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Chapter 608: Steal half a day’s leisure

“Andrew, what are you doing?”

Jim at the door only dared to stick half of his head in and asked in a low voice.

There were not many people who could escape safely from Madame Camille's whip, and several of them were still lying there. He happened to be at an age when he was most obsessed with the outside world, and he really wanted to hear stories about the outside world.

"I'm splicing the radio."

Andrew at the table raised the things in his hand and said, "Come in, I have some snacks here, don't touch the parts on my table."

"That's too primitive, Andrew..."

Jim looked puzzled - everyone in the courtyard had a TV, even though Mrs. Camille forbade them to be turned on all day. But they did have one, and compared to the TV, radios and the like were too antique.

He had previously thought that the parts Andrew was fiddling with were game consoles. After all, the other party no longer had curfews or anything like that, so maybe he could come up with something interesting.

"It's interesting because it's primitive. I don't dare bring a game console here. It's fine for me to play with it outside, but if you bring it in and let Mrs. Camille know, you better watch your butt."

Andrew looked at the seven-year-old boy and decided to use intimidation, since he was used to scaring students all day long.

As for the original?

Today's game consoles are so primitive... He doesn't deny that there are fun games. Nowadays, the Famicom has come out, so how can there not be good games?

But that thing is obviously not suitable for alchemical activation experiments. Unlike a radio, the principle is simple and easy to use. It is still an electrical appliance and can be made after some preparation.

Most importantly, once it was completed, he really wanted to know how it would work at Hogwarts.

It is safe to stay in school every day, but I cannot conduct electrical experiments. Now that I am on vacation, I have time to do some research and try the effect of replacing some parts with Transfiguration materials on the performance of this thing.

This thing is not the same as an electric circuit. It is the simplest electromagnetic wave application device - at least the simplest electromagnetic wave application device he knows.

This is a new direction he has come up with during his extra lessons these days, but whether it can be used is another matter.

Existing radios cannot be used in Hogwarts, nor in the wizarding world, but Hogwarts does not shield electromagnetic waves, at least not in part.

Because sunlight is actually a kind of electromagnetic wave...

Although it sounds outrageous, the reality is like this - so Andrew's current plan sounds very outrageous, that is, to completely dismantle the radio, and then use alchemy to activate it, and then carry out bionics research...

Simply put, look at the frequency band of the radio activated by alchemy to determine the electromagnetic wave frequency band that can be used in Hogwarts.

He hasn't thought about the specific usage direction and future development prospects, and he hasn't made any plans yet. He is just trying to make a sound.

Yes, I just listened to it - I saw the radio when I went out shopping and bought it, and then a series of ideas came to my mind.

Unlike previous targeted explorations, this time it’s purely for entertainment.

He was on vacation now, learning Portuguese for fun - he would leave in two days to go to Brazil with Dumbledore.

'If nothing else, now I can speak.'

Andrew carefully adjusted the channel to make his work make sounds - amidst the crackling sound of electricity, this thing successfully searched for a channel.

Light music with a slight electric sound rang out in the room, making Andrew feel that his efforts over the past few days were not wasted.

Jim, who was eating snacks with disdain, also pricked up his ears - for a child of his age, a gadget with a bunch of messy threads and that could make noises was a very novel thing.

"It's ringing, Andrew!"

"Of course," Andrew raised his eyebrows, realizing that his joy was no less than learning a new magic. "Look who did it!"

"What channel is it now, Andrew?"

Jim stopped eating his snacks and leaned forward. …

"This naughty kid, how would I know if there is no label? It's enough that this thing makes a noise..."

"I don't know, Jim."

Andrew responded decisively, "There is no mark. I have to count it."

"What is the principle behind it, and how can it make a sound?"

"Because someone has hidden the sound in a special way, and then we can use it to find the hidden sound."

Andrew directly gave a magical explanation - it made sense anyway, the students who had worked with electricity before had the same idea, but unfortunately, they did not succeed until they entered the Ministry of Magic.

"Same with television?"

"Of course, Jim, things don't appear or disappear. There are traces of everything. If you can't find them, it means you're not using the right method."

Andrew explained very seriously.

He was sorting out his thoughts - he seemed to have thought of something magical just now.

"I don't understand, Andrew."

Jim's eyes felt a little dizzy; after all, he was only seven years old.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Bring your snacks, enjoy the holiday, and then prepare for school. Study hard, and then you will learn it - don't learn from those guys, they don't even understand why they were beaten."

“But they are fierce…”

"If they are fierce, let Madam Camille whip them again."

Andrew nodded, then started packing the remaining snacks and stuffed them directly into Jim's arms.

"Yes, I will, Andrew."

Jim nodded his head, but his face was full of confusion, "But you don't eat snacks?"

"There's too much to eat, and I can't use it here."

"You're leaving? Going to school now?"

Jim stared at Andrew. "But it's only been less than two weeks since the holiday. Didn't you say a full two weeks?"

"Yes, but I thought of something interesting, so I went out to deal with it. Anyway, Mrs. Camille won't be in charge," Andrew smiled. "It's enough to steal so much time to rest, and this time Mrs. Camille taught me a good lesson."

"Attend a class? But aren't literacy classes for children who don't go to school?"

Jim held on to the snacks but stared at Andrew - what he said was so strange that he could not quite understand.

"Another course, Jim."

Andrew poked Jim's head and said, "Don't let the enemy prepare. The less time the enemy has, the easier it is for them to make mistakes."

"I don't know."

"You'll understand after school. All right, Jim, do your thing. I'm going to pack my bags."

Andrew pressed Jim's head and pushed him out, who was full of curiosity. Then he started to do his own activities happily - the break was over and it was time to get to work!

(End of this chapter)