A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 736 Extra Story Weasley

The elevator opened in the central area of ​​the floating island, and the people inside filed out. Ron laughed loudly: "Floating island, I'm back again." Behind him was a short-haired witch, holding a red-haired witch with one hand. little girl.

"Don't make trouble," Collins slapped Ron, and she looked around and asked, "Shall we meet up with the family first?"

"It's okay," Ron whispered, rubbing his shoulders, and picked up the little red-haired girl. "Percy won't be here until afternoon. Let's take a stroll around the neighborhood first, and then go to the hotel. There is a party."

The three of them stood on the bustling street, looking at the passing pedestrians.

"It's a pity that little Hugo can't come, but one is enough." Ron said happily: "Take a few more photos and tell him when we go back."

"Didn't you say it might be dangerous?" Collins said angrily, "That's why I left it to my mother."

"That's what I said, but it's not us who are in danger." Ron puffed up his chest. "You can go wherever you want, don't forget my nickname."

Collins suddenly wanted to roll his eyes.

"Then can I play in Knockturn Alley?" the little red-haired girl asked, sucking her fingers.

"Rose, we're thousands of kilometers away from Knockturn Alley, but...of course," Ron said without hesitation, "The next time the ministry searches for contraband, we'll take the opportunity to sneak into the Auror team—wait." Wait, your mother is in charge of this." Rose looked at Collins expectantly, trying to find some possibility of favoritism from her mother's face, then silently looked away and stopped talking.

"Could you two stop talking about breaking the law like I'm a bad mother," Collins grumbled.

"Okay, Rose, let's talk about something else, who gave you the mother of an Auror chief of staff." Ron said: "Your uncle raided the Malfoy house a while ago-that's ours Old enemy, Merlin, Harry must have wanted to overthrow Malfoy as an important chapter in his career, but unfortunately he only took away a few young people in the end, but old Malfoy must have been scared enough...he still has a mannequin Such a son, we didn't get along well in school, your father's grades beat him every time—"

Collins squinted at Rose, who listened carefully and looked adoring, and Ron, who described it vividly.

"Are you sure? It's convenient to ask..."

"Hey, it's some subjects," Ron said, revising his words quickly. "It can't be true anymore. Harry can testify for me!"

The three of them wandered aimlessly on the winding streets, which extend in all directions, and sometimes they suddenly found a wall in front of them, and they had to use magic to open a narrow stone path; on the island, you can always see Identify which plots belong to wizarding buildings and which belong to government agencies and research institutes.Like now—from the eyes of normal people, it is obviously not planned properly, but Ron and the others think these obstacles are quite interesting, and they match well with the surrounding houses with different styles and a variety of shops.

"Squary, spotless, everything symmetrical, measured like old Crouch's beard with a ruler, it's actually quite scary."

This is the central area of ​​the floating island. It is said that the bonfire party was held nearby. Some commemorative landmarks have been preserved, such as a group of statues standing in the center of the pool. Each statue holds a burning, Torches that never go out; trash cans in the shape of magical animals can be seen everywhere, as long as you knock on the head, it will open its mouth to eat garbage into its stomach, and individual monsters will burp in strange ways;

In addition to shops and street scenes, there are also some itinerant vendors pushing small carts. Ron spotted a set of simple scuba in front of a booth, "Your grandpa absolutely likes it, but he may have already bought it. After retirement, his personal garage will expand." Quadruple!" In addition to diving gadgets, they even found wares from Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes.

"Is it selling well?" Ron asked the peddler.

"Excellent, especially these two items. There is a discount if you buy them together, sir, madam." The vendor enthusiastically sold them two products, one was underwater fireworks, and the other was some kind of smoke cloak. The logo seemed to be A collaboration between Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and Diggory.Ron paid the money and asked Collins as he walked, "I heard Fred and George talk about researching a kind of fireworks used underwater a long time ago, but when did Cedric enter the prank market?"

As the same warriors of the Tournament, Collins has always maintained a good friendship with Cedric and Roger Davis, and he knows more about the recent situation of the two.

"They didn't, he and Qiu Zhang." Collins said, "They have focused on public welfare in recent years. The deformed smoke invented by Cedric is widely used in the medical field, and magic dolls with various functions are also useful. Extraordinary, but he has joined the 'Floating Island Commercial Security Protocol' to ensure that the research results will not be used for military or illegal purposes, and the two thousand investigators of the International Pan-Magical Union around the world guarantee this."

"There are goblins in it!" cried their daughter Rose.

"There are a hundred goblins, you know, they value their property very much." Collins explained to his daughter: "It is said that many Muggle doctors are proud to have a set of goblin-enchanted scalpels, but I heard that it is relatively rare..."

"Why?" Rose asked.

"Well, it's a matter of ownership disputes. The alliance allows goblins to keep their own racial traditions, but when trading with other races, they must sign a notification document on this issue, otherwise the transaction will not be protected; and goblins are famous for their stubbornness. "

"Don't be fooled, those goblins are smart," Ron interjected, "I have investigated a batch of contraband, including a few pieces of silver jewelry made by goblins, but the goblins refused to admit it because the works were No signature!"

Collins was a little surprised, "This completely violates the concept of goblins. Are you sure it's made by goblins?"

"Of course," Ron said affirmatively, "you can tell by the look in their eyes. Think about it, when the habit of making money collides with traditional ideas... the result is that a group of goblins choose not to sign their names and sell them on the black market; Sly guy! But sometimes leprechauns also carve mean words on purpose, I remember a doctor mentioned in the newspaper a while ago, the scalpel in his hand was engraved with 'stinger'...maybe it is the leprechaun style of naming It's changed, all I know is long beard and long, slovenly slob," he added.

