Harry Potter's Catastrophe

"This is also very dangerous. The newly prepared potion should be tested on a pet first." A professor next to Professor McGonagall said. It would be too bad to prepare the potion yourself and test it yourself. It would be fine if the effect is normal.

"I know, so I'm going back to the bathroom first!" Carney pretended to be holding his stomach and left quickly, running out of the restaurant before Carney released his hand covering his stomach.

"I'm still thinking about going back to eat more, or go see if anything happened to Bumblebee." Carney went upstairs.

"Sorry, my room doesn't need to be cleaned, thank you." Carney saw from a distance that the old aunt who was cleaning the room was actually preparing to open his door.

"Oh." The old aunt seemed to tremble a little, then replied with a smile. "Do you really don't need to clean?"

"You don't need it today, but you may need it tomorrow, thank you." Carney smiled back and then closed the door.

Even if he wanted her to come in and clean, he still had to put the tent away, but he was leaving soon, so he had to wait until he left to do the cleaning.

"Bumblebee, do you want to come out and get some air?" Carney hung up the two corners of the tent. "Be careful when you come out. Don't hit anything. The thing I'm talking about is the wall. Come out slowly."

Bumblebee slowly drove out of the tent, and Carney pushed the bed to the middle of the room.

"It's boring, it's boring, it's boring." Bumblebee saw that the room was quite big and drove out directly. His skills in driving and parking by himself were really good.

Bumblebee stopped perfectly in the room, and then Kukuku turned into an Autobot with a burst of sound.

"Hey, move more gently, or you'll hit the light above your head." Carney moved his hands randomly, but it actually had no effect on the bumblebee's deformation, and it still hit the light.

Carney stretched out his left hand to float the hanging lamp to prevent it from falling to the ground.

Bumblebee didn't notice, concentrating on other things.

"Strange, am I broken? Why can't I connect to the Internet even after I come out?" Two antennas rose up from Bumblebee's ears, and he pulled them left and right with each hand.

"This is not a signal receiving area, and even a nuclear bomb cannot be located." Carney pulled up the curtains and explained to the phone bill.

Bumblebee squatted in the room, leaving a lot of space for Carney, who repaired the lamp and put it back.

"Cool!" Bumblebee's attention was attracted by Carney's hand. The chandelier that was broken in several places was repaired, but Bumblebee couldn't understand it.

"What was that just now?" He levitated the object and opened the curtains in the air. He was not very interested, but he was surprised by the skill of repairing the items.

"Repair." Carney thought for a while. It would be a bit troublesome to explain magic. The Muggle world may not have the knowledge of magic, wizards, and witchcraft.

So Carney simply said two words: repair.

"I can repair most things, that is, make the broken ones return to their original, good condition." Carney said in an easy-to-understand manner.

"Ratchet!" Bumblebee immediately thought of his companion Ratchet, who could also repair damage.

"Well, almost, but I'm not sure." Carney knocked on Bumblebee's yellow outer armor and continued, "I've been wondering, Bumblebee, can you be repaired, I mean, you deformed metal. "

Bumblebee tilted his head and looked at Carney, seemingly not understanding what Carney meant, but also seeming to understand.

"So, what do you want me to do?" Bumblebee said.

"Can you take off some of the less important parts of your body? Let me try to see if I can repair it." Carney took out his wand.

"No problem." Bumblebee did what he said, and immediately took off one of his legs, and even took off the legs in pieces.

"It's so refreshing." Carney's eyes became sharp as he looked at the broken parts on the ground, "Then I won't be polite."

"Restored as before!" Carney's magic shot on the pile of parts, and then, it didn't work.

"Repaired as before." Carney increased the magic output and cast the spell again. The magic acted on the parts of the bumblebee's legs, and then it floated up and fell down again.

"*\u0026￥%#@￥ # " Bumblebee made an unintelligible Cybertronian voice.

"Wait, I thought about where the problem is." Carney took the part and finally thought about the problem. The part was good and new, so there was no need to repair it at all.

"Wait a minute, I'll try another one." Carney thought for a while and finally remembered a spell.

"Return the object to its original place!" This is a method that can return an object to the position before its latest change. It is a branch of the repair spell.

For example, a vase that fell from the table and fell to the ground was broken. When it returned to the table, it was a broken vase one second, and then it was broken on the table the next second.

So when repairing some large buildings, this is used together with the repair spell, such as bridges. You repair the bent steel wires and bridges, but they are not in their original positions, so you need to use the return spell to make the objects return to their original positions. original position and then repaired.

The damage to public property caused by wizards' fights is close to zero, which is so terrible, so the fights are very liberal, but magic items and magic props are beyond the scope.

The parts immediately started to stir after Carney cast the spell, and began to assemble themselves, and then reinstalled themselves on Bumblebee's legs.

"I like that thing." Bumblebee pointed at the wand in Carney's hand and made a thumb gesture.

"Oh, this is just an auxiliary tool, but it's quite important." Carney patted Bumblebee's leg with satisfaction and said, "That's good."

"Everything is normal." Bumblebee moved, and his mechanical legs were normal.

"Okay, let's do the next experiment. If you are injured, can it repair your wound?" Carney said, he had to try to see if it worked.

"So, what do I do? Give myself a shot?" Bumblebee's hand transformed into a muzzle.

"Don't be so violent. Do you have a sword? Cut it on the skin and see if I can repair it. If not, you won't be missing arms or legs." Carney suggested.

"Understood." Bumblebee's muzzle hand stretched out a sword, and it was the same leg. He slashed at the yellow shell, creating a large crack.

"Repaired as before!" Carney's magic effect on Bumblebee's leg only partially repaired the cut and knife mark, "Repaired as before!"

"Perfect!" Carney slapped Bumblebee on the foot.

"The earth actually has such a magical spell?" Bumblebee's eyes turned watery blue.

"You can't use it." Carney looked at Bumblebee.

"Really, if you don't believe me, try it yourself." Carney handed the wand to Bumblebee, "Take it gently, don't crush it to pieces."