duel day at hogwarts

Chapter 77 Special Order, Portkey and Translator Bean

What Aldridge handed over was a round badge. The badge was black and had a wand pattern on it. Under the wand pattern, there was a line of small letters that read Sean's name.

Not only Sean, there was also one on Jason's side, and Aldridge also gave him Jason's badge.

"With this, will I be able to perform magic during the holidays?"

Nodding, Aldrich said: "Yes, Master, this badge can mark the traces on your body and make the traces special. When you use magic, the relevant programs of the Ministry of Magic will block your magic reaction.

, they won't know what magic you use unless they examine your wand."

Sean turned to look at Aldrich. He always felt that the second half of what the other person just said seemed to be implying something. He grinned. Sean did not go into depth on this topic. He changed the topic and said:

"Aldrich, it shouldn't be easy to apply for this special order, right?"

"Of course not." Aldrich still had that pretty standard smile on his face. He shook his head slightly and said, "Master, you can think of this special order as some kind of privilege. In fact, the Ministry of Magic does not allow it.

There is an ironclad rule against underage wizards using wands on holiday.

However, some people come from pure-blood families or magical families. The environment in which they have lived since childhood is a magical environment. If they do not use magic in their daily life, life will become very troublesome. In addition, these people's families are in a magical environment.

The magic world has more or less influence, which makes them open up a hole in the magic world. Children of these pure-blood families or magic families use magic at home, or use some small magic in places where there are no Muggles.

, will not be warned by the Ministry of Magic, which regards these behaviors as normal.

And when such a hole was opened, the existence of special order was gradually derived."

Sean looked at the badge in his hand, grinned, and said softly: "This little thing is more of a privilege than a special order."

"The young master is worthy of being someone whom the master often praises. He has expressed the essence of the special order in one sentence. I have learned a lesson from him."

Jason looked at Aldrich with a blank expression.

Start licking now?

Sean looked at Aldrich. He used to hate dog licking the most, but when the object of licking was himself, Sean suddenly felt that dog licking was not without any advantages. At least it could bring him something from his heart.

The feeling of pleasure is very good.

The door key to France was quickly delivered on a tray by a young employee of the Ministry of Magic. At this time, Basil also ran over in person and said to Sean and the other three enthusiastically: "Please three people."

Put your hand on this fork, of course the fork is small, just one finger will do."

Aldrich and Jason pressed their fingers on the fork one after another, and Sean also stretched out his index finger and pressed it on the rusty fork tip.

Seeing the movements of the three, Basil immediately smiled enthusiastically and said: "Okay, three of you, please be ready, three...two...one!"

It was as if a huge hook was hooked into his navel. Sean felt that his feet were flying off the ground in an instant. His fingers seemed to be stuck to the fork. His body continued to fly forward at a high speed.

When Sean's feet landed on the ground again, he felt that his knees were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Aldrich reached out his hand at the right time and held Sean's arm, preventing Sean from actually kneeling on the ground. After a little relief, he quickly returned to normal.

Instead, it was Jason, and Aldrich had no idea of ​​helping him. When Jason landed, he fell flat on his face, and it took a long time before he got up from the ground in a somewhat embarrassed state.

"Eleven o'clock, from the British Ministry of Magic."

This sentence was in French. Sean got up from the ground and looked at the vast hall he was in and some clauses written in French on the nearby walls. He knew that he should have arrived at the French Ministry of Magic.

"Master, please put this thing into your ears."

Sean looked at the thing in Aldrich's hand, which was two silver metal beans. Looking carefully, there were a large number of densely packed small characters on the surface. These characters were composed of many different languages, including English, French,

German, Russian, even Chinese, and many other languages, Sean can't even recognize them all.

"Is this a magic item that can solve language problems?"

"As expected of the young master, he hit the nail on the head. It is called a translation bean. It is a magic item that is extremely troublesome to make. Therefore, the quantity is very rare. There are only seven sets in the Bosted family. This time it is because the young master is going to Booth.

Barton, I just gave you a set."

Looking at the set of two translation beans in Aldridge's hand, Sean picked up one and asked: "If I use this thing, what about you?"

"Thank you, Master, for thinking about us, but we don't need these. I received language training when I became a personal butler, so French is not a problem for me. And Jason, his mother is French, so..."

"I know French." Jason said this in French.

Sean looked at Jason and then at Aldrich, and had to sigh that his cheap grandfather was so considerate, so considerate that Sean almost felt that he really regarded him as his grandson.

Gee, why do these words feel a bit strange...

"How do I use them?"

"Put one in the ear, either left or right, and hold the other in the mouth and press it under the tongue." At this point, Aldrich hesitated slightly and said again: "Of course, these have been cleaned and there is no

Dust or bad substances, young master, you can safely keep them in your mouth."

Sean looked at Aldrich. He knew what the other person meant by the last sentence, so he shook his head and said: "Aldrich, I am not such a hypocritical person, and you don't need to be so cautious in the future."

"Master, you are magnanimous, forthright and free. My subordinates understand."

He stuffed the translation bean he was holding into his right ear, then picked up the other one and put it into his mouth, pressing it under his tongue. When Sean closed his mouth, he immediately felt two chills coming from him.

Rising from his right ear and mouth, these two chills soon gathered together and spread to Sean's entire head.

At this time, Sean opened his mouth, took out his ears, and found that the two translation beans had disappeared. At the same time, the chatter from outside the hall that he could not understand just now became like his mother tongue.

I can fully understand the meaning inside.

After pinching his throat lightly, standard French sounded in Sean's mouth.

"Oh, this thing is really interesting."

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