Chapter 52

[today, after two days of lying in his room, after a serious illness, he felt his legs soften when he got out of bed.

However, Dewey still gave a reward to the loyal servant. Because that day in the hot air balloon, facing the time of unable to land, or flustered, mad inadvertently put forward a suggestion: can you turn off the fire stove below?

This proposal immediately reminded Dewey that the power of the balloon has something to do with the temperature of the gas in the balloon. After the heating furnace was turned off and the gas gradually cooled, the balloon finally landed.

Only after poor mad fell to the ground, he almost vomited out his bile, and finally he was carried back by a team of cavalry.

Just when everyone in the castle was guessing what new tricks the eccentric young master would make... Dewey was silent.

For many days, Dewey did nothing more. Dewey himself understood that he wasn't interested in doing too many things to get his energy involved. No matter what fireworks or football gambling, they are all ways to make money in order to solve the shortage of funds in his hands recently.

Dewey wasn't even interested in industrial revolution or anything like that. His purpose is to make money, in order to raise the consumption of money needed for magic experiments.

Now, he stopped worrying about money for a while, and Dewey stopped.

In addition to going to Solskjaer's laboratory every day to see the progress of the magic scientist, and then to visit the research and development team of hot air balloon and fireworks, Dewey spent all his time learning magic.

Every night, he would go to the third floor terrace of the magic laboratory by himself and stay all night. He and Solskjaer have formed a tacit understanding. The laboratory is owned by Solskjaer during the day and by Dewey at night. Neither of them interferes with the other.

It has been more than a month, but Dewey's practice of "star magic" has never been able to break through. Dewey sighs, and he has not stopped Semel's escape... Although Dewey can command Semel to come out, it is Dewey's seal that he uses a spell to unlock after all. Magic creatures must obey all Dewey's orders. But at the moment, Dewey knew she was in a bad mood and didn't want to say anything more.

After drinking a mouthful of wine, put out the fire, Du Wei lazily shrunk in the chair, looking at the sky.

The starry sky was still bright, and Dewey suddenly asked himself, "to me... What is the meaning of life?"

After sitting like this for a long time, just as he felt a little tired and was ready to get up and go back to sleep, suddenly, duvet's heart moved! His strong mental power can feel a wave in the air around him!

The weak fluctuation of the air current couldn't hide duvet's mental strength. He sat up and looked around with twinkling eyes!

"You seem to have a keen sense." In the dark, suddenly a melodious voice came to me!

This voice sounds very old, but the tone is very soft, even with a smile: "according to what I have heard about you before, it seems that you should not have this level of mental strength... Mr. duverolin."

A shadow suddenly floated out of the balcony railing in front of him!

In the dark, this man was wearing a white robe, which was a wizard's robe. He has an old face with a long beard, delicate eyebrows and a gentle smile. He just looks at Dewey like a needle!

It's hard for Dewey to be watched like this.

"Who are you?" Dewey frowned: "a sorcerer, sir? I don't seem to have anything to do with the magician Union

The body of the old man in the wizard's robe floated over the railing and fell a few steps in front of Du Wei. He still has a smile on his face... I have to say that although he is very old, he has delicate skin and shining eyes that do not match his age!

Dewey has never seen a man with such bright eyes!

"You surprised me... Because before, I thought you were just a noble kid who would be a little bit careful and cheat." The old magician smiles and looks at Dewey: "but now it seems that you still have excellent mental power... Oh, can you do magic, too? You don't have to pinch the magic fingerprint of fire... Don't be on my guard. Because... It's no use at all. "

Dewey looked at the guy more carefully. "Who the hell are you?"

"Me..." the old magician suddenly walked to Dewey. He bent down and picked up the wine bottle on the table. Then he took a sip of it and sighed: "it's very good wine. The wine of the Rowling family is always so good... You should feel honored, my child, because you are the first Rowling family to buy me a drink in the last 100 years."

"You were... Peeping at me?" Dewey sank his face! Semel's existence is a big secret. Dewey doesn't want others to know that he is surrounded by an invisible magical creature.

"No. I don't do that kind of boring thing The old magician said with a smile: "I just got here... Alas, I haven't been to the Lorraine plain for many years. I almost lost my way. By the way... So late, you are not in the room, but drinking in such a place... Is the discipline of the Luolin family so relaxed and free now? "

Dewey began to be wary: "I seem to know the Rowling family well?"“ "No, no, no..." the old magician said with a calm smile, "I just knew a few people of the Rowling family when I was young. Oh... That was a long time ago. "“ All right... "Dewey spoke carefully and sat up straight. His hand had shrunk into his sleeve and he gently clasped a magic scroll:" Mr. magician, you are not just passing by when you visit late at night, are you? "“ Me... I came to see you. " The old magician thought for a moment, as if he suddenly thought of his intention: "originally, I just wanted to ask you to return some things."“ What? "“ A few things. " The old magician sighed: "you blackmailed a lot of good things from my little fool apprentice... Although the child's mind is simple, he can't watch his apprentice being teased like this." Dewey finally understood: "you... Are you Vivian's teacher?"（ There's another chapter in the evening, smashing tickets-