"Come on boy, we're short on time and need to do more meaningful things".

Grindelwald picked up a wooden stick from the table at this time, and then pointed the tip of the wooden stick at Zhang Qi.

"Perhaps it is indeed effective to use physical fitness to fight unequal battles, but magic is an innate talent of wizards. Wouldn't it be a pity if it is not used?"

"Apart from some convenience in daily life, I don't think the magic that is currently allowed to be learned has any lethality."

Zhang Qi also pulled out the golden wand from the inner pocket of his robe.

"The aiming of this thing is really bad, it is only suitable for close range, not for long range attacks."

"That's because you are not skilled in operation. Believe it or not, I can accurately hit your head with a spell even at a distance of one or two hundred meters."

Grindelwald smiled contemptuously.

"Then can you explain how you were captured by Mr. Newt?"

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and asked.

"Why did you have such a good aim and such powerful magic power, but you were still defeated by a curled-winged demon in the end"?

"No one can stop a sneak attack, boy."

Grindelwald's face froze suddenly, but he still said as usual.

"So in order to win, sneak attack is also a necessary means"!

Grindelwald slapped the table heavily, and continued in a passionate tone:

"So remember in the future battles, as long as you can win, no one will care how you win"!

"Understood, Mr. Grindelwald, I also want to tell you a truth-the more stern the person is, the more flustered he should be."

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes for the second time.

"We still have 16 hours of practice time left, which may be plenty for a rookie, but it's too little for me."

Grindelwald glanced at the clock on the wall, then sighed:

"Because of the monitoring of the magic device here, all our knowledge teaching can only be temporarily based on theory."

"So, what kind of knowledge do you want to learn?"

Grindelwald asked.

"The more about the dead, the better."

Zhang Qi replied without thinking.

"This is a form of magic that is now largely lost, but was extremely popular in the previous golden age."

Grindelwald thought carefully, and then slowly replied:

"The first necromancer recorded in the annals of history is called Hai Erbo. He is the first black wizard in history and has done countless disgusting human magic experiments."

"In that era, wizards were gods to ordinary Muggles, and a large part of the experimental consumables Haierbo consumed were provided by the surrounding small kingdoms."

"It was an age of ignorance and disgust."

Zhang Qi frowned when he heard this.

"Most of the necromancers at that time were not as murderous as the outside world said. Except for wizards like Hai Erbo, most of the other necromancers were philosophers who thought about life and death." .

"Zombies are the accidental products of their research on the resurrection of the dead—only the low-level abilities and physical activity of people are retained, but the wisdom of the dead is not resurrected."

"And later, because it was difficult to get rid of the basic desire of human beings—appetite in the follow-up experiments, it finally led them to produce a very disgusting thing in further transformation experiments"...

"Abomination"?

Zhang Qi asked.

"You're right, it's this disgusting thing."

Grindelwald nodded, and then continued:

"Abhorrence can spray poisonous mist into the air to kill and assimilate all creatures nearby. This kind of thing once turned some Muggle cities into dead cities. In the Middle Ages, the Papal States organized a war against the undead every few years. Unfortunately, most of them end in failure.”

"At this time, those necromancers who still retain the original moral code have either fallen or given up this path, so the only ones left are those madmen."

"In the end, the wizards and Muggles who were threatened with their lives cooperated for the first time in history to eradicate all these disgusting things, leaving only a little bit of evil that drifted to another new continent with the age of great exploration"...

Grindelwald snorted coldly when he said this, as if recalling some bad memories.

"Perhaps it is more appropriate to use an old saying in your country--the gold and jade are outside, and the ruins are inside."

"Harm, it can be seen by an individual, there is no need to wash it."

Zhang Qi thought to himself.

"As for the necromancy you want to learn, I have to regret to inform you that all of them have been lost. Even the books about necromancy in the restricted section of Durmstrang's library were all burned." .

"However, I heard that you know some sacred magic. Most undead creatures are afraid of sunlight and items full of willpower. This should be the only entry point you can enter."

When Grindelwald said this, his expression seemed a little regretful:

"I always feel that there are only spells that shouldn't be practiced~lightnovelpub.net~ but no knowledge that shouldn't be learned, but it's a pity that many people don't realize this."

"Ah, I would like to ask you a question, can Fiendfire kill those undead creatures?"

Zhang Qi asked suddenly.

"Of course, I forgot to tell you that this magic was originally created to completely kill those disgusting undead."

Grindelwald replied without hesitation:

"Fiendfire is a very superb black magic. The flames released cannot be extinguished under normal conditions. As long as you can touch anything that can burn, you can continue to grow and burn yourself."

"It's very simple to release Fiercefire, but it's very difficult to control it. In the past, there were often dark wizards who released Fiendflame, but ended up burning themselves to death by mistake—I think these people are still stupid of".

"Agree".

Zhang Qi nodded in his heart.

If memory serves me right, that's how one of Malfoy's goofy henchmen died.

"Are you going to learn this? I don't think Dumbledore will be happy to hear about it."

"Then I don't care if he is high or not? Learning is always his own business, and the principal can only be a bystander."

Zhang Qi said lightly.

"Youth and Confusion".

Grindelwald snorted unhappily, then turned his head to his desk, picked up a read newspaper and a red and blue lead from it.

"Then, since you want to study, you should study hard, and you can't release it alone without someone else's supervision, do you understand?"

While talking, Grindelwald sketched a simple magic circle on the discarded newspaper.