Chapter 1006 Free Snot Bubbles

Chapter 1006 Free Snot Bubbles

The function of the space converter oil lamp is not complicated. The lighted oil lamp will illuminate the path under the feet, and open a road in the unknown dark place according to the direction the soul desires to go.

This magical prop is especially suitable for fairy tales about wizards. Maybe the protagonist is a prince who is framed and imprisoned. After lighting the oil lamp, he leaves the prison guarded by the dragon to save the beautiful princess.

This kind of mystical function of operating in space can almost be compared with the time converter.

But it also has limitations.

First of all, its lamp oil is the magma secretion of the 'flaming mammoth'. If the place to go is too far away, such as the moon, the magma that the bottle of this oil lamp can hold may not be enough.

Secondly, as terrible as the possibility of going out halfway, it is that after walking halfway, the mind is shaken, and there is no desire to continue going forward, then the wizard will even lose his direction and be completely stuck here.

That passage doesn't exist as soon as you walk through it, but the whole road will fully manifest after you have completely walked into the destination.

There is not even a way to go back to the original position once there is no full out.

Lost in space, with no way to return to the real world, it is conceivable that the next step may be to wait for the demise of life.

It is precisely because of this that Anton asked his friends not to use this magic item for the time being, waiting for him to research a way to escape from that space channel urgently.

He originally thought that apparition or the flying spell should be able to at least allow people who were walking halfway to return along the road, but he tried several times without success.

This kind of passage has existed before. There are several secret passages between Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Hogsmeade Village. Wizards cannot Apparate in the secret passages.

Anton originally thought that Hogwarts' protection magic was working, but obviously not.

Moreover, the passages made by oil lamps and the secret passages in Hogwarts have some kind of magical rhythm difference, obviously they cannot be generalized.

He just had an idea.

Light the oil lamp, under the guidance of the soul, under the action of the body, completely walk out of a road, and arrive at the destination that you firmly want to reach.

Such a process can almost be regarded as a spellcasting!

And as long as it is casting a spell, there will definitely be a counter-spell, if not, it will only be temporarily absent.

In this way, time passed quietly.

The turmoil of the outside world does not affect this place, everything is so peaceful and peaceful.

The breeze is gentle, and the grass undulates like waves.

The wind chimes hanging on the window sill of the cottage made crisp music.

Anton would sometimes enter the secret passage leading to the hut on the hillside of the Hogwarts Beast Pen, carefully comprehend the magical rhythms that existed above, and sometimes sit on his long table to write and draw.

Studying magic day after day does not make him feel boring, on the contrary, he likes this kind of life very much.

There are different surprises waiting for him to discover every day, and every day is full of anticipation, looking forward to unveiling another layer of magic.

Beside Anton's long table, Anna actually went to buy a set of Muggle computers, and now she is using a software that looks extraordinarily complicated, and is drawing the "Moon Castle" she plans to build. Of course, Anna likes to use this Call it the 'Moon Palace'.

Anton felt that the name was unlucky, after all they really had a rabbit, Angelara, a black magic creature with tentacles and tongues.

Anna just smiled shyly and didn't argue with Anton, but continued to draw the weird building that combined Gothic and Chinese styles.

George and Fred yelled from the window in the distance. They got a fire dragon out of nowhere, and they were planning to find a way to make it have some wonderful love with Pu Rongrong.

The Romanian Ceratosaurus (also known as the Longhorn) apparently resisted such a thing, using its long, golden horns to smack Puffy, and even went so far as to blow fire and roast the poor fluffy creature.

So evil!

Well……

In the words of classmate Hannah, this is simply too evil for the Weasley brothers.

Boom~

Suddenly, a magical firework exploded in the sky, and it lasted for a long time.

A small magic mirror hanging on the belt of Anton's wizard robe suddenly made a beeping sound. He looked up, and Anna also picked up his own magic mirror and glanced, "Hannah is telling us to go over."

"She clearly has something she wants to show us."

"So fast?" Anton was stunned, and then looked down at the piles of magic manuscripts on the table, as if he hadn't researched anything yet.

"Hehehe..." Anna covered her mouth and smiled, "Student Anton, I have to remind you that the vacation has been over for a month."

"!!!"

Anton's eyes widened immediately, and he raised his head to look at the big clock in the corner in disbelief, and took a breath, "The deceased is like a husband..."

"I can't give up day and night, okay, okay, let's go there quickly." Anna saved the drawing on the computer, and pulled Anton to the corner where the broomstick was hanging.

