NOVEL FROG Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts
Chapter 6 Nimbus 2000
Chapter 6 Nimbus 2000
"You're not the first to ask that question."
Madam Malkin held her head proudly.
"But do you know what kind of fur has the most suitable effect of channeling rune magic? And what corresponding potion should be mixed to pickle the silk thread? If you want to adjust the size of the robe, how should you change and Arrangement?"
She asked one question after another, leaving You Know Nothing William Buffalo thinking.
"People always think that the old-fashioned shop in Tuofan is the most upscale. But you have to know, before he came to Diagon Alley, the Mojin family was already in this business."
"Ah."
As they talked, the scissors that had been trimming William's robes had finished their work and fell to the counter with a muffled thud.
Madam Malkin carefully inspected them one by one, nodded in satisfaction, waved her wand lightly, and folded them together to install them.
"Alright, a total of 14 Galleons."
"Thank you."
William took out 14 gold Galleons from his pocket and handed them to Mrs. Malkin—although this shopping was beyond the budget, it was also a bit of insight.
"By the way, Madam Malkin, can I entrust you to make something small for me?"
As he was about to leave, he stopped and said.
"of course can."
Although William's request was somewhat rare, after he described his needs carefully, Mrs. Malkin was a dream party.
Almost in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a golden Gordian knot is created.
"Here's a little giveaway. I put a little stuff into the thread so it won't fade. But what are you going to do with this?"
Madam Malkin finally smoothed away the excess thread from the knot with her wand, and handed it to William.
"It's just a reminder."
William lightly stroked the smooth surface of the silk knot, and the golden thread shone with a faint luster in the afternoon sun—three years ago, he was standing on the Gordian Knot pattern in the center of the stone slab in the entrance hall of Ilvermorny Castle , was accepted by the Longhorn Water Snake Academy, and officially started his life in the magical world.
He still had the heart to ask for some knowledge about runes, but Mrs. Malkin's attention had already been attracted by the new family.
William could only leave the store.
"The next step is to go to Ollivander."
Stuffing the robe and other clothes into the shoulder bag, William walked towards the end of Diagon Alley.He wanted to go to the nearby Lihen Bookstore to have a look, but it was packed with people like dumplings.
"Ms. Goshak, I'm a reporter from "Daily Magic". May I ask why you suddenly thought of reprinting "Standard Spells"?"
A reporter shouted loudly, but the question was quickly suppressed by a louder voice than him, which also stopped William from entering the store.
"The newest addition to the Nimbus series! The Nimbus 2000! The fastest broom in the world! Accelerates to 100 mph in ten seconds!"
Opposite Lihen Bookstore, the owner of the Quidditch boutique, a bald man in his 50s and [-]s, was holding up a brand new broomstick and shouting loudly.
Many wizards gathered there, listening to the shopkeeper's praise, they also praised Nimbus 2000.
Although William has always firmly believed that the broomstick is a kind of "superfluous, uncomfortable, and worthless" junk, this Nimbus 2000 is indeed good from the perspective of evaluating a broom.
Its appearance is smooth and shiny, the twigs at the end of the broom are long, straight and neat, and the copper-plated handle even reflects a faint golden halo in the sunlight.
"Tsk."
William made his way through the crowd, ignoring the sales pitch.
But the shopkeeper with a loud voice is still yelling:
"International Alchemist Weekly's new cover title issue! That mean Heisenberg will praise it repeatedly! Take a look, this golden handle is ingeniously carved!"
The pseudonym was suddenly cue, which made William stop.
"But like Heisenberg said, broomsticks have been far surpassed by Muggle planes, haven't they? He won't endorse broomsticks."
A female voice interrupted the shopkeeper.
Through many pedestrians, William couldn't see her appearance—but she seemed young, and her voice was clear and firm.
"What?! You also bought the jokes of those guys?
Muggles have already been able to fly to the moon, and what is there called Pruen, which can carry hundreds or thousands of people flying, and is even faster than a broom? "
The store manager laughed loudly at the girl's words.
He also deliberately raised the broom high with both hands, dangling it, making a funny pose like a big goose walking.
"That's right! Boeing 747"
"She said Boeing 747! Boeing 747!"
A clerk squeezed his throat sharply, imitating the appearance of a female voice, and his exaggerated movements made many wizards laugh too.
