Chapter 162 The liar who will never betray
"Area cast."
Andrew used his wand to move the tables and chairs away, making a small space. Then he took apart the old cushions in his backpack and spread the cotton inside evenly on the ground with magic.
According to the professor's suggestion yesterday, it would be best for him to first try to cast the spell within the range he envisioned, and then compare it with the data to see where his mistakes were and what caused his failure to cast the spell.
'The professor said that my basic knowledge accumulation has reached a certain level, so I can try some spells that are not excessive, but new explorations still need to be reported...'
'A brand new field...are you casting spells in the range you imagined? ’
Andrew stared at the cotton that he had torn all over the floor, thinking about how to break the situation.
If he is casting a spell on a pile of cotton, it is enough to treat them as a whole. Even with the looseness in front of him, he can forcefully treat them as a whole and cast the spell, but that has nothing to do with casting a Nat in a range.
‘The scope…’
Are the tiles repeatable?
The deformed templates are then spread out piece by piece, just like the tiles of early computer wallpapers?
But, that was too tiring - a small piece of land was fine, but if it were to be as large as an auditorium, Andrew would probably have to climb down from exhaustion after finishing casting the spell.
And how to spread the template is also a problem.
Is that the same casting decision for multiple targets?
This is even more outrageous...
This is simple. Andrew tried it for a while - he found that it was extremely difficult to transform two beings at the same time. If he was distracted for a moment, he could directly cast the spell and failed. Multiple? Don't even think about it.
'None of them are right... Maybe cotton is not a suitable training object. Even if I try to distinguish them harder, my subconscious will still think of them as a torn whole...'
He hesitated for a moment, then treated the cotton as a whole and put it away using the transfiguration technique, then stuffed it into an old cushion and walked towards the kitchen.
About five or six minutes later, he walked out holding a can of dried beans and found an empty classroom again.
"Beans are definitely easier to cast than cotton, and the distance between them is much stronger than cotton."
He continued to clear the ground, spread the beans, and start experimenting.
Having learned his lesson, he now does not try to transform as a whole, but instead tries to use the simplest spell to control these beans on the ground at the same time.
And the simplest charm - well, the levitation charm.
Andrew has long been trained to treat them as a whole, but what he has to do now is to separate them from the whole.
It was a bit difficult, but after more than half an hour of trying, Andrew successfully divided the whole ball of peas into several small balls and floated them.
‘Sure enough, is it still a matter of careful investigation? ’
Although the peas floated quite unstable, and even occasionally collided together due to improper control, Andrew clearly knew that they were dispersed and controlled.
"Andrew?"
There was a sound, and the peas that were struggling to stay afloat instantly lost control and fell down one by one, making a bunch of messy noises when they landed on the ground.
Andrew turned his head and glanced, seeing Percy looking at him in surprise.
"Dumbledore is setting you on fire!"
Percy said confidently, "The high-end technique of levitation spell is multiple levitation spell! That's what I guess!"
Where does the high-end technique of floating spell come from? This is just a way for me to practice regional deformation - if I really have no direction, I will read the information to find it. This is a new method given by the professor. But Percy obviously didn't believe it, "Needless to say, I know you must have confidentiality needs. I understand it myself and it's none of your business."
Outrageous...a levitating spell, uh...
Okay, Andrew, who is not confident enough, can only say yes...
"Okay," he could only spread his hands, "let's forget about the peas for the moment. You didn't call me to make room for a date, right?"
"If necessary, I will," Percy grinned, "but now the professor is looking for you, so you have to go to the office."
"Ah? Okay, I'll go right away and help me clean up the room and the beans. Well, I need it now."
Andrew shrugged his shoulders and patted Percy's upper arm, "Come on, pay me back the beans tomorrow."
Ignoring Percy's impolite gesture, Andrew walked quickly towards Professor McGonagall's office - strange, the letters have been sent out, what else is important?
With doubts, he knocked on the door of Professor McGonagall's office.
…
"Receipt from the Ministry of Magic?"
"Yes, the receipt is faster than I thought," Professor McGonagall handed the receipt to Andrew, "You read it first, Taylor."
In less than three minutes, Andrew's eyes widened.
"Are you kidding, Professor?"
"No kidding, that's how it goes."
"He is really...a liar who will never reverse the verdict..."
Andrew sighed, there are really capable people at the Ministry of Magic.
Well, in the Ministry of Magic's version of the story, after Arthur Weasley heard that his son had committed such a serious crime, he took the initiative to contact the school and decided to break his legs himself.
What happened next was very simple - he took leave and came to school, and with the help of the hitman, he successfully captured his own son and the mouse, as well as the coerced Harry.
Finally, Mr. Arthur, who discovered that his son was under the Imperius Curse, successfully discovered the caster Scabbers with the help of the school, and destroyed the conspiracy to have the two expelled.
There was even a motive for the crime - Harry's excellence made many people begin to notice its existence, so for the sake of safety and revenge on the boy-who-lived, he deliberately planned the case.
If Andrew hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have doubted it was true.
A vengeful Ministry of Magic employee uncovers a bizarre case - and Peter Pettigrew is so funny that other details are overlooked.
As for the Ministry of Magic? The Minister personally commended this brave father and re-examined the injustice of the Barty Crouch era - any questions?
"A very good skill, is this how you do it?"
"Well, let's do it this way. Everyone can agree. The main thing is to inform you."
Andrew was given all the credit for arresting people, but he didn't care about it. The Ministry of Magic could at most give him a few Galleons - that thing was a pain in the ass, ahem...
All in all, it’s good for professors and principals to know.
"Well, then just reply like this, and it will be published in the Daily Prophet tomorrow, or even the evening newspaper. By the way, after you reply, go to Albus's office and inform him of the news."
Notify the principal?
Can't this kind of thing... not be done by an owl?
Although it seems to be of a high level, it doesn’t need to be so secretive, right?
But it’s not a big deal. Andrew nodded, sat down in his seat, and began to write a reply.
(End of chapter)