Chapter 221 Professional Repairman
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Hua Shui Jun
Chapter 221 Professional Repairman
When Harry sat down, he was still tightly clutching the cloth bag containing the remnants of Nimbus 2001, and the other two "old men" in the office had roughly guessed what Harry was visiting at this time.
"Minerva came over during the day, told me about your situation, and mentioned your broomstick by the way—"
Surprisingly, Professor Bryan, who is the director of this office, did not speak, but stared at him with shining eyes. Instead, Professor Lupine rubbed his hands on the exuberant flame front in the fireplace, and walked over lightly,
"You can tell she's worried about the future of the Gryffindor team this year."
Harry's face darkened all of a sudden, including his mood. Since he fell under the power of the Dementor once again, the Gryffindor team is now only one step away from being eliminated.
Harry suddenly thought whether he should apologize to Professor McGonagall, because the broom in his hand was given to him by Professor McGonagall in the first grade, and now, because of his weakness, the broom In the end, it ended up being torn apart.
"Of course"
As if seeing that he was in a bad mood, Professor Lupine immediately added, "Compared to the competition, Minerva obviously cares more about you."
"indeed so--"
At this time, Professor Brian suddenly interjected, "I was also complained by Professor McGonagall."
"But what does it matter to you?"
Harry asked a little surprised.
"Well, Professor McGonagall thinks—"
Amosta scratched his head, grinned and said
"She probably meant that if I had been on the field at the time, I might have been able to detect the signs before the group of dementors rushed into the campus. Well, this is indeed a lesson. I am planning to discuss it with the deans of the colleges. From now on, if there are activities where more than a certain number of teachers and students gather, they must be registered here in advance, so that I can spare time in advance to escort them."
"That's a really good idea, Amostar."
Lupine nodded approvingly.
"Even if there is no additional situation, if you have someone to supervise on-site, you can avoid conflicts among the young wizards of different colleges. To be honest, this kind of thing happened a lot during the years I was studying at Hogwarts."
Professor Bryan and Professor Lupine discussed the reporting process for a while. Harry was also a little interested in this topic. He listened quietly, not displeased at all for their neglect of him.
"So--"
Suddenly, Professor Brian turned his eyes on himself, and said bluntly,
"You came here because you wanted me to show you your broom, Potter?"
"Yes, Professor,"
Harry was carrying the cloth bag all the time, even when he sat down, it was impossible for a wizard like Professor Bryan to fail to understand something so conspicuous. Harry stood up immediately, and was spit on because he was too nervous. Choking and coughing several times,
"Very badly damaged. I'm not sure—"
Then, under the urging of Professor Brian and Lupine, Harry hurriedly poured out the residue in the cloth bag.
"Oh my god--"
Professor Lupine let out a small exclamation, but there was not much surprise in his voice. He looked at the foam on the desk and sighed deeply,
"The Whomping Willow was planted by them the year I arrived at Hogwarts. At the beginning, many young wizards were curious. They just tried to touch the trunk. Later, a boy named David Gjen almost Blind in one eye, the school won’t allow us to get close to him. To be honest, no broom can hold up.”
It also nearly killed Ron and me.
Harry felt sorry for him, but immediately, he noticed that Professor Blaine stood up from his sitting position, bent down and stretched out two index fingers to pinch the residue of a broom handle to watch carefully, Harry immediately held his breath He took a breath, and his blue eyes revealed a radiance of great anticipation.
There was a short period of silence in the office, and even the sound of cracking matches could hardly be heard.
After a while, Amosta picked up another piece of debris with his free hand, compared them with each other, and studied the magic corridors inside the broom that cannot be discerned from the normal perspective.
call--
After a long time, Amosta spliced the two pieces of diamond-shaped wood slags that fit each other together and placed them in front of him, shook out the wand in his cuff, and grunted, and then, under Harry's surprised gaze, the two pieces of wood A faint fluorescent light flowed through the cracks of the slag, and they were completely glued together.
"Success!"
Harry exclaimed excitedly, as if he had lifted a heavy burden all at once.
"Unbelievable—"
Looking at the two pieces of wood residue that had been spliced together, Lu Ping also showed a surprised expression,
"You can really fix Harry's broom, Amosta. As far as I know, the broomstick is a very sophisticated alchemy prop, especially the light wheel series, which has at least a thousand intricate magic corridors— —”
"not that simple."
