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Chapter 560: Is there still a competition?

"He really dares!"

Ron spoke to Harry with excitement on his face.

The so-called tea party ended ten minutes ago, but Ron couldn't stop thinking now.

"How on earth did he come up with this idea? We were in the same class together in the first grade!"

Ron really couldn't control himself.

He had just seen too many things—Andrew showed a room full of wizards a dream about the future, but the most important thing was that it was a dream that seemed feasible, and Andrew was still pushing forward with it!

"Look at this planet from the moon, Merlin's beard!"

Ron was a little excited and incoherent. "Of course, of course, I know, I know that the earth is round and it revolves around the sun, but I didn't think about it, I really didn't think about it, Harry."

Ron gestured with his hands, "Build a laboratory on the moon that can allow wizards to jump that high!"

"That's very cool, Harry, that's very cool, and that air broom - gel made out of air, yes, air gel! He's using the air to Transfiguration, just like he used Transfiguration to do the Shield Charm."

"But Taylor also said that the air broom thing is not very certain. He just made a hypothesis. Aerogel and air are not the same thing. It's just..."

Harry tried to explain, but he couldn't explain what aerogel was.

"It's not enough to just find an object that can mix with air. Even Kodosdoriz's big tree broom is at least somewhat similar to a broom. He is still looking for something that can combine with air to be as good as wood," Hali said.

"Magic - conduction, is this a compound word?"

Ron spoke with a bit of a stutter, mainly because the newly coined word was too long.

"It's like this. He's trying all kinds of materials to conduct magic. I really can't believe how he came up with this idea."

Harry confirmed, "He seems to have found it easy to sort things into categories. He seems to be trying to encourage standardization of certain specific properties for all wizarding substances."

"Yes, he even said he was going to create a publication to publish the properties of various substances under the standard. Doesn't he plan to do it himself? This is something that can be published in the history of magic!"

Ron sighed.

"He's already in History of Magic, and he's taking both of us, little Ronnie."

The twins suddenly appeared in front of Harry and the others, smiling, "You're not talking about the Ripper now?"

"It's none of your business," Ron retorted immediately, "It's vacation time now, you two aren't planning on doing any pranks, are you?"

He looked at his two brothers in confusion, considering whether he should go to Taylor and file a complaint against them.

There is a tea party tomorrow afternoon - to be more precise, the discussions and presentations will continue until the start of school, and he doesn't want to be blamed because of the two of them.

"We never had any problems with Garlon, Ronnie."

Fred nodded, and George added, "We're not looking for you, Ronnie. We're looking for Harry."

"What bad things are you planning to do?"

Ron looked alert.

"Just a small inquiry. Another of our investors has a small question, but we can't say who it is - Harry, how are you feeling lately?"

"Everything is fine," Harry thought for a moment and then answered decisively.

What could be wrong with him?

Who would ask him how he felt?

"What the hell are you two doing? Don't even think about hitting on Harry. If you do anything, I'll tell Mom!"

Ron threatened.

"It's a friendly inquiry. Well, Ronnie, it's an inquiry that will make you envious," Fred hesitated, but still felt that it was better not to be beaten, after all, the other party did not ask for confidentiality. "An inquiry about employment after graduation, and an invitation. At Durmstrang, Headmaster Karkaroff admired our contribution to the progress of the wizarding world. We had a good chat, and he invited us to become professors after graduation..."

"Professor, you guys?"

Ron's eyes widened, "Merlin's beard, has he gone mad, you two, Professor?"

He had never heard such a funny joke in his life. If Fred and George hadn't both looked serious and hadn't just threatened his mother, he would have laughed out loud.

"But, you are only in the sixth grade..."

"That's for after graduation. If we want, we can go there as intern professors in our seventh year. There are very few courses, so we have plenty of time to do research."

Fred nodded, "Professor Karkaroff also asked about Harry's situation. After we said that Harry was an excellent Seeker, he actually wanted to see Harry and Krum train, so he asked us to send an invitation to see if Harry had the time."

"He must be crazy!"

Ron grumbled, but he believed it a little.

As for research, even mom wouldn't say anything - the two of them seemed to have something in research.

"That you?"

"We're still thinking about it. We'd rather open a joke shop - but Harry might be interested in practicing with Krum. Let's come and ask."

George hesitated, but finally gave the answer.

"No, you two are crazy too!"

Ron's eyes widened - he gave up being a reserve professor and opened a shop?

Even a professor from Durmstrang!

"You always have to do something you like, research or something, it looks cool, but it's still a bit too boring. We prefer applied research, and it would be even cooler if it involves some pranks. After all, who can compare with Taylor in serious research... He showed some of his own research for a whole afternoon."

"But that's cool, isn't it?"

"Of course it's cool, but it's not suitable for the two of us. We prefer the daydream spell that allows us to do whatever we want."

Fred spread his hands.

"Ah, what are you guys doing here?"

Hermione's tired voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the conversation of the four people.

"Ah, Hermione."

A smile appeared on Fred's face. "I'm afraid you won't be able to do better than Taylor in the exam."

"I know."

Hermione said weakly, "I have been tortured by that noise all day and don't want to listen to this meaningless thing."

"Noise, you didn't see Taylor's presentation?"

Ron expressed regret.

"What display? The tea party?"

"You actually missed it. What important thing was it? Oh, yes, there's also the competition!"

Ron suddenly realized.

"Yes, there are still games."

Hermione nodded, looking tired, "I understand. Let me go back to the common room first."

(End of this chapter)