Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 204 Failure

  The night is deep.

  In the quiet corridor, there were faint footsteps coming from a distance.

   At the corner of the dark corridor, a pale light suddenly lit up. However, there was no one behind the ball of light, like a ghost floating in the void.

For a moment, the ball of light stopped in front of the portrait of the fat lady. The lady who was just about to rest was obviously very dissatisfied that her sleep was disturbed. Before she opened her eyes and asked for the password, she was shocked to find that the door behind her was closed People opened from the inside.

   "The time is just right." Lee Jordan's voice came from the dark passage.

  The sphere of light floated into the passage, and the portrait of the Fat Lady closed again, blocking the entrance passage to the Gryffindor common room.

  The doorkeeper lady is still looking the hell.

  Actually, the people in the corridor just now were Fred and George. They were also cast with the Disillusionment Curse, so they couldn't see them.

And the door of Gryffindor will suddenly open, in fact, because the twins made an appointment with Lee Jordan, when they came back on time, Lee Jordan opened the door of the Gryffindor common room from the inside, let them Come in so you can bypass the Fat Lady.

   "Get something?" Lee Jordan rubbed his hands and asked.

   "Butter biscuits." Fred took out the oil paper bag, looked at Lee Jordan who reached out to **** it with reproachful eyes, and said, "Go back to the dormitory and eat."

   "You must have eaten in the kitchen." Lee Jordan said with a smack of his mouth.

   This is inevitable!

   After a while, the common room fell into silence again, and the footsteps of the three gradually faded away.

  The door of a certain dormitory was pushed open without warning.

  A dark shadow is quietly approaching the back of the armchair.

   "What's supper?" The man in the armchair suddenly asked.

   "Butter biscuits," said one.

   "Do you want it?" Another person asked while eating.

   "It's about to be eaten by that guy." The third person said.

   "Save some for me." Albert took a deep breath, lifted the illusion spell for the two of them, took a sip of the cold milk tea, and looked at the transfiguration paper that had just been written in front of him.

"You look tired?" Fred handed a cup of freshly brewed milk tea to Albert, glanced at the paper next to him and said, "Why do you find so many things for yourself? You're not asking for trouble." ?"

   "Thank you." Albert took the teacup, but didn't drink the milk tea in it, turned his head to stare at Fred and said, "If you don't have to bite your nose on the teacup to make me milk tea, I will thank you even more."

  Fred was also taken aback.

  George giggled on the side, because he was the one who brought the teacup to Fred.

Albert glanced at George, then turned his gaze to Lee Jordan, who was eating his supper, and said, "Save me some butter biscuits, I'm a little hungry, and don't think I don't know that you want to take the last piece Leave it to me."

  Lee Jordan opened his mouth, but he didn't expect to be seen through by Albert.

   Not long ago, Albert upgraded Legilimency and Occlumency to level two and three respectively in one go. Although the expended experience made him feel a little painful, Albert knew that this was a necessary process.

  Occlumency is like a protective shield for thinking. With this skill, he doesn't need to worry about his thoughts being easily seen through.

  If it wasn't for the fact that the skill points had been used up, Albert would have wanted to raise Occlumency to level four.

  This kind of protection is too important for Albert. As a traverser, he doesn't want anyone to know his secret anyway.

   Moreover, if Dumbledore is to be told about Ravenclaw's crown, he will have to invest more experience and skill points in this regard.

  Of course, it’s worth it, Tom’s horcrux mission afterwards can provide him with sufficient experience!

   "What happened to the wizard cards of other colleges?" Albert reached out and took the oiled paper bag handed over by Lee Jordan, took out a butter biscuit from it, stuffed it into his mouth and asked while chewing.

"Ravenclaw has confirmed more than 20 cards, and Hufflepuff has fewer, only eighteen." Lee Jordan thought for a while and said: "By the way, two more people plan to Joining our club, they all want to have their own card."

   "Yes." Albert responded noncommittally.

   "The three of us have already started practicing the copy spell, which should reduce your stress.

  Actually, copying wizard cards all the time is not without benefits. Albert's copy spell has been upgraded to more than level two.

   "Speaking of which, I've always been curious, what's in that box?" Fred asked, pointing to a box on Albert's bed cabinet.

   "If you want to know, bring it here." Albert didn't intend to hide their intentions.

  After getting the consent, George quickly brought the box over. He was also curious about what was contained in it. Last time, he saw Albert put the protective bracelet inside.

  After the box is opened, there are three middle finger-long metal objects on the first floor, with a beautiful silver appearance, which looks a bit like a cylindrical lighter.