Amosta's quick words shut Lupine's mouth and frozen the surprise on Harry's face.
"Back to the original—"
Amosta, who probably had a clue in his heart, pointed at a small pile of sawdust on the table with the tip of his stick, and gave a clear drink.
The tip of the ebony wand ejected a hazy airflow, and the wood dross was swept into the air by the airflow. Among the scattered sparks from time to time, the messy wood chips found their positions and glued together. Not long after, a complete Nimbus 2000 appeared in front of everyone!
It worked!
Looking at the Nimbus 2000 that was up and down in mid-air, wrapped in a faint air current, Harry's heart was filled with great joy.
"Your proficiency in alchemy is astonishing, Amostar."
Remus Lupine also gasped and said.
Amosta didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and took off the light wheel, his concentrated eyes followed the thumb rubbing on the broom handle, as if he was observing something by himself.
"Probably the only way to-"
After a while, Amosta said regretfully, seeing Harry with a happy face, he said calmly,
"Don't be too happy, Harry, I didn't fix your broom."
"But?"
Amosta waved his hand, motioning for Harry to be quiet,
"As Professor Lu Ping said, the internal structure of most alchemy props is very complicated, and there are usually hundreds of interconnected magic corridors. Although I barely welded most of the magic pathways inside this broom, but For lack of blueprints for the broom, for those places that suffered destructive damage—"
Lupine nodded knowingly, but Harry was still confused.
This is actually the reason why the same spell can have completely different effects in the hands of different people.
In the magic world, it can be said that more than 99% of wizards know the standard spells they use every day, but they don’t know why. Many wizards only know about magic, but they don’t know that magic is not “unprincipled”. Magic, similar to Muggle science, magic also follows a set of strict logical rules.
"That is to say—"
Amostar explained patiently,
"In the future, if you want to ride this broom to relax on the lawn, chasing butterflies or something, I don't think it will be a big problem. It may be that the steering is not very flexible, but you have to count on it for a fierce battle. high-intensity Quidditch game, Harry, then I suggest that you better carry a parachute when you go on the pitch--"
(End of this chapter)
When Harry sat down, he was still tightly clutching the cloth bag containing the remnants of Nimbus 2001, and the other two "old men" in the office had roughly guessed what Harry was visiting at this time.
"Minerva came over during the day, told me about your situation, and mentioned your broomstick by the way—"
Surprisingly, Professor Bryan, who is the director of this office, did not speak, but stared at him with shining eyes. Instead, Professor Lupine rubbed his hands on the exuberant flame front in the fireplace, and walked over lightly,
"You can tell she's worried about the future of the Gryffindor team this year."
Harry's face darkened all of a sudden, including his mood. Since he fell under the power of the Dementor once again, the Gryffindor team is now only one step away from being eliminated.
Harry suddenly thought whether he should apologize to Professor McGonagall, because the broom in his hand was given to him by Professor McGonagall in the first grade, and now, because of his weakness, the broom In the end, it ended up being torn apart.
"Of course"
As if seeing that he was in a bad mood, Professor Lupine immediately added, "Compared to the competition, Minerva obviously cares more about you."
"indeed so--"
At this time, Professor Brian suddenly interjected, "I was also complained by Professor McGonagall."
"But what does it matter to you?"
Harry asked a little surprised.
"Well, Professor McGonagall thinks—"
Amosta scratched his head, grinned and said
"She probably meant that if I had been on the field at the time, I might have been able to detect the signs before the group of dementors rushed into the campus. Well, this is indeed a lesson. I am planning to discuss it with the deans of the colleges. From now on, if there are activities where more than a certain number of teachers and students gather, they must be registered here in advance, so that I can spare time in advance to escort them."
"That's a really good idea, Amostar."
Lupine nodded approvingly.
"Even if there is no additional situation, if you have someone to supervise on-site, you can avoid conflicts among the young wizards of different colleges. To be honest, this kind of thing happened a lot during the years I was studying at Hogwarts."
Professor Bryan and Professor Lupine discussed the reporting process for a while. Harry was also a little interested in this topic. He listened quietly, not displeased at all for their neglect of him.
