For some reason, Zhang Xiao thought of the Patronus Charm.
I used beautiful things as the framework, hope as the flesh and blood, and poured happiness into it, adding color, trying to create a painting.
Could... the process of learning the Patronus Charm also apply to creating spells?
Zhang Xiao's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
The incantation was the framework, the gestures were the flesh and blood, and belief was the soul.
Both gestures and incantations served to describe a spell's effects more precisely.
Those masters of spellcraft racked their brains just to make their descriptions a little more accurate.
Because any deviation could send a spell out of control.
Zhang Xiao felt his heart pounding. He pulled some talisman paper from his Heaven and Earth Bag.
What could describe an effect more precisely than talisman paper?
That Thunder Talisman that had thundered high in the heavens had already proved everything.
So I had already managed to release a talisman through magic back then!
Then my path was... to use these talismans as incantations!
The door to the Hospital Wing opened, and Madam Pomfrey immediately spotted Zhang Xiao sitting on his bed, holding talisman paper in a state of excitement.
She approached with a stern expression, checked his condition first, then sighed and said:
"Zhang, I know you're under a lot of pressure, but tell me yourself-how many times has this happened now?
"If this keeps up, I'll have to reserve a bed just for you!"
Faced with the imposing authority of Madam Pomfrey, queen of the Hospital Wing, Zhang Xiao did not dare say a word.
The moment Madam Pomfrey announced that he could leave, he grabbed his belongings and made his escape.
He had not been unconscious for long this time. Or perhaps Zhang Xiao was growing