The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

After taking the uncle's advice, Rolf planned to go to Dave's cabin to take a look. After all, Dave was not a simple psychopath.

If he remembered correctly, this boss was a genius inventor, and he seemed to have a time machine named Penny?

It's hard to imagine how he developed a time machine in such a world where zombies are rampant and there is nothing.

Rolf followed the guidance of the unnamed middle-aged uncle and took the lead in walking towards Dave's house. From the outside, it was absolutely difficult to imagine that this was the residence of a genius scientist.

He didn't look at the appearance of the house anymore. Maybe Dave was a relatively low-key psychopath?He stepped forward and wanted to open Dave's door, but...

Originally, it looked like a simple and unremarkable wooden door. Under the tremendous strength gained after he strengthened his physical fitness countless times, it actually remained motionless, showing arrogantly to the three of them. It's extraordinary.

"He is indeed a genius inventor. He can even stump us with a door." Rolf couldn't help but muttered.

"How do you know he is a genius scientist?" Professor Dumbledore came forward after seeing that Rolf had no idea about the door. He seemed to be very interested in the material of the door.

Rolf couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He couldn't say it, because I had played this game, right?He had no choice but to attribute these to the plants developed by Dave.

He saw that Dumbledore was not too entangled with the question just now, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Originally, he just wanted to complain in his heart, but who knew how to say it out loud?

He ignored Dumbledore, who was studying the door, and wanted to go around and see if he could jump into the neighbor's yard, but Grindelwald stopped him when he was about to knock on the neighbor's door.

I saw Dumbledore pointing his magic bracelet and performing Alajo Open...

Rolf felt that his intelligence had been insulted. It wasn't that he couldn't cast a simple spell like this, but... he didn't need such a spell at all, so he never used it.

Although Rolf also went out for night walks a few times, the places he went to were either in the kitchen, the restricted book section of the library, or the Forbidden Forest, so his thoughts did not change at all.

Grindelwald pressed Rolf in a somewhat vague manner, opened the door and walked into Dave's hut, saying:

"What are you making all the fuss about? Don't tell me you don't know this magic? Then Professor Dumbledore might consider changing you to a Charms professor."

The whole house looked extremely simple, without the high technology Rolf imagined. It seemed to be no different from the homes of ordinary townspeople.

On the contrary, it fit Dave's personality very well. The whole room was in such a mess that he didn't know where to start for a while.

But Rolf knew that the truth must not be what they saw, otherwise where would Dave be doing the experiment?The environment here is obviously not suitable for cultivating plants!

Rolf stood in the hall and used his mental power to explore the whole room:

An ordinary living room, an ordinary bathroom, an ordinary... Wait, his intuition told him that Dave's study would definitely not be ordinary!

He quickly went upstairs, stood in front of the bookshelf and carefully flipped through Dave's collection of books. He wanted to collect some of Dave's achievements. After all, giving it to Professor Sprout was not a bad idea?

"By the way, can you understand these books of his?" Grindelwald and Professor Dumbledore also came up. He looked at Dumbledore who was looking at the information in his hand attentively, and turned to ask Luo golf.

Are you looking for balance?Although Rolf wanted to be tougher, it turned out that he really couldn't understand.

"I can!" Grindelwald smiled maliciously, and Rolf was so angry that he wanted to punch him. Was this big boss going crazy in Nurmengard?

"This knowledge is used to cultivate magical plants. Maybe Professor Sprout will be more interested in them." Professor Dumbledore is obviously very interested in this knowledge, but he usually has no time to study these things.

Rolf originally wanted to cast a copying spell to make a copy of the entire bookshelf, but Professor Dumbledore took out a small booklet. With the injection of his magic, it could clatter even without wind. Automatic page turning.

Is this the way knowledge should be recorded in the magical world?After being at Hogwarts for so long, it felt weird to take out parchment and quill every time he did homework.

Dumbledore noticed Rolf's appraising gaze and said nonchalantly: "A gadget that was refined when you were young. It seems that you are very interested in it?"

"Didi, beep, alarm, alarm, a large wave of zombies is coming, please be prepared!" Suddenly bursts of red light flashed in the house, and an equally mechanical electronic sound came from the basement.

Just when Rolf was thinking about borrowing the booklet to study it and adding the same function to the magic mirror, a sudden change occurred.

Great, the answer is obvious. Dave's laboratory should be built in the basement.

But there was not much time left for Rolf. They had no time to explore the basement now. Instead, they hurriedly followed the two bosses to Dave's backyard to prepare for the coming wave of zombies.

Just when Rolf was about to move sunflowers and pea shooters out of the space to experience the real-life version of "Plants vs. Zombies," a space door appeared in front of the three of them.

One after another, swaying zombies follow a zombie holding a small flag out, ready to invade Dave's backyard.

Looking at them looking like they might fall down at any time, and then looking at the two big guys next to them who are eager to try, their game may end before they even start, leaving them with no gaming experience.

Rolf stopped carrying his hands and decided to wait calmly for victory. Not only was he not nervous at all, he also had time to complain in his heart:

Coming towards us was the zombie team, they were in high spirits, they... well, he couldn't remember the words at all!

Seeing that more and more zombies were gathering, and when there was almost no room for standing on the street outside the small courtyard, the space door suddenly disappeared, but the number of zombies left behind was still very large, a huge group.

They seemed to be very organized, divided into three batches, really like a sports stadium, walking in one after another.

Rolf still wanted to try the thrill of fighting zombies in a real version, so while the two bosses were still looking at those strange guys, he took the lead in casting a clear water like a spring, directly penetrating the top Zombies were still swaying along the entire road.

Rolf couldn't help but smacked his lips. Shouldn't someone shout 666 next to him at this time?

Just when he wanted to continue to experience the devastating range attack, Professor Dumbledore had already released a large cluster of flames, surrounding the entire campus.

These flames seemed to be very spiritual. Not only did they not burn Rolf and the others, they also did not damage the surrounding yard at all.

Zombie: Why am I always the one who gets hurt?

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