fall at hogwarts

Chapter 253 Maintenance Robots

Even though it had been several years, the participants at the time still remembered the Minister for Magic, Minister Cornelius Oswald Fudge, and his graceful dancing.

For a short period of time later, those who saw Minister Fudge dancing were more or less treated differently by Fudge.

Erich saw Fudge twist his waist, "Oh, the minister really jumped! Yoho, it's not bad."

The more Erich talked, the more ashamed Fudge felt. This was definitely the pinnacle of shame in his life, bar none!

"Eh, principal, don't you want to stop it?"

Ed poked his headmaster's arm, and asked in a low voice while watching Fudge dance.

"Compared to Fudge, let's talk about your affairs, say! It has become like this!?"

Dumbledore is not stupid, if he stops Fudge now, he will definitely be hated by this seemingly generous person.

"Haha, it's really nothing. It's just that I was kidnapped, and then I drank a few mouthfuls of compound soup, and then came to watch the excitement."

Ed was naturally sloppy and dismissed the matter. Anyway, he is safe now, and what happened in the past is naturally not important.

Now that his identity has been exposed, it is estimated that his father and grandma will find out soon.

Going back should be locked in a small black room and write a review.

"He kidnapped you, right? So, Professor Snape was almost kidnapped too?"

Dumbledore didn't think that Ed and many of the kidnappers, who hadn't escaped the students, could solve the problem by relying on Snape alone.

"No, the Dean didn't. Harry and I met Dean Snape halfway."

This one wasn't tied up in the cellar, so Professor Snape shouldn't be considered tied up, right?At most, it can only be counted as being knocked out?
"Oh." Hearing that Harry had become Snape's savior, Dumbledore felt relieved, at least Harry was safe now.

Or, Harry was smarter and didn't leave the other students. Even if Snape was blinded by hatred, he wouldn't do anything crazy.

"Principal, what did Erich do? Why did the explosion happen? I don't remember any magic that would cause such an explosion?"

"The explosives that Erich bought from Muggles are very powerful, and magic is cast on them. People from the Ministry of Magic who sneaked into it have no way to remove them."

Dumbledore has gone to ask the best Muggle bomb squad, hoping they can help the guys from the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters.

Sure enough, it's explosives, but I don't know if it's pulse bombs, plasma explosives, or more advanced antimatter... Fuck, it's the [-]th century, and humans haven't gotten rid of the category of chemical explosives.

"Maybe I can help you." Ed replied in a low voice.

"You?" Dumbledore raised his eyes, and then looked at Ed carefully.

He remembered that Ed seemed to be very familiar with Muggle things, because Ed, in Nico's stubborn old house, had a lot of Muggle instruments.

One wants to blow up when he sees a Muggle thing, and the other likes it so much.

Is this the opposite of everything?

Nico, that stubborn old man, had raised a child who was the exact opposite of him.

"That's right, it's me, Principal, isn't there any magic here?" Seeing that Dumbledore meant this, Ed whispered while covering his pocket like a cheapskate.

"you are right?"

"It's the kind of magic that can disable Muggle instruments." Ed couldn't remember how many treasures he brought down from the spaceship, which were disabled by Hogwarts magic.

Dumbledore raised his wand high, and then answered Ed: "No, there is none here. The explosives in the stadium can be detonated, and there should be no anti-Muggle magic in it."

Ed was very curious about how Dumbledore detected it, such magic was simply too useful.

After all, having to pull out a flashlight every time you want to use your own equipment to check if your surroundings are "safe" is too much trouble.

"Principal, can you teach me this magic? I want to learn?"

"Magic? What magic? Is it the magic that I just made my eyesight better?"

What is Dumbledore talking about?Didn't you use a detection magic just now?
Dumbledore: "Your father and your grandma are more familiar with this than I am. Haven't you learned it? Logically speaking, you shouldn't be so smart."

Dumbledore, who finished speaking, threw the flashlight in his other hand to the ground.

Judging by the appearance, this flashlight should not work.

Ed: "Then how do you raise your wand?"

Dumbledore: "My arm is numb and I want to lift it."

Ed was thinking too much. It seemed that he was not the only one monitoring with the flashlight.

"I was interrupted by you, I almost forgot, you just said that you have a way to dismantle the bomb?"

"Did I say it?" Ed looked at Dumbledore strangely, he didn't seem to have said it?Just mean it.

"You did." Dumbledore said with certainty.

Ed: "Really? I checked it out, and I don't remember the narration."

Dumbledore: "Stop talking so much, tell me what you are going to do?"

Ed himself really had a way, and took out a palm-sized cube from his pocket.

Optimus Prime: "Tinder!!!"

Optimus Prime naturally went to the wrong place, this is actually the maintenance robot on Ed's own spaceship.It was found in the warehouse of the spaceship when Ed was repairing the gene sequencer last time.

There were three of them, but the other two were broken, and now only one remains.

Because the spaceship was too damaged, the damn internal program of the robot refused to repair it, and kept reminding Ed to call their company interstellar and ask them to return to the factory for repairs.

This almost pissed Ed off, and there is no interstellar network here, how can he make a phone call?These capitalists, in order to make money, have their hearts darkened!
I wanted to smash it, but I couldn't bear it, so I had to use it to repair those damaged scientific instruments to make a living.

I brought this robot with me because I was afraid that the equipment would be damaged in the Forbidden Forest.

Unexpectedly, it was not used in the Forbidden Forest, but it was used here.

Bomb Disposal Expert, officially launched!
"You little thing is really so powerful? Why haven't I heard it from Muggles?" Dumbledore wondered how such a little thing could defuse bombs.

"Don't worry, give me the location of the bomb, and leave the rest to me." Ed patted his chest and promised.

"No, I can't let you go. If something happens to you, I can't explain to Nico and Perenelle." Dumbledore returned the maintenance robot to Ed.

"Then other people can explain it? They don't have my familiarity with this thing, and it's useless to hold it. Leave the matter to me."

(End of this chapter)