"But what Heisenberg said is true!"
The previous female voice raised her voice again, trying to emphasize her point of view, but her words were drowned in laughter—William, who had already planned to leave and ignore the farce, suddenly felt a little awkward in his heart.
He could not admit that he was Heisenberg.
Convincing this group of wooden-headed wizards not to giggle here, but to see the world in London, which is just a street away, is an impossible path.
"Okay. Let me think about it."
William suddenly thought of an old book "Tracing the Origin of Quidditch" that he had read when he was passing the time in the library. At first he just read it as a joke.
"But it seems to be useful?"
Confirming that he recalled the details in the book, William snapped his fingers lightly, and a cool feeling swept across his body—William's body, together with the color and texture of the shoulder bag on his back, became harmonious. The floor tiles under their feet are exactly the same as the wizard robes of pedestrians.
He became a chameleon in human form.
The Disillusionment Curse cast without a wand is a skill that William has spent a lot of effort mastering in Ilvermorny, and it is also the biggest reliance that he has not been found to have violated school rules so far.
one.
"Next, is the key."
William silently said: "Sonorus (loud voice)".
If the school's Charms professor saw this scene at this moment, he might not hesitate to give William 20 college points, or even more.
The Disillusionment Charm itself is already a complex spell, but if one wants to maintain the Disillusionment Charm while also maintaining an amplifying spell, even wizards at the level of NEWTs are rarely able to do it.
Not to mention that he still casts spells without a staff!
But William knew that it wasn't because of his amazing talent in magic spells—if that was the case, he wouldn't have thought of posting under the pseudonym "Heisenberg"—maybe it was just thanks to being a traveler , he is naturally able to maintain multiple spells at the same time.
"Cough, cough."
William cleared his throat.
Perhaps because the wand was not at hand, his voice was so loud that he even startled himself. He saw many people turn their heads to look here, with startled and dazed expressions on their faces.
"Mr. Shopkeeper, is there any difference between Nimbus 1700 and Nimbus 2000?"
The Nimbus series is not 1999, but 1500, 1700, 2000, and then the competition-specific version of 2001. The speed is set according to the broom illustration.
(End of this chapter)
"You're not the first to ask that question."
Madam Malkin held her head proudly.
"But do you know what kind of fur has the most suitable effect of channeling rune magic? And what corresponding potion should be mixed to pickle the silk thread? If you want to adjust the size of the robe, how should you change and Arrangement?"
She asked one question after another, leaving You Know Nothing William Buffalo thinking.
"People always think that the old-fashioned shop in Tuofan is the most upscale. But you have to know, before he came to Diagon Alley, the Mojin family was already in this business."
"Ah."
As they talked, the scissors that had been trimming William's robes had finished their work and fell to the counter with a muffled thud.
Madam Malkin carefully inspected them one by one, nodded in satisfaction, waved her wand lightly, and folded them together to install them.
"Alright, a total of 14 Galleons."
"Thank you."
William took out 14 gold Galleons from his pocket and handed them to Mrs. Malkin—although this shopping was beyond the budget, it was also a bit of insight.
"By the way, Madam Malkin, can I entrust you to make something small for me?"
As he was about to leave, he stopped and said.
"of course can."
Although William's request was somewhat rare, after he described his needs carefully, Mrs. Malkin was a dream party.
Almost in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a golden Gordian knot is created.
"Here's a little giveaway. I put a little stuff into the thread so it won't fade. But what are you going to do with this?"
Madam Malkin finally smoothed away the excess thread from the knot with her wand, and handed it to William.
"It's just a reminder."
William lightly stroked the smooth surface of the silk knot, and the golden thread shone with a faint luster in the afternoon sun—three years ago, he was standing on the Gordian Knot pattern in the center of the stone slab in the entrance hall of Ilvermorny Castle , was accepted by the Longhorn Water Snake Academy, and officially started his life in the magical world.
He still had the heart to ask for some knowledge about runes, but Mrs. Malkin's attention had already been attracted by the new family.
William could only leave the store.
"The next step is to go to Ollivander."
Stuffing the robe and other clothes into the shoulder bag, William walked towards the end of Diagon Alley.He wanted to go to the nearby Lihen Bookstore to have a look, but it was packed with people like dumplings.
