Chapter 285 Honest Detector
"Stop poking, you're almost blinding other people's eyes."
In a certain dormitory, Lee Jordan is poking around with a gold rod he just bought from Zuko's joke shop.
That golden rod is called the Honesty Detector, a primitive Dark Arts Detector that can detect hidden spells and magic items.
Naturally, there are not so many hidden spells and magic items in ordinary dormitories, but their dormitory has Albert, a genius, and Lee Jordan really found many hidden spells, such as cabinets, books, and mirrors. reacted.
Anyway, Lee Jordan is poking around with the Honesty Probe all over his face right now.
"Be careful Albert beats you when he comes back." Fred, who was playing cards, couldn't help warning.
"As long as you don't tell me, he certainly doesn't know." Lee Jordan threw a chicken-flavored multi-flavored bean into his mouth, poked Albert's cabinet with a gold rod and said, "I know that Albert made many Magic items are kept inside."
"Don't try it, it's covered with magic, and it won't open with the Alahoo opening spell."
"What about picking the lock?"
"If you pry it, Albert will definitely beat you later."
"Lee Jordan can't pick locks." George was very depressed. He lost again. It seemed that he had never beaten Fred in poker. Albert always said that there was something wrong with his deck, but George didn't want to change the deck. .
"What do you think Albert bought this silver arrow for?" After packing up the wizard cards, Fred took out the silver arrow from under Albert's bed and placed it on the table for careful observation. Although it is an antique broom, the workmanship is really exquisite, not as rough as other antique brooms at all.
"I don't know, maybe, maybe... Want to collect this antique broom?" George said uncertainly.
"Look, there is also a hidden spell on the broom." Lee Jordan poked the broom with a gold rod and said excitedly.
"Don't play with that thing here." Fred gave Lee Jordan an angry look, "I prefer to believe that Albert is going to study the structure of the broom, and plans to make a new broom for himself!"
The difficulty of making a broomstick is actually not high. The real difficulty is how to make the craftsmanship of the broomstick better.
"Pick the lock for me." Lee Jordan poked George with a stick, and asked, "The Gryffindor treasure map you found last time is also inside."
"Speaking of which, what about others?" George asked impatiently, pushing away Lee Jordan's stick.
"I don't know." Fred shook his head.
Just after returning from Hogsmeade, Albert disappeared inexplicably.
"While he is away..."
"I said, are you annoying? If you have time, go and fix the wizard card game."
George walked to the counter and took out a bunch of cards from a box. Those were the wizard cards he and Fred were trying to make, but compared with Albert's wizard cards, there was still a gap.
Lee Jordan took the opportunity to move the gold 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 No Trace Stretching Curse.
So far, he has practiced for more than ten minutes, but the traceless stretching spell has never taken effect, and the traceless stretching spell does not appear on the skill panel.
"As expected of profound magic, it feels really difficult." Albert murmured.
"Incremental expansion!"
Concentrated, he swung his wand again to cast a spell on the box.
However, the Untraceable Stretching Curse still had no effect, which made him a little depressed, feeling that he was cheated by the rewards on the task panel.
Why not directly master it yourself?
"Where will the problem lie?" Albert tried hard to recall the process of Professor Smith casting the spell.
My own magic power should be enough, and there is nothing wrong with casting spells and waving wand gestures.
Although it cannot be ruled out that Professor Smith deliberately misled himself, the possibility of this should not be great!
"But where is the problem?"
Albert took a deep breath, suppressing the irritability surging in his heart. He temporarily gave up practicing the Untraceable Stretching Mantra, and flipped through the books he borrowed from the restricted area, which indeed recorded the learning method of the Untraceable Stretching Mantra.
Albert spent a lot of time carefully reading the part about the Untraceable Stretching Curse a few times. When he closed the book, he already realized what was wrong with him, and his face suddenly darkened.
The Untraceable Stretching Mantra is considered to be an advanced spell that is difficult to master. Naturally, there is a reason. When using a spell, it is necessary to repeatedly determine the capacity to be expanded, and apparition needs to know the destination accurately, and the Patronus Charm requires pleasant memory. similar.
However, Professor Smith never reminded Albert of this problem, so it is not surprising that the spell will fail.
"The rewards for this mission are really bad!" Albert grumbled.
