Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 285: Honest Detector

"Stop poking, you're about to poke other people's eyes out."

In one of the dorms, Lee Jordan poked around with a gold rod he just bought from Zuoke's joke shop.

That golden rod is called the Honesty Detector, a very primitive black magic detector that can detect hidden spells and magic items.

There are naturally not so many hidden spells and magic items in ordinary dormitories, but their dormitory has the genius Albert, and Lee Jordan really found a lot of hidden spells, such as cabinets, books, Mirrors react.

Anyway, Lee Jordan is now poking around with an honesty detector with a face full of excitement.

"Be careful when Albert comes back and beat you." Fred, who was playing cards, couldn't help but warn.

"As long as you don't tell me, he won't know." Lee Jordan threw a chicken-flavored multi-flavored bean into his mouth, poked Albert's cabinet with a gold stick, and said, "I know Albert A lot of the magic items made are kept inside."

"Don't try it, there is magic on it, and the Araho cave opening spell won't open it."

"What about the lockpicking?"

"If you pry, Albert will definitely beat you back."

"Lee Jordan can't pick locks." George was very depressed. He lost again. It seemed that he never beat Fred very much in poker. Albert always said that there was something wrong with his deck, but George didn't want to. Change the deck.

"You said, what did Albert buy for this silver arrow?" After Fred packed the wizard card, he took out the silver arrow from under Albert's bed and placed it on the table to observe carefully. Although it is an antique broom, the workmanship is really delicate, not as rough as other antique brooms.

"Don't know, maybe, maybe... want to keep this antique broom?" George said uncertainly.

"Look, there's a hidden spell on the broom too." Lee Jordan said excitedly, holding the golden rod and poking it on the broom.

"Don't play with that stuff here." Fred gave Lee Jordan a sullen look, "I'd rather believe that Albert is going to study the structure of a broom and plan to make a new one for himself!"

The difficulty of making a broom is actually not high. The real difficulty is how to make the craft of the broom better.

"Help me pick the lock." Lee Jordan poked George with a stick, begging, "The Gryffindor treasure map you found last time is also in there."

"By the way, what about the others?" George asked impatiently, pushing aside Lee Jordan's stick.

"I don't know." Fred shook his head.

Albert disappeared inexplicably after returning from Hogsmeade.

"While he wasn't..."

"I said if you are bothered, if you have time, go and fix the wizard card game."

George went to the counter and took out a pile of cards from a box. Those were the wizard cards he and Fred were trying to make, but there was still a gap compared to Albert's wizard cards.

Lee Jordan took the opportunity to move the golden rod down and poked at George, who was rummaging for materials. Fred, who watched this scene, was a little stunned, and seemed to be looking forward to what would happen.

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At this moment, in the Room of Requirement, Albert is practicing the Traceless Stretching Charm.

So far, he has practiced for more than ten minutes, but the Traceless Stretching Charm has never taken effect, and there is no traceless Stretching Charm on the skill panel.

"As expected of advanced magic, it feels really difficult." Albert murmured.

"Extend Increment!"

He concentrates heavily, swinging his wand again to cast a spell on the box.

However, the Traceless Stretching Charm still did not work, which made him a little depressed, feeling that he was trapped by the rewards of the quest panel.

Why don't you just master it yourself?

"Where could the problem be?" Albert tried to recall Professor Smith's spell casting.

My own magical power should be enough, and there's nothing wrong with casting spells and wand-wielding gestures.

Although it cannot be ruled out that Professor Smith deliberately misleads himself, it should not be very likely!

"But what's the problem?"

Albert took a deep breath and suppressed the irritability that was surging in his heart. He temporarily gave up practicing the Unmarked Stretching Spell, and flipped through the books he borrowed from the forbidden area. There were indeed records of how to learn the Unmarked Stretching Spell.

Albert spent a lot of time and carefully read the part about the Traceless Stretching Spell several times. When he closed the book, he already realized what was wrong with him, and his face suddenly darkened.

The Traceless Stretching Spell is considered a profound spell that is difficult to master. There is a reason for that. When using a spell, it is necessary to repeatedly determine the capacity to be expanded. With Apparition, it is necessary to know the destination accurately, and the Patronus spell requires Pleasant memories are similar.

However, Professor Smith never reminded Albert of this issue, so it is not surprising that the spell would fail.

"This quest reward sucks!" Albert muttered.

He's not quite sure why Professor Smith only taught himself spells and gestures, and didn't teach himself the main points of spellcasting. He didn't want to let himself learn it, or he said... Forget it, I'll find out when I go to Professor Smith next time.

