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Chapter 488 Communication with Mr. Kaliwen

After helping Dumbledore prepare a letter to communicate with Karkaroff, Andrew was surprised to find that he had almost finished the matters concerning the Triwizard Tournament.

The competition items are screened and decided by the Ministry of Magic, and the relevant approvals are also made by the Ministry of Magic. The meals, accommodation, bathing and even classes of the guests coming from afar have already been completed in the processing of previous letters and documents.

The remaining warrior selections and additional courses will have to wait until Dumbledore and Karkaroff finish talking. As for the security level and so on, he doesn't know enough about the average level of students and has never intervened.

"Professor Lockhart's prosecution will probably be handled together with Barty Jr.'s case this time, so there's no need to worry about it. In other words, there's no urgent business to deal with right now?"

He thought about it, and even his eyes became clear.

It's not easy!

Andrew sighed and walked happily out of the castle - there was still some time before the planned potion exploration, and the forgetfulness spell and transfiguration practice were scheduled for the afternoon.

'It's sunny, let's go out for a walk!'

His steps were even faster than his thoughts, and before he could arrange himself to do anything, he was already walking on the grass in front of the castle.

The quiet campus was almost deserted at the moment. No students had come to mess around for more than a month, and the lawn had even grown a little messy. It should have been mowed, but in order to welcome the guests of the upcoming Triwizard Tournament, the mowing was scheduled for a week later.

Andrew randomly found a stone and turned it into a mat for himself. He lay down comfortably on the grass, put his hands behind his head, and squinted his eyes.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about anything anymore, just enjoy this break..."

The sunlight was not too strong, so he pulled a piece of grass, put it in his mouth, and fell asleep comfortably.

...

"Andrew?"

Hearing the shout, Andrew opened his eyes blearily and saw a rather burly figure.

"Ah..." He put his hands over his eyes, "Professor Adams, what's going on?"

"The vanilla beans in the greenhouse are ripe."

Professor Adams' words immediately dispelled all of Andrew's sleepiness.

"Fresh ice cream?"

"Yes, I did some work and went to the library to look for you, but you weren't there. The portraits said you had come out, so I wanted to go back and save it, but I bumped into you here."

Hufflepuff food is always worth the wait.

Andrew stood up with a somersault, and in the process turned the cushion back into stone. "So what are you waiting for, Professor Adams?"

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"Mr. Cullivan?"

In the greenhouse, Adams was eating ice cream while talking to Andrew. "I know a very good herbal master. He is very old, but I have never communicated with him."

"Oh, I see. Thank you."

Andrew took a big bite of ice cream and nodded.

That does seem to be fine.

"What do you think of this match? Krum's Wronski fake was brilliant."

"Well, it's true. He is unique among ball seekers." Andrew didn't know the name of the move. Although he heard those terms a lot when he went to the school team to punch in daily, he really didn't know what the names of the various moves corresponded to.

However, there is no problem in handling the conversation. All you need to do is nod when necessary, occasionally insert some thoughts and responses, and say yes, yes, yes, etc.

"Since we all know each other, we can talk about it. The main thing is that this thing is really hard to tell others."

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This Quidditch match actually gave Andrew a lot of inspiration, but it was really hard to share his ideas with Professor McGonagall. He went to the match, didn't watch much of the game, and then asked a lot of questions about construction and production issues. Is that reasonable?

If it were any other day, he might have slowly asked the professor about it, but at this World Cup, he did meet a suitable person to talk to, Mr. Calvin.

The other party is not a diehard, but has truly studied Muggle knowledge. Although he looks a little immature due to the short research time and insufficient content, his attitude and attainments in the field of magic are certain.

'The most important thing is that he is not shy, which is very important...'

Andrew is not talking nonsense, both Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore are actually hiding something.

He didn't mean to hide their knowledge, but whether it was Professor McGonagall or Dumbledore, although they were definitely learning the knowledge they needed in private, they never showed it.

This is completely understandable, but it is difficult for Andrew to discuss the progress of this integration with them.

He originally thought that he would have to wait until Professor McGonagall or Dumbledore had learned more before discussing this with him, but during this game he did meet a wizard who was suitable for discussion.

The other party was not afraid to show his weakness and was willing to learn. At the same time, because of his profound knowledge, he was able to provide Andrew with some knowledge in areas of magic that he had not touched upon.

Knowledge is the best medium of communication. When one piece of knowledge is exchanged for another piece of knowledge, both people will have two pieces of knowledge. This is the biggest advantage.

He was a little confused at first, but after asking many times and finding out that everything was fine, he was now completely relieved.

'I'm too paranoid.'

Dear Mr. Cullivan:

[Please forgive my intrusion, but the last exchange was indeed interesting enough, but unfortunately we couldn't continue the conversation to our heart's content due to the venue and time. ]

……

[It’s the same question about productivity as last time. We talked about the construction and maintenance of the venue. Thank you very much for your guidance on magic buildings. It has allowed me to fully understand the magic applications of wizards in large buildings and the magic of some material transportation. But I still have some questions.]

After a brief greeting, Andrew began to write eloquently about the transportation of building materials between wizards and Muggles, the pursuit of building design and some performance requirements, and the production of building materials...

These things arose when he saw the venue that day, and Mr. Cullivan gave a brief description of many of these doubts at the time, but Andrew now wanted more specific content.

After writing about three pages, he began to give detailed answers to some of the questions raised by the other party last time.

Another page and a half was filled.

[I still believe that the power of magic should be more regularized. Although many generations of wizards have tried hard enough, we still don't seem to have discovered the essence of magic.

And in this process, we will inevitably get some derived technologies, or in other words, new and more useful magic that makes life better.

Magic is used to make life better, and this is the meaning of magical progress.

Of course, the above is just my personal opinion.

——Once again, I wish you a happy life,
Andrew Taylor

Andrew sealed the letter, went to the owl shed, stuffed a large cup of owl food into Rose's mouth, and asked the other one to do something while she was busy eating.

"Go, strange sir,"

Andrew tied up the letter with a smile and stuffed it back into the hand of the rat.

"Goooooo!"

It picked up its reward and flew away.

"Okay, stop arguing. I have a big gift for you," Andrew instructed Rose, settling it down, "The gifts for them in my dormitory, go over first, I haven't packed them yet."

"Cuckoo!"

Rose let out a satisfied cry.

(End of this chapter)