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22[@more@]　　她先是从我手里拿起一块，舔了舔，马上放进嘴里，狠狠的大嚼起来，然后以不可思异的速度从我手里把糖都抱在怀里，腾就飞起来了，喊道：“太好吃了，都是我的了！” 　　可惜她的人太小了，不停的有糖从她的手臂里掉出来，然后被别的精灵一抢而空，她着急的去追，结果不仅没追到，手里的反而掉的更多，最后就还两块在手里纂着，赶紧塞到嘴里了。不过瘾啊？只好又来找我要：“你还有吗？再给我几块好吗？” 　　“好吧。”看她精灵可爱的样子，贫道怎么忍心回绝呢？只是我刚拿出一把来，马上就被一堆精灵从手里抢了。望着空

21[@more@]　　“噢！我不怪你。”可是落寞的神情跃然脸上 　　“别这样，真的是非常重要的急事，我和妈妈要去精灵之都，可能要1个月才回来，你等着我。妈妈已经答应认你作女儿了。回来以后就正式举行个仪式，你就真的是我妹妹了！” 　　“真的么？”她不可思异的问 　　“当然，你先在我这住，我已经吩咐下人好好戴你了，你要什么就和他们说，要有人欺负你，等我回来再收拾他。知道了吗？”我问 　　“恩，我等你回来。” 　　第二天早上，我把我院子里的下人都叫来，好好嘱咐一翻，他们都是不错的人，我很放心。就和母亲带人上路了

20[@more@]　　“妈妈轻点，掉下来拉！爷爷！”我对爷爷使个眼色 　　“你们先下去吧。”爷爷等他们出去后，道：“好拉，现在可以说了吧？” 　　“快给我个说法，不然我没收你所有的金币！”妈妈怒道 　　“您看看着个？”我先拿出‘召唤牌递给妈妈道 　　“什么东西啊？怎么这么怪？这种神文的咒语，难到是”妈妈道 　　“召唤牌”爷爷先说出来了 　　“父亲您不懂魔法的人怎么也认识啊？”妈妈把牌子递给爷爷问 　　“呵呵，我只认识这块牌子，族谱里有记载的。”爷爷道 　　“骗人，族谱又不是魔法书，再说咱家除了我和我妈，

17[@more@]　　“啊！真的吗？说起来我还真得谢谢你给我这么多的魔法材料呢！” 　　“不用客气，妈妈，只要您把做好的九级魔法卷轴给我几个就行了。”母亲大方的说 　　“还几个？你给的那点皮最多能有几个成功的？再说我还没疯狂到连续做几十年卷轴的程度，你想累死我呀！”外婆笑骂道。 　　“怎么会呢，妈妈您慢慢做，我不急。”母亲严肃道：“妈妈，我希望您在剩下的几天时间可以好好教导一下这孩子，作为大陆上最顶级的法师，您在炼金术上的心得可以帮助他。” 　　“不用你说我也会的！”外婆对我道：“孩子，明天到我的炼金室

15[@more@]　　“呜~~~~人家这么穷，你不会是找人家要钱吧？”青龙已经把两只前爪捂在脸上了， 　　穷？坐在金山上哭穷，还真是有创意！ 　　“这个~” 　　“求求你了！呜~~~~！你一定是个绅士！你一定不会要一位高贵的龙族拿出她心爱的宝藏，对吗？” 　　汗~，一个十几米高的龙向一个三岁的孩子撒娇，还真是难得一见啊。看来龙对财宝的痴迷远远超过其他任何种族啊。现在看来想从她手里拿走一个金币都是不可能的，不如和她交个朋友，就算多个高级打手也不错，说不定哪天还能用上。 　　“好吧，美丽的小姐，我可以送你一颗丹药提升

14[@more@]　　“放心吧，我要睡一会消化一下，你先等等我啊！” 　　“靠，要多少时间？” 　　“不多，也就几天吧！”说完就像死猪一样躺在床下人事不醒了！ 　　我太阳~ 　　转眼间来到精灵之都已经好几天了，妈妈和小姨忙她们的生意，外婆和长老们在研究我的情况，我被她们折腾了几天也没得出什么有用的结论。于是外婆去找精灵女皇了，我才得到解放，可以在精灵之都好好玩玩。这里美是美，可是几天下来就单调的要死，也不能出城，我可不想真的一起和三岁的孩子做游戏！终于在一个阳光明媚的上午，那个死熊醒过来了，围着我又蹦又跳

