Chapter 37 37: Chao Xiong’s friend, she is timid
“I can use the trance to engage in smuggling!”
Only those who have been short of money understand the importance of money.
This was the first bold idea that came to Ian's mind. If he could use the trance to do smuggling business, if he didn't make gold galleons, who could?
Those Aurors, the police in the Muggle world, even if they know that he is a smuggler, it is probably useless. They don't have the ability to go into the illusion to track down the contraband!
The more I think about it.
Ian thinks this is a really good idea! Of course, it's not very efficient to enter the trance dreamland once a week, so I'm afraid you have to choose some high-value goods.
Dragon eggs?
The dragon corpse?
It could also be Gringotts' vault!
Ahem.
This is a bit difficult and a little off track... Although he was very excited about this way to make a fortune, Ian still had enough sense before blurting out.
He opened his mouth.
I also knew very well in my heart that the more powerful thing the witch said was probably not this. Although this seemed like a great cause to Ian, it was obvious that most wizards didn't care about gold Galleons.
"It's not like bringing things from outside in and hiding them...but I obviously can't take things here out." Ian frowned and began to think hard again.
And at this time.
“Okay, my apprentice, you are not strong enough yet, and the time you can stay here is very limited. I don’t want to keep watching you squatting there like you’ve been holding in your shit.”
It is hard to imagine that a witch with a noble temperament can say such vulgar words, so much so that Ian couldn't help but feel embarrassed after being ridiculed.
"I was just thinking about what you said, Teacher Mara."
Ian defended himself.
"Back to the present world, you have enough time to think." The witch gently raised her hand, and a corner of the picture frame on the wall next to her flowed towards Ian like clear water.
Subconsciously raised his hand.
The liquid-like metal solidified into a wooden wand in Ian's hand.
“Come on, show it off.”
The witch first turned her head to look in the direction of the kitchen, and a humming roasted suckling pig flew out - yes, roasted suckling pig The pig is still grunting like a living creature.
Ian was dumbfounded.
“I hope you are not lazy.”
The witch held her cheek with one hand and leaned lazily on the exquisite and shining bench.
Her words speak for themselves.
Ian immediately pointed the wand at the "live suckling pig" with understanding.
"Fear is coming!"
According to the principle of this magic, it is similar to [Legilimency], but the difficulty is much lower. Its main function is to awaken the most direct fear deep in the target's heart.
Everyone’s fears are different.
But everyone’s subconscious is absolutely aware of their own fears.
Hmm.
Probably the same goes for roast suckling pig?
As the beam of light with a hint of gray matter shot out, the roasted suckling pig, which seemed to have come alive, immediately let out a shrill, shrill scream full of terror.
This sound.
It even made the furniture tremble in fear.
“Not too bad.”
The witch seemed very satisfied with Ian's performance, and the smile on her lips became more obvious.
“It’s all thanks to your teaching, teacher.”
Ian quickly flattered me.
The witch is very useful.
"Rune is not something simple and easy to understand. You can learn this magic in just seven days. In my time, it is already considered very good."
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The witch's praise was always unsubtle.
Ian likes this very much.
"Excellent wizards need better wizards to teach. I am very lucky to meet you, Teacher Mara." Ian was not too humble when flattering.
By observing words and expressions.
He found that this teacher Mara didn't seem to care about whether the students were humble or not.
after all.
"Of course."
The witch herself was not a humble wizard.
"It only took me two days to learn this magic for the first time. I knew I was destined to become a powerful wizard, and it turned out to be true."
The witch was proud He told his own story.
"..."
Ian opened his mouth. He hesitated to speak.
However.
But the witch didn't notice.
"I used some little tricks in the message I left you. If you can learn this magic, it means that you have at least mastered the application of runes."
"This can provide you with the next step. It will save you a lot of trouble when you come down to study.”
The witch raised her hand and screamed at the roasted suckling pig, then she seemed to have lost her vitality, regained her fragrant posture, and flew back to the kitchen. direction.
This scene once again amazed Ian.
“Compared with learning magic, truly understanding the knowledge behind magic is the most important thing, and runes are the best key to help wizards understand the nature of magic.”
There was a slight pause.
The witch added another sentence.
“At least that’s the case with me.”
She still didn’t speak too firmly.
Maybe.
It is only when it comes to learning that the witch displays a rare display of humility.
"Okay, I remember."
Ian also nodded seriously.
"About potions, I need to study some first, and before that, all you need to do is..." The witch was about to start her formal teaching to Ian this time.
“It’s him!”
"He's here again!"
"Go and notify the master! Ah! I've been cut in half again!"
Outside the castle.
But suddenly there was a crackling noise.
“Huh?”
Ian was startled.
He quickly looked at the witch.
See.
The witch who had been smiling just now looked as if she had gone to Snape for further training. She was extremely ugly, and her eyes seemed to be on fire.
Ian was planning to ask cautiously.
outside the house.
The movement that followed made him realize what had happened.
"Pandro, is Ian really here?"
"Little Anna! Believe me! Ian must have been captured by this evil woman!"
"I don't think that lady is a bad person, but her armors are really scary!"
"Don't be afraid, these things are actually made of paper. Look at me skewering three with one sword... no, four!"
"Oh my god! You are so strong!"
< br>"Hahahaha, there is the gate ahead! As soon as I step over it, it will immediately break into more than 700 pieces. I tried it last time."
......
The voice came from Yu Yi Well, a very familiar friend.
perhaps.
It was Pandro who escaped from Ian's memory. Those last words made Mara Witch break her guard a little. She quickly cursed and waved her hand to let the door open automatically to both sides.
Ian looked over quickly.
"Ah, the door is open? Hiss, what a pity, you little girl can't see my heroic figure."
As expected.
A boy wearing simple linen clothes, and a girl with a pale face, walked in majestically. It was the super-heroic Pandro and the timid Ariana.
Look at these two people.
Ian was surprised and stunned.
The witch's reaction was exactly the opposite.
“Damn butcher! Do you think I’m afraid of you!”
The witch roared angrily.
However.
Ian always felt that this roar... was a little unfounded.
(End of this chapter)