Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 500: To know how to enjoy life

"Tom, Tom, where are you, it's time for bed."

There was a light knock on the door of the room on the second floor. Nia pushed open the door, leaned in quietly, looked at Albert sitting in front of the desk, and asked, "Is Tom here?"

"It should have gone to the master bedroom to blow the air conditioner," said Albert. They have air conditioning in two places in their home, the master bedroom and living room where Daisy and Herb slept.

As a cat who likes to enjoy life, after the air conditioner in the living room was turned off, he naturally ran to the master bedroom to use the air conditioner, and there was only a fan running in Albert and Nia's room.

"Oh."

Before Nia left, she took one last look at Albert and closed the door with her backhand. She went down the stairs and ran to knock on the door of the master bedroom, "Mom, is Tom with you?"

"Tom is here." Daisy said, pointing to the fat cat on the chair.

"Tom, it's time to go back to sleep."

The girl quickly picked up the fat cat Tom and returned to her room.

In the magic world, magic that can create ice is relatively rare. At least Albert has not found any magic that can create ice and cold air for the time being. freeze.

As far as Albert knows, the most effective way to create cold is actually dementors. Wherever dementors appear, the surrounding temperature will become extremely cold, and even the hot water in a cup can be used for a short period of time. Freeze into ice cubes.

If you could seal the dementors in containers, you might be able to create magical versions of refrigerators and air conditioners.

The Dementor brand air conditioner is very emotional to think about.

"I guess no one dares to buy it!" Albert laughed at himself.

After all, wizards generally shun dark creatures like dementors.

Not to mention having an air conditioner in the house with dementors in it.

Actually, Albert knew that the Florin Fusco ice cream parlor used a modified version of the Muggle refrigerator, just like Arthur's flying Ford gas car.

Magic is sometimes useful.

As for, it is forbidden to enchant Muggle-made things

Old Fusco didn't really care.

I didn't even know it anyway, so I'm still talking about whether it's illegal or not.

Also, Fusco Sr. is so well connected that almost no one goes out of his way to trouble him.

"What are you thinking about?"

Isobel's voice comes from the double-sided mirror.

"I'm wondering how wizards spend the hot summer without air conditioners and fans?" Albert looked at the girl in pajamas in the double-sided mirror, and told the other party with a smile. idea.

"You are so courageous, I dare say that no one except you would have thought of locking up the Dementor and using it as a tool to cool down." Burt's daring and feel helpless.

However, having used the cursed mandrake as a weapon last time, the girl had no doubt that Albert would one day put it into action.

Dementor cooler, that sounds funny.

Will be the laughing stock of the wizarding world!

"A small number of wizards will cast basic movement spells on the blades to achieve the effect of what you call a fan." Isobel thought for a while, but still explained Albert's confusion.

"Of course, you can also use the weather modifier to create a windy environment."

"What about most wizards?"

"In fact, most wizards are not very afraid of heat, they are used to that kind of life." Isobel added, "Especially the dark wizards, they themselves live in the spooky castles and manors There was a chill all over my body."

Of course, that last sentence, Isobel was joking.

But her words are equally reasonable. Are dark wizards afraid of heat?

No, they're not afraid.

This is probably a bad joke from the wizarding world!

"Is bubble tea delicious?" Albert changed the subject.

Talking about dementors and dark wizards at night is just too rude.

"That's delicious, and Katrina loves those black pearls from the Q bombs."

Isobel put her chin in her hands, looked at Albert in the double-sided mirror and said, "However, I tried to make it several times using the tapioca flour you sent, without success. The bubble tea is yours. drinks?"

"That's right, it's a very popular drink, and ice cubes are usually added to it." Albert said here, his tone paused, and he asked, "I'm more curious, how did the wizard get the ice cubes? , don't they need fresh food?"

"This... I'm not quite sure." Isobel shook his head.

"Most wizards don't care much about making themselves more comfortable, and they don't even know how to enjoy life." Albert said reluctantly: "They never use magic to improve their lives. environment."

"I can see that you are a person who likes to enjoy life." Isobel said casually.

"No one wants to be cold in the cold winter, and no one wants to be warm in the warm weather." Albert muttered, "The wizards in the British wizarding world are a bit old-fashioned, I heard that the American ones Most wizards are familiar with Muggle life and know how to make it better for themselves."

"I'm not very familiar with the wizarding world in America."

"You can help me find some related magic, and you will teach me when I go to school. It's really uncomfortable not to be able to use magic." Albert couldn't help complaining about it again, "I don't know what to do now. How dare I slam my wand, Hertok told me about that toad Dolores, I don't want to deal with the Director of the Ministry of Magic Abuse of Magic at all, that guy is just a big trouble."

"Okay, but don't have high expectations." Isobel covered a yawn.

At this moment, an owl flew in from the window. Albert thought it was Sheila, but he didn't expect it to be a gray night owl.

It threw a letter on the table and ate some owl nuts in Shera's trough~IndoMTL.com~ before spreading its wings and flying away.

Fortunately, Shera wasn't there, otherwise the two sides would probably have to fight.

Sheila seems to have something to do today. She flew away by herself. She probably didn't know how to go to the gang to bring her letters back.

"Katrina is here, that's all for now, good night!"

Isobel took a cloth and wrapped the double-sided mirror, and put it in the drawer next to it.

"Good night."

Albert also put away the double-sided mirror and was about to open Sera's letter when another owl flew in. Sheila came back and brought him a letter.

Albert was a little surprised that the letter was actually written by Hermione.

Hermione said in the letter that she had lost contact with Harry, and Ron had been unable to get in touch with Harry.

Albert naturally knew what was wrong with Harry, and the Malfoy house-elves intercepted all Harry Potter correspondence.

"He's probably in some trouble, Potter's family doesn't seem to like wizards that much, maybe they locked up his owl by not letting Potter reply. You know, underage wizards can't use magic. Albert wrote some advice to Hermione: "If you can't get in touch with Potter, you can go to Potter's house. I think Hagrid should know where Harry lives."

"You can run with Hagrid and tell him that Harry is in a bit of trouble, and I think Hagrid would love to go through it himself."

After Albert finished writing, he didn't give the letter to Sheila, ready to let his owl deliver the letter after he recovered his strength.

At this time, another owl flew in and threw a letter on his desk.

Albert picked up the letter with a weird expression, because the letter actually came from the United States across the ocean.

I don't have many friends in America.