He wasn't quite sure why Professor Smith only taught him spells and gestures, but didn't teach him the essentials of casting spells. He didn't want him to learn, or he said... Forget it, and he'll find out next time he goes to Professor Smith.
"Incremental expansion!"
Albert picked up the wand and tried again. This time the spell finally worked. He reached out and probed into the box, and the space inside did increase a little.
He flipped through the skills on the panel again, and sure enough, he managed to find the skill of the Untraceable Stretching Curse.
The difficulty of the traceless stretching spell is related to the expanded area.
Albert did not rush to upgrade, but began to think about how to use the fur of the swamp digger to make a pair of protective gloves for himself. The fur of the swamp digger that Mundungus bought for him is not small. It can be used to make gloves first, and then to make containers for Mandrakes.
There is no tailor in his skill panel, and the first-level tailor probably can't make any good gloves. It is best to find someone to help. Albert remembers that there is a tailor shop in Diagon Alley, and he can write a letter to that fat witch. Believe me, if the other party is willing to help, that's the best.
If the other party is unwilling, you can only find a way by yourself.
Level 1 tailoring skills always feel a bit unreliable.
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At lunch time, Albert appeared in the lobby on time, and his three roommates had already arrived, waving at him.
"What happened to 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 next to him was secretly laughing.
"He poked around with the honesty detector, and the result was..." George shrugged helplessly.
"I was just joking, you are too harsh." Lee Jordan couldn't help complaining.
"I didn't do it on purpose, instinctive reaction, instinctive reaction."
"Why don't you go to Madam Pomfrey for help." Sitting next to him, Albert took a slice of bread and prepared a sandwich for himself.
However, Lee Jordan's face was a bit dark, and the black eye circles from being beaten could not be seen at all.
"Go." Fred said, "Where did you go?"
"Practice the spell on the eighth floor!" Albert said casually.
"You don't know...you have already learned it!" George looked at Albert in horror.
"How is it possible? It's just a bit of a clue, 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 rod and touched it to the protective bracelet on his wrist. Really had a reaction.
"This thing is called the honesty detector." Lee Jordan introduced. "Able to detect hidden spells and hidden magic items."
"The effect is very poor, it must 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 magical items in the wizarding world give Albert the feeling that they are very unreliable, and most wizards still need to rely on their own wands.
"After all, you can't expect anything from two Galleons." Lee Jordan muttered, he took the gold rod, poked Albert's body, and then...found a fist enlarged in front of him
"You are enough!" Albert glanced at Li Jordan.
"Then you don't have to beat me!" Lee Jordan covered his eyes and couldn't help protesting.
"Who made you cheap!"
Fred and George couldn't let themselves laugh. If it wasn't for Lee Jordan being dark enough, the two dark circles would be wonderful.
"By the way, I will make a joke prop that can create dark circles for others in the future, write it down, write it down." George took out the parchment and quickly recorded this good idea.
"Wow, you will bring this thing sometime." Lee Jordan looked at George in disbelief, as if he saw something incredible.
"Hmph, I learned this from Albert." George was able to wave the parchment triumphantly, and explained casually, "There are some interesting ideas recorded in it, and we will implement these good ideas 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 sarcasm George to express his dissatisfaction.
"We are still stockpiling useful knowledge. In two years, we will definitely be able to start making these things." Fred and George didn't care too much about Lee Jordan's sarcasm. They really don't have that ability yet, but In a few years, it will definitely be completed. Record it now to store some inspiration for the future. Even if you really don’t need it, there is no loss.
"You can't make much money selling those things." Albert interrupted suddenly after eating the sandwich.
"Then what do you say is valuable." Fred asked back.
"This thing."
Albert shook his wooden bracelet, and explained softly: "Professor Smith once complained to me that most wizards nowadays are very poor in defense against black arts, and they can't even use the Iron Armor Charm."
"You mean protective equipment?" George guessed immediately,
"Except for wizards who perform dangerous work, probably not many people will buy it?" Fred frowned.
"Recently, I got a very useful piece of news. In a few years, this thing will definitely sell well!" Albert cracked his lips and laughed, "The field of defense against the dark arts is the real cash cow."
"what news."
"The news is horrifying." Albert said mysteriously, "You definitely don't want to know, and you don't want to believe it."
(end of this chapter)