“What just happened?” Harry recalled the boy who had just punched him, suddenly slowing down his actions.
He allowed himself to calmly dodge the punch, then took the initiative.
If he hadn't slowed down, he wouldn't have been able to easily pin him down and beat him up like he did.
This slowing down was like being under a spell.
He frowned, searching his memory.
The deeply ingrained memory of a game from his dream appeared in his mind.
Heroes of Might and Magic 3: The Shadow of Death.
Yes, this old single-player game was the one he often played in his dreams.
It was also the one he remembered most vividly, so vividly that even now he could remember the magic and monsters in it clearly.
The boy's actions just now were like being hit by a Slow spell.
Slowing down.
And a faint warmth appeared between his eyebrows, could it be magic?
Harry looked at his hands, was what happened in the dream not fake?
But in the dream, it was just a game.
How did he learn the magic from the game?
Then pain came from his body.
Harry's expression didn't change, he was very familiar with this kind of pain, it wouldn't make him flinch.
Those boys, though stronger than him, were just children, they had limited strength, and wouldn't cause any serious injuries, they were all just flesh wounds.
He would go back and put some medicine on them, they would be fine after a few days of rest.
The key question now was whether he could actually use magic.
If he had really learned magic from the game, he wouldn't be bullied anymore.
Although he had hurt someone this time and temporarily scared them off, his body was still too weak, if they got a chance to sneak attack him.
He wouldn't be able to take it.
Harry didn't go home immediately, but went to a small park, he wanted to test his current abilities.
The sun had already set, Harry slowly returned to his aunt's house.
“Damn it, you stinky brat, why did you come back so late.” As expected, it was another sharp female voice.
“Something happened at school, I was a bit late.” Harry said calmly.
Aunt Petunia glanced at the dust and footprints on his clothes and retracted the words she was about to say.
“Go wash up quickly, dinner's ready.” Noticing her aunt's eyes on his clothes, Harry nodded.
He returned to his cupboard bedroom and changed his clothes.
But there were no scars on his body.
Even now, Harry didn't need to put any medicine on them.
He put the clothes covered in footprints aside.
Harry sat on the bed, his eyes staring at his hands.
His eyes were no longer calm, replaced by excitement.
It's true, it's true.
He really can use magic.
And it's the magic from the game.
In the park, Harry had tried it.
He had a faint warmth between his eyebrows, he would temporarily define it as magic.
When he released magic, he had this warm feeling between his eyebrows.
And the magic he could release now was the Slow spell, healing, and faster attacks.
One slow, one fast, one heal.
They were all level one magic from the Magic Tower in the game, of course, this was just a part of it.
Magic Sword, Magic Shield, Stone Skin, and other magic, he couldn't release them yet, he didn't know how to release them, but it didn't matter.
As long as he researched it, he would definitely learn it.
Then he immediately released the healing spell on his body.
In the game, the effect of healing was to remove negative magic effects, and to restore a small amount of HP.
And when he cast the healing spell on himself, he not only felt refreshed, but the pain in his body quickly subsided.
After casting it twice in a row, he felt his body completely recovered, better than ever before.
Perfect.
During dinner, Harry felt his appetite was much better than usual, and he ate more.
It was the same amount, before he could eat his fill, but now he could only eat seven-tenths full.
No one cared about Harry's food intake, nor did they notice that he ate a little more.
Dudley and Uncle Vernon's appetite made Aunt Petunia always cook more food than they needed.
No one could tell that Harry had eaten a little more.
After dinner, Harry cleaned up the dishes for Aunt Petunia and then returned to his cupboard bedroom.
Uncle Vernon didn't want to talk to him, so he naturally wouldn't be out of line, and Dudley liked to bully him, so he just avoided him.
“Thump thump thump...”
Dust from the cupboard fell down.
Harry sat down by the door.
Dudley was obviously stomping hard on the stairs, according to him, he was digesting his food.
Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon were very supportive of his actions.
It's still a matter of living expenses.
Harry sat on the floor, thinking silently.
With the experience he had in his dreams, he had let go of his hatred for the Dursleys, in his dreams he had seen that some close relatives were unwilling to take in children who had accidentally lost their parents.
They could only go to the orphanage to live.
Compared to this situation.
The Dursleys, who were willing to take him in and give him a roof over his head, and who had never shortchanged him on a single meal over the years, had clearly gone above and beyond.
Harry also knew it was unrealistic to expect them to treat him like Dudley.
At least the experience in his dreams had told him that was impossible.
But after the experience in his dreams, Harry no longer wanted to live his old life.
To change this situation, the first thing he had to solve was his living expenses.
Where can I make money?
Thinking about this, Harry went to take a bath, and he washed the dusty clothes.
When he returned to his cupboard bedroom, Dudley had disappeared, he was tired and had finished digesting his food, it was time to eat snacks.
He shook the blanket, shaking off the dust, then chased away a spider on the bed, Harry lay down on the bed.
Then he continuously released the Slow spell and the Faster Attack spell on himself.
In the game, there were a few ways to increase your magic, one was to level up, randomly adding one attribute point, if you added it to Intelligence, you would get 10 points of magic.
If you added it to Strength, it would increase the intensity of the magic.
If you added it to Defense and Attack, it would increase the defense and attack of your units.
The second was the game had buildings that trained these attributes, you could go in and learn them for free or for money, to increase your attribute points.
The third was treasures, different treasures added different attribute points.
But in the present, Harry didn't know how to increase his attribute points, according to the dream, the novel that still had some lingering memories, it was said that using up your body's energy and then restoring it would increase the upper limit.
Harry didn't know if it would work, he would try it out anyway.
After all, there was nothing to lose.