Chapter 348 Magic Signal Tower 【Subscription】
Chapter 348 Magic Signal Tower 【Subscription】
"Signal tower? What?"
"In short, it's for wireless signals..."
Hermione danced, explaining some basic science to the twins.
It was also fortunate that sitting across from him were the Weasley twins, two people with a deep knowledge of Muggle objects.
But even so, in Hermione's explanation, the twins were dizzy and confused.
"Wait, Hermione, let's sort this out."
Finally, after Hermione's tirade was over, Fred rubbed his eyebrows and asked tentatively.
"In short, the function of this thing is to enhance the magical fluctuation of a certain frequency.
"Then the magic phone can be made more efficient and has a broader development prospect, is that what it means?"
Hermione nodded and said, "Not bad.
Saying that, Hermione couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and her thoughts diverged like never before:
"Also, I think if this signal tower can be equipped with a space-time converter.
“We must be able to reach Amber through this!35
Hermione's excited expression fell into the twins' eyes, but it didn't resonate with them
The Weasley twins looked at each other and asked tentatively:
833 "So Hermione, this thing is in the Muggle world. How big is it to make?"
"Twenty or thirty meters, what's wrong?"
The twins smiled wryly.
Then Fred tentatively said:
"Hermione, do you think Hogwarts, there's an open space like this, that we can do this?"
"No, there is! 35
Suddenly, George interrupted his brother's words, his eyes burning brightly.
"George, what do you mean?"
"The Quidditch pitch!"
The twins nodded in unison.
"Hermione, you need to make a trip to Professor McGonagall.
The Weasley twins are not to be underestimated, and after deciding on the venue, they immediately sorted the drawings on the ground.
Then George quickly listed a long document, which he handed to Hermione solemnly.
"Hermione, you go to Professor McGonagall to apply for the course, which means we're making this thing that can be directly linked to Amber.
"Then you go to the Slytherin gang and ask them to find a way to collect these ingredients on the list.
Watching Hermione hurried out of the Room of Requirement, the twins looked at each other and said helplessly:
"Go on, Fred, it's a big job."
"Yes, George, we're probably going to spend a full two weeks on this.
"Be optimistic, Fred, maybe five days a week."
"Oh, hell. As long as you don't talk nonsense, you won't be talking nonsense.
The Weasley twins continued their fight, but their work was fairly quick.
The drawings are well designed.
Coupled with Hermione's explanation, they deeply understood the role of drawings.
The next step is just the most basic construction, which is not difficult for the two of them.
On the other hand, Hermione hurried out of the Room of Requirement and spun around to McGonagall's office.
But unexpectedly, Professor McGonagall, who has always been meticulous, did not stay in the office.
Hermione asked, the portrait on the wall, and learned that McGonagall and the other deans of the college were all in the president's office.
Then he couldn't help but run towards the principal's office.
Strangely, the door to the principal's office was not closed.
Maybe it was because someone was careless when entering the door, so Hermione didn't say the command and went through the stairs to the door of the principal's office.
As soon as she stepped up the stairs of the last section, Hermione heard a fierce quarrel inside.
He could hear it, it was Snape's voice.
"Dumbledore, you're kidding about the lives of your students! 35
Snape tried his best to suppress his inner emotions, but his low voice still made people feel boundless anger.
"You know how dangerous that man is, he once killed half a street of Muggles! 99(cjca)
"Now that you know he's in the school, why don't you conduct a thorough search of the school?
"Take it easy, Severus.""
Dumbledore's voice sounded slowly, loud and quiet, as if it turned to the other side.
"We may need to ask the client."
"Mr. Edmund, can you tell us about the situation?
"Yes, Professor.
Edmund's voice sounded, and he began to narrate what he had seen.
But I don't know if it was because there was no evidence, or because of Amber's reputation, he didn't talk about his guessing that Sirius was the result of that big dog.
He just explained that a student who saw the transformation of Sirius came to the Slytherin lounge in a grand manner.
Then he took the wand, cast a petrification spell on himself, and escaped.
"Oh, I see.
Dumbledore's voice sounded again.
"It means that you didn't see that the student was transformed from Sirius Black. This is just your guess, right? Mr. Paval."
"Yes, Professor, that's about it."
There was a moment of silence inside, when Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly sounded.
"Anyway, Dumbledore, we need a thorough investigation of the school.
"Minerva, this matter cannot be easily concluded—"
"Dumbledore, this is a big deal, a big deal for the safety of all students!"
Professor McGonagall all interrupted Dumbledore.
She said in a rather serious tone:
"When you brought the oil painting over before, I expressed my objection, but you insisted on doing it your own way.
"Now you know how big a basket was that oil painting poked out."
Speaking of which, Professor McGonagall's tone showed unspeakable anger.
She seemed to be forcibly suppressing the anger in her heart, trying to maintain her image and not letting herself roar like a lioness.
"But Dumbledore, the last thing you saw."
"Voldemort infiltrated our school and hid himself among the students as a student. 99
"And you didn't find his disguise."
"If it weren't for Mr. Cadmus, you'd even be dead at his hands now!"
And after Professor McGonagall said this, another voice from the side added coldly:
"I agree with McGonagall, Albus.
Hermione recognized that the owner of this voice was Grindelwald, the current alchemy professor and the original Dark Lord.
"Right now. We don't know exactly where Amber was lost."
"But if there's something wrong with Amber, trust me, I'm going to ruin this school! 99
Hearing this, Hermione involuntarily took a step back.
The toes and the solid wood floor made a harsh rubbing sound.
"who?"
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