Li Ang could feel that the god who gave the wizard's power was gradually approaching, staring at the city with a greedy and gloomy gaze.

After entering the realm of Golden Pill, his premonition became stronger and he could clearly feel the depressing aura of storms. He just didn't know that this storm would log into London from that time and place.

He did not care about the life and death of the British Empire, but the arrival of a foreign god is a scientific research project with great observational value and should not be missed.

In order to achieve this goal, it is extremely necessary to secretly manipulate the wizard group.

Leon's words were like magic, corroding and bewitching Ollivand's heart, and imprinting them in the mind of the most outstanding wand maker in Britain and even Europe - he had to spread the news.

He wanted to tell the Ministry of Magic theories of Divine Blood, notify the Prophet Daily, and even tell every wizard child who went to his store to buy a magic wand.

Li Ang looked at Olivand's dull and chaotic eyes, nodded with satisfaction, took out a bag of bulging Jin Jialong from his pocket, gently placed it on the counter, turned around and walked into the high shelves lined up.

He was walking in the garden and picked out more than a dozen magic wands, and the powerful spiritual power gushed out, exploding all of these magic wands.

The peach wood fragments were about to collapse and splash, but they were lightly supported by spiritual power. Under the control of Li Ang's will, they stopped in mid-air.

Phoenix feathers, dragon brain nerves, sphinx tendons... These magical creatures' body cores are individually selected by Li Ang, intertwined, pieced together, and formed to achieve a core configuration with high-strength load attributes with the most optimized ratio.

With the core of the stick, the pieces of the stick hanging in the air are close to each other under the spiritual power, mortise and tenon, the patterns are woven into a central and straight short-handled cane.

He ignored Mr. Olivande who was slowly awakening, walked straight out of the wand shop with his cane, stepped on the pebbles in Diagon Alley, and walked towards Lihen Bookstore.

This bookstore next to Mrs. Mojin's robe store is a well-known chain of bookstores in the European wizarding world. Every student at Hogwarts will come to Lihen Bookstore to purchase it before school starts and buy the textbook list needed for this semester.

It was the holiday, and Lihen Bookstore was a little crowded. The young-faced students and parents walked among the high bookshelf, shouting about various book titles, which was quite noisy.

Li Ang found a secluded corner, took out his cane and waved it, and installed a floating spell. In fact, he controlled the spiritual energy and penetrated his body, lifted up a large stack of books, and slapped in front of him in a square array of 4*4.

"A History of Modern Magic", "The Wizard Celebrity", "Advanced Transformation Guide", "The Power of Darkness: Self-Defense Guide"...

16 witchcraft books automatically turn pages in one go, and Li Ang’s eyes were like the most advanced scanner, quickly reading and understanding the obscure and profound content on it.

"As I thought, these wizards didn't know the source of their power at all. They just rely on experience passed down from generation to generation to use command ether in a shallow way."

Li Ang looked at the strange story in the book about "a wizard turned his wife into a running bull because he recited a word in the wrong spell", and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Should I praise them as adventurous as the Explosive Heaven Nobel? Or are they born to be unintelligent?

No logical thinking ability, no dialectics, no control over variables. Even the witchcraft books that specialize in educating students only tell them to pay attention to the key points of release of spells. If you are not careful, it will cause a disaster and the whole family will spiral into the sky!

Normal people who are a little more intelligent will try to compare and improve, but these wizards are willing to get used to and adapt to the dangers of witchcraft, exploring on the brink of explosion every day, and enjoying it.

If they weren't born to like explosions, it would mean that the erosion of divine blood has completely damaged their brains and made them completely unable to use logical tools...."

Li Ang used his heart and thought about it while reading the sixteen books of 4*4 and changed to the next book group array.

Tens of minutes later, hundreds of books in Lihen Bookstore had been read by Li Ang, and most of the knowledge of the wizard world had been imprinted into his mind.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, picked up the short-handled cane, and experimented with the mantra he had learned one by one.

Bodyguard, remove your weapons, phantom development, float and take off...

According to the authoritative statement of the Ministry of Magic, the essence of spells is to drive the ether elements to arrange and combine them, and inspire various incredible "miracles".

However, in the eyes of Li Ang, who has logical thinking ability, the spell is to put it bluntly, line of code, gestures, tone, spells, and will in the process of releasing the spell can all be considered as the process of compiling code.

A wizard is like an elderly amateur coder who has only read one or two IT tutorials. He only knows how to type on the keyboard randomly, find effective code strings in hundreds of experiments, and pass them on from generation to generation.

However, in this inheritance process, a lot of content is lost, tampered, added and deleted, and the originally concise and beautiful code is rigidly distorted, forming a large number of completely unnecessary garbage strings.

What Li Ang did was to simplify and optimize and reach the essence directly.

Hundreds of different spells overflowed from the tip of the short-handled cane, but were forced to cut off by Li Ang before the ether was about to be effective - he could already see the essence through phenomena and see the final effect of programming through the code of the spell.

The secret of the curse was clearly visible in front of him.

"I guess any coder who has the potential to send a wizard to Hogwarts will be able to surpass those old wizards who have been famous for a long time in the editing and development of witchcraft.

This is a good idea. Peking University Bluebird Wizard Vocational and Technical College uses innovative vocational education course research and development concepts to provide professional talents and other things to the wizarding community.”

Li Ang smiled and put down the books, looked at the wizards in the bookstore thoughtfully, and said jokingly,

"Well... If this is true, these wizards will probably retreat under the impact of the coders, and finally give birth to a fantasy village ruled by the coders - but I guess those coders who live in the development park will not give up their high salaries and come to the wizard world where entertainment means are scarce. They only need to distribute a vesia to return to their hometown to farm happily."

Li Ang casually threw a bag of Jin Jialong and placed it on the counter of Lihen Bookstore as a borrowing fee. He left the wizard apprentice of his peers who were still in the germination of youth and walked straight to a shop No. 93, Diagon Alley with the label "Sales for Sale".

The shop was empty except for the counter seats, and it was obviously cleaned up. Sitting behind the counter was a young wizard. When he saw someone coming to the door, he hurriedly stood up and received, "Hello, sir, what do you need?"

Li Ang looked at the room casually, casually stretched out his cane and pulled it into the void, connecting the underground vault of the Meme Company in London, dragging out several thick gold bricks from it and throwing it on the ground, making a dull sound.
Chapter completed!