Chapter 320 Only Ron Has Not Learned It Yet

African wizards have no shortage of water, food, and their own cleaning spells, so they can't be like the indigenous image that Chen Bin imagined.

As wizards, picking mulberry leaves, raising silkworms, and weaving silk are absolutely not difficult for them. Smelting metal is as simple as drinking water for wizards. They like to wear animal skins, bone ornaments, and hold wooden sticks, just because they like this culture and it is a kind of inheritance.

Therefore, they learned the formation method of enchanting Vulcan cannons in less than half a day. What kind of siege and pocket formations are more cunning than Chen Bin's. They use military formations to resist natural monsters!

The magical animals in Africa are much more fierce than those in other regions. If they were placed in Europe, they would definitely be powerful species at the level of monsters, just like the level of fire dragons. Moreover, their fertility is higher than that of Uncle Hei, so the wizards of each tribe are also warriors who have gone through blood and fire.

Uncle Hei praised these cannons and shields, and highly appreciated the door keys and various small props with transfer magic. They are good at combat magic, but most people can't learn teleportation witchcraft, and there are also very limited space items.

Now, these things just make up for their shortcomings. After knocking out the opponent, they can put them in their pockets, and there is no need to worry about having no place to put the bullets. As for those Vulcan cannons, Uncle Hei can carry them with one hand, which is not like a wizard at all.

Chen Bin was in a mess in the wind, and mourned for Voldemort in his heart. Uncle Hei was not defeated by him, but he just couldn't find their lair. Now they have taken the stun cannon and pockets to chase him, just to take away the combat power in his hands.

If they continue to fight like this, you will rob my people today, and I will rob your people tomorrow. All of Africa will rob Voldemort's people together to see how many tribal wizards he can keep under his command.

If he wants to maintain the scale, he will have to fight with the local tribes for subordinates every day. Will he still want to counterattack Europe?

Want to kill their leader and end it all? They also have wizards of Dumbledore's level, and they can also entangle in relay style, just rob Voldemort's subordinates. They are professional in this area, and they are not tired of playing for thousands of years, which is also the capital for survival.

The most important thing is that Uncle Hei is not good at Apparition! Voldemort wanted to take them to Europe, but he had to consider the issue of crossing the sea.

In the past, most of the tribes in Africa were independent, giving Voldemort the opportunity to grow up. Now, after the loan from the Witch Investment Bank, the various magic ministries have united and cooperated with local tribes. Although they don't have a strong man of Voldemort's level, they can also suppress his development.

If we calculate it this way, the number of tribal wizards who can loyally follow him may not be much more than the Death Eaters in the original history. The most troublesome thing is the alien races and beasts he has recovered.

An endless supply of micro wands (bullets) and tower shields were sent to the magic ministries in Africa, and a large number of space bags and teleportation spells were sent to them.

Yes, it is the teleportation spell. The factory can't catch up with the consumption of teleportation products, and the monks don't cover up anything. They directly find some "divine walking talismans" with similar effects written by some sects every day, or special editions that can be used by Uncle Hei once they tear them. It is said that they are under the banner of "Nama Workshop" outsourcing OEM products, which is more shameless than Chen Bin.

Africa has started a war for heads, Europe is carrying out the great cause of witch investment banks, and Chen Bin continues to hide in Hogwarts and eat melons.

[Note: Auntie Rowling did not describe much about the African magic world, so the writer added drama to the black brothers. In the original world view, there is a magic school in Africa that is open to all of Africa. It is larger than Hogwarts and has many subjects. Interested friends can search for it by themselves. The original setting mentioned one or two sentences: Most African witchcraft also uses gestures to cast spells. ]

In the blink of an eye, time came to February. Starting on the first Saturday of this month, the twelve-class Apparition training class began. The location was in the castle hall, and the instructor was Wickety Cross of the Ministry of Magic. As long as the wizards are 17 years old on the exam day, they can also sign up.

In the small group of five people, only Ron has not learned this magic.

Harry was taught by Dumbledore during last year's Auror training; Chen Bin learned it under Isha's supervision before he entered school; Kate had already taught herself short-distance movement during the summer vacation before she entered the third grade, and she was more skilled than Chen Bin after she recovered her magic power in the fourth grade; Hermione was the worst one, and she learned it after asking Isha for help during the Christmas vacation.

Therefore, in addition to the five known illegal Animagus in the magic world, there are four unregistered Apparition users. Who told these four people to learn this magic before the appropriate age?

They accompanied Ron to the hall on this day, and after Apparitioning back and forth several times in front of all the students, Wikkitai Cross gave them exemption from class, and they only had to take the exam in April.

Ron was very jealous of this, but he was not good at this magic, and he didn't feel it no matter how he practiced.

"I heard that Apparition doesn't require much magic power, it just tests will, courage and bravery." A certain egg man sat aside and said sarcastically.