"So--"
Suddenly, Professor Brian turned his eyes on himself, and said bluntly,
"You came here because you wanted me to show you your broom, Potter?"
"Yes, Professor,"
Harry was carrying the cloth bag all the time, even when he sat down, it was impossible for a wizard like Professor Bryan to fail to understand something so conspicuous. Harry stood up immediately, and was spit on because he was too nervous. Choking and coughing several times,
"Very badly damaged. I'm not sure—"
Then, under the urging of Professor Brian and Lupine, Harry hurriedly poured out the residue in the cloth bag.
"Oh my god--"
Professor Lupine let out a small exclamation, but there was not much surprise in his voice. He looked at the foam on the desk and sighed deeply,
"The Whomping Willow was planted by them the year I arrived at Hogwarts. At the beginning, many young wizards were curious. They just tried to touch the trunk. Later, a boy named David Gjen almost Blind in one eye, the school won’t allow us to get close to him. To be honest, no broom can hold up.”
It also nearly killed Ron and me.
Harry felt sorry for him, but immediately, he noticed that Professor Blaine stood up from his sitting position, bent down and stretched out two index fingers to pinch the residue of a broom handle to watch carefully, Harry immediately held his breath He took a breath, and his blue eyes revealed a radiance of great anticipation.
There was a short period of silence in the office, and even the sound of cracking matches could hardly be heard.
After a while, Amosta picked up another piece of debris with his free hand, compared them with each other, and studied the magic corridors inside the broom that cannot be discerned from the normal perspective.
call--
After a long time, Amosta spliced the two pieces of diamond-shaped wood slags that fit each other together and placed them in front of him, shook out the wand in his cuff, and grunted, and then, under Harry's surprised gaze, the two pieces of wood A faint fluorescent light flowed through the cracks of the slag, and they were completely glued together.
"Success!"
Harry exclaimed excitedly, as if he had lifted a heavy burden all at once.
"Unbelievable—"
Looking at the two pieces of wood residue that had been spliced together, Lu Ping also showed a surprised expression,
"You can really fix Harry's broom, Amosta. As far as I know, the broomstick is a very sophisticated alchemy prop, especially the light wheel series, which has at least a thousand intricate magic corridors— —”
"not that simple."
Amosta's quick words shut Lupine's mouth and frozen the surprise on Harry's face.
"Back to the original—"
Amosta, who probably had a clue in his heart, pointed at a small pile of sawdust on the table with the tip of his stick, and gave a clear drink.
The tip of the ebony wand ejected a hazy airflow, and the wood dross was swept into the air by the airflow. Among the scattered sparks from time to time, the messy wood chips found their positions and glued together. Not long after, a complete Nimbus 2000 appeared in front of everyone!
It worked!
Looking at the Nimbus 2000 that was up and down in mid-air, wrapped in a faint air current, Harry's heart was filled with great joy.
"Your proficiency in alchemy is astonishing, Amostar."
Remus Lupine also gasped and said.
Amosta didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and took off the light wheel, his concentrated eyes followed the thumb rubbing on the broom handle, as if he was observing something by himself.
"Probably the only way to-"
After a while, Amosta said regretfully, seeing Harry with a happy face, he said calmly,
"Don't be too happy, Harry, I didn't fix your broom."
"But?"
Amosta waved his hand, motioning for Harry to be quiet,
"As Professor Lu Ping said, the internal structure of most alchemy props is very complicated, and there are usually hundreds of interconnected magic corridors. Although I barely welded most of the magic pathways inside this broom, but For lack of blueprints for the broom, for those places that suffered destructive damage—"
Lupine nodded knowingly, but Harry was still confused.
This is actually the reason why the same spell can have completely different effects in the hands of different people.
In the magic world, it can be said that more than 99% of wizards know the standard spells they use every day, but they don’t know why. Many wizards only know about magic, but they don’t know that magic is not “unprincipled”. Magic, similar to Muggle science, magic also follows a set of strict logical rules.
"That is to say—"
Amostar explained patiently,
"In the future, if you want to ride this broom to relax on the lawn, chasing butterflies or something, I don't think it will be a big problem. It may be that the steering is not very flexible, but you have to count on it for a fierce battle. high-intensity Quidditch game, Harry, then I suggest that you better carry a parachute when you go on the pitch--"
(End of this chapter)
