HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 For ordinary people, the composition of blood comes from two parts.

　　 patriline, and matriline.

　　 Among Jon's patrilineal bloodlines, the most powerful is obviously the legendary witch bloodline inherited from Helga.

　　 The bloodline of the legendary witch is undoubtedly powerful, but the bloodline inherited from the matriline in Jon's body is also very powerful.

　　 and it is strangely powerful.

　　In the beginning, Helga didn't notice that there was a bloodline like this in Jon's body.

If the human bloodline level is a pyramid, then for all the components in Jon's body, the bloodline inherited by Helga is obviously dominant, and the bloodline inherited by Jon from the maternal line is obviously dominant. There is nothing special about it.

　　 Until the last time Jon's patron saint incident.

　　 is not the honey badger, the traditional patron saint of the Hufflepuff family, but a black swallow without legs.

Of course Jon doesn’t know the origin of this swallow for the time being, but after Helga analyzed the picture described by Jon, this swallow is not a so-called thorn bird, and there is no patron saint in the West. It is a family of thorn birds.

　　 So the greatest possibility should be the blood inherited from the maternal line.

　　 from Jon’s ancestor of the wizard who traveled far from the east.

　　 Huaxia has always been mysterious, and the mystery in the mystery, the West knows very little about Huaxia, so Helga has no clue.

　　 And Jon knew the problem.

　　 At the time of the battle for the patron saint, his swallow was the trace of the rules that was unexpectedly grabbed by the advantage of speed. In terms of frontal combat, he should not be able to beat the honey badger, but it can survive to the end, at least it will not be worse.

　　 "Which one does he enhance?" Jon sat on the chair, tied the straps, and comforted himself: "Anyway, the enhanced bloodline is also his own bloodline, and the improvement in strength is always his own."

　　 Above him is a telescopic machine, and the test tube has been inserted into it by Jon. As soon as the scheduled time comes, the instrument will stretch out in front of Jon and pour the medicine in the test tube into Jon's mouth.

　　 After sitting in the cellar for less than half an hour, the time is almost the same.

　　The pre-determined countdown ended. The telescopic robotic arm in front of Jon started to operate with the influx of electric current, and the temporarily installed air purifier also began to buzz, transporting the muddy air in the cellar.

　　 At this time, Jon, who had tied himself in the chair, was staring at the blue-violet potion in the test tube that was pushed in front of him by the robotic arm.

　　The color of this potion actually changes because of the user's blood. Jon asked himself if he didn't have the ability to set the beak of the legendary wizard formula, it was natural to honestly "follow the doctor's advice."

　　 So apart from the buzzing air purifier, there was only the faint sound of liquid shaking from the test tube in the silence.

In order to pursue the absolute purity of the medicine extraction, Jon used the method of atomization to extract the medicine as much as possible. Although it took a lot of time, the extracted medicine was not wasted at all, and the Bai Dihua was added. After that, it was as gentle as possible.

　　In Helga's words, this is basically completely safe, and it won't be particularly painful.

　　Although he is still skeptical about this, Jon can only hope that what the legendary witch of his own family said is true.

　　 His expression was tense, as if the contents in the test tube were not carefully developed potions, but something that might create zombies.

　　 Taking a deep breath, Jon opened his mouth, letting the medicine pour in from the test tube.

　　 It's so cold.

　　 After all, the three test tubes containing the potion had been refrigerated by Jon before, keeping them in a liquid state at a low temperature, so as not to accidentally expose one to the air and become a waste product.

　　 And the potion is in, he must swallow it immediately.

　　 Then.

　　 Jon felt like he was going to explode.

　　The huge medicinal power poured into Jon's mouth like a sea tide, depriving him of his sense of taste and voice for an instant. He opened his mouth to say something and swallowed some air, and then only felt the rapid numbness of his mouth.

　　 Sensory deprivation.

　　 He immediately wanted to reach out and touch himself, but the restraint of the chair made his fingers only touch his other fingers, and the touch from the fingertips was no longer the softness of flesh and blood, but no feeling.

The only feeling came from his body, as if he had just swallowed a germinated seed. The power of the potion grew countless "tentacles", which penetrated into the capillaries of his esophagus, and then poured into Jon. In the blood vessels.

　　 However, this also reduces some pain.

　　 Within the tolerance range.

　　 He was about to smile, and then, the tingling from among the limbs made him completely lose the courage to smile.

　　 It seems to have suffered a serious injury like a whole body fracture. Although the pain of breaking the bones and bones is unbearable, it is only a temporary problem.

What's really unbearable is the numbness caused by the small stubble of the bones when recovering from the injury. When unable to move, it is definitely the most torturing feeling~www.wuxiahere.com~ wait until After the power of the medicine finally surging, and the pain of drilling a hole no longer came from his chest, Jon finally ushered in the third wave.

　　The soul is empty.

　　Although he is still in his body, he has lost all his feelings, as if someone took a knife and cut the connection between his soul and his body, shutting his soul here.

　　 Fortunately, this is not the first time he has experienced such a scene.

　　 There was no fear or struggle. Jon was like returning to a certain place he had been. After losing his sense of time, the darkness was not as difficult as imagined.

　　 As long as you don't let yourself get lost, because the darkness will always pass, and he will eventually return to the familiar world.

　　 He doesn't know how long it has passed, but the first feeling to return is keen perception.

　　 He can feel every beat of his heart and the sound of purified blood flowing in his blood vessels.

　　 The numbness disappeared from his body like a low tide, leaving behind power. Jon closed his eyes, and the magic power was fed back from the limbs and limbs to show him his existence.

　　 He has become stronger again, but this time it is not advancement, but evolution.

After resting for a while, Jon struck lightly, and the extremely fragile leather that had tied him around and was now ravaged broke apart. He put on the ring again, waved his wand, and cleaned up the blood here, and then go away.

When 　　 walked out of the basement, the guards outside were already drowsy.

　　 Jon raised his head.

Its daybreak.