Ron's forehead was bulging with veins.

"No, it depends on talent, look over there." Harry pointed to Higashino Heng, who could succeed after learning it once.

"No, he has the basics of shrinking the earth into an inch, it doesn't count." Kate spoke well of Ron.

Just as Ron's veins sank, Hermione made the final move.

"That's not right. Fujiwara obviously hasn't learned teleportation magic, didn't she succeed on the fourth try?"

Everyone looked at Fujiwara Aihua who was dodging left and right, and then turned their heads to look at Ron who seemed to be constipated, their eyes full of doubt.

°伊°: "Don't bother me! Get out! Out! Out! Out!"

(>ω<)^ω^)ω)*ω*)

Chen Bin once again came to the Pyrenees Magic Community for duty. This time his partner was Scrimgeour, the hawkish figure who was supposed to become the Minister of Magic this year.

After four months of patrolling, the wizards in the community began to recognize Chen Bin, the foreign Auror who patrolled every Monday, and often greeted him cordially, except for some shop owners.

There were more and more thefts in this community, and the Aurors had not found the murderer yet. It would be strange if the shop owners who suffered losses saw them in a good mood.

Chen Bin also wanted to investigate the case when he had nothing to do, but Scrimgeour was a conservative who believed that patrolling was more important than anything else, and case investigation was the responsibility of other team members. If residents had an accident while they were investigating the case, it would be their dereliction of duty.

Since the old predecessors also said so, Chen Bin had to let it go. Anyway, this was the French magic world, and he could not investigate it in depth.

Basically, his patrol mission is more like the patrolmen in his previous life. He has to deal with small things every day, but he doesn't encounter a big case in an average year. Unless the headquarters sends them to the scene that the stormtroopers have just handled, they will take over the remaining cleanup work. For example, seal the murder scene, sweep the nearby hiding places, find the shells on the ground, etc.

Now, Chen Bin's mission is even more boring than the patrolmen in his previous life. He is more like a security guard in the community, and he only needs to patrol back and forth. It's not that he doesn't want to handle the case, but does the Ministry of Magic in the neighboring country have the nerve to order Chen Bin to work in the major crime team and the anti-black team? He only works one day a week, more like a Hong Kong auxiliary police, who has his own regular job on weekdays.

Seeing the serious Scrimgeour, Chen Bin once again patrolled with a serious face, and then returned to Hogwarts to have dinner with Kate.

The day to visit Hogsmeade is here again!

"Ron, are you really not going?" Harry saw him burying his head in a book, and was really afraid that he would die suddenly and forget.

"Have fun." Ron waved goodbye, but his eyes were still on the books.

There were no students in the library, only Ron was reading alone.

"He's really not coming?" Hermione saw that only Harry walked out of the library door, and she felt a little disappointed.

"Everything has changed, and it's not the same as the prophecy." Harry shook his head and walked side by side with Hermione in the corridor.

In the fairy tale version of the story, everyone played heartlessly, facing Snape was a big deal, worrying about homework and grades, and eating and drinking.

However, all this changed in the fifth grade.

Harry struggled to change his fate and used all his strength to complete the Auror training every day; Hermione studied day and night to graduate early, and finally chose Harry; Ron studied hard to have a bright future with Lavender.

"However, even if Ron succeeds now, he will lose precious school memories." Harry took a sip of butter beer and sighed very literary.

Chen Bin looked at Hermione sitting opposite him, and then glanced at Kate next to him, confirming that they were holding back their laughter like him.

"Did I say something wrong?" Harry felt uneasy when he saw their expressions.

The Three Broomsticks Bar was full of people, but Chen Bin cast a soundproofing spell on the tablecloth.

"We also graduated early, so did we miss something?" Hermione asked back.

Harry was speechless. He shouldn't have talked about this with these three people.

Chen Bin didn't feel any pity. The atmosphere of the college entrance examination in China was a hundred times more cruel than here. Ron's current state was the mainstream in China. Who would lament that they would miss something like this? They were only afraid that they would miss the future if they didn't do this.

"Bin, why are you yawning all the time today?" Harry saw that he seemed to be about to fall asleep while sitting, and finally caught his attention.

(｀-ω-): "My fellow villager wanted to submit an article to a magic journal recently, but his topic was stuck, so he asked me to study it together in the past two weeks.

"What is Dong Ye's topic? "Hermione also became curious.

Katerina then answered: "It seems to be a study of melee magic. He uses Wing Chun as a melee martial art, hoping to disassemble the 'Spell Stop' and re-edit it into a spell to break the protective spell. However, when he casts it, the preparation time is too long, and it is not practical, so he plans to carve it on the gloves. After studying the material, he found that it is not ideal. Now he is working on the "Ancient Rune Research", hoping to improve the hybrid method of enchanting and transforming the gloves. "