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433. Teapots, Cups, Spoons

This laboratory is located in a very remote location, located in a small fishing village called Elabaki in southern Iceland.

The village has a permanent population of only more than 500, but its infrastructure is quite complete and it is the main port and trade center in the south.

Professor Fox's laboratory is located in a corner of this small village.

From the outside, this house looks no different from other two-story buildings, but it looks extremely dilapidated and bleak, and passers-by around turn a blind eye to this dilapidated house, as if it does not exist at all.

It is obvious that the house has been subjected to an extremely powerful Muggle expulsion spell. Even though no wizard has come here to maintain it for so many years, the spell continues to take effect.

Lynn approached the door of the house, and there was an old door lock hanging on it. Conservatively, it must be the door lock that was popular 30 years ago, and it has nothing to do with modern times.

“Araho hole opens (no increase).”

An extremely simple lock-opening spell easily opened the door lock.

However, Lynn knew that this lock was just a decoration, and there was actually a very complicated procedure that really protected the things in the house.

In the forbidden forest, Professor Fox told him the whole process in a complete and complete manner.

Although Lynn has a good memory, he can't remember so much of such things after four years.

Fortunately, when he still remembered these things, he recorded all the steps on a piece of paper.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, which is a very good habit.

Lynn walked into the dusty house with the paper in his hand.

The furnishings inside are quite neat, and it is obvious that the owner of the room has carefully cleaned them before leaving.

But the dust accumulated over the years was covered with a thick layer on the ground. Before Lin En's feet could step in, a "smoke" was shrouded under him, and floating ashes were everywhere.

Lynn was in a hurry to find the laboratory hidden in this room immediately.

He raised his wand and began to clean the house first, used a cleaning spell to clean every corner of the house, and finally wiped a magic photo and hang it back on the wall.

It was a black and white photo. It was taken a long time ago, but magic potion was also used to make the people in the photo move.

There are six people in the photo, four men and two women. They don’t look old when they take photos, and they look like a young man in their twenties.

The six people stood in a row, hugging each other's shoulders and looking at the camera happily, looking energetic.

Lynn recognized at a glance the young man standing on the second place on the left was Professor Fox before the New Year.

He was handsome at that time, but he had the habit of squinting his eyes when he smiled, so he was very recognizable.

The other five are like-minded friends who once had Professor Fox, and they worked together to study and improve the black magic for ten years.

But in the end, four of them died in their own research, Professor Fox and his later wife kept the dust here and away from this sad place.

The magic world can have such a stable and safe spell casting system now, which is inseparable from the courageous attempts and experiments of these explorers.

They are the pioneers of magic, exploring different directions of magic through thorns until they come out a path for future generations to move forward safely.

After remembering the photo, Lynn picked up the notes recorded in his hand and began to prepare for opening the laboratory.

He first came to the kitchen and unscrewed the faucet above the pool.

There was no water dripping from the faucet, which was not beyond Lynn's expectations.

He turned and went upstairs along the stairs, then walked to the deepest wall on the second floor.

At some point, a portrait of an old witch with a big hooked nose, a face full of age spots and wrinkles as if it were gullies appeared there.

While cleaning, Lynn had already traveled to every part of the house. He could be sure that there was no painting on the wall at that time.

Lynn picked up the note in his hand and faced the old witch, chanting one by one in the order of the names written on the note.

"Antonin Vigo, Gareth Randrock, Isaac Mezlasi, Adorfi Chalet, Eliza Barty."

When he finished pronunciating all these names, the portrait of the old witch suddenly spoke.

"who are they?"

Lynn replied according to the set answer.

"They are those who are not dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, a door appeared on the wall with the portrait hanging on it. Lin Neng pushed the door open without hesitation and entered a room full of books and parchment.

The room is very large, even more than twice the maximum area of ​​this room. It is obvious that the owner of the house illegally used the traceless expansion curse to this room.

Lynn did not go to read the piles of books and materials. He knew that these things were not important, but the important thing was a set of teapots, cups and spoons placed on the table in the middle of the room.

Facing the empty room, he took a deep breath and said softly.

"Can you sing a song to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the teapot, tea cup and spoon on the table jumped up with "ding, ding" sound.

“Hurra for deg - tekst Hurra for deg som fyller ditt ?r……”

They sang a happy birthday song with a cute tone, but Lynn didn't hear that it was the language of that country (actually Norwegian, with the title of the song "Hurra for deg").

After they finished singing the song, the teapot, teacup and spoon all stopped and said briskly.

"Oh! Oh my god, how long has it been, and someone will wake us up."

"This is not a bad idea. At least I haven't spoken for more than 500 years, and I almost forgot what to say in English."

"You're too exaggerating. We've definitely not been here for 500 years. I'm sure there's only 100 years at most. Hi! Boy, what years is this year?"

Lynn honestly answered the spoon’s question.

"This year is 1995, and you haven't been here for a hundred years."

Suddenly, all three of them were silent, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

In the end, the teapot, which looked mature and steady, broke the embarrassment.

"Well, no matter how many years we've slept, you wake us up, so as agreed you'll get everything we know, so are you going to let us say it verbally or want written documents?"
Chapter completed!
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