ca-book Chapter 448 Planning for Game 4
Chapter 448 Planning for Game 4
"Good morning, Mr. Shen, our professors do have some shortcomings in teaching ability in this area, so we want to attend a class today. You can just continue and ignore us."
Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand.
"Okay, let's continue the lecture."
Shen Jian nodded, then picked up a knitting yarn ball from the table next to him and waved it towards the students listening in the audience.
"what is this"?
"Report! This is a ball of thread used for knitting sweaters. The material may be wool. The texture is very soft and easy to break."
A boy sitting below raised his hand and answered the question.
"Well, the answer is very correct and comprehensive, so do you think this thing can strangle people?"
Shen Jian used scissors to cut off a piece of wool, and then put it around the neck of the dummy, exerting force with both hands.
Quite unsurprisingly, the yarn was broken on the spot.
"Okay, what do you see from this?"
Shen Jian casually threw the broken wool behind him and called the boy from before.
"Report! When fighting in close quarters, you must use appropriate tools as assistance, otherwise it will be useless."
The boy thought for a moment and then replied.
"Well, that's true, but what if I told you that a soft piece of wool can strangle someone to death?"
Shen Jian used scissors to cut a length of wool thread long enough, and then put it around the dummy's neck.
"laugh"!
The originally normal red cashmere thread suddenly began to emit a dark red light, and then the light became brighter and brighter, finally reaching the brightness of the tungsten filament in the light bulb!
The moment the wool came into contact with the dummy's neck, it burned the wooden dummy into green smoke. With Shen Jian's force, the already incandescent wool cut off the dummy's neck without any hindrance.
"thump"!
Under the stunned gazes of everyone, with a dull sound, the dummy's head fell to the ground, and the incision on the neck shone with the red light of burning charcoal.
“Oh my God, kid, how did you do that”?
Dumbledore looked at the dummy's neck, which was still smoking, and asked in surprise.
"We are wizards, Principal Dumbledore. Wizards in Europe are always bound by wands, but few people have thought about what will happen if magic is injected into other items."
The wool rope in Shen Jian's hand had dimmed, but suddenly it lit up again.
"As long as magic is injected into the object, the magic can make the object stronger or sharper. Isn't the tip of the wand able to easily cut through objects?"
Shen Jian put the wool around a small and a half-sized tree next to him again, and then pulled it gently, easily cutting the tree in half.
"Really a genius idea"!
Several professors communicated with each other, and their words revealed praise.
"Oh? Then Mr. Shen, I heard that magical animals in China are usually more dangerous than those in Europe. What should you do if you encounter aggressive magical animals in the wild?"
Dumbledore blinked.
"Of course it depends on the situation, but I have never encountered magical animals. In comparison, we encounter more black magic creatures."
Shen Jian shook his head, and then continued:
"The black magic creatures native to China are really disgusting. Even the dementors, which are regarded as hell-like in the eyes of most European wizards, cannot compare with them. The 5000-year magic inheritance has created countless magic miracles, but Next to it is unspeakable and forbidden knowledge.”
"The reason for Mr. Lin's poor health is that he dealt with too many dark magic creatures when he was young. As a result, his body is always afraid of wind and cold, and his physique has also been affected."
Shen Jian seemed to have recalled some bad memories at this moment, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
"Actually, Mr. Shen, I'm not just here to attend classes, but I'm also here to inform you about the content of the next game."
Dumbledore suddenly changed his expression and said very solemnly.
"The next competition is set by the professors of Ifamoni School. You need to bring back a magical animal from the Forbidden Forest. According to the classification of magical animals, the higher the level, the higher the score."
"Hunting ritual"?
After Shen Jian thought for a moment, he frowned.
"Yes, according to the tradition of Ifamoni, every student must hunt a magical animal as a certificate for promotion to the senior class."
Dumbledore nodded.
"The competition will officially start in three days. I think it's time for you, Mr. Shen, to get ready."
"Okay, thank you for the reminder, Mr. Dumbledore"...
Shen Jian nodded lightly.
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"Ah, I slept well last night."
Zhang Qi rarely got up a little late. He walked in the corridor where pedestrians were gradually gathering outside, talking to himself and touching his lips.
It had been a long time since he had such a sweet sleep. He thought he would be so excited that he couldn't sleep all night, but he didn't expect to have a good dream.
"Good morning, Hilbert"!
In the corridor, Harry greeted him warmly.
"Good morning, Harry, you danced much better than me yesterday."
Zhang Qi also smiled and waved.
"Ah, this"...
Harry lowered his head in embarrassment.
"But rather than how you dance, I'm more curious about how you invited Hermione to be your dance partner."
There was a gossipy look in Zhang Qi's eyes.
"Well, I have never invited a girl to be my dance partner, and no one invited her, so we just made do"...
Harry said with a blush.
"Huh? Just make do"?
Zhang Qi looked unbelieving.
"real"!
Harry's face became anxious.
"Ok, I trust you".
Zhang Qi waved his hand.
"Hermione is a very good girl except for her personality. I wish you happiness."
Under Harry's shameful and angry gaze, Zhang Qi walked into the auditorium whistling.
"Good morning Astoria, how did you sleep last night?"
Zhang Qi tiptoed and sat next to the girl, blinking.
"Ah, not bad."
Astoria lowered her red face and slowly ate the food on the plate.
“How about some orange juice in the morning”?
Zhang Qi poured himself a glass of orange juice, and then filled another glass for the girl.
"OK".
Astoria picked up the cup and took a sip.
"So you like drinking orange juice? I remember you had a drink at the dance last night."
Zhang Qi asked with a smile, and then Mance dealt with the sausages on the plate methodically.
"Ah, how did you know? I remember you hadn't even reached the dance floor at that time."
Astoria tilted her head in confusion, and then her face suddenly turned red.
"You, you shouldn't be"...
"The orange juice you drank that day was quite sweet."
Zhang Qi burst out laughing, and then covered his mouth vigorously so as not to disturb other people.