Chapter 116 Vacuum Cleaner
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
Since discovering the secret of the crown, Tver has been reading books whenever he has free time.
It's just that too much magic power and vitality are consumed every time it is turned on. Coupled with staying up late to read, the dark circles under Tver's eyes that took him a year to disappear are showing signs of recovery.
So after the flu passed, he became the focus of Madam Pomfrey's attention, often standing at the door holding a cup of potion with added ingredients.
"You are a professor, how can you teach students when you are sick?"
So Tver had to teach the students while his ears were smoking.
This scene was also filmed by first-year student Colin Creevey.
It is said that Tver is now his second idol, and from time to time he brings a camera to pretend to meet him by chance, trying to take a photo and then ask Tver to give him his autograph.
"Colin Creevey, your confinement will be administered tonight by Professor McGonagall - Turville Foley."
This is also a signature. The helpful Tver smiled and watched Colin leave the office dejectedly.
"Okay, now it's your three's turn."
The Harry trio, who were carrying large and small tools, immediately lowered their heads, fearing that they would be put into confinement again.
It took them two weeks, intermittently, to clean the entire eight floors of the castle.
The relationship between the three has also become very weird.
Every time the cleaning started and ended, Ron and Malfoy would quarrel with each other. Either Ron would find fault or Malfoy would ridicule. At this time, Harry would be the peacemaker and persuade them to work together.
They listened to this, but it was Harry himself who was hurt!
Ron and Malfoy shifted the battlefield of their dispute to all aspects of cleaning, and the target was Harry!
The two of them gave Harry all kinds of problems and made all kinds of unrealistic suggestions——
"Harry, could you sweep the ceiling?"
"Potter! The floor here is not even, how can I mop it!"
Now Harry only has one thought: end this confinement as soon as possible!
Fortunately, Professor Welfare never checked their cleaning work, so they got to the last day smoothly.
Today is Saturday, and it is also the eve of Halloween. In order not to delay the dinner, the professor deliberately arranged the confinement time in the afternoon.
Now they just wait for the professor's nod and they can go to the dinner.
"In that case, then come with me."
"Huh?"*3
Harry and the other three looked up in surprise.
"What else are we going to do?"
"Of course I'm going to the eighth floor to inspect the fruits of your labor," Tver said matter-of-factly. "I feel like I've let down your efforts without inspecting them so many times."
Ron waved his hand quickly, and the rag that had not yet been wrung out was splashing with water.
"Professor, you are so busy, why do you have the nerve to make you tired?"
"Ah, yes, yes," Malfoy nodded his head repeatedly, "Your time is so precious, and wasting it on us in confinement already makes us feel guilty."
But Tver still came to them firmly and said to them with a smile on his face: "Come with me with your tools and let me see the fruits of your labor."
Harry and the other three were suddenly too nervous to speak, and followed Tver obediently towards the eighth floor.
When the dinner was approaching, most of the students gathered in the auditorium, that is, running down. There were not many walking up like them.
"Professor?" Hermione looked at the group of people in surprise.
She also thought about waiting for Harry and Ron to finish their confinement and go to Nearly Headless Nico's death anniversary dinner together, but they met halfway.
Harry and Ron quickly pulled her to whisper and told her the professor's decision.
So they added a little witch to watch.
"You have been using ordinary tools during this period. What do you think?" Tver suddenly asked while walking in the corridor on the eighth floor.
The three Harrys were startled by the sudden question and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Hermione was willing to answer, but the professor obviously wasn't asking her a question, so she had to suppress her right hand that was about to move.
After a while, Malfoy said hesitantly: "No need for magic, cleaning is too tiring."
He complained slightly, and Harry and Ron nodded in support.
"What about Harry, I remember you live in a Muggle family, right? What is your daily cleaning like?"
Harry was stunned and said, "It's Aunt Petunia. She always cleans the house very skillfully."
Although he didn't like the Dursleys, he had to admire Aunt Petunia for her ease in housework.
"Yes, Muggles don't have magic and can still complete the cleaning work very well, so why do you have to be lazy?" Tweel pointed to the spider web in the corner.
