The years of welding at Hogwarts

"George! Fred! You two stop right there!"

At the edge of the camp, Charlie suddenly stopped two sneaky figures who were trying to sneak into the Forbidden Forest, "Come back!"

Knowing well the suicidal personalities of his two stupid brothers, how could Charlie not keep a close eye on them after the professors moved the training location from the safe castle to the dangerous Forbidden Forest?

He spent almost the entire afternoon of free time competing with his two naughty brothers to prevent them from doing something stupid in the forest, such as setting fire to the mountain and ending up in jail for the rest of their lives.

Looking at the two people walking out of the bushes with their heads lowered and their eyes submissively looking, Charlie held his forehead helplessly.

"You two, go back to the camp and keep an eye on Ron. Aside from you two, he is the most troublesome person in the Weasley family."

Hearing Charlie's words, the twin brothers widened their eyes, as if Charlie comparing them to Ron was a serious insult to them.

And this is indeed the case.

"Ron is the one who really causes trouble!"

George unconvincedly took over his brother's words, "At least we are still capable of cleaning up the mess we made!"

"Stop it!" Charlie, who was already in a bad mood because of the predicament they were in, had no intention of listening to his two funny brothers playing tricks.

"You have no idea how dangerous the Forbidden Forest is at night! Even if the professors can't watch us get into trouble, can you guarantee that the professors will save you before danger comes?!"

Bucky, who was squatting on a nearby tree, curled his lips in response to Charlie's words.

Charlie's words really underestimated the methods of their Lord Shafulin.

The hanging ring distributed to students during magic posture training has other uses besides helping students concentrate when they stand at attention.

That is positioning and protection.

The passively activated Iron Armor Spell could buy them a few precious seconds, which was enough for Noah and Fox, two phoenixes with the ability to teleport, to come to them.

"We can protect ourselves," George smiled proudly at his brother, "Do you remember those Muggle novelties we dragged back from London?"

"The fighter plane?"

It would have been fine if George didn't mention this matter, but as soon as these two bastards mentioned the Quinjet they towed back from London, Charlie felt the blood rushing to his forehead.

Thanks to a father who betrayed his son, all the luggage of the family was on the fighter plane, and in a magnificent explosion, it turned into a pile of ashes that even Dumbledore could not restore.

The prerequisite for using a repair spell to repair an object is that the fragments that make up the object are still complete and have not undergone any chemical changes.

For example, a piece of wood burns into charcoal, and then is broken into pieces and thrown everywhere.

The repair spell is not a true time-reversing magic, and it cannot restore the scattered charred fragments to their original state.

For those that he put in his suitcase, about his work in Romania

When Charlie saw the fire dragon information recorded during that time, he felt dizzy.

"You two!" Charlie almost roared.

His muscular arms, as strong as cast iron, were tightly wrapped around the twins' necks. "Don't try to come up with any new tricks for me at this time! Just stay still!"

"Let go! Let go!" The twins, whose eyes were almost popping out from being strangled, slapped their muscular brother's arm frantically.

"us……"

"Can……"

“Solve the problem of food shortage!”

As George finished his words, the restraints on the brothers' necks were instantly loosened.

Charlie's eyes, which were originally about the same size as a singer named Li, suddenly widened into two huge light bulbs, shining brightly under the illumination of the bonfire in the distance.

"What? Say it again?" He grabbed the collars of his two younger brothers.

"I say, we can hunt enough prey." George smiled and pried Charlie's hands apart.

Fred shrugged. "As long as you let both of us out."

"No," Charlie rejected their proposal without hesitation, "Until the two of you make it clear what you are going to do, don't even think about leaving the camp."

Gemma's urging voice came from the crowd at the back, "Charlie! It's time to go!"

George and Fred's movements were synchronized like mecha pilots with connected neurons. They both shook their heads in unison with the same amplitude and frequency.

"This is a secret between the two of us and cannot be revealed to you. You just have to believe that we can do it."

The two brothers simultaneously showed their Order of Merlin, third degree, and said, "We swear to Merlin that we will not be in the slightest danger."

