[HP] Pirate Radio and White Album

The life on the ship passed quickly, but it seemed like nothing was done. Every day, Marina filled her stomach with three meals and countless snacks, basked in the sun on the deck, and helped Vivienne repair the shelter of the pirate radio station. The junk of the place.

"In the end, how much more needs to be repaired?" Sirius removed the rust for the sixth time.There is always inexplicable rust coming out from behind.

"I remember it was wiped here last time."

"I don't know." Vivienne answered very simply, cleaning up some peeling paint chips with the wand in her hand, "This place was built during WWII. There were [-] sailors stationed here back then...don't Ask me how these people live, I don't know."

Thinking of three hundred men once crammed into this place, Sirius only felt horrified.

"Merlin."

"Yes, even Merlin can't save this place." Seeing the warped floors, Vivienne waved her wand, and the floating spell made the floors float.

Sirius looked at it from a different angle.

"These floors are crumbling."

"I found it."

Vivian took out the floor glue.

"Help me paint all the seams."

Sirius did.

Vivienne looked at the hollow exposed beneath the floorboards.

She saw Marina below wave the spoon at her.

"Sorry," she apologized quickly, "we're fixing the floor."

"Fill the void."

"I seem to have seen a record." Vivienne observed it carefully, "Oh, when did it fall into it?"

"Can that still work?"

"Try it."

Vivienne held the wand in one hand and hooked the record in the gap with the other. It was so dangerous that Marina shouted Severus' name in fright.

"Sev! Help!"

Finally, under the gaze of her cousin "Are you a fool?", Vivienne got the record before putting the floor back.

The record is warped.

"It's hopeless." Mark took a look and made a judgment, "Don't try it, this record is crooked. Use it as fuel for Marina."

After all, celluloid can also be used as fuel.

"No." Vivienne took out the record, the cover of the record had completely faded, and she had no idea what it was.

"I want to save it."

"First of all, let me talk about the history of the record." Vivienne explained from the beginning, "In 1931, the American Radio Company created the first real vinyl record, that is to say."

"It's probably a treasure from WWII."

"Wow." Mark sighed, "So, what magic works?"

"The Drying Charm?" Severus asked.

Sirius' answer was simple. "Press flat directly."

"None." Vivienne said, "Reverse time."

Whoops.

Mark sighed.

"Magic is amazing."

"However, that can only be reversed for a while, and it will immediately return to the original state, which is useless at all."

"You're right." Vivienne carefully lifted the seemingly hopeless record with the Levitation Charm, "I'll ask Kubo."

When the girl left, Mark couldn't take it anymore.

"I don't stay with underage boys." He walked quickly, "Don't think I don't know what's going on in your mind all day~"

Everyone else has left, leaving behind a voice.

"I have nothing to say." Severus stood up and left his seat.

Sirius sneered when he left.

"Do I have something to say to you?"

Vivian found Kubo.

He is sleeping.

Mozart was playing on the radio.Vivian picked up the case of the record from the ground and put it on the table.

Cooper took the headphones off his ears.

"Oh, babygirl," Kubo stretched out his hand to Vivienne, hugging the little girl he watched growing up, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Cooper, can you get this record back?"

Kubo looked at the record in Vivienne's hand.

"Oh, I think..."

He sighed.

"Look, this record is too wet and warped...so." He looked at Vivienne's disappointed expression.

"I don't promise... But, have you tried asking Marina to borrow an oven?"

"oven?"

"Yes." Cooper stood up, "Come on, little girl, let me show you my magic."

Therefore, in front of the three underage wizards, the warped records, which belonged to the "incurable" problem, were placed by Cooper on a tray covered with silicone oil paper.

"Look, this trick works pretty well for me on tape. You see, adjust the temperature, reach the pre-baking temperature, and turn on the oven."

Sirius pulled the oven open, and Cooper quickly inserted the tray and closed the oven door.

Vivian glanced at Severus.

The poor cousin oppressed by the cousin waved his magic wand, showing a countdown in the air.

25, 24...

"Bake for 30 seconds, then take out."

Cooper took out the vinyl record.

"Oh, I hope she's okay." Cooper looked at the record on the plate with gentle eyes like Vivienne, "Please, amigo, it must be successful."

"Do you want to press it?"

"No, wait."

And then, as Cooper said, wait, the record leveled off as if by magic.

"Yes, I knew it."

Cooper jumped up.

Found the nearest record player and put the record in.

