amazing magic

Chapter 101 100. Transformers
[Draco, I enclose a Christmas gift for you, I hope you don't think they are all Muggle things.

After all, there is nothing in the wizarding world that Malfoy can't buy, and preparing for these has almost used up all my savings.

I am writing to you from a Muggle hotel.It's a very dilapidated hotel. I must earn enough money during the summer vacation to rent a comfortable house. I hope to invite you to come (if you can tolerate the non-magic world).

When I wrote this letter, Christmas songs were playing outside, and the heavy snow covered all the roofs white, but people still stubbornly decorated them, which looked very lively.

I don't know if you're happy when you get home...Say hello to your parents for me.Thank you for the Chinese specialties they sent before. It is no exaggeration to say that they almost saved half my life.

Actually, I have a lot to say to you, but today is too busy, maybe I can save it for school to share with you?
Miss you unexpectedly.

Merry Christmas.

——Lin An]

This letter is not long.

Perhaps, not as long as Porter was given.

But after reading a few lines, Draco already felt his heart beating even louder.

He stared at the last paragraph until the house elf brought hot tea to Lucius, and Narcissa followed suit, then he put away the letter as if nothing had happened, and then began to look at the half-spent Lin An's savings one's gift.

The first thing he picked up was a pistol that didn't look brand new.

"what is this?"

He flipped through it curiously.

"A Muggle weapon." Lucius said stiffly: "It's not very useful, it's loud, and it needs to be loaded—what do they call it? Bullets. Muggles use this to fight."

The last time I saw this kind of thing was following the Dark Lord more than ten years ago.

At that time, they often passed some Muggle places, and occasionally saw some...

However, it can be done silently with a flick of a wand, and no one cares about these low-quality Muggle weapons.

Draco was a little curious.

He looked left and right, and then tentatively held the handle of the gun.

Look at the gift box again, there is a neat box of brass-colored bullets inside, and a note on the top:
[Dangerous weapon, please do not aim at anyone]

This is Lin An's handwriting.

Draco put the note away, only to find that there was a single picture underneath.

It was a picture of a Muggle soldier standing there with a gun, and Draco remembered the other's actions just by looking at it.

Then, he raised his arm, took hold of the gun, and pointed the muzzle straight ahead.

And when you open the picture on that page, there is a line of explanation on the back, which is the structure of the gun, how to use it, and some simple principles...

It can be seen that the method of use was filled in by Lin An in a hurry, and the handwriting is different.

He didn't quite understand it, but it didn't prevent him from understanding how the gun should be used through this passage.

At this moment, Draco, who regarded the pistol as a rare gadget, fumbled a little unfamiliarly to disassemble the magazine, followed the disassembly procedure in the picture, and filled it with bullets one by one.

When the reassembly was completed, he pulled the safety catch according to the comparison of the above explanation and the picture, and then aimed straight ahead——

"Draco," Lucius said indifferently, but his eyes were still wary at the moment: "Don't try random things like Muggles."

Draco had a rare stubbornness:

"Dad, I want to try."

He couldn't understand many things in the pictures and materials.This kind of incomprehension is not as esoteric but traceable as a spell, but a completely different system.

He begged, "Dad, can you cast an armor for me?"

Lin An said that whatever you do, you must try your best to ensure your own safety.

In fact, they have already learned this spell under the leadership of Lin An, but he does not know how to perform silent magic without a staff, and the Ministry of Magic does not allow students to cast it on their own outside the school...

Therefore, Lucius could only be allowed to make a move.

What's more, Lucius' magic power is more powerful, and the effect of armor protection will be greater than that of himself.

Lucius didn't want to bother with the Muggle stupidity.But at this moment, there is also an unspeakable desire to move in his heart——

Wizards were not completely closed off from the outside world, they just looked down on any Muggles, but that didn't mean they didn't get any news.

Draco's Muggle friend, he admired, but couldn't accept.

And the Muggle item in front of me...

Accompanied by a spell, Draco felt that his body was wrapped in thick layers of magic.

He came to the window, opened the window, and the bitter wind and snow blew in, making him tremble all over.

The vestibule of Malfoy Manor is spacious and quiet. The central fountain and various flowers and trees are as colorful as spring under the blessing of magic, but they are covered with dreamy snowflakes.

Even the house-elves decorate the yard with decorations for Christmas.

And this scene, Draco has seen too many times.

He silently imitated the movement of the person in that picture, with his legs slightly apart, his shoulders sinking, and then he held the handle of the gun with both hands, and pulled the trigger forcefully——

"boom!"

The strong recoil and noise made him raise his arm in shock the moment he fired the shot, and the trajectory of the bullet was completely deviated.

And his ears were buzzing, and he even staggered back two steps, and there was an unspeakable dull pain in his arm.

Armor protection is not for this kind of damage at all, so it doesn't work.

Narcissa screamed and pointed out the window at this moment: "Lucius!"

Regardless of the pain, Draco followed the other party back to the window.

I saw the fountain in the middle of the grass, where the eyes of the marble unicorn had been blasted into a ball of rotten gravel, and many broken stones fell on the snow beside it... That kind of power is simply... It's like a curse [Bones to pieces]

Draco murmured, "I'm aiming at the tree a little far away..."

But Lucius was already serious.

——How did Muggle artisans make these things?

Draco turned the gun over and over, then turned his head, took another look at the horrific unicorn, and rubbed his sore arm at this moment.

"The stack of materials says it's called Tokarev, and it's a product of 1930 that Muggles are about to eliminate."

"And this kind of thing can be mass-produced."

"I think... this is what Lin An has been saying, Muggles... Ordinary people, are stronger than we think."

He took out a stack of materials and decided to read them carefully during the holidays.

And it wasn't until then that he noticed that there were two brand new books sealed with plastic film next to them.

On the cover is a strange and huge creature that looks like an alchemy product, and its name is——

"Transformers"

　As early as [-], I read Harry Potter fanfic. At that time, readers were very tolerant, and everyone’s brains were very big. Many of them were political opposition between the magic world and ordinary people. For example, ordinary people sent undercover agents. , or planning for a rainy day in the wizarding world...

　　But the theme is very serious, because many be are too cruel...I can't accept it!
　　So, let me emphasize that this book does not have such a serious political direction, and even deliberately avoided it.

　　I can only accept easy cookies.

　　I want to see the high school dominate or the ruling party promotes cooperation...or I should change the book.

　　And, I obviously want to take a vacation today... I took a vacation, but I didn't take it all.I'm like a model worker...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)