Chapter 259: There are no female goblins on the mountain, but there are wows in the house

I have benefited a lot and suddenly become enlightened!

Before today, Harry had subconsciously forgotten one thing, and that was that there was a very serious 'information gap' in the wizarding world.

At Hogwarts, Harry had always felt that Fred and George's minds were full of strange but genius ideas, but as he slowly came into contact with the wider wizarding world outside, he became more and more profound.

For example, Fred and George have already started to develop and have achieved certain results in the small portable movie player, which has been tinkered with an advanced version of 3D magic imaging a few years ago, but has never heard of it in England.

Maybe Grindelwald didn't want to touch Dumbledore's 'territory', or maybe it was for some other reason, in Europe, except for Paris, where Nicolame was located, as long as it was a non-Umcanic territory, those places could be said to be tightly covered by traditional forces, where wizards could not understand the outside world very well, and the meager salary actually limited the pace of many people to go out and see the world.

Although wizards can indeed start using apparition and other means anytime and anywhere, travel as soon as they say, and use magic to obtain survival resources without hard work, such as using Muggle expulsion to make Muggles temporarily vacate their mansions and villas, such as using magic to easily live a good life, but this kind of thing is not something that any wizard can do.

Please don't look down on the European wizarding world that Xiong Dezheng evaluates as a 'novice area', the students from Hogwarts are completely high-quality talents here, but even if they are, staying in the Ministry of Magic for a few years will become a waste material that can't even get a defensive spell, not to mention, the wizards of the wizarding world are not all from Hogwarts.

But those wizards who have not received the admission letter from Hogwarts, their choice has become much narrower, and those magic schools and magic training classes with messy names have become the choice of most of them, although it cannot be arbitrarily said that there are no excellent people among these people, after all, the admission criteria of Hogwarts are not a test of brain IQ, and the admission criteria of the pen of acceptance and the admission book are only the level of magic, and this judgment will not be very accurate.

But without good resources and the patient guidance of a group of master professors, wizards who graduated from pheasant school are not as solid as those who came out of Hogwarts, except for some demons who rely on their talents to crush the harsh environment, which is a widespread norm.

You expect those guys to be able to use magic to get around the Muggle world without being discovered by the Ministry?

You don't have to go out of the way, the Office for the Prohibition of Abuse of Magic can issue you an owl ticket, and if you refuse to accept the punishment, there are many people who invite you to tea, including the Aurors.

I don't know anything else, but the Ministry of Magic is definitely an expert when it comes to fines, do you know about Tumbledown Alley? The entrance is in the black market in Diagon Alley, what black market dares to open next to one of the most prosperous commercial streets in the Magic Country? Unless the street is an official black market, the kind that collects taxes.

The Ministry of Magic in England is black and white, and meat and vegetables are not taboo.

Keeping the wizarding world closed today is very conducive to the rule of the old school, the policy of fooling the people has been used since the Middle Ages to this day, they deliberately created a distorted market environment with a very low cost of living but in addition to eating and drinking to buy a transportation rocket is a luxury consumption, the family rocket is not a high-end car, this kind of thing can even be rubbed out by the wizard himself, even if it is not as good as the one sold on the market, but it is really not a particularly difficult thing to ride in the sky.

Rockets, this thing is a bicycle, and the sky is an electric car, but when a non-luxury consumer bike costs at least a month's or even two or three months' salary, it's a little wrong, right?

The low cost of living allows wizards to starve to death even if they don't have any serious jobs, and they don't need to disturb Muggle lives and take risks to do troublesome things, while high entertainment and leisure consumption can quickly drain wizards' purses, and the outstanding graduates of Hogwarts either enter the Ministry of Magic or go to work in the companies of big capitalists.

Coupled with the fact that the information inside is closed, it covers people's eyes from looking outward, so even if the magic innovation outside has been going on for fifteen years, people still know very little about the outside world in this place where the old forces have taken root.

But Harry knew that this blindfolded black cloth was about to be overcome, and it wouldn't be too long, and maybe in the next few years, before the outbreak of the Abyss War, someone would definitely tear off this fig leaf, so that the people who opened their eyes and saw the flowery world outside would wake up angrily, and then incinerate the long-standing decaying tumor of this magical world in a blazing fire.

And after the fire, the reborn wizarding world will usher in a new order – and a new leader.

It wasn't the Flying Owl Legends from Grindelwald that Harry discovered this, and what he realized about it, but the magic that came into life from the second uncle's mouth.

For example. Highly realistic life housekeeper oh no! It's not that, although the maid is a great existence, but a woman can only affect the speed at which the sword is drawn, not to mention that this is still a dummy, right!

But this business is indeed done.

Not even that, Khalida asked Fred and George to come out for further study during the holidays, Harry himself has a lot of things to do, but as the research institute of the logistics research and development department, the twins are very correct to do this, right?

What kind of inspiration can their already genius brains burst out when they meet those real good things that have abandoned the old and rotten rules and regulations and contain the flash of the creator's wisdom?

Harry was very interested in it.

It is not difficult to learn the process of shaping the illusory will, Harry himself has put a lot of energy into Transfiguration, if nothing else, during this year's holidays, he will start to try the study of Animagus Transfiguration, although his experience is still shallow, but in terms of magic control, theoretical knowledge and other basic knowledge, Harry's accumulation is not worse than that of the seventh year student, and the solid foundation gives him the confidence to try this magic.

You must know that in Ouagado, Africa, there are a large number of wizards who can be proficient in the use of Animagus Transfiguration at the age of fourteen or fifteen, although this has something to do with their magic system, but it also shows that Animagus Transfiguration is a high-level transfiguration magic that can be mastered at this age or so.