The three of them immediately lowered their heads in guilt, and only dared to steal a glance at the expressionless professor, watching him wave his wand and clean up the place.
"If we can use magic, we won't have to be as tired as Muggles, and we can clean cleaner." Malfoy muttered uneasily.
"Muggles don't have to be so tired!" Hermione glared at him dissatisfied, "We have a vacuum cleaner at home, which can easily clean the floor!"
"Vacuum cleaner?" Ron and Malfoy looked at her blankly.
Harry did know about this kind of machine. Seeing Hermione's bulging face, he had no choice but to educate them personally.
"Hey, that can't be compared with magic. At best, it just reduces some work." Malfoy waved his hand disdainfully.
Tver suddenly turned to look at them, "What if there are more advanced machines in the future?"
Malfoy shrank his neck and looked at the people beside him for help.
Unfortunately, Hermione crossed her arms and still looked at him dissatisfied, while Harry and Ron even turned away their heads, pretending to admire the tapestry.
He could only reply timidly: "That's just like magic."
"And what if Muggles no longer need to clean, and all the dust is automatically cleaned up?"
"That...that..." Malfoy hesitated, "That's impossible!"
This possibility, let alone Harry and Ron, Hermione couldn't think of how to achieve this level.
Looking at their confused eyes, Tver smiled indifferently.
Not to mention those who stay in the magical world, even Muggles today cannot imagine how far human technology will advance in the future.
The only thing that is clear is that they will continue to advance technologically.
"Having never experienced it, you can be sure?"
Malfoy realized that the professor's attitude had softened and he was becoming bolder.
"Then consider them powerful!" He raised his little head and said loudly and confidently.
Tver couldn't help grinning and patted him on the shoulder.
"So, don't underestimate Muggles. They have powerful powers that we don't understand, and they are becoming more powerful."
Malfoy was stunned for a moment, his lips trembled, but he said nothing.
Harry and the others also looked at Tver in surprise, while Hermione was the only one who fell into thinking.
Tver did not continue to explain, but opened his hands.
"Okay, your confinement is over, I hope I left a lasting impression on you, go ahead, the Halloween dinner is waiting for you."
It's just that too much magic power and vitality are consumed every time it is turned on. Coupled with staying up late to read, the dark circles under Tver's eyes that took him a year to disappear are showing signs of recovery.
So after the flu passed, he became the focus of Madam Pomfrey's attention, often standing at the door holding a cup of potion with added ingredients.
"You are a professor, how can you teach students when you are sick?"
So Tver had to teach the students while his ears were smoking.
This scene was also filmed by first-year student Colin Creevey.
It is said that Tver is now his second idol, and from time to time he brings a camera to pretend to meet him by chance, trying to take a photo and then ask Tver to give him his autograph.
"Colin Creevey, your confinement will be administered tonight by Professor McGonagall - Turville Foley."
This is also a signature. The helpful Tver smiled and watched Colin leave the office dejectedly.
"Okay, now it's your three's turn."
The Harry trio, who were carrying large and small tools, immediately lowered their heads, fearing that they would be put into confinement again.
It took them two weeks, intermittently, to clean the entire eight floors of the castle.
The relationship between the three has also become very weird.
Every time the cleaning started and ended, Ron and Malfoy would quarrel with each other. Either Ron would find fault or Malfoy would ridicule. At this time, Harry would be the peacemaker and persuade them to work together.
They listened to this, but it was Harry himself who was hurt!
Ron and Malfoy shifted the battlefield of their dispute to all aspects of cleaning, and the target was Harry!
The two of them gave Harry all kinds of problems and made all kinds of unrealistic suggestions——
"Harry, could you sweep the ceiling?"
"Potter! The floor here is not even, how can I mop it!"
Now Harry only has one thought: end this confinement as soon as possible!
Fortunately, Professor Welfare never checked their cleaning work, so they got to the last day smoothly.
Today is Saturday, and it is also the eve of Halloween. In order not to delay the dinner, the professor deliberately arranged the confinement time in the afternoon.
Now they just wait for the professor's nod and they can go to the dinner.
"In that case, then come with me."
