Chapter 414 Old Bans's Advice
A spacious and elegant study is hidden in a corner of the huge manor castle.
The entrance to the study is gently hidden by two carved wooden doors. The doors are carved with complex vines and classical patterns. Every time you open them, it seems to be uncovering a piece of dusty history.
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When you step into the study, the first thing you see is the towering ceiling, which is painted with exquisite murals, depicting Athena, the goddess of wisdom in ancient Greek mythology, with delicate brushstrokes. She holds an olive branch and has a penetrating gaze.
To be honest, after getting this house, Ino was also surprised by the portrait in front of him.
Lestrange's ancestral home actually has a portrait of a Greek goddess. This seems to be against common sense, let alone the strange things that follow.
You must know that the portrait of Athena is not what you see when you first enter this study.
When he opened the door and saw her, his ordinary face suddenly changed into the barefooted, beautiful and heroic Athena he had seen before in the temple.
Even the facial features of the portrait suddenly became animated.
Faced with this mysterious and strange incident, Ino laughed it off.
Because he is the instigator of this matter.
The moment I saw the portrait, I had a thought in my heart - the person above is not Athena.
Arouse thoughts.
In an instant, Athena truly became Athena.
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The change of portrait is just an episode in life.
At the moment, Ino has more important things.
In the center of the room, a huge oak desk dominates the room, with a polished surface, carefully carved edges and delicate copper inlays.
In the center of the desk, there is a two-foot-tall, retro mini lighthouse.
The top of the lighthouse emits a soft and warm light, adding a bit of warmth and elegance to the room late at night.
"It's essentially a magic lamp, but it makes me feel weird..."
Beside the desk, Lao Bansi looked at the work he had just completed and couldn't help but smacked his lips and expressed his thoughts.
"There were some problems with it, so I thought about improving it."
Ino took over the conversation, and at the same time she was glad that she had found the right person. There are specialties in the art, and although Old Bans is not well-known, his alchemy ability ranks second among the people he has met.
"Do you know there's a problem?" Old Bans raised his head in surprise, and his eyes focused on the mini lighthouse in front of him.
"Yes, I know." Ino nodded slightly and continued: "This kind of knowledge is essentially similar to black magic..."
In fact, whether they are Muggles or wizards, extraordinary or ordinary, they all have one thing in common.
Knowledge changes perception.
Human senses are always passively receiving. When individuals receive new things, they are affected by them unconsciously, without exception.
The only difference is that some have a very weak impact, while others have a profound impact, even changing their minds subtly.
After staying in Lorton City for two months and exchanging projects with Alice, Ino discovered early on that this mechanical knowledge was also contagious.
Having said that, it is currently within control.
Likewise, this was also the reason why he dared to discuss it with Lao Bansi. Because except for some special buildings, such as bell towers, the feeling given to him by other mechanical creations will never exceed the influence of the Death Curse.
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A quarter of an hour later.
"You want to blunt those effects?"
After Ino explained, Lao Bans understood the reason in an instant.
"Yes, otherwise I would rather keep this knowledge away." Ino said his thoughts without any concealment.
The combination of magic and machinery is certainly a good thing. But if the potential impact cannot be eliminated, there is no point in it, and it will only give birth to a new batch of dark wizards.
Although it is a bit exaggerated, over time, it is not impossible.
After Ino expressed his thoughts, Old Bans also fell into deep thought.
After a brief silence, the spacious study room fell into a new round of discussion.
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The ancestral home that once belonged to Lestrange perfectly embodies pureblood respectability.
Around the study room, various books are densely arranged on the towering bookshelves.
The bookshelf is mostly made of dark solid wood, with golden handles, which makes it look solemn and luxurious. In the gaps between the bookshelves, there are also some antique ornaments cleverly placed, such as exquisite porcelain, ancient astronomical charts and finely carved statues.
Time passed by minute by minute.
When the first ray of sunlight from the sky shines into the room through the window, a new day comes quietly.
"It seems that we can only popularize some simple things." Old Bansi was a little disappointed, and after relaxing, he yawned tiredly.
After a night of discussion, the two finally came up with no good solution.
"It's okay, take your time." Seeing the loss of old Bans, Ino comforted him in time.
He was also mentally prepared for this answer. After all, if you want to improve your self-contained system of knowledge overnight, it is a bit naive no matter how you look at it.
"That's all we can do." Old Bensi nodded slightly, then changed the topic:
"But this lighthouse is fine. My suggestion is that we can use it to make cheaper magic lamps."
Hearing this, Ino agreed without hesitation: "This is a good idea. I've had enough of those candles for a long time."
He wasn't lying, he was completely sincere.
Although there are magic lamps for sale on the market, these lamps are alchemical products, and the relatively high price makes it difficult for ordinary wizards to popularize them.
Otherwise, Hogwarts, which has been passed down for thousands of years, would not use candles to illuminate the hall and light torches to provide light for the corridors.
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A week passed in a trance.
The time came to December 25th.
During this week, Ino and Old Bans would communicate and discuss almost every day, and even formed an inherent pattern that could not be shaken.
Of course, the effect is also significant. The foundation of a new magic lamp has been built, and the cost has been controlled within three Sickles.
But this time, Ino does not plan to find someone to cooperate. The puppets in the valley are idle anyway, so they have to do something.
Hogsmeade on Christmas Day.
People were surprised to find that snowflakes had been falling since early morning. What's more magical is that the falling snow seemed to be controlled by someone, and each piece was of uniform size and fell very slowly.
When the snow covered the entire village, the whole Hogsmeade became more and more peaceful and peaceful.
Everything seemed to be cast under the most magical holiday spell.
Roofs, streets, branches, and even the ancient stone walls were covered with thick snow, as if they were wearing Christmas clothes, and even the air seemed to be filled with the aroma of roast turkey and desserts.
In the hall of the manor.
Ino wore a brand new robe, and at the same time, he did not forget to carefully instruct the furniture around him.
"Remember, the guests who will come later will not be able to use magic, so you'd better restrain yourself. If you don't want to be locked in the dark storage room..."
As his voice fell, there was a chirping response around him.
Tables, chairs, benches, teapots, teacups, and even candlesticks and sofas all pointed to the old house in the manor and swore that they would be obedient.
After getting the guarantee, Ino also breathed a sigh of relief.
Unlike other stories, the furniture here is really obedient. Although they occasionally play pranks, as long as they make a promise, they usually keep their promise.
Although they were born by accident, these furniture also have life in a sense.
As for the respect for life, Ino never intends to make corrections; existence is reasonable.