Peter Pettigrew was able to do it at the age of fifteen with the help of his own father, this kind of guy can do it, how can he not do it himself?

When he walked down the stone path from the hill to the lively night market, Harry looked a little sluggish compared to when he went up the mountain, his legs were a little weak, and Uncle Tian who was sitting next to the big wine vat was very conspicuous, Harry sat down in front of him without saying a word, and unceremoniously grabbed a large handful of skewers and stuffed them into his mouth.

"You were caught and spanked by your second uncle, huh? It looks like he was picked up by a sprinkler and ran around the mountain several times, like this? ”

"You should be" Harry said a little indistinctly as he took down five solid skewers of kebab in one bite, "I met a leprechaun on the mountain today and was sucked dry. ”

"Oh~~yo~~"

Uncle Tian dragged out his voice, and said with a mocking voice: "Coaxing ghosts, if there were female goblins on the mountain, he would have been scared by the second uncle a long time ago, otherwise he would have been single for ninety years?" On the mountain, I don't dare to stay even if it's a female mosquito, and the true body of the Amitabha Buddha without leakage on his body is so heavy that the yin energy will be wiped out when he touches it. ”

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

The ghostly description almost didn't choke Harry to death, and after grabbing the wine glass on the table and taking a few sips, Harry finally regained some energy after exhaling comfortably.

The meat is an unknown magical creature meat, delicious, but just like that, but the wine is really good wine, the entrance is warm, but with a fresh aroma of bamboo leaves, and there is a refreshing cold spring hidden in the hot heat, which makes people feel refreshed after taking a sip.

"Good wine!"

Harry put down his empty glass and wiped his mouth to savor it.

"My second uncle brews liquor, and he is famous in this village." Uncle Tian patted his chest triumphantly, then got Harry a new wine glass, and scooped a full glass from the wine vat, "It's delicious, but in moderation, five catties at most, it's only two cups, even a bear has to be poured." ”

"Come and taste the last of my treasures, this last bottle that I got at a hunting competition in the Soviet Union, and taste it."

"Wow! Vodka, or Phnom Penh, I don't seem to have drunk this thing yet! ”

Uncle Tian, who was pinching the wine bottle, paused abruptly after seeing the label, "I'm a fairy banban, which one is ninety-nine degrees?" What is this thing, not pure alcohol? ”

"But it tastes good." Harry shrugged his shoulders and drank the Pandaman Craft Brew from the bamboo wine glass.

"Ha, so, the remaining one percent of Le Le, is to flavor this pure alcohol Dao Leha?"

Some of the suspicious uncles unscrewed the cap of the bottle, poured half a mouthful into the large cup, and then stuffed a piece of oily roasted pork belly into his mouth and sent the wine into his throat.

He closed his eyes in silence, his throat sliding with difficulty.

"Labor and management trust you are evil!"

While Harry was right, the almost alcoholic vodka did have a different flavor because of the one percent of the additive, but the feeling of drinking a big sip of lava almost set his hair on fire.

"Is this thing for people to prepare? Preparing for cremation is pretty much the same! ”

"If you drink it personally, I can't do it, you can still do it"

After handing over the bottle, Harry blew into the bottle without saying a word, and the remaining two-thirds disappeared in a matter of seconds.

Harry snapped his fingers, a flame flickered from his fingertips, and then exhaled, and the flickering fiery snake was the last vestige of the vodka left in the world.

"What else?"

Seeing this clear gaze, Uncle Tian, who had a big mouth, silently shut up, and then picked up the wine jar beside him and walked it to Harry's side, "Drink, it's all up to you, it's not enough for me to go back to the house and get it again." ”

"Thank you, Uncle God." Harry grinned, and then beckoned to the boss behind him, "Master, do you have to grow a little longer to pull the straw, and this big meat skewer has another twenty catties, put more chili peppers, thank you!" ”

"I don't have a straw, I'll get you a little bamboo!"

The boss quickly stretched out his hand, and a turquoise flying sword soared into the sky, and then brought back a slender bamboo three feet long, and after poking open the bamboo inside, it was just right to use as a straw.

In Panda Village, even the owner of the barbecue stall is a hidden character, perhaps. Is this a manifestation of their love for peace?

After a full meal, Harry rubbed his stomach and got on Uncle Tian's bamboo flying boat and returned to his house, but this time.

"There's no fairy on the mountain," Harry rubbed his eyes a little stunned, "but there's one in the house."

Looking at the fairy in the painting who was wearing a luxurious brocade and walking towards him, Harry moved his head in disbelief, and behind Fleur, the smiling sister-in-law nodded slightly to Harry, this is the masterpiece she prepared after Harry and the others left.

"Is it pretty?" Furong turned around slightly, and the blue background silver moire embroidered Shu brocade horse-faced skirt slightly floated the corners of the skirt.

"Much better looking than a leprechaun." There is no brain, so he blurted out the words.

"Leprechaun?!"

Fleur frowned, her face sank, she reached out and grabbed Harry's ear, and said in an unkind tone, "Where did you just go?" ”

"I'm not, alas, listen to my explanation, it's not what you think!"

"See if you can't get it, Heiwa." At the time of this scene, Uncle Tian said to his son seriously: "The man in the world doesn't rake his ears? I tell you that you are not afraid of your wife, but you love her, you know? ”

"But old man, you really can't beat my mother."

"You're a turtle son! Looking for a fight! ”

(End of chapter)