Chapter 228: Blood and Flesh Bitter and Weak, Alchemy and Ascension (Ch 228)

The old man blocked the first probing attack and said with a grin: “The death of the body is not the end. If you really want to kill me, you still need to defeat me in terms of will.” The old man shook his head.

“Yeah, you’re right, alpaca!” The next moment, a simplest withered skull directly drilled into the old man’s chest. The next moment, this old man who didn’t even deserve a name slowly withered and turned into ashes.

“Professor, I think you’re a little too quick.” Harry raised his wrist with a bitter look, the silver mark still remaining there.

“Hey, take out your magic wand so I can see what this is?” Kaisen asked, squatting down.

Harry nodded, and with just a thought, his wand was spit out with a blood vessel still attached to the end.

“Damn! That’s so cool!” Sirius appeared behind the two of them at some point and exclaimed in admiration as he looked at the wand connected to Curry’s blood vessels.

“…Have you finished cleaning up those guys outside? You’re just wandering around here!” Kaisen said with a twitch on his scalp.

“Well, it’s all done. Lupin and the French Auror are counting the bodies outside now, so they can’t use mine.” Sirius said aggrievedly, then looked at Harry: “This thing is really cool!”

“But this thing hurts. It hurts so much that I can’t help but cast an unlocking spell now.” Harry said with a gritted teeth.

“Then let’s find a way to get rid of this thing.” Sirius said with a changed expression in an instant.

“The Godfather’s love is deep.” Kaisen sighed and began to study the vein on Harry’s wrist: “Is there anyone alive out there?”

“Emmm, if there were no survivors outside, Old Deng would be the last one to die.” Sirius said helplessly.

The three of them fell into a strange silence for a moment, but fortunately Lupin, who came in from outside, broke the atmosphere: “We can go back now. The next step is the work of Dumbledore and the French Ministry of Magic.”

“Are there any survivors?” Kaisen asked.

“No.” Lupin shook his head.

“Okay…” Kaisen sighed, but he quickly patted Harry on the shoulder: “Trust me.” As soon as he finished speaking, the magic field enveloped the few people, and they returned to the hotel almost instantly.

“What’s wrong with Harry?” Lupin was very sensitive and he noticed that Harry was shrouded in a faint feeling of suicidal desire.

“It should be a special magic transformation of the Brotherhood of the Temple. Harry is now integrated with his wand.” After Kaysen finished explaining, Lupin came over curiously to take a look. Until he saw Harry’s veins and the wand, he also said that sentence…

“Wow, what a cool chicken!”

“You two said almost exactly the same thing,” Harry said helplessly.

“Yeah…” Kaisen looked carefully at the connection between Harry’s wand and blood vessels through his monocle. “With my attainments in human alchemy, I have two pieces of news to tell you. One is that your kind of human alchemy is irreversible. You must be careful to remove your weapon in the future, because when the wand flies out, it is very likely that your blood vessels will be pulled out, and then bounce back.”

Harry simulated the scene in his mind and felt a chill in his spine: “What about the good news?”

Kaisen raised his eyebrows: “The good news is that I audited medical courses when I was in school. I think my skills are pretty good. I can help you remove the pain nerves in this section.”

“Ah?” Harry was a little dazed: “Professor, how many classes have you taken?”

“When the medical students were studying cadavers, I was decorating cabinets for them. I took a look in my spare time. They happened to be talking about pain nerves at that time.” After Kaisen finished speaking, he waved his hand casually, and tiny squares firmly controlled Harry’s arm.

“I’m sorry Harry, please get some sleep!”

As soon as Kaisen finished speaking, before he could even take out the anvil, Lupin quickly cast a Stunning Spell on Harry.

“Oh, it seems that we have a good understanding of each other.” Kaisen said and took out a small diamond sword.

And Lupin came closer: “Do you know medicine?”

Kaisen shook his head. “I was just teasing Harry. Although I don’t know medicine, I know alchemy. I just reshaped Harry’s wrist and added a few small details.”

“Then why do you use that blue knife?” Sirius came over and said.

“Flesh and blood are weak, and alchemical ascension is a way of life. I can’t really let Harry die by being expelliarmus. I have to give him some means of counterattack.”

Sirius listened to the human-like language spoken by Kaisen and watched his increasingly wild techniques, and finally broke down and turned his back.

“Too curious!” he sighed.

“Is this really just a small detail?” another Lupin, who had turned his back early, echoed.

The two of them just listened to the horrible sound that sounded like renovation work. They wanted to leave, but were worried. They wanted to watch, but were still heartbroken. So they stood there passively for half an hour in such a conflicted state.

Half an hour later, Harry woke up and looked at the silver mark on his wrist…

“Why does it feel bigger?”

“Because it now has two modes, mode one and mode two, and a passive mode,” Kaisen explained.

Harry looked at him blankly: “I don’t understand.”

“You can just think in your mind, mode one or mode two.”

Harry nodded, and then quickly pulled his wand out. This was normal, and he could also feel that there was something a little bit strange about his wand or wrist. He casually cast a spell and said in surprise, “It doesn’t hurt anymore!”

Sirius nodded: “As long as it doesn’t hurt.”

Harry did not answer, but listened to what Kaisen said and activated the second mode. The next moment, the original wand was suddenly covered and fixed by a layer of silver-white scales, and it became a snow-white hidden blade.

“Fuck! This guy is so handsome! I want one too, Kaison!” Sirius shouted without any reserve from the previous second.

Unlike Sirius and Lupin, Harry looked at the hidden blade on his wrist in confusion: “What’s the use of this?”

“When you can’t defeat others with magic, perhaps you can choose to fight the enemy in close combat and exchange one for one…of course, the enemy is very close to you.” Kaisen touched his chin and made up such a reason. After all, he couldn’t say that he did it to look cool, right?

“Okay.” Harry thought and put away his hidden blade: “What about the passive ability?”

“Sirius, give Harry an Expelliarmus,” said Kaysen.

Sirius temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​asking Kaisen to equip him with a hidden blade. He took out his wand and used a light Expelliarmus.

As the red light of Expelliarmus fell on Harry, the next moment Harry uncontrollably raised his arm and aimed it at Sirius, and then a stream of light suddenly flew out from his wrist and headed straight for Sirius.