"Tom, Tom, where are you? It's time to go to bed."
There was a gentle knock on the door of the room on the second floor. Nia pushed the door open and quietly leaned in. She looked at Albert who was sitting at the desk and asked, "Is Tom here?"
"It must have gone to the master bedroom to use the air conditioner," Albert said. There were two places in their house with air conditioners, the master bedroom where Daisy and Herb slept and the living room.
As a cat that likes to enjoy life, after the air conditioner in the living room was turned off, it naturally ran to the master bedroom to use the air conditioner, while only a fan was turning in Albert and Nia's room.
"oh."
Before Nia left, she took one last look at Albert and closed the door. She went down the stairs and knocked on the door of the master bedroom. "Mom, is Tom over there?"
"Tom is here," said Daisy, pointing to the fat cat on the chair.
"Tom, it's time to go back to bed."
The girl quickly picked up the fat cat Tom and went back to her room.
In the wizarding world, magic that can create ice is relatively rare. At least Albert has not yet found any magic that can create ice and cold air. Even if the spell contains the freezing spell, it does not make the object really freeze.
As far as Albert knows, the most effective way to create cold air is actually Dementors. Wherever Dementors appear, the surrounding temperature will become extremely cold, and even hot water in a cup can be frozen into ice in a short time.
If we could seal the Dementors into a container, maybe we could create a magical version of a refrigerator or air conditioner.
Dementor brand air conditioner, just thinking about it is very exciting.
"I guess no one dares to buy it!" Albert said self-deprecatingly.
After all, wizards generally stay away from dark creatures like Dementors.
Not to mention there’s an air conditioner with Dementors in the house.
In fact, Albert knew that Florin Fusco's ice cream shop used a modified version of a Muggle refrigerator, just like Arthur's flying Ford car.
Magic is sometimes useful.
As for, banning magic on Muggle-made things
Old Fusco didn't really care.
Anyway, I don’t know yet, so it’s still unclear whether it’s illegal or not.
Besides, old Fusco had so many connections that basically no one would go out of their way to cause trouble for him.
"What are you thinking about?"
Isobel's voice came from the two-way mirror.
"I wonder how wizards survive the hot summer without air conditioning and electric fans?" Albert looked at the girl in pajamas in the two-sided mirror and told her his thoughts with a smile.
"You are so brave. I dare say that except you, no one would think of locking up the Dementors and using them as a cooling tool." Isobel covered her forehead with her hand, feeling helpless about Albert's audacity.
However, after having used the cursed mandrake as a weapon last time, the girl had no doubt that Albert would put it into action one day.
Dementor cooler, that's as funny as it sounds.
It will definitely become a laughing stock in the wizarding world!
"A small number of wizards will cast basic movement spells on the blades to achieve what you call the fan effect." Isobel thought for a while and finally explained the confusion to Albert.
"Of course, you can also use the weather modification spell to create a windy environment."
"What about most wizards?"
"In fact, most wizards are not afraid of heat. They are used to that kind of life." Isobel continued, "Especially those dark wizards. They live in gloomy castles and manors, and they exude a chill all over their bodies."
Of course, Isobel was joking with that last sentence.
But what she said also makes sense. Would dark wizards be afraid of heat
No, they are not afraid.
This is probably a cold joke in the wizarding world!
"Is bubble milk tea delicious?" Albert changed the subject.
Talking about Dementors and Dark wizards at night is really boring.
"That one is delicious. Katrina likes those chewy black pearls."
Isobel held her chin with both hands, looked at Albert in the two-way mirror and said, "However, I tried to make it several times using the tapioca flour you sent me, but failed. Is bubble milk tea a drink over there?"
"I guess so. It's a very popular drink, and people usually add some ice cubes to it." Albert paused and asked, "I'm curious, how did wizards get ice cubes? Don't they need to keep food fresh?"
"That... I'm not sure." Isobel shook her head.
"Most wizards don't care much about making their lives more comfortable. They don't even know how to enjoy life as well as Tom does." Albert said helplessly, "They never use magic to improve their living environment."
"It can be seen that you are a person who likes to enjoy life." Isobel said casually.
"No one wants to be cold in the winter, and no one wants to be hot in the warm weather." Albert muttered, "The wizards in the British wizarding world are a bit old-fashioned. I heard that most wizards in the United States are very familiar with the lives of Muggles and know how to make their lives better."
"I'm not very familiar with the American wizarding world."
"You can help me find some related magic and teach me when I go to school. It's too uncomfortable not being able to use magic." Albert couldn't help complaining about it again. "I don't even dare to bang my wand now. Hetok mentioned Dolores, that toad. I don't want to deal with the director of the Ministry of Magic's Abuse of Magic Department at all. That guy is just a big trouble."
"Okay, but don't get your expectations too high." Isobel suppressed a yawn.
Just then, an owl flew in through the window. Albert thought it was Sheila coming back, but he didn't expect it to be a gray night owl.
It threw a letter on the table, ate some owl nuts from Sheila's trough, and then flew away.
Fortunately, Sheila was not there, otherwise the two sides would probably have fought.
It seemed that Xuela had something to do today, so she flew away by herself. I guess she didn't know where to go to bring back the message for me.
"Katrina is here, that's all for now, good night!"
Isobel took a piece of cloth, wrapped the two-way mirror, and put it in the drawer next to it.
"Good night."
Albert also put away the two-sided mirror and was about to open Sera's letter when another owl flew in. Sera came back and brought him a letter.
Albert was a little surprised that the letter was from Hermione.
Hermione said in the letter that she had lost contact with Harry, and Ron had not been able to get in touch with Harry either.
Albert naturally knew what was wrong with Harry. The Malfoy family's house-elves intercepted all of Harry Potter's letters.
"He may be in some trouble. Potter's family doesn't seem to like wizards very much. Maybe they don't let Potter reply and locked up his owl. You know, underage wizards can't use magic." Albert wrote some suggestions to Hermione: "If you can't contact Potter, you can go to Potter's house. I think Hagrid should know where Harry lives."
"You can talk to Hagrid and tell him that Harry is in a bit of trouble. I think Hagrid would be happy to go there himself."
After Albert finished writing, he did not give the letter to Sheila. He planned to wait for his owl to recover its strength before letting it deliver the letter.
At this time, another owl flew in and threw a letter on his desk.
Albert picked up the letter with a strange expression on his face, because the letter actually came from the United States, across the ocean.
I don't have many friends in the United States.