After a burst of beans, they heard the voices of a group of people, many men's voices, and the voices of young men were recorded on this record.

It was the sound of a group of people chatting and joking, and then, a young man who was pushed out by them took out his harmonica and played a tune.

It's a very interesting song.

"Oh, this." Cooper looked up. "My God, it's the Greensleeves... I haven't heard this version of the transposition, can I put it on my show?"

"I don't know." Marina sighed, "Now, can you get the hell out of my kitchen?"

"Oh, Quentin won't agree." Vivian whispered, "This record was left by those sailors when they were stationed here. If anyone thinks about this record, then they will This place, if you remember..."

Vivian looked at the two of them.

"You know we're going to get caught for what we're doing, right?"

"I know." Severus replied simply.He had no wavering hesitation.

"so cool."

Sirius' answer was as simple as a standard Gryffindor.

Vivienne's arms, one left and one right, happened to wrap around the arms of the two alumni.

"I have a cousin of Slytherin, a fiancé of Gryffindor, Merlin, one Hufflepuff short, and I formed an upgraded version of the Big Four 2.0."

"We need to hide this place."

"The Curse of Loyalty."

"The Curse of Loyalty."

"It's a good spell." Vivienne nodded, "But I won't use this."

"I know." Sirius shrugged, "Then, Snape..." Under Vivian's gaze, she also held her arm, so he had to add the word "Sir".

"Who's coming?"

"I'm coming," Severus said, "I'm... Vivian's cousin."

"I'm the fiance."

"Oh, it looks like you're used to being a badass?"

"In fact," Vivienne said, "the actual owner of this place is Quentin."

"Oh, magic!" Quentin said easily, as if he had drunk a lot, "No problem, if in order to protect this place, Vivi, my dear goddaughter, my favorite girl in the world , second only to Iluvatar. No offense, but she is truly beautiful and intelligent and lives up to her great name. I love Tolkien!"

He picked up a paperweight from the table, which looked like a crown.

Quentin's index finger and thumb picked up the little crown and placed it on Vivienne's head.

"My goddaughter, do whatever you want."

"Here, the ownership of this place, I declare, this belongs to you."

After speaking, his hand dropped.

"He!" Sirius was startled, "He is..."

Severus scowled.

"He's drunk." He knew all too well what a drunk was like.

"Quentin drinks a lot at this time of year." Vivian explained, "He... oh, he drank too much this time."

None of the three asked Quentin what happened.

"Okay, a Fidelity Charm."

Vivian learned the spell before dawn, and asked, "Sev, will you be my keeper?"

Severus nodded, "My pleasure."

"Wait a minute." Sirius had never encountered such a situation of losing the election.

"I thought……"

"Fiance, Blake." Vivian rolled her eyes, "Do you know what that means?"

After deciding on the keeper, Vivian wrote down the address of this place.

It is the address positioned by latitude and longitude.

She showed it to Sirius, then shook Quentin awake.

"Quentin, look at this."

"Oh, this..." Quentin looked at the address.

Then Vivienne showed all the DJs and the best cooks here the address of this place.

"I hid it here."

"Magic is so cool." Mark knocked on the table, "To Merlin."

"To Merlin."

"To Merlin."

Severus couldn't hold back, and looked at Vivienne: "Do you know they just want to drink?"

Vivian laughed.

"Of course, they just like to drink."

Iluvatar played the vinyl record that was magically rummaged and rescued by ovens and human ingenuity in his time slot.

They've heard it once before, it's just one piece, and even then, it's a great story.

"We renovated our place and yes, dear listeners, we found a very, very special record in this isolated island in the sea. I can say, it was a great experience. Whether it's her story, It's still her song."

She put down her earphones and caught up with the grown-up drinking scene.

Underage wizards can only drink non-alcoholic butterbeer.

"Oh my god."

Sirius sat on the edge of the platform, listening to the tune echoing in the air.

"That's pretty cool."

"That's why I like to fix things." Vivienne sat beside him, dangling her feet, and the sea surface was tens of meters below.

She called back Severus who was about to leave.

"Sit down, have I told you about the security plan I have prepared for this place?"

"No, you didn't." Severus sat down.

The side away from Sirius.

"Oh, that's a..." Vivienne looked at the sea in front of her, and the sea was calm, "The only way to get here is by boat, right?"

Sirius had another opinion instead: "Is there any other way?"

"Don't try anything that isn't written in the invitation, okay?"

"Row."

The topic of the security system is also over.