"Oh, no, I'll take you flying directly!"

Anton chuckled, and suddenly a light gust of wind swept the two of them, flying towards the French windows of the cabin, causing Anna to exclaim.

"Is this the 'free wind bird' you mentioned earlier?"

"How about it, handsome, quack quack~" Anton took Anna's hand and flew quickly in the sky. An invisible wind supported them gently, even more than George and Fred who were riding a fire dragon. Arrive faster.

They followed the direction of the magic fireworks that could not go away in the sky, and soon landed in front of a sea of ​​pink flowers.

It is a very unique flower, half a meter high, with thick fingers, thick leaves, and a pair of narrow, curved, palm-length trumpet flowers.

"Wow~" Anna exclaimed, "It's so beautiful~"

It is really beautiful. These pairs of pink long trumpet flowers, the mouth of the trumpet is condensing a slightly oily bubble.

There are many white dots in the bubble, rolling lightly in the bubble.

"This bubble is a kind of liquid peel, and the white dots inside are its seeds." Neville explained beside him, "These bubbles will be about the size of a grapefruit, and then they will completely separate from this morning glory and float with the wind. Far away. Eventually these bubbles will be punctured by nature's treetops or sharp thorns such as stones, and the seeds inside will be sprayed everywhere."

Following Neville's narration, a gust of wind hit, and many bubbles flew up, flying towards the distance.

Glittering romantic misty colors in the sun.

"Wow~"

Everyone exclaimed in unison.

It is indeed beautiful!

Hannah looked at her friends proudly, and waved her magic wand to make a bubble fly in front of everyone.

"In order to make the seeds spray farther and cover a wider area, it is filled with a lot of gas by magical plants, which is suitable for humans and animals to breathe!"

"It actually has a certain weight, just because of the interesting structure at the bottom of the bubble, which allows it to release some gas little by little, so that it can float up."

With that said, Hannah carefully held the bubble and handed it to everyone.

Anton took it and weighed it, and he could roughly feel the weight of a lighter.

"It looks interesting!" George looked at it full of novelty, and looked at Fred with bright eyes, "Maybe..."

"Yes, maybe we can make it into some kind of spoof props, it must be fun!" When Fred took it, the bubble scratched his fingertips and exploded suddenly, spraying seeds all over his body.

The bursting force of the bubbles is not very strong, it is almost the feeling of an ordinary balloon bursting.

Make a slight snapping sound.

"The point is not the bubbles!" Hannah pointed to the densely packed flowers on the hillside and smiled triumphantly. "The gas in their bubbles is brought by the roots decomposing the earth's nutrients, not the air collected from nature!"

"so……"

Hannah and Navi Qiqi pointed to the sea of ​​flowers, pointing to the hut partners, "They can create air!"

"Wow~" Anton was envious, "You guys are the first to complete the goal!"

"Maybe I'm really more suitable for cultivating these magical plants, rather than running "Wizard World." Hannah looked at the sea of ​​flowers on the hillside with happiness, looking very satisfied.

"But this is not complete." Hannah shrugged, "I still need you to help me get some moon soil, at least to cover the hillside, I have to see if it can survive in the moon soil, Still releasing air fit for humans to breathe."

"If all goes well, I still need to try to grow it on the moon to see if it can adapt to the environment of the moon."

Hannah let out a sigh of relief, "It's been a long time."

She knelt down and stroked these flowers tenderly, her face was full of joy.

Anna squatted beside her curiously, and turned to look at her, "What's the name of this flower?"

"Oh, that's it. It's a cross between Twin Bean and Morning Glory. I call her 'Freedom Snot Bubble'."

"!!!" George was reaching out to catch a floating bubble, and he was stunned when he heard the name.

"Quack quack ~~" Anton pointed at him and laughed wildly, "You pinch the snot bubble!"

snap~

There was a soft sound, and the snot bubbles exploded, covering the seeds all over George, and Fred immediately laughed too.

"Hey, Hannah, why is it called 'Free Snot Bubbles'?" George pulled the seeds off his clothes and made a face at Fred and Anton.

"Hannah suggested that these bubbles might be produced by the plants themselves, so we chose one and planted it in a glass jar." Neville explained next to him, "then the gas in it increased, and the glass jar exploded. !"

"Yes!" Hannah looked up at everyone, "Their seeds yearn for freedom."

"And you look at this pair of twin pink petunias, do they look like a pig's nose?"

Suddenly, everyone's expressions became weird.

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