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Chapter 470 I also want to make one

Although he was angry, Andrew was rational enough to decide to go back without any hesitation - this place was not a good place to rest, and he needed a safe place to sort out his gains and losses this time.

Professor Failure, on the other hand, was in high spirits. On the way back, he began to explain to Andrew the choices made by most of the students of Kodosdorez, how they allocated tasks, and how they saved energy in order to search for supplies and avoid risks.

Honestly speaking, such hindsight may seem like a joke, but compared to talking about it at the beginning, it is obviously easier for people to absorb the experience after having their own experience.

Moreover, this place is indeed suitable for fighting - every Boggart in Hogwarts must be captured for use by the whole class, and just in the time of sweeping the first floor, Andrew cleared out two mischievous guys hiding in coffins.

'It was probably more extravagant when they recruited 50 students... But there is no way. The school has its advantages. Hogwarts is not without good places for training. It's just that the students' level is too poor, and the Forbidden Forest can't be used at all... What's more, it is absolutely impossible to catch magical creatures of the level of unicorns for classes here.'

But this kind of thing can obviously only be thought about in the mind. Not to mention that the underground area used for training is still in use, even if it is not used, the information of a place like the Forbidden Forest cannot be disclosed casually.

He carefully took note of the explanations of the failing professor, and at the same time analyzed the spells they often used - in terms of spell foundation, the spells commonly used here were much worse, and the spell casting was a completely new spell system, because the spells demonstrated by Professor Nepkin were obviously different from the spells of the other two schools he had seen.

"It's the result of another language evolution, but it's been useless to me for a long time... I'm not familiar with the spellcasting system of Uganda's Wagadu, not to mention that there is no key to transfiguration here..."

Walking and stopping, Andrew continued to absorb the adventure experience from Kodosdoriz - compared to Professor Nina's adventure stories, it was more direct and easier for Andrew to understand.

"Well, let's go this way first, Mr. Taylor," Professor Failed sent Andrew to the entrance of the second floor, "Please have a good rest. In the afternoon, we will try the monastery on the other side."

He said a quick goodbye to Andrew and turned away - apparently he felt that this morning's adventure was enough for Andrew to digest.

Andrew went to the next door and knocked, but Professor McGonagall did not come back.

Apparently, negotiations and stuff are still going on.

He shook his head, returned to his room, and began to write and draw quickly.

He received a lot of information this morning, and if he didn't record it, he would be doing a disservice to this adventurous experience that he had worked so hard to gain.

[1. Not just the Inferi. At least the real Inferi theoretically wouldn't use weapons, but the Inferi here are obviously becoming stronger. The tomb-like existence is obviously to facilitate their ambush of students while preventing them from gathering in large numbers - a very good idea.]

Then Andrew began to write and draw on the parchment.

The type of tomb he encountered in the morning, the way those guys ambushed, the arrangement of traps, etc., were all reproduced from his memory one by one using Transfiguration.

[2. The rules of the so-called graveyard are very strange, I have never seen them before, but they are somewhat similar to the deformed chess formations used by the professor for training. Are they compound? It remains to be explored...]

Attached below this line was the feedback from the various spells he had used that morning - Blazing Flame was undoubtedly the most effective, but under the condition of heavy armor, the consumption that was originally almost imperceptible became much more serious.

"Perhaps you could call it fatigue... but I'll think about that later, once the spell is at a higher level."

Andrew shook his head and put the things away. He didn't know why he had to put these two strange things together. Maybe it was the sequelae of dealing with too many office documents? "The most important thing is that I also want to make one. I can't make an Inferi or a Boggart for the time being, but it's not impossible to make a puppet or something..."

"No, it's too expensive. Transfiguration puppets and self-repairing puppets, my lab's budget can only afford a chessboard array, not to mention that I haven't been able to fully set up a transformation chessboard array yet..."

That thing is the professor's specialty - Andrew has too little time to master the rules. It's okay to create a swamp to control students, but it's difficult to increase the intensity.

"There is still room for exploration. If you want to study a few things at once, wizards are not sleepwalking. Besides, perception can also be misleading. When we went to Durmstrang's castle, it was obviously a protective misleading... If we go there a few more times and make a rough guess, we will be successful..."

He shook his head, put the parchment down, gave up speculating further, and lay down directly on the bed - he had to go to the so-called Taoist temple in the afternoon, and the best way to speculate when he came back in the evening was to not lose the big picture for the small.

Perhaps he was a little tired from casting spells continuously for a long time, and he slept until lunch time.

But unfortunately, neither Professor McGonagall nor the Vice-Principal in charge of the negotiations showed up. Andrew had to deal with the meal and was greatly impressed by the underground area.

"This is definitely a holy place for students to practice. I was deeply impressed by those cunning corpses and the traps that are hard to guard against."

He was not stingy with his praise, which made the expressions on the faces of several professors who stayed in Kodosdoriz look much better - although they were prepared for being forced to share the inheritance, it was still painful.

They were certainly somewhat enthusiastic, but only now were they completely satisfied - these were not fresh-faced students who had never seen the world, but wizards who were internationally renowned.

"Please have a good rest at noon. The monastery has a different feeling in the afternoon. Trust Professor Negokin. He is a famous adventure veteran."

"I very much look forward to it, sir."

Andrew responded enthusiastically.

About an hour after lunch, he followed the Failing Professor to the so-called monastery on the other side. He was still wearing the old outfit, a heavy armor, helmet, and boots, with the Failing Professor following behind to provide safety.

But this time the experience was completely different.

The monastery is a completely different style - to put it simply, this side is like an abandoned monastery, while here, it is almost a world of old ghosts.

This is another kind of suffering entirely.

They are as good at passing through walls as ghosts, and are proficient in all kinds of tormenting magic - jumping out of the blue to give you a fright is the mildest way.

In fact, when Andrew reached the end of the so-called first floor, he felt like his head was about to explode.

(End of this chapter)