Chapter 372: London Streets
Fan Lin felt like he was about to vomit.
It turned out that Dumbledore's Apparition technique was not something that ordinary little wizards could bear.
Fan Lin had also been Apparated with someone else, but that was his grandmother. When Apparition, Fan Lin was wrapped in a layer of magic. Dumbledore obviously didn't have such an idea.
Strictly speaking, this was Fan Lin's first personal experience of Apparition.
In fact, Fan Lin was fully capable of mastering this magic, but in terms of the risk, the pain of practicing the Apparition spell was much stronger than that of the magic.
For example, Mr. Weasley.
He was the Minister of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts.
Ron once told them about his father's work experience, his familiarity with the Imperius Curse, Muggle objects that were enchanted, and dealing with some strange things caused by wizards.
Fan Lin remembered that a wizard tore his body into two halves when he Apparated, one half stayed in place, and the other half Apparated over. These things were handled by Mr. Arthur Weasley.
It can be said that Mr. Arthur Weasley's work is the busiest and most tiring in the entire Ministry of Magic.
In fact, Apparition is a magic that a wizard must master.
Ordinary wizards use it to travel, while powerful wizards use this advanced magic in battle, making Apparition an instinct of the body.
After all, whether from the perspective of the magic array or the meaning of battle, the existence of Apparition is equal to the magic of wizards.
"It seems that you haven't mastered this magic yet." Dumbledore said slowly.
"Yes, the practice of this magic requires some care, and Harry and the others are not competent." Fan Lin replied.
"I believe Miss Granger can do it." Dumbledore said, "It only requires some distilled water and skilled healing magic. I remember that I once broke a finger because of Apparition."
"That's terrible, isn't it?" Fanlin looked better.
He felt like vomiting after Apparition, but fortunately he hadn't eaten anything in the morning.
But the scene in front of him made him feel very familiar, with gray-white cobblestone roads, Gothic buildings and high-rise buildings.
Damn, why would there be such a modern high-rise in the Ministry of Magic? Fanlin remembered that the Ministry of Magic was underground in London.
"Where is this?" Fanlin asked. He just saw a man in a suit with a briefcase walking past him.
"London, England." Dumbledore said.
Fanlin looked up and they were standing on the side of the road. A crossroads, the worst thing is that it is a red light now.
"Aren't we going to the Ministry of Magic to file a record?" Fanlin asked. He always felt very strange.
Dumbledore took him to the streets of London through Apparition? Fortunately, it was only seven o'clock in the morning. Generally, clerical workers have to wait until after eight o'clock in the morning to go to work.
However, even so, Fan Lin still nags about the school bus belonging to the Muggle school. Through the window, Fan Lin noticed that several boys and girls pointed at him.
Maybe the British Daily Mail will report such news the next day.
At seven o'clock in the morning, on the streets of London, England. Two patients, one old and one young, risked going to the streets despite their family's dissuasion, and they were dressed strangely, suspected of imitating the costumes of medieval wizards.
Well, he had to admit that these were all his fantasies, but this feeling was still very weird, wasn't it.
Although Fan Lin felt that his identity as a wizard was cool, if he returned to the life of a normal person, such a thing would simply be full of shame.
"It looks like you are a little uncomfortable." Dumbledore said, "Maybe without my invitation, you should be sitting in it now."
"It's okay." Fan Lin said, he still thinks magic is cooler.
"Wow, it looks like we can go through." The indicator flashed a green peer light, and then Dumbledore walked straight to the opposite side.
"Where are we going?" Fan Lin asked, he hurriedly followed up, the wizard's cloak slightly raised, in fact, it was still a little hot for Fan Lin to wear this, he had to use magic to adjust his body temperature.
"Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore said, "We didn't go to the flying furnace network, you know, the fireplace in Hogwarts is not so clean, and the Ministry of Magic prohibits wizards from using Apparition. We have to abide by the rules."
"Okay." Fan Lin secretly curled his lips, Hogwarts also prohibited Apparition, but Dumbledore never cared about it, Fan Lin didn't think Dumbledore would care about these small rules.
Maybe it's a common problem of the elderly, after all, Dumbledore always shows the appearance of an old madman in front of many people, it must be said that this really looks like that in the eyes of a group of fools.
"How do we go, the guest passage?" Fan Lin asked, he knew the guest passage, that is, the small telephone booth, which was transformed into a guest passage by the Ministry of Magic.
With the popularization of technological products today, telephone booths have completely lost their original purpose. After all, no one would deliberately remember the phone numbers of all their friends.
In short, as long as it is not the staff passage, Fanlin does not want to stand in the toilet with both feet and then flush himself down. This feels terrible. Fanlin really admires the imagination of the people in the Ministry of Magic, queuing to go to the toilet.
Fortunately, Dumbledore's bad taste did not seem to break out. He took Fanlin into a telephone booth on the corner.
However, this small telephone booth was really crowded with two people stuffed in at once. This feeling was simply terrible. Dumbledore smelled like cabbage. A new perfume in the magic world?
"This is my first time walking through the guest passage. It looks a bit crowded here." Dumbledore said. He stretched out his hand and pushed the side of the telephone booth. Then Fanlin felt that the entire space had been expanded many times.
"A very exquisite traceless extension spell, Professor Dumbledore." Fanlin said, this would make him feel much better.
"Let's go down!" Dumbledore said. He looked at London outside the window. It is no longer the same as it was in the industrial age. The streets of London that were originally infected by coal have also restored the original color of the stone walls.
"I think wizards should learn more about Muggles, such as some convenient technologies, which are much more convenient and faster. I really want to drive a Muggle car."
(By the way, if I set up a book club, would anyone come? Please come to the book review section, I will count the numbers...) (To be continued)