Chapter 204： Failure

Chapter 204 Failure

 The night is already deep.

 In the quiet corridor, there were faint sounds of footsteps coming from a distance.

 At the corner of the dark corridor, a pale light suddenly lit up. However, there was no one behind the ball of light, like a ghost floating in the void.

For a moment, the light ball stopped in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady. The lady, who was just about to take a rest, was obviously dissatisfied with her sleep being disturbed. Before she opened her eyes and asked for the password, she was surprised to find that the door behind her was closed. The person opened from the inside.

 “The time is just right.” Lee Jordan’s voice came from the dark passage.

The ball of light floated into the passage, and the Fat Lady's portrait closed again, blocking the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

The gatekeeper lady still looks like she has seen a ghost at this moment.

In fact, the people who were in the corridor just now were Fred and George. They were also cast under the Disillusionment Curse, so they were invisible. When the Luminous Curse was used, it made people feel like ghosts floating in the void.

The Gryffindor door suddenly opened because the twins had made an appointment with Lee Jordan. When they came back on time, Lee Jordan opened the Gryffindor common room door from the inside and let them Come in so you can bypass the Fat Lady.

 “What did you get?” Lee Jordan asked, rubbing his hands.

"Butter biscuits." Fred took out the oil paper bag and looked at Lee Jordan who reached out to grab it with a reproachful look. "We will eat it when we go back to the dormitory."

“You must have eaten in the kitchen.” Lee Jordan said with his mouth shut.

 This is inevitable!

After a moment, the common room fell into silence again, and the footsteps of the three people gradually faded away.

The door of a certain dormitory was pushed open without warning.

 A dark shadow was quietly approaching the back of the figure sitting in the armchair.

 “What’s a late night snack?” the man in the armchair suddenly asked.

 “Butter biscuits,” said one person.

 “Do you want it?” another person asked while eating.

 “It’s about to be eaten by that guy.” The third person said.

"Leave some for me." Albert took a deep breath, and after lifting the illusion spell on the two of them, he took a sip of the cold milk tea and examined the transfiguration paper he had just finished in front of him.

"You look like you're tired?" Fred handed a cup of freshly brewed milk tea to Albert, glanced at the paper next to him and said, "Why do you find so many things for yourself? You're not asking for trouble. ?"

"Thank you." Albert took the teacup, but did not drink the milk tea inside. He turned his head and stared at Fred and said, "I would be more grateful to you if you didn't have to bite the teacup on your nose to make me milk tea."

Fred was also stunned.

George chuckled on the side because he was the one who brought the teacup to Fred.

Albert glanced at George, then moved his gaze to Lee Jordan, who was eating a midnight snack and said: "Leave some butter biscuits for me, I'm a little hungry, and don't think I don't know you want to take the last one." Leave it to me.”

 Lee Jordan opened his mouth, but he didn't expect that Albert would see through him.

Not long ago, Albert upgraded Legilimency and Occlumency to Level 2 and Level 3 respectively in one go. Although the experience consumed made him feel a little painful, Albert knew that this was a necessary process.

Occlumency is like a protective shield for thinking. With this skill, he does not need to worry about his thoughts being easily seen through.

If the skill points hadn't been used up, Albert would have wanted to upgrade Occlumency to level four.

This kind of protection is really important to Albert. As a time traveler, he doesn’t want anyone to know his secrets under any circumstances.

Furthermore, if he wanted to tell Dumbledore about the Ravenclaw Diadem, he would have to invest more experience and skill points in this area.

Of course, it’s worth it. Tom’s Horcrux mission can provide him with plenty of experience afterwards!

"How are the wizard cards from other colleges doing?" Albert reached out and took the oil paper bag handed over by Lee Jordan, took out a butter biscuit from it, put it into his mouth and chewed it while asking.

"Ravenclaw has confirmed more than twenty cards, and Hufflepuff has fewer cards, only eighteen." Lee Jordan thought for a moment and then said: "By the way, there are two more cards planned today. Joining our club, they all want to have their own card.”

 “Hmm.” Albert responded noncommittally.

“The three of us have started practicing the copying spell, which should reduce your stress.

 In fact, it is not without benefits to keep copying wizard cards. Albert's copy spell has been upgraded to more than level two.

“Speaking of which, I’ve always been curious, what’s in that box?” Fred asked, pointing to a box on Albert’s bedside table.

 “If you want to know, bring it over.” Albert didn’t intend to hide it from them.

After getting the consent, George quickly brought the box over. He was also curious about what was inside. Last time, he saw Albert put the protective bracelet inside.

 After opening the box, there are three middle-finger-long metal objects on the first layer. They have a beautiful silver appearance and look a bit like a cylindrical lighter.

