Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1162: Convenient spell learning

"What the hell, there's a cold fog all over the UK right now...it's not normal, it always feels like something is going on that we don't know about."

At this moment, a truck full of cement is driving cautiously on the highway covered by thick fog. The middle-aged truck driver is staring straight at the road ahead, but his mouth is chattering along with him. The middle-aged man said, "Since July, all kinds of strange things have been happening all over the UK, it's like..."

"Those weird things are really weird!"

The middle-aged man frowned at the thick fog ahead and interrupted the truck driver directly, "This will be too foggy, should we find a place to wait for the fog to clear up before we hit the road."

"You're right!"

The middle-aged truck driver hesitated for a moment, but was finally persuaded by the person next to him. After all, his life is his own. Driving in this dense fog is indeed prone to accidents.

"You..."

After the middle-aged truck driver found a place to stop the truck, he suddenly fainted in the driver's seat before he could say the words.

The middle-aged man in the passenger seat lowered his arm, reached out to open the truck door, jumped out of the truck, went around the back of the truck where the cement was stored, took out a "small wooden stick" from the bag, and moved towards the truck. With a stroke around, a Muggle-expelling barrier was released, and mist was sprayed from the tip of the wand, making the surrounding mist thicker and completely obscuring people's sight.

Using the cover of the thick fog, the middle-aged man took out another suitcase from the bag, opened it and put it on the ground, raised the "small wooden stick" and waved it towards the cement on the bucket, the bags were neatly stacked The cement jumped out of the truck and entered the seemingly bottomless suitcase one by one, as if it had grown feet. A large truck of cement was emptied in a blink of an eye.

"Next..."

Muttering, the middle-aged man closed his suitcase and walked to the driver's seat of the truck, holding up a "little stick" to tamper with some of the truck driver's memory.

The lucky guy will wake up soon and be confident that he has delivered his shipment to his destination.

As for the pound for the purchase of cement, of course, it has been paid, but the price is a little lower, and it is pressed to be close to the cost price.

After doing all this, the middle-aged man lifted the spell around him and disappeared out of thin air with a suitcase full of a truckload of cement.

The middle-aged man is standing beside an abandoned village after his sight has been restored. With the suitcase in one hand and his wand in the other, he flicked the wand on his cheek first. The middle-aged man's face began to squirm, and was soon replaced by a young face, and his body shape also changed a little. The clothes that were just right became loose, and after being tapped by the wand, they turned into casual autumn clothes that fit again. .

Even if he doesn't use the compound potion, Albert can still easily disguise his appearance through Transfiguration. As long as he doesn't encounter a powerful wizard, he will not be easily seen.

In fact, most wizards don't understand something as sophisticated as "magic traces".

Albert lifted his foot to a dilapidated house on the edge of the deserted village, muttering words, raised his wand and flicked it gently, as if pulling away a veil covering his true face, he walked in directly and then The whole person disappeared from the deserted village.

"I guess it's you!"

Fred emerged from the void out of thin air after seeing that it was Albert, apparently using the Disillusionment Charm to hide his whereabouts.

"Well, it's always right to be careful, the outer layer of protection magic is not reliable."

Albert looked sideways at where George and Lee Jordan were hiding.

"I really can't hide anything from you. I've always been curious about how you saw through the Disillusionment Curse?" George asked his doubts, showing up with Lee Jordan, smiling with Albert greet.

"Looks like you've got everything."

"Well, it cost me a lot of time and pounds to get those building materials."

Albert put the suitcase on the ground, waved his wand, and summoned several suitcases of the same model out of thin air with a crackling sound, containing steel bars, sand and gravel.

"Actually, I still don't quite understand, what are you doing with these things?" Lee Jordan really didn't understand why Albert was tossing with these things.

"We will continue to build a few secret safe houses in the future. Although we can also use the abandoned Muggle facilities as temporary strongholds, we must arrange a little before we can live temporarily." Albert made a random excuse.

If it weren't for the idea of ​​turning this place into a wizarding village in the future, Albert would never have put a secret meeting place here, much less would have gone to great lengths to procure these building materials to prepare for a big fight.

The three looked at each other and shrugged helplessly, believing that there must be some reason for Albert to do this.

As for the reason, Albert didn't say, and they didn't ask.

"Where's Shanna?" Albert changed the subject.

"Sanna is helping you sort out the information." Lee Jordan seemed to remember something and sighed softly, "We would also like to see the new version of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Guide."

"The things taught in the "Guide to Self-Defense" are the basics, and at best you can protect yourself." Fred added, "I always feel more and more insecure now."

"It's useless even if there's too much. The Ministry of Magic doesn't allow it." When Albert wrote the "Guide to Self-Defense", he was not overwhelmed. Many things were actually stuck on the tolerance of the Ministry of Magic. "Guide to Self-Defense" Most of the content is preserved.

"Will the new book be published?" George asked suddenly.

"Probably not. I don't think the Ministry of Magic will allow it. Even if it is published, it will be changed beyond recognition." Albert didn't care.

"I look forward to your new book more and more."

George suddenly had a little anticipation, and the content of the books that could be allowed to be published was actually the same, and it must be restricted by the Ministry of Magic.

"Nothing to look forward to. Your current level of defense against the dark magic is higher than most people. As long as you are careful, there will be basically no problems."

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan's Defense Against the Dark Arts were taught by Albert, and the three of them would not be at a disadvantage when dealing with dark wizards.

"We'll be embarrassed if you say that." Fred pretended to be embarrassed.

"Okay, take me to see your results in the last few days." Albert interrupted the chat and walked towards the newly repaired house.

The entrance to the secret base is hidden under the blanket by the fireplace in the living room. After opening the hidden trapdoor, a secret stairway that can accommodate one person appears in front of the four.

