Chapter 461 Busy Summer Vacation
"You've grown a lot taller, Andrew."
Mrs. Camille looked at Andrew and said, "You are much taller than children of your age."
'That's not true. Let's not talk about the exercise problem. The time converter alone can actually add several hours to every day...'
But there was no way to discuss this in detail. He could only smile and said, "Probably because the school food is better, Mrs. Camille."
Although this reason seems a bit like a joke in the current environment, the food at Hogwarts is indeed much better.
"It should be. You look very healthy. How about your academic performance?"
Mrs. Camille glanced at Andrew's face to make sure that he was indeed not suffering, and began to care about another issue.
Andrew respectfully handed over the newly produced transcript - except for the school name and seal, none of the rest was authentic.
Then there are a few common math questions and some Latin tests, which you can easily pass.
"Very good, you didn't waste your time, Andrew, you can go back to the room," Mrs. Camille rarely smiled, but when she turned around, her expression suddenly became serious.
Andrew could even feel the resentment coming from there.
But he was indifferent - the students in solitary confinement in the castle had more resentment than them, and he had never shown mercy.
"You promised at that time that you should study hard for your own sake. Xiao Barry, what did you say at that time, before going out to study?"
Mrs. Camille stared at the shortest child with a sharp look that reminded Andrew of Professor McGonagall.
"I said...be a good watchmaker."
Barry lowered his head and responded timidly.
"Moy, what about you?"
"I'm...the chef."
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Andrew was stunned for a moment and almost lost his expression.
He stopped staying and walked quickly upstairs.
‘Speaking of which, what is my original intention? ’
'Ah, yes, a good life, yes, a good life - at least there must be electricity, Internet, computers and mobile phones. If you don't have any, this life will be too bleak. ’
'And the most important thing is, if you want to live a good life, you can't live in a dangerous environment. You have to kill the people who cause trouble, such as the famous noseless man... If you don't want to liberate productivity and reform wizard society, you are always plotting. Why are you pureblooded with all these miscellaneous theories? Are you really not a wizard born in India? ’
After scorning the man who lost his nose, Andrew carried the box upstairs.
The vacation was short this time, and Qiangwei was directly fostered in the school. Andrew was too lazy to bother with it for five days, so he simply ventilated it and lay down on the bed - the sheets were freshly changed.
'Well, let me think about it, let me think about it, I have done a lot of things this year, but I am indeed on the right path. I have not stopped researching on transfiguration, and I have gradually made up for the potions. I will follow up on alchemy. Learning shouldn't be too difficult. ’
Although it is a bit unimageable, alchemy is indeed like wizard technology, but it is achieved in weird ways - such as the Hogwarts Express locomotive.
Although the Hogwarts Express does have a chimney, that thing is really purely decorative...
That's right, the Hogwarts Express is a magic-driven train, not a replica locomotive. The chimney is a product that emits magical smoke, and it will work just as well if you remove it.
It’s just so outrageous…
Andrew originally thought this thing could be used to expand magical steampunk, but later he learned that this thing was an alchemical creation, and it had nothing to do with steam.
‘But I don’t know when I can go to Egypt. It is the holy land of alchemy. If Mr. Nick hadn’t created the magic stone, the alchemy in Europe would be second-rate. ’
'But am I thinking too far? I haven't even started alchemy yet, and I want to go to Cairo. I can't just follow Dumbledore's path...'
When he was writing a legend, he checked a lot of information - after all, there is historical basis.
Dumbledore had been there before graduating, participated in the International Alchemy Congress as a student, and won the Gold Medal for Pioneering Contributions.
'If there's a transfiguration skill, I can probably go there, but for alchemy...well, I can actually just sit in and listen, and they won't stop me...'
Thinking of this, Andrew sat up from the bed in surprise.
No, why did he start following Dumbledore's path?
'Don't think about winning prizes, and think about how to improve your magic power first. It's easy to invade Gringotts with transformation, but it's too obvious. You still need the help of magic...'
'But before you can practice the spells, you have to go through the memory magic that you promised to the dean. Speaking of which, Lockhart's case should be pushed forward, otherwise it will always be unjustified. ’
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‘Besides, you have to understand a little bit of Russian, at least understand a few key words. ’
‘What a ghost for a five-day holiday! ’
Andrew lay on the bed and closed his eyes - no matter what, let's rest for a day first. It took him a day to return from the Hogwarts Express and the train!
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"Mr. Nick, so you agree?"
"Of course, I have to go and see such a grand event. I haven't seen the Triwizard Tournament in a long time."
Nick glanced at Madame Maxime and said, "You have come in person three times, I can't say nothing."
"It's true, they are too bullying."
Madame Maxime shook her head cautiously, trying to protect the house from being squeezed by herself, "Everyone knows that everyone will cheat in the Triwizard Tournament, but in order to prevent Mr. Taylor from participating, we have to let him be a judge, so the judges are too unbalanced."
She tried to lower her voice, but it still sounded very rude.
"Kodosdoriz was pulled in by Karkaroff, he must be biased towards Durmstrang, and Mr. Taylor is still a student of Hogwarts, so we can't expect him to be fair. The Ministry of Magic should be fair, but in an unfair situation, his fairness is nothing - if you don't go, we will suffer a great loss."
That's right, she came here to invite Mr. Nick to be the referee.
According to Mr. Nick's current physical condition, it's not too much to go and watch the Triwizard Tournament.
As for being a judge, he is even more qualified.
She has been thinking about this for the past few days, and today she finally achieved her wish.
‘Albus invited me, but let’s not talk about this. Olym is too impatient. If I tell her that Albus invited her, she will think that Albus set a trap or something.’
Nick shook his head slightly, “Okay, go and prepare your things. You can’t leave everything to an old man like me.”