"A failed product made a while ago." Albert explained to the three of them rather helplessly.

“What is this?” George picked up an item in confusion, looked at the sun-like pattern on the surface, and turned his head to ask.

“You will know after you open it and take a look.” Albert said expressionlessly.

The three of them looked at each other, and finally George pressed it. Then, they saw the top of the object open, and a light ball flew out of it. After the light ball floated into the air, it suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.

“Hell, what the **** is this?” The three of them were startled by the bright light, and George even had the items in his hands shaken off.

"I call it a flash bomb for the time being." Albert put a piece of biscuit into his mouth, bent down to pick up the items that fell on the ground and continued: "Well, one of the failed products was originally planned to be a magic prop that can store light sources. , it succeeded, but also failed, and became a disposable consumable. Although it can store light **** by itself, it is actually useless."

 Albert actually considered using it to make cheaper flash bombs.

 “Asshole, I can’t see my eyes.”

“It’s okay, you’ll be fine soon.” Albert comforted casually.

"Sinister, but I like it. What did you do to make this thing?" Lee Jordan couldn't help asking, his eyes were still crying.

 “It’s said to be a failure.”

 Speaking of this matter, Albert was very depressed. This thing was actually a failure of the deluminator.

 A while ago, Albert got some help from other wizards, but he only produced such a failure.

"Aren't you going to open a gamer's laugh shop? You can use this technology to research and develop flash bombs in the future." Albert planned to reuse the waste, which can be regarded as an achievement.

 “I don’t think it’s funny at all,” George said dryly.

"No, no, he can blind your eyes." Fred said with a smile, "It is especially effective in dark places."

"This thing can be used as a protective weapon...well, forget it." Albert muttered, touching his chin.

Most wizards will only pay attention to the opponent's wand. It would be great fun to throw it as a flash bomb during a battle. After all, wizards don't usually pay attention to such things.

 Albert is still a little worried about the items he has made. If one day he accidentally gets himself into trouble, it will be a tragedy.

 “What about this?” Lee Jordan asked, pointing to the second item.

“You’ll know when you open it.” Albert continued to drink milk tea and eat biscuits, preparing to wipe away the last remaining butter biscuits in the oil paper bag.

“Here you go!” Li Jordan handed the thing to Fred, who glanced at Albert and turned on the switch.

 “Go to shit, go to eat shit, go to eat shit.” After a moment, a stunned and familiar voice came from inside.

This voice was very loud, and it was shouted in a loud voice, which made Fred freeze on the spot.

"The sound will last for more than thirty seconds." Albert said.

“It doesn’t seem to do much good except startle people!” muttered George.

“It can store sounds.” Albert explained that he originally planned to use it to store the cries of mandrakes, but since it had not been tested yet, it was still unknown whether it would be successful.

After all, even Albert doesn’t know how the mandrake’s cry kills people. Is it infrasonic killing, or is it a magical curse?

Hmm, the latter may be more likely, after all, it’s more magical.

 “What’s this last thing?”

 “Don’t open it, it stores the stench,” warned Albert.

"How much free time do you have to make these things?" George felt that Albert was quite boring. He originally thought that Albert would make some more interesting magic items, but he didn't expect that he would actually make them. Something like this.

 “Do you know what these three are together?” Albert asked with a strange expression.

“What is it?” the three people asked in confusion.

 “Shock bomb!” Albert said.

"what is that?"

 An alchemy tool that can knock out people around you when thrown.

However, Albert feels that this kind of thing is still a bit useless, and a surprise attack may be effective.

 But if the stun spell can be atomized and stored, it should be able to achieve similar effects.

 The three of them looked at each other and expressed that they did not understand at all.

 “What about the second floor?” Lee Jordan continued to ask.

Albert put the things back and opened the second layer of the box, which contained various versions of protective bracelets and amulets.

“Is this the latest version?” Fred asked, pointing to the most exquisitely crafted wooden bracelet.

"Well, no, I have the latest version in my hand." Albert shook his wrist and said, "Version 3.0, its effect is like this."

Albert raised his hand and pushed George gently. Before his arm could touch the other person, an invisible force pushed George away.

 “I feel like I hit something,” George muttered.

"It must be the Iron Armor Curse." Fred's eyes lit up, "It feels good."

“The original idea was a simple wand.” Albert explained, which would allow me to use the Iron Armor Curse without a wand and making no sound.

 “You succeeded?” Fred was very excited. Of course he knew what it meant.

"Well, that's right. However, it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product." Albert shook his head. The most annoying thing is that this new skill still does not appear on his skill panel.

 (End of this chapter)