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Chapter 479: The Achievements Of The Twins

In the Slytherin lounge, Amber sat alone by the window, looking at the pitch-black lake, not knowing what to think.

In other places in the lounge, students from various colleges gathered together in small groups.

They were discussing intensely about Amber's performance in Defense Against the Dark Arts class today.

It has to be said that after a meal with Moody, Amber's image became more and more tall in front of the students.

Everyone wants a boss who can help him vent his anger and kill him-a powerful enemy.

Even for most of the students, Moody and they don't have any hatred.

But things hurt their kind, and under the premise of the integration of the four colleges, the perception of Scytherin College can affect other colleges to other degrees.

"Brother, hurry up and tell me what's going on today?"

On one side, Lilith held two bottles of butter beer, squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty, and sat next to Amber.

"What the hell is that Moody?"

Amber pouted and said:

"No background, just a stubborn old school."

Lilith nodded, a thought flashed in her eyes.

Under the influence of Amber's advice, Lilith now has a deep understanding of the political environment.

It is natural to know that such a stubborn conservative like the purpose, of course, does not do any harm to the magic world.

But for them it's worth the upcoming reforms.

Its degree of harm is no different from that of a dark wizard like Voldemort.

The only difference was that Moody had salvageable value and Voldemort didn't.

Seeing that Lilith understood her intention in a blink of an eye, Amber's eyes flashed with relief.

Finally got one out.

Gradually, the mycelium of the fungus can also become independent.

After a period of experience, Lilith can completely handle Hogwarts' internal affairs on her behalf.

And myself.

Naturally, you can also free up your hands to do some other vital things.

For example, the development of magic technology, and the pursuit of the Deathly Hallows.

Thinking of this, Amber's thinking can't help but diverge.

In fact, regarding what Merlin said earlier, he wanted to make him the next Grim Reaper.

Amber has been noncommittal.

This is not the same as his long-standing goal, and a rash change is likely to lead to a total collapse.

As long as you face the god of death, no matter whether you take the initiative or not, the entire magic world will inevitably be eroded by the age of gods.

This runs counter to the original idea of ​​completely integrating the wizarding world and the Muggle world.

It's just that during this period of time, Amber has vaguely found a way to get the best of both worlds.

That is to vigorously develop military technology.

In fact, my own parents at home are doing this.

Thanks to the great reputation that the Cadmus couple gained in the European Muggle world back then.

During this summer vacation, Mr. Cadmus spent a lot of money to acquire several once famous Shili factories on a large scale, but now they are approaching and declining.

And these military factories will be fully allocated to Amber after the transformation at different times to conduct experiments on new magic weapons.

Once the test is successful, Amber will be able to advance, attack and retreat.

When the time comes, Grim Reaper?

How many teachers does he have?

Thinking of this, Amber couldn't help feeling excited.

He unconsciously took out his mobile phone, looked at the two red heads in the call log, endured it and still didn't make a call.

It wasn't long before he gave the blueprints to the twins, and it seemed too unreasonable to urge them now.

But fate is always so strange, when Amber was struggling, the twins took the initiative to make a phone call.

"Hey, Amber!"

"I heard, what you did today is really cool!"

"Although I'm sure Mom and Dad won't approve—"

"They've always had a good relationship with Moody."

"Actually you did a pretty good job, but that's not what we're talking about."

"Come to our secret base, you know where it is."

"The drawings you gave us before [we've made great progress."

Hearing the noisy voice on the other side of the phone and the twins talking about each other, Amber's heart suddenly became excited.

Twins are indeed twins.

As Hogwarts, a genius with the ability to invent and create is second to none.

They never let themselves down.

for a while.

Amber jumped up suddenly, and after hastily exhorting Lilith, she turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the Slytherin lounge.

‥ Ask for flowers...

Then he came to an abandoned classroom with ease.

For some reason, the twins don't like the Room of Requirement very much.

They prefer to use the abandoned classrooms here, jumping from a tower window will land on a platform that is invisible to the outside world.

And entering a small door from this platform is a vaulted classroom like an observatory.

When Amber entered the classroom, the first thing she saw were parts and drawings everywhere.

Looking at the twins buried in the drawing, Amber twitched the corner of her mouth slightly and asked:

"How long have you two been doing this?"

"In fact, we've been here since the banquet ended yesterday.

"Today's lesson is pointless."

"We didn't feel like we were going to listen to Cuthbert Binns babble.

"Stop talking about this, Amber, come here, look here."

After chatting for a few words, Fred grabbed Amber up and pulled him to a part.

Amber could see clearly that this was the firing pin of a large-caliber artillery.

"You've even figured this out, well done Fred!"

Seeing the firing pin, Amber's eyes lit up.

The production method of large-caliber magic artillery is completely different from that of firearms.

Firearms can be fine-tuned with various spells, and bullets can also be set to fire passively.

But the artillery is not good, he has to consider the fuze after the shell reaches a certain speed, and the damage range of magic and shrapnel after the explosion in mid-air.

And this is the difficulty of large-caliber magic weapons.

Want to solve this trouble.

The choice of firing pin is the most important.

But what the twins are encountering now is precisely this problem.

"Look here, Amber, there's a little problem."

With a flick of George's wand, the firing pin in front of him instantly became transparent.

And Amber can clearly see it in the firing pin. There are two magic lines, which are actually entangled together.

When Fred slowly input magic power.

The magic power passed through these two magic circuits, and even sparks sparked out, causing the firing pin to fall apart in an instant.