   "A failed product made a while ago." Albert explained to the three of them rather helplessly.

   "What is this?" George picked up an object in doubt, looked at the sun-like pattern on the surface, and turned his head to ask.

   "Open it and you will know." Albert said expressionlessly.

  The three of them looked at each other in dismay, and finally George pressed it, and then saw the top of the object open, and a ball of light flew out of it. After the ball of light floated into the air, it suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.

   "Damn it, what the **** is this?" All three of them were taken aback by the strong light, and George even shook the objects in his hand.

"I'll call it a flash bomb for the time being." Albert stuffed a biscuit into his mouth, bent down to pick up the item that fell on the ground and continued: "Well, one of the failed products was originally planned to be a magic item that can store light sources , the result was successful, but it also failed, and it became a one-time consumable. Although you can store the light sphere by yourself, it is actually a tasteless."

  Albert actually considered whether to use it to make cheaper flash bombs.

   "Asshole, my eyes are blind."

   "It's okay, it will be fine in a while." Albert comforted casually.

   "Insidious, but I like it. By the way, why did you make this thing?" Lee Jordan couldn't help asking, his eyes were still crying.

   "It is said to be a failure."

   Speaking of this, Albert was very depressed. This thing is actually a failure of the Deluminator.

   A while ago, Albert got some help from other wizards, but only produced such a failure.

   "Aren't you going to open a joke shop for players? You can use this technology to research and develop flash bombs in the future." Albert plans to reuse the waste, which can be regarded as an achievement.

   "I don't think it's funny at all," said George dryly.

   "No, no, he can blind your eyes." Fred said with a smile, "It is especially effective in dark places."

   "This thing can be used as a protective weapon...well, forget it." Albert touched his chin and muttered.

  Most wizards only pay attention to the opponent's wand. If you throw it as a flashbang during the battle, it will be a lot of fun. After all, wizards don't usually pay attention to such things.

  Albert is still a little worried about the items he got out, and if he accidentally cheats himself one day, it will be a tragedy.

   "What about this one?" Lee Jordan asked, pointing to the second item.

   "You'll know when you open it." Albert continued to drink milk tea and eat biscuits, preparing to clean up the last remaining butter biscuits in the oiled paper bag.

   "You come!" Li Jordan handed the things to Fred, who glanced at Albert and turned on the switch.

   "Go to shit, go to eat shit, go to eat all shit." After a while, there was a stunned familiar voice from inside.

   The voice was very loud, and it was shouted loudly, which made Fred stunned in place.

   "The sound will last for more than thirty seconds." Albert said.

   "It doesn't seem to be useful except to scare people!" George grumbled.

   "It can store sound." Albert explained that he originally planned to use him to store the cry of the Mandrake, but since it has not been tested yet, it is still unknown whether it will be successful.

   After all, even Albert doesn’t know how the cry of the Mandrake kills people. Is it an infrasound wave or a magical curse?

  Well, the possibility of the latter may be greater, after all, it is more magical.

   "What's this last one?"

   "Don't open it, there is a bad smell stored inside," Albert warned.

"Why do you have so much free time to do these things?" George felt that Albert was boring. He originally thought that Albert would make some interesting magic items, but he didn't expect it to be something like this.

   "Do you know what these three will be together?" Albert asked with a strange expression.

   "What is it?" The three asked in puzzlement.

   "Shock bomb!" Albert said.

"what is that?"

  A kind of alchemy prop, throwing it can stun the people around.

  However, Albert feels that this kind of thing is still a bit tasteless, and a surprise attack may be effective.

  But if the stun spell can be atomized and stored, it should be able to achieve a similar effect.

  The three looked at each other, expressing that they didn't understand at all.

   "What about the second floor?" Lee Jordan continued to ask.

  Albert put the things back and opened the second layer of the box, which contained various versions of protective bracelets and amulets.

   "Is this the latest version?" Fred asked, pointing to the finest wooden bracelet.

   "Well, no, the latest version is in my hand." Albert shook his wrist and said, "Version 3.0, his effect is like this."

   Albert raised his hand and pushed George lightly. Before his arm touched the opponent, an invisible force pushed George away.

   "I feel like I hit something," George grumbled.

   "It must be the Iron Armor Curse." Fred's eyes lit up, "It feels pretty good."

   "The original idea was a simple magic wand." Albert explained, allowing me to use the Iron Armor Charm without a wand or sound.

   "You succeeded?" Fred was very excited, of course he knew what it meant.

   "Uh, it counts. However, in fact, it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product." Albert shook his head and said, the most painful thing is that this new skill still does not appear on his panel skills.

  (end of this chapter)