After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

Get up.

McGonagall smiled and helped him up. With a flick of her wand, a semi-transparent magical hand materialized in mid-air and gently picked up the water glass on the table.

"Get up." McGonagall smiled and helped him up, tapping her wand lightly in the air.

A semi-transparent ball of magic condensed at the tip of his staff, slowly transforming into the shape of a hand, which gently picked up the silver cup on the table.

"I'll teach you the first practical basic trick, the Wizard's Hand."

This is a skill every aspiring wizard must master. Once mastered, you can seize items or launch a sneak attack within ten steps at will.

He took his wand and drew three simple runes on the parchment, then pointed them out to Grindelwald one by one:

"Look carefully, the Mage's Hand is made up of three basic runes, it's not as difficult as you think."

The first is the Energy Gathering Rune, which gathers the magic power scattered throughout your body into a single point.

The second is the guiding rune, which allows the gathered magic to move according to your thoughts; it can grasp whatever you want it to grasp.

The third is to solidify the runes, giving the gathered magic a shape; otherwise, if the magic dissipates, you won't be able to pick up anything.

"Draw the three runes together, let the magic flow along the runes, and don't break the connection, and you're done."

Greenlido watched intently; he was a genius, and his understanding of runes was much faster than that of ordinary beginners.

After reading it only twice, I picked up a charcoal pencil and started copying it on parchment. The three runes were drawn crookedly, but none of them were wrong.

He tried to infuse magic into the runes, and the three runes on the parchment glowed slightly.

A semi-transparent little hand really floated up from the paper. Although it was limp and could only hold a piece of parchment, it was already a fully formed mage's hand.

McGonagall raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised that he learned so quickly, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, much better than my previous stupid disciples. They'll be able to stabilize after a few days of training."

He suddenly slapped his forehead as he spoke: "Look at my memory! You're a full-fledged wizard now, and you still don't have a proper wand."

He took out a half-meter-long piece of dark red wood and a pigeon-blood red, slightly warm magic core from his storage ring:

"This is black-veined fire sandalwood, which is most suitable for fire-attribute wizards. Magic can be transferred without any lag."

This is a Tier 1 magic core of the Firefeather Crimson Sparrow, perfectly suited to your bloodline. Embedding it at the top of your staff will increase the power of your flames by 30%.

McGonagall stood in the center of the room, her wand flashing rapidly through the air. One by one, glowing runes flew from the tip of the wand and landed on the piece of wood:

First, there are magic conduction runes, allowing magic to flow smoothly and without obstruction within the staff.

Next, runes are fused together, allowing the magic core and the wood to grow together without repelling each other.

Then there's the fire amplification rune, which amplifies the power of fire magic.

Finally, he inscribed a retrieval rune, so that as long as the wand was within a hundred miles, he could summon it back with a single thought, and he wouldn't be afraid of losing it.

All the runes melted into the wood, and the fiery red magic core clicked into place at the top of the staff.

The rough wood became smooth and warm, and the staff gleamed with a faint fiery red light. A first-grade high-quality magic staff was thus completed.

McGonagall tossed the wand to Grindelwald: "Try it out."

Grindelwald reached out and caught it; the wand felt warm to the touch, subtly resonating with the fire magic in his dantian.

The magic flowed out of the staff without any hindrance, ten times smoother than casting magic with bare hands.

He lit the candle on the table, and a steady little flame touched the wick.

The candle was instantly lit, more than twice the size of the flame he had set off empty-handed.

"Thank you, teacher." Grindelwald held the wand, delighted with it.

"Hmm, you've just fused with the bloodline, so your magic power isn't stable yet. Practice slowly. Come with me to the Black Forest in three days to collect materials, and while we're at it, let's capture a few strangers to use for experiments with the old folks in the tower."

McGonagall gave a few instructions, turned and left, but turned back at the door.

"If you need potions or gold coins, just go to the accounting office and give me my name."

After McGonagall left, Grindelwald practiced his Wizard Hand technique in his room for three whole hours, until he ran out of magic.

My consciousness sank, and I instantly lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, the blinding sunlight shone through the gaps in the hotel curtains, making him squint.

The familiar hotel ceiling came into view, and on the table were unfinished instant noodles, a camera, and a hiking backpack.

Outside the window, the streets of Tokyo were bustling with traffic, while he was still traveling in Japan.

He subconsciously raised his hand as if to summon the sorcerer's hand, but nothing happened; his beer belly jiggled with the movement.

He looked down and saw that he was still that fat man weighing 180 pounds, with loose, flabby arms. He couldn't even run two steps without getting out of breath, let alone possess any magical powers.

His tall stature, muscular build, red vertical pupils, and handy wand in Kyushu were all gone.

"Fuck! Fuck!"

Grindelwald was so angry that he grabbed a pillow and threw it on the ground, sweeping the instant noodles on the table onto the floor, leaving the soup spilled all over the place without caring.

He toiled for six days, acting as a guinea pig for others, and finally became a wizard, apprenticing himself to a master.

He had his own signature rune and wand, but when he returned to reality, he had lost everything.

He opened the system panel while panting and scrolled up the world channel to read the messages.

He knew Chinese and could translate it without any problems, but it took him hundreds of entries to figure it out.

In Dongzhou, as long as you have the secret manual, you can cultivate true qi by practicing it in real life.

However, the wizards of the Western Continent rely on the bloodline of magical beasts. Without this bloodline, even if they memorize the spellbook, they cannot cast a single spell.

A new option called "Real-world Exchange" appeared on the panel. He clicked on it and almost spat out blood.

【Fire Feather Crimson Sparrow Bloodline (Tier 1): Requires 5 Low-Grade Spirit Stones to exchange for real-world value】

[Black-veined Firewood Magic Wand (Tier 1, High Grade): Requires 5 Low-grade Spirit Stones to exchange for real-world value]

So all he got after six days of hard work was just ten spirit stones to bring back to reality?

He rummaged through his backpack; it was spotless, without a single spirit stone.

My first thought was to buy it from other players or ask the Free Alliance for it.

He is now the first Tier 1 wizard in the West, and the Alliance will definitely be willing to give him spirit stones.

But he quickly dismissed the thought; he knew all too well the character of the politicians in his country, no matter how nice they were saying now.

They give him spirit stones and status, but once he actually takes the goods, he becomes someone else's kept tool.

At that point, forget about freedom, he might not even have his own life. Those people even betray their own people, let alone a travel streamer with no connections.

Buy it from Chinese players?

He has no connection with Chinese players now, so why would they sell to him?

Greenley took a deep breath to suppress his agitation.

It's just ten spirit stones, isn't it?

Just go back to Kyushu and find your teacher. McGonagall is a second-tier wizard, so he definitely knows how to earn spirit stones.