12[@more@]　　“两百年前人族最伟大的炼金宗师，他擅长制造魔法剑和有关召唤系的魔法道具，难道这是他的遗物？” 　　“可能，至少这本笔记是他的，而且里面都是和炼金有关的东西！” 　　“那就是了，这把剑也是他的作品，剑柄上有他的名字。” 　　“这把剑有什么奇特的地方吗？” 　　“当然，作为大师最后的作品，这把剑无论是纪念性还是实用性都无可挑剔，知道吗？它竟然能释放三种魔法，简直是一个奇迹。我们平常所说的魔法剑不过是在剑身上加持魔法元素，给剑增加魔法伤害力，没听说剑还能放魔法的，更别说是三个！”妈妈十分

11[@more@]　　“一定是另一种更强大的魔兽，它们之间经常有争斗的！” 　　“好吧，儿子，妈妈就信你一次，你可不要让妈妈失望啊？所有人集合！跟着我儿子走。”妈妈道：“儿子，你骑着熊带路，妈妈给它加上水面漂浮术，叫它尽管往沼泽里走！” 　　“是，妈妈，跟我来！” 　　我骑上盖次向原路跑去，水面漂浮术真不错，这个5级法术法术可以让被加持的生物在水面上行走自如，盖次第一次在水面上行走，显得异常兴奋，不时顽皮的跳来跳去，把我颠的够戗。母亲和精灵队长凯淋阿姨并排跟在后面。 　　“公主，我们这是去哪啊？沼泽深处可

10[@more@]　　我看看天快亮了，担心母亲着急，连忙骑到它背上，指着来时的路说：“最快速度往那跑！” 　　盖次*皮尔变回真身，飞速奔驰起来，它的脚上布满土元素，踩在沼泽的泥上一点都不下沉，跑的又快又稳，我以后总算有个带步的工具了！ 　　我在路上问它：“怎么来这和九头蛇打架的？” 　　“我是路过，谁知道它突然伏击我啊？要不是你，我的魔核就要被它吃了，可惜它的土系脑袋开头就被炸烂了，不然吃了它的魔核我的能力还会有进步！” 　　“它要吃了你的呢？”我问 　　“当然一样能力大增拉！不过土系增的厉害！谁叫我是土

9[@more@]　　“那人类为什么不从精灵手里贩卖魔法物品呢？人类世界魔法物品可都是紧俏货啊。”我问 　　“因为人类进不了精灵之森，精灵人一出去，就可能被人贩子抓住，所以很少有精灵饰品流落到人类世界，直到我做了公爵夫人并掌管龙家的商会以后才有所好转，我不仅买他们不用的首饰还卖给他们许多人类的好东西，我的族人都很感激我呢。” 　　“精灵喜欢人类什么东西呀？”我问 　　“玻璃，镜子，盐，丝绸和手工艺品，还有就是甜点心，我这回带了好几十车，能换不少好东西的。” 　　“东西在哪我怎么没看见？”我问 　　“在这个

7[@more@]　　“你疯拉！谁叫你答应的啊~~~~”母亲立刻拧住父亲的耳朵大吼道。 　　“轻点，亲爱的！听我解释，只是封印他的魔法力，就几年，等他过几年长大了就解开。没有其他任何不良影响，真的，大魔导师卡拉亲口向我保证过。”父亲急忙道。 　　“为什么？”母亲拧的更厉害了。 　　“亲爱的，你不认为一个三岁的孩子有了动辄制人死命的能力是件很危险的事情吗？”父亲道。 　　“那我的孩子会不会耽误魔法的学习？”母亲想了想说。 　　“不会，我问了，不影响孩子的魔法天赋。”父亲道。 　　“那好吧，大魔导师卡拉我还是信的