"The air below is not good, it is best to use the bubble head spell." George reminded.

The four cast themselves a comical cannon head spell and then walked down the stairs into the passage.

The stairs **** down, about ten meters below the ground. The space inside is very narrow, and the surrounding walls are as smooth as if they had been cut by a sharp blade.

Below the stairs is the front hall. The space inside can barely accommodate four people. After entering, there are two tunnels on the left and right. There are several narrow rooms that can barely accommodate two people. If the bubble head spell is not used, the dull air Couldn't breathe at all.

"It's too depressing inside. I doubt that we'll all have to wear the bubble head spell in the future, otherwise we'll be suffocated to death." Li Jordan didn't like the crowded environment inside and couldn't help but complain.

"You don't need to worry about this, it's fine with a little modification." Albert comforted, he was still very experienced in how to modify this place.

"Well, we still need a hidden exit to avoid being blocked by people." After returning to the ground, Albert said to the three, "I remember there is a steep **** in the west, and that is suitable for it. Make a hidden exit.

"Like Hogwarts?" Fred asked curiously.

"You may think so." Albert did borrow from Hogwarts' way of hiding.

"If that's the case, I guess no one can find the exact location!" George joked with a smile, "Those who didn't know thought you were going to learn the secret passages of Hogwarts."

"It would be nice if I could, but unfortunately I don't have that much energy to do these things." Albert handed the map to George, "Also, we only need a rough base at the moment, and when we really need it, we can And then slowly improve."

"It always feels like you want to get someone else to help." Fred couldn't help but complain.

"By the way, Kingsley told me that Kenneth was being targeted." George changed the subject, feeling that if he followed Albert's words, he might have more work.

"The guy should be fine!" Albert asked.

"It's fine, Kingsley saved him just in time, but the guy seems to be resentful towards us."

"There is no way to do this either. Someone has to come to the front desk to attract firepower." Albert said heartlessly, "However, if you use it as a bait a few times, no one will stare at him."

If it wasn't for his father's mess, Albert wouldn't bother Kenneth. After all, the two sides still have some friendship, but Kenneth must pay a price to join now, or maybe it will be because of some other day. sold them.

The expressions on the faces of the three were quite wonderful, and there was a three-second silence for Kenneth in their hearts.

"And about you, I already told Bill, where are you going to meet." George said another thing.

"Find a Muggle cafe and let him use the compound potion, and I'll give you the address. Hmm..." Albert's tone paused, as if thinking of something, and suddenly said, "Actually, it's perfectly possible. Let the Ministry of Magic pretend to be me to meet with Kenneth, do a fishing law enforcement, maybe catch a few fish."

"Don't bother him," Lee Jordan said with a wry smile.

"You can make the Ministry of Magic disguise!" Albert nodded vigorously, "It's okay to be fake, anyway, as long as the Death Eaters mistakenly think they have found our hiding place."

"It's really hard to guard against."

George thinks that the Death Eaters have been staring at Albert for eight lifetimes, and the Ministry of Magic must be willing to take the time to set this trap, which is more reliable than hunting around for Death Eaters.

"If they want to kill me in the future, they have to consider whether the target is a real person." Albert thinks this is a good idea. Let the Death Eaters eat a few more times, so that group of people will not think about it all day. trouble him.

"You're the only one with bad water."

"Okay, we'd better get this done quickly." Albert walked outside.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan saw Albert conjure a crucible out of thin air, and then put the cement, water, river sand and gravel in the suitcase into the small crucible in a certain proportion, With a little bit of a wand again, a few things inside quickly swirl and stir.

"Are all Muggle buildings made like this?" George glanced into the cauldron, and sure enough, there was a Traceless Stretching Charm inside.

"It's not all, but it's stronger. Don't forget, we're going to stay underground next time, so it's okay to make it stronger, if the base is blown up by practicing spells that day, maybe Buried alive." While chatting with the three of them, Albert waved his wand and conjured a bunch of wooden boards out of thin air. They were glued together by the Paste Charm and quickly formed the model that Albert needed.

The whole process was smooth and easy, and Albert just moved his wand and finished it easily.

Then, it is to make those steel bars tightly connected together, put them on the grinding tool, pour the mixed cement into it, and after it is tightly combined with the steel bars, smooth the surface again, and use a spell to directly evaporate the cement Watermarks on ~IndoMTL.com~ a wall so easily done.

"It looks good."

"Is this a wall?"

Albert's actions obviously subverted the cognition of the three.

"Yes, with four walls and a cement cover, wouldn't it turn into a house?"

"Are you sure it's a house? And what about this thing..." Li Jordan didn't know what to say.

"Use the shrinking spell to move in. You should use the spells you learned from school."

Albert waved his wand, demoulded the concrete wall, and moved it aside. If an ordinary wizard wanted to shrink the wall, it was estimated that several people would chant the spell together, but Albert did not have this aspect. The problem.

Next, in less than a quarter of an hour, a concrete box was formed, and although it looked like a simple tenon-and-mortise wooden box without nails, it was undoubtedly quite solid.

"Are Muggle houses like this?" The three stared at the "house" that Albert had made.

"Almost, they usually use cement to pour the house structure. I'm using magic to be lazy. Although it looks a bit ugly, this thing is absolutely solid." Albert was satisfied with his results, "Next , you need to widen the space inside, I will shrink this thing in, and then fill in the gap.

Albert had already thought about it for a long time. He planned to use this kind of building block-like cement board to piece together the underground base.

Thick reinforced concrete and tenon-and-mortise structure, plus a permanent paste spell can ensure that there will be no security risks in the secret base.

After all, the space inside was expanded using the Traceless Stretching Charm, so there was no need to worry about collapsing if it couldn't bear the heavy pressure.

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