"Ms. Goshak, I'm a reporter from "Daily Magic". May I ask why you suddenly thought of reprinting "Standard Spells"?"
A reporter shouted loudly, but the question was quickly suppressed by a louder voice than him, which also stopped William from entering the store.
"The newest addition to the Nimbus series! The Nimbus 2000! The fastest broom in the world! Accelerates to 100 mph in ten seconds!"
Opposite Lihen Bookstore, the owner of the Quidditch boutique, a bald man in his 50s and [-]s, was holding up a brand new broomstick and shouting loudly.
Many wizards gathered there, listening to the shopkeeper's praise, they also praised Nimbus 2000.
Although William has always firmly believed that the broomstick is a kind of "superfluous, uncomfortable, and worthless" junk, this Nimbus 2000 is indeed good from the perspective of evaluating a broom.
Its appearance is smooth and shiny, the twigs at the end of the broom are long, straight and neat, and the copper-plated handle even reflects a faint golden halo in the sunlight.
"Tsk."
William made his way through the crowd, ignoring the sales pitch.
But the shopkeeper with a loud voice is still yelling:
"International Alchemist Weekly's new cover title issue! That mean Heisenberg will praise it repeatedly! Take a look, this golden handle is ingeniously carved!"
The pseudonym was suddenly cue, which made William stop.
"But like Heisenberg said, broomsticks have been far surpassed by Muggle planes, haven't they? He won't endorse broomsticks."
A female voice interrupted the shopkeeper.
Through many pedestrians, William couldn't see her appearance—but she seemed young, and her voice was clear and firm.
"What?! You also bought the jokes of those guys?
Muggles have already been able to fly to the moon, and what is there called Pruen, which can carry hundreds or thousands of people flying, and is even faster than a broom? "
The store manager laughed loudly at the girl's words.
He also deliberately raised the broom high with both hands, dangling it, making a funny pose like a big goose walking.
"That's right! Boeing 747"
"She said Boeing 747! Boeing 747!"
A clerk squeezed his throat sharply, imitating the appearance of a female voice, and his exaggerated movements made many wizards laugh too.
"But what Heisenberg said is true!"
The previous female voice raised her voice again, trying to emphasize her point of view, but her words were drowned in laughter—William, who had already planned to leave and ignore the farce, suddenly felt a little awkward in his heart.
He could not admit that he was Heisenberg.
Convincing this group of wooden-headed wizards not to giggle here, but to see the world in London, which is just a street away, is an impossible path.
"Okay. Let me think about it."
William suddenly thought of an old book "Tracing the Origin of Quidditch" that he had read when he was passing the time in the library. At first he just read it as a joke.
"But it seems to be useful?"
Confirming that he recalled the details in the book, William snapped his fingers lightly, and a cool feeling swept across his body—William's body, together with the color and texture of the shoulder bag on his back, became harmonious. The floor tiles under their feet are exactly the same as the wizard robes of pedestrians.
He became a chameleon in human form.
The Disillusionment Curse cast without a wand is a skill that William has spent a lot of effort mastering in Ilvermorny, and it is also the biggest reliance that he has not been found to have violated school rules so far.
one.
"Next, is the key."
William silently said: "Sonorus (loud voice)".
If the school's Charms professor saw this scene at this moment, he might not hesitate to give William 20 college points, or even more.
The Disillusionment Charm itself is already a complex spell, but if one wants to maintain the Disillusionment Charm while also maintaining an amplifying spell, even wizards at the level of NEWTs are rarely able to do it.
Not to mention that he still casts spells without a staff!
But William knew that it wasn't because of his amazing talent in magic spells—if that was the case, he wouldn't have thought of posting under the pseudonym "Heisenberg"—maybe it was just thanks to being a traveler , he is naturally able to maintain multiple spells at the same time.
"Cough, cough."
William cleared his throat.
Perhaps because the wand was not at hand, his voice was so loud that he even startled himself. He saw many people turn their heads to look here, with startled and dazed expressions on their faces.
"Mr. Shopkeeper, is there any difference between Nimbus 1700 and Nimbus 2000?"
The Nimbus series is not 1999, but 1500, 1700, 2000, and then the competition-specific version of 2001. The speed is set according to the broom illustration.
(End of this chapter)
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