In the end, Tolkien, who was able to use magic, was defeated by chopsticks, and he chose a more direct way with his hands. As the saying goes, "Dumplings are like wine, and the more you drink, the more you get." With the steaming cabbage meat dumplings and two small cold dishes, this saying obviously also affected the big-nosed British. Tolkien quickly lost his conversation, and the topic was his good friends who died on the battlefield.

Zhao Maian was quietly listening to the audience, allowing Tolkien to express the grief of losing his friend. The war was finally over and the European continent could calm down for a while. Although there would be World War II, Zhao Mai did not need to act as an unpopular "charlatan" at this time.

"There is another month that is Christmas, and the New Year's Day holidays are also put together. I heard the news that the border blockade of the Ministry of Magic will end before that, so I'm going home. Mike, come to my house for Christmas!"

"I'm afraid not. I've promised Barbara Flammel that I'll go to France on Christmas to meet their family."

"Are you talking about Barbara from the same academy as you? How many years did she have, did she become an adult? Didn't you have Diana? Why are you still provoking these things?"

"You're thinking wrong?" Zhao Mai waved his hand vigorously: "There is an alchemist in Barbara's family who I admire very much. I went to visit and ask for advice through her relationship, but I didn't have any intentions for the little girl. Moreover, Diana is in the European continent, and I will find a way to contact her when I get there. I just don't know what the Greek gods have about Christian festivals... In short, you just need to know that I'm not going to harm the little girl."

"Oh...well, you're an adult, just be sure." Tolkien poured himself some soju. He had drunk several glasses, but he was still unsatisfied. Zhao Mai didn't expect that he liked it so much. He was afraid that he would get drunk, so he kept using the natural force to relieve him, which greatly extended the time for the two people to talk.

The topic turned back to Zhao Mai's pharmacy, which had been delayed for several months and still had not opened. Tolkien was still thinking about writing signs and advertising slogans for him. "I really don't have time recently. I've been practicing spells. The horses have sent me a lot of herbs, and I have piled up two houses, full of them. I guess I have to end this semester to really take time out." Zhao Mai also sighed a little. He never thought he could live like this. "This semester I have been supplementing my foundation and learning the practical experience of spells from various teachers. My goal next semester is to consolidate my style, so I won't choose courses like this. How are you doing?"

"Fortunately, although the pressure is a bit too high, there is no problem passing the exam." Tolkien thought about it, but he didn't tell Zhao Mai the book "The Lost Story" he had spent a lot of energy to write, and still kept the surprise. He originally wanted to invite Zhao Mai to celebrate Christmas and give it to him as a Christmas gift, but now it seems that they can't meet that day. However, after the festival, they have to go back to school for the exam, and then it will be winter vacation, and it will be not too late to give it to him at that time.

The two chatted for a long time until the night enveloped the entire Hogwarts. Tolkien sent him away, and the fat woman looked at Zhao Mai's back and opened her mouth wide in surprise, and kept it for two days. The students of Gryffindor had never figured out how Mike passed through the door, while the students of Lavenclaw felt that their faces were shining and were very proud. Only Barbara kept jumping in annoyance because she lost Zhao Mai's trace again.

By December, the atmosphere of the school has gradually turned to the upcoming festival, and everyone's faces are always full of longing and smiles. Zhao Mai also ushered in December of harvest, and several of his tasks have come to an end. The mind power and the natural force have established preliminary communication. At least under Zhao Mai's conscious control, they can interact within his body. The two can work together on a spell. The most significant change in effect is that Zhao Mai can continue to cast druid spells after transforming, rather than using the effect of the mind power.

Another change occurs in terms of perception. With the help of the natural force as a bridge, Zhao Mai has a more keen and accurate observation of the surrounding environment. He can clearly "see" the trajectory of bullets, "hear" nearby objects like sonar, and even "sniff" changes in the surrounding magnetic and electric fields. Originally, he could only dodge bullets through the direction of the muzzle, but now with the help of vision, his success rate is five times higher. At least when facing the guns in the current world, one or two guns can no longer threaten him.

Because the body is "forced" by the psychic power for a long time, and then often uses natural force to repair the damage caused by this movement, an effect similar to "weight-bearing training" also appeared. Zhao Mai felt the Force's natural pursuit of "more beautiful", so he began to cooperate with his own transformation. His body began to have a trend, adapting to high-intensity and high-frequency maneuvers, so the damage suffered is getting lighter and less and less.

This is a good phenomenon. Many druids have had similar changes. According to Xiaohua's understanding, if you maintain a certain natural transformation state for a long time, the Force will slowly affect the druid's body. There are people who can breathe underwater through the skin, people who can suddenly accelerate like cheetahs, and some people have obtained the compound eyes and dynamic vision of insects.

Zhao Mai did not learn from the outside world, but re-energized the "bloodlines" hidden in his body. In the mangroves and under the influence of Wadsworth, Zhao Mai once dug deep into the secrets hidden in his bloodline and saw those functions that had appeared but gradually disappeared during the evolution process. That time, Zhao Mai was insufficient in strength and control, which led to his bloodline becoming unstable and almost losing his natural force. But now he has not understood that level and has enough ability to complete this matter.

He became a little different from before, and many of his body functions were strengthened, but from the perspective of the characteristics of the natural force, he was still the original Zhao Mai, which made Xiaohua puzzled. "No one has done this before, so Zhao Mai, you must be careful." Xiaohua expressed his concerns: "If you become less like yourself one day, and it is not caused by natural transformation and cannot be restored, it will be difficult."
Chapter completed!