"Huh?"*3
Harry and the other three looked up in surprise.
"What else are we going to do?"
"Of course I'm going to the eighth floor to inspect the fruits of your labor," Tver said matter-of-factly. "I feel like I've let down your efforts without inspecting them so many times."
Ron waved his hand quickly, and the rag that had not yet been wrung out was splashing with water.
"Professor, you are so busy, why do you have the nerve to make you tired?"
"Ah, yes, yes," Malfoy nodded his head repeatedly, "Your time is so precious, and wasting it on us in confinement already makes us feel guilty."
But Tver still came to them firmly and said to them with a smile on his face: "Come with me with your tools and let me see the fruits of your labor."
Harry and the other three were suddenly too nervous to speak, and followed Tver obediently towards the eighth floor.
When the dinner was approaching, most of the students gathered in the auditorium, that is, running down. There were not many walking up like them.
"Professor?" Hermione looked at the group of people in surprise.
She also thought about waiting for Harry and Ron to finish their confinement and go to Nearly Headless Nico's death anniversary dinner together, but they met halfway.
Harry and Ron quickly pulled her to whisper and told her the professor's decision.
So they added a little witch to watch.
"You have been using ordinary tools during this period. What do you think?" Tver suddenly asked while walking in the corridor on the eighth floor.
The three Harrys were startled by the sudden question and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Hermione was willing to answer, but the professor obviously wasn't asking her a question, so she had to suppress her right hand that was about to move.
After a while, Malfoy said hesitantly: "No need for magic, cleaning is too tiring."
He complained slightly, and Harry and Ron nodded in support.
"What about Harry, I remember you live in a Muggle family, right? What is your daily cleaning like?"
Harry was stunned and said, "It's Aunt Petunia. She always cleans the house very skillfully."
Although he didn't like the Dursleys, he had to admire Aunt Petunia for her ease in housework.
"Yes, Muggles don't have magic and can still complete the cleaning work very well, so why do you have to be lazy?" Tweel pointed to the spider web in the corner.
The three of them immediately lowered their heads in guilt, and only dared to steal a glance at the expressionless professor, watching him wave his wand and clean up the place.
"If we can use magic, we won't have to be as tired as Muggles, and we can clean cleaner." Malfoy muttered uneasily.
"Muggles don't have to be so tired!" Hermione glared at him dissatisfied, "We have a vacuum cleaner at home, which can easily clean the floor!"
"Vacuum cleaner?" Ron and Malfoy looked at her blankly.
Harry did know about this kind of machine. Seeing Hermione's bulging face, he had no choice but to educate them personally.
"Hey, that can't be compared with magic. At best, it just reduces some work." Malfoy waved his hand disdainfully.
Tver suddenly turned to look at them, "What if there are more advanced machines in the future?"
Malfoy shrank his neck and looked at the people beside him for help.
Unfortunately, Hermione crossed her arms and still looked at him dissatisfied, while Harry and Ron even turned away their heads, pretending to admire the tapestry.
He could only reply timidly: "That's just like magic."
"And what if Muggles no longer need to clean, and all the dust is automatically cleaned up?"
"That...that..." Malfoy hesitated, "That's impossible!"
This possibility, let alone Harry and Ron, Hermione couldn't think of how to achieve this level.
Looking at their confused eyes, Tver smiled indifferently.
Not to mention those who stay in the magical world, even Muggles today cannot imagine how far human technology will advance in the future.
The only thing that is clear is that they will continue to advance technologically.
"Having never experienced it, you can be sure?"
Malfoy realized that the professor's attitude had softened and he was becoming bolder.
"Then consider them powerful!" He raised his little head and said loudly and confidently.
Tver couldn't help grinning and patted him on the shoulder.
"So, don't underestimate Muggles. They have powerful powers that we don't understand, and they are becoming more powerful."
Malfoy was stunned for a moment, his lips trembled, but he said nothing.
Harry and the others also looked at Tver in surprise, while Hermione was the only one who fell into thinking.
Tver did not continue to explain, but opened his hands.
"Okay, your confinement is over, I hope I left a lasting impression on you, go ahead, the Halloween dinner is waiting for you."
