Chapter 500: To know how to enjoy life

"Tom, Tom, where are you, it's time to sleep."

The door of the room on the second floor was knocked lightly, and Nya opened the door, sneaked in quietly, looked at Albert sitting at the desk, and asked: "Is Tom here?"

"It should go to the master bedroom to blow on the air conditioner." Albert said. Air-conditioning is installed in two places in their home, the master bedroom and the living room where Daisy and Herb sleep.

As a cat who likes to enjoy life, after the air conditioner in the living room was turned off, he naturally ran to the master bedroom to rub the air conditioner, but in Albert and Nia's room, only a fan was spinning.

"Oh."

Before Nia left, she took another look at Albert and closed the door with her backhand. She went down the stairs and ran to knock on the door of the master bedroom, "Mom, is Tom on your side?"

"Tom is here." Daisy said, pointing to the fat cat on the chair.

"Tom, it's time to go back to sleep."

The girl quickly picked up Tom Fat Cat and returned to her room.

In the magic world, magic that can create ice is relatively rare. At least Albert hasn’t discovered any magic that can create ice and cold for the time being. Even if the spell contains freezing spells, it does not make objects really freeze.

As Gu Albert knows, the most effective way to create cold is actually dementors. Wherever dementors are infested, the surrounding temperature will become extremely cold, even the hot water in the cup can be frozen in a short time. Ice cubes.

If you can seal the dementor in a container, maybe you can make a magical refrigerator and air conditioner.

The Dementor air conditioner is very interesting when you think about it.

"I guess no one would dare to buy it!" Albert laughed at himself.

After all, wizards basically stay away from dark creatures like dementors.

Not to mention that there is an air conditioner with a dementor in the house.

In fact, Albert knows that the Florin Fosco ice cream shop uses a magical version of the Muggle refrigerator, just like Arthur's flying Ford gas car.

Magic sometimes works well.

As for the prohibition on magical things made by Muggles?

Old Fosco didn't really care much.

Anyway, I didn't recognize it, and I still have to say whether it is illegal or not.

Moreover, the old Fusco's relationship is very wide, and basically no one will specifically trouble him.

"What are you thinking about?"

Isobel's voice came from the double-sided mirror.

"I'm wondering how the wizard spends the hot summer without air conditioning and electric fans?" Albert looked at the girl in the pajamas in the double-sided mirror, and smiled and told the other person his thoughts.

"You are so courageous. I dare say no one except you would have thought of locking up the dementor and using it as a cooling tool." Isobel reached out and covered his forehead as Albert's Bold and feel helpless.

However, after having used the cursed mandela as a weapon last time, the girl had no doubt that Albert would one day put it into action.

Dementor cooler, it sounds funny.

It will definitely become a joke in the magic world!

"A small number of wizards will cast basic movement spells on the blades to achieve the effect of what you call a fan." Isobel thought for a while, still clarifying Albert.

"Of course, you can also use the weather modification spell to create a windy environment."

"How about most wizards?"

"In fact, most wizards are not very afraid of heat. They are used to that kind of life." Isabel added, "Especially the dark wizards, who live in the gloomy castles and manors themselves. They all exude a chill."

Of course, in the last sentence, Isabel is joking.

But her words are also very reasonable, is the dark wizard afraid of heat?

No, they are not afraid.

This is probably a cold joke in the magic world!

"Is bubble tea delicious?" Albert changed the subject.

Talking about the Dementor and the Dark Wizard in the night is too unsentimental.

"That's delicious, Katrina loves those black pearls with Q bombs."

With his chin in his hands, Isobel looked at Albert in the double-sided mirror and said: "However, I tried to make it several times with the tapioca flour you sent, but failed. Bubble milk tea is your drink. ?"

"Well, it's a very popular drink, usually with some ice cubes in it." Albert said here, after a pause, and asked, "I'm more curious, how do the wizards get the ice cubes, do they Don’t you need fresh food?"

"This...I don't know much." Isobel shook his head.

"Most wizards don't care how to make their lives more comfortable. They don't even know how to enjoy life without Tom." Albert said helplessly: "They never use magic to improve their living environment."

"It can be seen that you are a person who likes to enjoy life." Isabel said casually.

"No one wants to be frozen in the cold winter, and no one wants to be heated in the warm weather." Albert murmured, "The wizards in the British magic world are a bit old-fashioned. I heard that most wizards in the United States are I am very familiar with Muggle life and know how to make myself better."

"I am not very familiar with the American magic world."

"You can help me find related magic. When I go to school, I am teaching me. It is too uncomfortable not to be able to use magic." Albert couldn't help complaining about it again. "I don't dare to bang now. With my own wand, Hertok and I mentioned the toad of Dolores. I don't want to deal with the director of the Department of Magic for the Prohibition of Abuse of the Ministry of Magic. That guy is purely a big trouble."

"Okay, but don't expect too much." Isobel covered a yawn.

At this moment, an owl flew in from the window. Albert thought it was Sheila who came back, but he did not expect it to be a gray night owl.

It threw a letter on the table, and ate some owl nuts in Sheila's trough~www.NovelMTL.com~ and then flew away.

Fortunately, Shera is not there, otherwise the two sides will have to fight.

Sheryl seemed to have something to do today, so she flew away by herself, and she probably didn't know where to send her letter back.

"Katrina is here, that's it for now, good night!"

Isobel took a piece of cloth to wrap the double-sided mirror and put it in the drawer next to it.

"good night."

Albert also put away the double-sided mirror, and when he was about to open Serra's letter, another owl flew in, and Sheila returned, and sent him a letter back.

The letter was actually written by Hermione, which surprised Albert.

Hermione said in the letter that she had lost contact with Harry, and Ron had never been able to contact Harry.

Albert naturally knew what was wrong with Harry, and the house elves of the Malfoy family intercepted all Harry Potter's letters.

"He may be in trouble. Potter's family doesn't seem to like wizards very much. Maybe they didn't let Potter reply and locked up his owl. You know, underage wizards cannot use magic." I wrote some advice to Hermione: "If you can't reach Potter, you can go to Potter's house. I think Hagrid should know where Harry lives."

"You can keep up with Hagrid and tell him that Harry is in a little trouble. I think Hagrid would be willing to go there in person.

After Albert finished writing, he did not hand the letter to Shera, and was about to wait for his owl to regain his strength before letting it deliver the letter.

At this time, another owl flew in and threw a letter on his table.

Albert picked up the letter with a strange expression, because the letter actually came from the United States on the other side of the ocean.

I have no friends in the United States.

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