5[@more@]　　我 晕 倒~~~~~ 　　 正文 第二节生日礼物 　　转眼我来到这个世界三年了，上个月我成功的释放了三级的魔法腾蔓术，正式成为初级魔法师。（只要能放一个一级魔法就是魔法学徒，有能力释放三级魔法就是初级魔法师，有能力释放五级魔法就是中级魔法师，有能力释放七级魔法就是高级魔法师） 　　代价是被父亲狠揍了一顿，还要禁闭一个月，今天是我三岁的生日，也是禁闭结束的日子。我早早的起来，在院子里打了一套太级拳，梳洗一下，然后去父亲的院子，一家人吃早饭。家太大了，从我住的院子到爷爷住的院子足足让我三岁的

1[@more@]正文 前 言 　　话说一代宗师张三丰从小随身佩带一块太级形的玉石，他只知道此物在他记事的时候就带在身上，却不知道这玉石就是上古十大神器之一的‘太级魂石’。太级魂石可令修炼者事半功倍，且百邪不侵，原本是原始天尊随身所配之宝，不慎失落凡间。当张三丰太级神功大成之后，身上外泄的真气刺激太级魂石发出神光，被原始天尊所察觉。原始天尊欣喜之下用法术收回了太级魂石，不料同时也把带着太级魂石的张三丰招到了跟前，原始天尊不惊反喜，看到张三丰资质惊人便收做关门弟子。张三丰不负众望，苦修数百年，由武入道，自创‘

222[@more@]bouncing on his chest, was Kreacher, his bullfrog's voice audible even above this din: "Fight! Fight! Fight for my Master, defender of house-elves! Fight the Dark Lord, in the name of brave Regulus! Fight!" They were hacking and stabbing at the ankles and shim of Death Eaters their tiny faces alive with malice, and everywhere Harry looked Death Eaters were folding under sheer weight of numbers, overcome by spells, dragging arrows from wounds, stabbed in the leg by elves, or els

223[@more@]dazzling sun appeared over the sill of the nearest window. The light hit both of their faces at the same time, so that Voldemort’s was suddenly a flaming blur. Harry heard the high voice shriek as he too yelled his best hope to the heavens, pointing Draco’s wand: “Avada Kedavra!” “Expelliarmus!” The bang was like a cannon blast, and the golden flames that erupted between them, at the dead center of the circle they had been treading, marked the point where the spells co

221[@more@]Harry had been expecting it, knew his body would not be allowed to remain unsullied upon the forest floor; it must be subjected to humiliation to prove Voldemort's victory. He was lifted into the air, and it took all his determination to remain limp, yet the pain he expected did not come. He was thrown once, twice, three times into the air. His glasses flew off and he felt his wand slide a little beneath his robes, but he kept himself floppy and lifeless, and when he fell no gr

220[@more@]power.” “But you’d have been better, much better, than Fudge or Scimgeour!” burst out Harry. “Would I?” asked Dumbledore heavily. “I am not so sure. I had proven, as a very young man, that power was my weakness and my temptation. It is a curious thing, Harry, but perhaps those who are best suited to power are those who have never sought it. Those who, like you, have leadership thrust upon them, and take up the mantle because they must, and find to their own surprise th

218[@more@]“They won’t be able to see you?” asked Harry. “We are part of you,” said Sirius. “Invisible to anyone else.” Harry looked at his mother. “Stay close to me,” he said quietly. And he set of. The dementors’ chill did not overcome him; he passed through it with his companions, and they acted like Patronuses to him, and together they marched through the old trees that grew closely together, their branches tangled, their roots gnarled and twisted underfoot. Harry clutch

219[@more@]“There is no help possible.” “Then explain . . . more,” said Harry, and Dumbledore smiled. “You were the seventh Horcrux, Harry, the Horcrux he never meant to make. He had rendered his soul so unstable that it broke apart when he committed those acts of unspeakable evil, the murder of your parents, the attempted killing of a child. But what escaped from that room was even less than he knew. He left more than his body behind. He left part of himself latched to you, the wou

217[@more@]life, so that when at last he flung himself across Voldemort’s path, and did not raise a wand to defend himself, the end would be clean, and the job that ought to have been done in Godric’s Hollow would be finished. Neither would live, neither could survive. He felt his heart pounding fiercely in his chest. How strange that in his dread of death, it pumped all the harder, valiantly keeping him alive. But it would have to stop, and soon. Its beats were numbered. How many would