simple person?
Merlin has been thinking about making friends with this young man. Moreover, he really needs a lot of capable wizards recently...
"Okay, of course..." Blake agreed happily, and then followed Merlin to the wooden house in the middle of the farm.
While walking, he made up a background and name for himself in his mind.
Of course, in this chaotic Middle Ages, there are many people who have no such person, so Merlin will not delve into it if he just makes up a not-so-outrageous identity.
However, going back to Merlin's time directly... is a bit depressing.
I don't know if Merlin has already created the tower at this time, or not?
After walking out of the orchard, Blake suddenly felt lighter, as if some burden on his body had been put down.
"Haha, feel it?" Merlin said with a smile, "The forbidden magic area only covers that orchard..."
"So...This."
"By the way, sometimes Muggles come and go in my cabin... You should change your clothes." Merlin said.
"My clothes?" Blake looked at the levitation cloak on his body.
The style of the levitation cloak is still the style of his later life, but it is just a simple wizard robe, which should not be much different from the wizarding world of this era.
After all... the development of the wizarding world is incredibly slow... The same is true for clothing trends.
"Of course, you can't dress like a wizard. You don't want to be tied to a stake, do you? Alas... these Muggles are so... Alas..." Merlin's mood seemed to be much lower.
Blake understood that in this era, the witch hunt movement was at its most fierce...
If it hadn't been for this dark history, the International Statute of Secrecy would not have come into being.
No wonder Merlin is dressed like an ordinary old farmer now.
"Oh, I didn't pay attention just now, sorry." Black pointed his wand at his floating cloak, and then turned the wizard robe into a set of farmer's clothes.
Having read many ancient books, Black still knows a little about what the clothes of this era look like.
Merlin nodded and turned to walk towards his house. "Remember this in the future, otherwise..."
"Okay. Thank you for your reminder. "
Merlin's house in this farm looked very simple, but it was very clean.
Merlin walked into the house and tapped the floor lightly with his wooden stick, and then a teapot and two teacups flew out from the shelf next to him.
"Please sit down. "After Merlin entered the house, his temperament changed.
Outside the door, he was just an old farmer, but when he entered the door, he turned back into the great wizard Merlin...
Even Merlin was so cautious, which shows how difficult the situation of wizards was in this era.
The teapot automatically poured a cup of tea into the cup in front of Blake...
In this era, tea leaves are already an extremely luxurious thing.
However, Blake just took a sip and put down the teacup...
To be frank...the tea that Aberforth brewed with a rag tastes better than this.
Unlike Blake, Merlin tasted the tea in the cup happily, as if he was drinking some nectar...
"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, you can just call me Merlin. What about you? Young man? What's your name?"
Blake looked at Merlin in surprise, "So you are Merlin? ” (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
Of course he didn’t pretend to be surprised for no reason. At this age, Merlin must have been a very famous wizard.
So, the shock was over!
Sure enough, Merlin didn’t feel strange when he saw Blake’s shocked expression. If BlakeNo reaction at all, that would be strange.
"Yes, I am Merlin... You don't need to be too surprised. Most of the legends people have about me are too exaggerated. I am just an old wizard with a little magic knowledge." Merlin said calmly.
Of course, Blake would not take his words seriously. If he was really so ordinary, would the wizards of later generations call Merlin's briefs all the time?
"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Merlin."
"Just call me Merlin." Merlin drank another sip of tea happily.
"Okay... Well, my name is Brian. Just call me Brian."
Back to this era, Blake would certainly not use his real name.
"Hello, Brian." Merlin did not ask Blake's last name, because for wizards of this era, easily revealing their real last name to strangers would easily be cursed by black magic.
So if Blake didn't tell his last name, Merlin would only think he was cautious. Moreover, Merlin had never told anyone his last name.
"You don't seem to like tea very much?" Merlin asked in confusion.
"Well... it's not to my taste." Blake said bluntly.
"Okay... I'll change you some other drinks." Merlin didn't agree.
Although tea is precious, it does taste a bit special. Not everyone likes this taste. []
"No need... Mr. Merlin, I actually have some tea, so... how about I treat you to a cup?" Blake's heart moved, and he took out a small bottle...
"Oh? You have good tea too? It turns out that you don't dislike tea, but you look down on my tea! Haha, I'd like to try it and see how your tea tastes." Merlin said unyieldingly.
Blake looked at the tea in the bottle in his hand thoughtfully, and then knocked on the table.
On the table, Blake's cup turned into a kettle.
Merlin's eyes lit up. He was amazed by Blake's wandless Transfiguration.
After all, although Blake had changed his appearance, he didn't look too old, about 20 years old. Young people of this age rarely use Transfiguration to such an arbitrary degree.
At this time, the kettle floated up, and Blake used the Water into the Spring Spell to fill the kettle with water.
Then, he lit a little flame under the kettle. The orange-red flame floated in the air, slowly heating the water in the kettle.
Merlin's eyes widened... If he was not mistaken, this small and inconspicuous flame seemed to be... Gubler's fairy fire? Good guy! Where did this amazing guy come from!
Soon, the water boiled, and 300 Black put a few leaves from the bottle into the kettle. The next second, an indescribable tea fragrance filled the whole room.
Merlin waved the wooden stick in his hand, and the roomThe window of the house dimmed for a moment.
Blake discovered that Merlin had locked up the smell in the house to prevent the strange tea fragrance from drifting outside and attracting the attention of Muggles.
Merlin didn't wait for Black to speak, and immediately brought two more cups.
Seeing his impatient look, Black directed the teapot to pour a cup for Merlin.
Merlin took the cup and put it under his nose and took a deep breath, and then an intoxicated expression appeared on his face.
Then, Merlin didn't mind the heat, and slowly took a small sip...
"Hmm..." Merlin looked at the cup in his hand with a dull expression.
After a while, two lines of turbid tears slid directly across his cheeks.
"From today on, I realized that what I drank before... was all swill!"
Blake looked at him with a smile, and then handed the bottle in his hand over.
"It seems that you like it very much, so I will give it to you."
"How can I accept such a valuable gift?" Merlin looked at Blake in surprise.
"This is my apology, please accept it." Blake smiled.
Just now he almost killed a great wizard like Merlin, so it is reasonable to give him some tea as apology.
What's more... this tea was originally given to him by Merlin. Of course, Merlin was dead at that time and lived a leisurely pastoral life in the misty fantasy...
"How can this be..." Merlin said shyly.
"In fact, I have some selfish motives. There are seeds of this tea in this bottle. However, I have tried many times but failed to plant it. I know that you are very good at planting plants, so if I give it to you, maybe you can grow this tea. Then, won't I have more tea to drink?"
"Ah! So..." Merlin was moved, "Okay, then I will accept it shamelessly. Don't worry, once I grow it, I will give you the complete planting technology."
"Thank you so much!" Black said excitedly: "You don't know, since I got this tea from an old wizard, I can't bear to drink it, because I can't grow it, so... I drink a little less!"
"Don't worry! Leave it to me!" Merlin said confidently.
Blake looked at his confident look and felt emotional. As far as he knew, Merlin didn't grow this kind of tea in the Misty Land until he died...
In other words, the old friend who helped him build the tower in Merlin's words... was Blake himself!
Fuck... What does it mean to raise a rock and drop it on your own feet! .