Collins and Rose laughed loudly. At this moment, Ron was suddenly attracted by something. Collins followed Ron's gaze and saw a tall, broad-chested man at a hat selling booth not far away.

Ron withdrew his gaze and muttered, "Maybe I misread it, I don't even have the impression..."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Harry's cousin! Sent a present at Harry and Ginny's wedding."

Collins immediately showed a sober expression, and she looked at the hat booth again, and the person had already poured into the flow of people.They walked in the opposite direction and saw a huge poster at the entrance of a theater. "François Crutoy's special concert," Ron read the words on the poster, "Do you want to try it?" Rose nodded repeatedly.

Collins pointed to the date of the concert on the poster, which was yesterday.

"Oh, bad," said Ron and Rose.Ron made amends and said: "In fact, it's okay to miss it, we can save our energy to watch the mascot performance, but unfortunately there is no Meiwa this year. I saw it a long time ago, and that feeling—"

"Ron!"

"Well, nothing to see," said Ron solemnly to Rose, who was blinking curiously, "You're a girl, and if your brother comes over—" "My brother's only three." "—Oh, yes Ah, you reminded me... want some ice cream?" He changed the subject hastily, and Collins' eyes were about to burst into flames.

A family of three stood angrily in front of a mobile ice cream truck.

"Is business good?"

"good."

While Collins and Rose were picking ice cream, Ron chatted with the owner, and within 2 minutes, they chatted about the price of the ice cream truck. "I've always wanted to have one." Ron said enviously, and the shopkeeper replied, "Five hundred Galleons. But you can rent it. It only costs two Galleons a day, and you can register on the island."

Ron's eyes lit up, and Collins had already picked out, "One strawberry peanut butter ice cream, one floating island chocolate nut ice cream. How about you, Ron?"

"I want chocolate," said Ron, and Collins pouted and stared at him, and he said hastily, "We can change."

The shopkeeper started to get busy, he took out his wand - Ron looked at the row of gems on the wand, and couldn't help making a strange cry - "I'm a low-magic wizard." The shopkeeper said unhappily, and then the gems on the wand One by one lit up, he waved his wand, and soon, three servings of ice cream were made, the strawberry one was like a flowing volcano, the chocolate one seemed to have smashed a whole ice cream, and sprinkled some colorful candies on top Grainy, but crucial: a little chocolate snake glaring at them, spitting snake letters.

"I kind of get it, Chocolate Snake, but it didn't bite its tail - what's that?" Ron asked, pointing to the colorful crumbs.

"The house on the floating island." The shopkeeper said, "The reason why the little snake doesn't bite its tail is because it has other functions. It will fight with you—" He stopped abruptly.

"What did you say?" Ron asked while handing Rose a piece of chocolate ice cream, and bit off the little snake's head.

The owner was speechless.

Perhaps aware of the inner torment of the shopkeeper, Collins took the initiative to ask: "Is the wand in your hand specially made? I mean the magic on it. Your spellcasting is very smooth and done in one go..."

"Ah, that's right," the shopkeeper said with a sigh of relief: "Future World Company provides customized services, but now they have divided this business to several other companies. There are wizards who specialize in this. They are called... Magic Path Design, using limited magic to achieve a series of complex effects. Not only ice cream, but all walks of life. It's amazing."

At this time, there was a sudden noise in the street, and a large group of people surrounded them.

"Someone is fighting!"

The owner of the ice cream shop calmly pressed the red button on the car in front of the Ron family, and then said proudly: "This is a positioning and alarm device. In just 20 seconds, there will be someone on duty—what are you doing?" ?”

Ron and Collins raised their wands at the same time, ready for battle.But after a few seconds, it seemed that it was just an ordinary drunken fight.

"Leave it to me." Ron put down his wand and said confidently. He didn't know when a black chess piece appeared in his hand, aimed at the direction and threw it towards the crowd. The 'Knight' chess piece came alive in mid-air and became bigger and bigger—"Bang!" The knight and his horse landed heavily, creating a deep hole; Protected by the knight's iron armor, fully twelve or thirteen feet high, everyone was startled by the sudden appearance of this big guy.

"Irrelevant personnel—retreat!" The knight shouted majestically on his horse.

The surface of his armor shone with a metallic luster, and then the mask of the knight's helmet bounced off, revealing a face that looked like Ron inside.There was a gap in the crowd, and the two drunken men stared dumbfounded at the black knight driving towards them, trembling in place - the broadsword in the knight's hand was like a huge door panel, and it seemed that it could kill the two of them at once. Slapping, he was walking slowly, but no one doubted how violent the knight would be when he charged.

Both parties in the trouble were fully awake and let go of their hands at the same time.

"Look." Ron said triumphantly, and as he walked over to speak, two wizards fell from the sky.

"What happened?" One of them asked seriously, none of the tourists present spoke, but silently looked behind him, the wizard turned his head a little stiffly, "Hiss!" He took two steps back, hurriedly took out a Something like a walkie-talkie, ready to call for backup.

"No!" shouted Ron and the other wizard at the same time.

A few minutes later, the knight suddenly disappeared and turned into a pawn again. Ron and Tonks came together, but Ron's expression was a little dejected.

"See if you still show off in the future." Collins taught.

"He helped too," Tonks said objectively, and Ron smiled, and then heard Tonks continue, "At least he didn't throw a complete set of wizard chess, from this point of view..."

(End of this chapter)