Chapter 9: Ebony and White Ivory: Hunting in the Jungle (Part 1)

Author: Aurora Scatters

Chapter 9: Ebony and White Ivory: Hunting in the Jungle (Part 1)

Dudley's grandfather lives in the countryside, where there are beautiful hills and small lakes like crystals at the foot of the mountain. Dursley's old house is located not far from the lakeside. What the old man likes most is to carry a fishing rod to go fishing by the lake on sunny days.

This is a good place for retirement, quiet and comfortable, with few people disturbing you.

But to be honest, the old man didn't like his son and grandson to come to see him. Today was another lively day. Because Harry's birthday was coming, Uncle Vernon took the weekend to drive the family to the countryside and set off happily with a hunting rifle.

Since the children were eight years old, he brought Harry here, and Harry had only less than an hour to fully learn the skills taught by his grandfather. After he beat two fat rabbits with his own hands, he would bring the children here when he was free, not just to greed for the bite of wild game. In fact, that's right.

Harry made barbecue, braised meat, and stewed soups so fragrant. This child seemed to be born as a cooking ingredient. Whenever those prey were processed into fragrant food, he could always forget the fact that he was still living in the food desert England.

"I'll go to the woods to take a look. I hope I can get a deer back today and I'll ban hunting for a while. I have to wait next year. The rabbits are not as delicious as the deer."

"Duilly, are you going?"

Harry shouted loudly in the direction of the back door.

"I'm digging the soil for my grandma. My grandma said I'll look better if I'm thinner, and I have to sweat!"

Dudley, who was carrying tools to help grandma cultivate the back garden, wiped his face and instantly became a cat, but he didn't care about it.

"If you encounter a pheasant, remember to get two of them back. I still want to try the mud cock I made last time."

"There are some pheasants. Remember to go to the lake later to help grandpa get the fish back."

"Uncle Vernon, let's go. We have to come back before four o'clock. It takes a lot of effort to deal with those things. I'm not skilled in magic. Unfortunately, I can only use it this year. After entering school, I can't use magic outside."

"The same goes for no magic." Uncle Vernon smiled happily, "Let's go, Harry, let's go and go back quickly, I hope you have good luck today."

The two of them got on grandpa's pickup truck, and Uncle Vernon's car was not suitable for driving on dirt roads in the countryside, not to mention that they had to go into the mountains.

After driving along the relatively flat road for more than half an hour, they quickly threw the town behind them and plunged into the hilly and mountainous groups.

This is a legal hunting ground, with a limited time period for deer hunting, but there is no need to catch pheasants that are flooded, as are rabbits and squirrels, and wild boars, but this guy has a hard meat and a big smell, and to be honest, it is not delicious.

After parked the car, Harry got out of the car. Uncle Vernon's 300-pound body was not suitable for entering the mountain. He had to be out of breath before he could go far. Harry went alone or with Dudley. He waved to Uncle Vernon, and ran into the woods with a trot.

Since this world has always used clean electricity and does not cause much damage to forests, in England, brown bears have not become extinct, and many wild animals are even showing signs of flooding. Hunting must be opened regularly to allow hunters to control the ethnic groups with flooding signs, so that ecological stability can be maintained. Many beasts have been killed by people because of danger, so naturally they have to spend more effort.

Harry actually had another consideration for entering the mountain this time. He needed a test site without disturbing neighbors and strangers to try his own spell and wand.

His two magic wands: the ebony M1911 in the left hand and the white ivory Glock G18 in the right hand has completely different attributes.

Ebony is a powerful single-shot wand. It has a casting interval similar to a cooling CD. In about one second, the magic power consumed when casting a spell seems to be more dull and the sound when firing is even more dull.

White ivory is different. It is very light, the trigger is very sensitive and light, and the spell can be continuously cast, one after another, and the magic power consumed is less than ebony, and the gunshot sound is crisp. The most important thing is that there is a fast and slow handle on the white ivory gun that changes the launch mode. It is a single shot upwards, a continuous shot downwards, and a fully automatic continuous shot.

As long as Harry uses a spell and pulls the trigger, the same magic will pour out at a speed of three shots per second. This is by no means the limit of white ivory. Although Harry, who only learns by himself, has used magic, it is obvious that his casting has a lot of room for improvement. If he has a formal and good education, Harry believes that he can quickly use white ivory to fire eight to ten spells per second. Although it is only about half of the rate of fire that is truly fully automatic Glock, Harry is already very content. He feels that his magic will not be available at any time.

The step of using a spell is to gather magic power to condense bullets, then cast a spell to create a warhead called magic, pull the trigger, and the spell is fired.

The convergence of magic power and output speed have become the key to restricting the rate of fire of white ivory, but this is a problem for Harry, and it is not a problem for other wizards, because they cannot do this in Harry.

According to the description in the book "Etiquette, Basic, and Advanced of Duel" written by Professor Filius Flivi, the wizard does not seem to have the ability to fully automatic continuous release. In this book, Professor Flivi posted many wands, which are suitable for different types of duel occasions with different types and different needs.

The weapons inside are all single shot guns without exception. Even those with continuous shot capabilities, such as AK47, M4A1, L85A1, HK416, etc., are all single shot versions.

Fully automatic does not seem to exist in the wizard world. The wizards who are good at duels have developed a Kato Eagle Hand. The faster the trigger is, the faster the spell will naturally be shot.

Harry knew that he was an exception.

The limit on the total amount of magic that the wizard did not exist was also a problem that Harry had to face because of the fully automatic continuous launch of white ivory.

At about a high-fire rate, Harry had to breathe and rest for every 100 bullets empty, so that the magic power would gather again. However, the steady single ebony could supplement the combat power of part of the vacuum zone.

Harry has already been familiar with the content of "Standard Mantra: Elementary" in a very short time. He even read the textbooks for senior grades when he has time. The magic that he needs to learn in the first grade is small spells for life, which is not difficult or even very simple. For the extra second and third grade spell textbooks for the second and third grades, Harry can only learn some simple things, and some skills are explained in a relatively vague way, and these contents require the professors' words and deeds.

Harry's best skills are to remove your weapons. This spell seems to be developed for him innately. Harry needs to try several times before he can slowly master other spells. The disarming spell

Harry raised his white ivory and saw a porcupine in front of him blocking his way.

"Destroy your weapons!"

Harry pulled the trigger, and the crisp gunshot sounded at this moment. Before learning the silent curse, any magic would make a sound of magic explosion, just like the sound of gunpowder igniting.

The continuous recoil made Harry's right arm tense, and his iron-cast arm resisted the shock of this vibration. A series of red lights burst out, and the frightened porcupine ran away, but the curse had hit one after another.

There is another problem with the fully automatic continuous firing of Glock 18, that is, the accuracy is not too high, and it is a little worse than a submachine gun, not to mention that compared with a rifle, but within a range of 50 meters, the red bullet splashing water cannot be far behind.

The porcupine, hit by the disarm curse, was suffering the most miserable moment of the pig's life. The hard needle he used as a weapon was confiscated by the disarm curse and instantly became bare. The porcupine, who had no hair, called hysterically and rushed into the forest.

"Huh~"

Harry turned his gun and blew the smoke that did not exist.

“Cool!”

After a proactive experiment on the magic, he put away his gun and took off the actual hunting gun from behind, checked the rechargeable battery, adjusted the sight, and walked towards the deeper forest.
Chapter completed!