Even Charlie had to admit that his two mischievous younger brothers were far beyond his reach when it came to doing fancy tricks.

But this does not mean that he would allow his two younger brothers to go out and take risks.

He shook his head firmly, "No."

The twin brothers' excited expressions collapsed in an instant. They both saw a hint of relaxation on Charlie's face.

The result is still not good.

"Percy! Help me keep an eye on these two. Don't let them leave the camp!"

Standing at the edge of the camp, the three Weasley brothers watched the huge team disappear into the Forbidden Forest. Until everyone's backs were out of sight, George and Fred looked at each other implicitly.

"Okay, let's go back."

The honest man Percy had no idea of ​​his fate. He was so alert that he had just turned around when two dazzling red lights burst out behind him.

"Collapse!"

"All petrified!"

A stunning spell followed by a petrification spell, the combined efforts of the twin brothers caught Percy completely off guard. Percy had no time to react and turned directly into a stone statue sleeping peacefully, lying on the soft ground in the camp covered with a thick layer of leaves.

After dragging the honest man Percy in front of Ron and Ginny and signaling them to take good care of Percy, George and Fred began their preparations for battle.

Thanks to the bonus given to them by the Wizengamot, the two brothers, who were originally poor and penniless, can finally afford the storage props for the Seamless Extension Spell.

"George, Fred, where are you going?"

The twins, who were taking equipment out of their space bags, smiled wickedly, "Let's borrow those eight-eyed giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest to test the power of our new invention."

Chapter 299 Iron King vs. Acromantula

The two Weasley brothers kept taking out all kinds of strange parts from their pockets, and those odds and ends piled up on the ground soon formed a small mountain.

Squatting beside a pile of things that looked like they were made of all kinds of scrap metal, Ginny curiously picked up one of the pieces of armor that looked like a turtle shell.

After looking at the two narrow slits on the turtle shell and carefully comparing them with certain things she knew in her memory, Ginny suddenly reacted.

“Is this a mask?”

Hearing Ginny's words, Fred, who was taking something out, suddenly stopped.

"But this thing is too ugly!" Ginny shook her head. "You two have no sense of aesthetics at all. You are only thinking about how to play a prank."

"Uh, this..."

Faced with their sister's criticism, Fred and George had no way of refuting it and could only dig their toes into the ground a little embarrassedly.

Looking at the rough iron case in Ginny's hand, George scratched the back of his head, "Mom is not willing to give us all the bonus to use as we please."

"With that little pocket money, the two of us have to be thrifty and spend all the Galleons wisely."

Fred shrugged his shoulders at his brother's statement. "Compared to its combat effectiveness, the appearance is not that important, and we are not interested in creating a flashy work."

Luo

En immediately caught a key word in their conversation.

"Combat strength?"

As soon as you hear this key word, you can know that the pile of strange-shaped parts that the twins are now taking out are definitely some extremely powerful alchemical weapons.

Completely ignoring the stone statue lying on the ground and sleeping peacefully next to it, Ron's eyes were all focused on a strangely shaped "shield" on the ground.

"Why are you still drilling holes in the shield?"

"Oh, you're talking about this?"

George picked up the shield that Ron mentioned and weighed it. "This is actually a breastplate..."

But his voice clearly sounded lacking in confidence. After all, the thing he was holding in his hand was more like a shield with a slightly odd shape than a breastplate.

This thing is made entirely of two thick steel plates that are slightly curled inward and welded together. If a heavy machine gun is placed on the hole reserved in the middle, it will be a protective shield for the machine gun.

The corners of Ginny's mouth twitched. "This thing you two made is too sloppy!"

"Practicality is the most important thing, and haven't we perfected it yet?"

"It's just a semi-finished product right now. We haven't even tested its combat effectiveness in the field."

While talking, Fred did not stop his hands at all. Soon, the two of them stopped taking out the parts and started to assemble the parts on the ground.

Of course, before assembling, the two still had a very important problem to solve.

"You coming or me?"

"Let's play rock-paper-scissors."