"Extend Increment!"

Albert picked up the wand and tried again, this time the spell finally took effect, he reached out and probed into the box, the space inside did increase a little bit.

He flipped through the panel skills again, and sure enough, he succeeded in finding the skill of the Unmarked Stretch Spell.

The difficulty of the Traceless Stretching Charm is related to the enlarged area.

Albert didn't rush to upgrade, but began to think about how to make himself a pair of protective gloves from the fur of the swamp digger. The swamp diggers that Mundungus helped him acquire had enough fur to make gloves first, and then containers of mandrakes.

There is no tailor in his skill panel, and a first-level tailor probably can't make any good gloves. It's best to ask someone to help. Albert remembers that there was a tailor shop in Diagon Alley, and he could give the fat man The witch writes a letter, and it is best if the other party is willing to help.

If the other party is unwilling, you can only find a way.

First-level tailoring skills always feel a bit unreliable.

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At lunchtime, Albert appeared in the hall on time, and three of his roommates had arrived and were waving at him.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

When Albert walked over, he found that Lee Jordan's eye sockets were a little swollen, as if he had been punched, and Fred was secretly laughing next to him.

"He poked around with the honesty detector, and as a result..." George shrugged helplessly.

"I'm just joking, you're going too hard," Lee Jordan couldn't help complaining.

"I didn't do it on purpose, instinct, instinct."

"Why don't you go to Madam Pomfrey for help." Albert sat next to him and took a slice of bread to prepare a sandwich for himself.

However, Lee Jordan's face is a little dark, and the dark circles under his eyes are not visible at all.

"Go." Fred said, "Where did you go?"

"Practicing spells on the eighth floor!" Albert said casually.

"You shouldn't... have learned it!" George looked at Albert in horror.

"How is that possible? It's just a little bit of an eyebrow, and it takes a lot of time to practice." Albert took a bite of the ham sandwich, reached out and picked up Lee Jordan's gold stick and touched the protective bracelet on his wrist, and found that This thing really has some reaction.

"It's called an honesty detector," Lee Jordan introduced. "Able to detect hidden spells and hidden magic items."

"The effect is very poor, which is estimated to be inferior." Albert took the gold rod away from the bracelet and found that the reaction on the gold rod disappeared immediately.

To be honest, the magic items in the wizarding world give Albert the feeling that it is very unreliable, and most wizards still need to rely on their own wands.

"After all, two Galleons, you can't count on anything." Lee Jordan muttered, he took the golden rod, poked Albert's body, and then... found a fist enlarged in front of him

"Enough is enough for you!" Albert glanced at Lee Jordan.

"Then you don't have to beat me!" Lee Jordan couldn't help protesting, covering his eyes.

"Who made you cheap!"

Fred and George were holding back their laughter. If it wasn't for Lee Jordan being dark enough, two dark circles would be great.

"By the way, in the future, I will make a joke prop that can create dark circles for others, write it down, write it down." George took out the parchment and quickly wrote down the good idea.

"Wow, when are you going to bring this too." Lee Jordan looked at George in disbelief ~IndoMTL.com~ as if seeing something incredible.

"Hmph, I learned this from Albert." George was able to wave the parchment and explain casually, "There are some interesting ideas recorded here, and we will implement them one by one in the future. "

"With your ability, it is very difficult to succeed. If it is Albert, it should be easier." Lee Jordan couldn't help but sarcastic George to express his dissatisfaction.

"We're still stockpiling useful knowledge, and in another two years, we'll definitely be able to start trying to make these things." Fred and George didn't care much about Lee Jordan's sarcasm, they really don't have that yet. Ability, but in a few years, I will definitely be able to complete it. Record it now to reserve some inspiration for the future. Even if it is really not used, there is no loss.

"You can't make much money selling those things." Albert interrupted suddenly after eating the sandwich.

"Then what are you talking about?" Fred asked rhetorically.

"This thing."

Albert shook his wooden bracelet and explained softly: "Professor Smith once complained to me that most of the wizards now have poor defense against the dark arts, and they can't even use an iron armor spell."

"You mean protective gear?" George immediately guessed,

"Except for wizards who perform dangerous jobs, I guess not many people will buy it?" Fred frowned.

"Recently, I got some very useful news. In a few years, this thing will definitely sell well!" Albert said with a cracked smile, "The field of Defense Against the Dark Arts is the real cash cow."

"What news."

"The news is terrifying," said Albert mysteriously. "You don't want to know, and you don't want to believe it."