However, for the twin brothers, this kind of competition method was impossible because of some kind of telepathy between them.

In the end, the two brothers had no choice but to each take out a small piece of parchment, write their names on it, and then give it to Ginny who was watching the show nearby to draw lots.

The name written on the parchment you drew, then...

"Fred, you win."

Looking at the wrinkled parchment in Ginny's hand, on which was clearly written the name of his good brother Fred, George began to dress his brother somewhat dejectedly.

The first thing put on Fred was an exoskeleton frame that was extremely rough, even wild in style, followed by the defensive armor on the outer layer of the exoskeleton.

He put a cylindrical iron sheet on his thigh, followed by another iron cylinder shaped like a boot. The two cylinders on the thigh and calf were stacked together, giving these originally abstract parts a concrete image.

"This is……"

Ron yelled, "A suit of armor?"

Neither of the two brothers, who were busy putting on their armor, paid any attention to Ron.

The leg armor was installed first, followed by the oversized breastplate that both Ron and Ginny complained about, which looked like a shield.

Under the influence of magic, the thick screws automatically rotated and tightened, firmly locking the breastplate and the thick back armor made of a whole piece of iron plate together.

Along with the clicking sound of mechanical transmission, what finally appeared in front of Ron and Ginny was a steel giant over three meters tall, with traces of rivets and screws all over the steel plates on his body.

On the giant's chest, in the center of the shield-shaped breastplate, there is a Kyber crystal as big as an adult's palm. Its volume is three times that of the crystal in Noah's magic wand.

During the years at Hogwarts, the twin brothers had been battling wits and courage with Hagrid, the warden of the Forbidden Forest, day and night, looking for any opportunity to sneak into the Forbidden Forest and search the safer shallow areas of the Forbidden Forest for gold Galleons in exchange for potion materials. It can be said that almost all of the money they earned was bet on this thing.

Of course, their efforts are rewarded.

A powerful power core, for an exoskeleton suit that relies purely on magic to work, the increase in combat effectiveness brought about by the power increase is visible to the naked eye.

Crude magic runes were drawn on the surface of the armor. Although they were crooked, it was a remarkable achievement for the twin brothers who had never received systematic instruction from an alchemy master and were simply self-taught.

Since it was a semi-finished product, some of the magic pipes originally used to supply magic power were directly exposed on the surface of the armor.

A huge Gatling gun was placed on the right shoulder of the armor, and a belt of 12.7mm machine gun bullets was coiled and connected to the backpack behind the armor that was cast with a traceless expansion spell.

Two thick pipes extended from the bottom of the backpack, which had a greatly expanded internal space, and connected to a sprayer at both hands. Judging from the unpleasant smell leaking into the air, it seemed that the substance transported inside was...

Some kind of dangerous chemical liquid that is extremely flammable.

Compared to the roughness of the armor's outer armor, the twin brothers obviously took much more time to polish the masks. Of course, this is not because the armor's masks represent their faces.

It's just because of time.

They haven't had time to carefully grind and polish the other parts of the suit, and so far only the visor with a relatively small surface area and simple shape has enjoyed the honor of polishing.

As the visor closed, the two thin slits reserved for the eyes glowed with a light blue glow, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night of the Forbidden Forest, so much so that students in the distance all cast their concerned glances in the direction of the Weasley brothers and sisters.

Standing on the tree next to the Weasley family, Noah looked at the battle suits below and for a moment he was so full of complaints that he didn't know where to start.

There was quite a large Weasley family.

First, they took the crashed plane of their SHIELD home and made some modifications to it. Then, without knowing much about the Muggle world, they rashly flew it out and headed straight for the Muggle capital.

When the illegally intruding fighter jet was discovered on the radar screen, several departments responsible for national security were almost frightened to death.

London, that’s where Karl Lagerfeld lives!

It would have been one of the worst incidents of all, but now the Weasley twin brothers are making trouble again. They have imitated the iron suit that Gwen wore during the Battle of London and created a copycat version of it called "Iron Monger".

A hint of human melancholy appeared on the face of the little fat turkey.