Days wandering around Hogwarts

Chapter 377 Do you want to give it a try?
After class, Kitov approached Charles and asked him how he felt about the class.

Charles answered seriously: "I feel that the knowledge structures of different schools are different."

Honda, who was standing next to him, didn't have such a high EQ and said bluntly, "I feel like an illiterate. I didn't understand anything."

He is not an isolated case. Many guests who come to take this course look like they are sleepwalking when they walk out of the classroom.

This is not surprising. There are not many places in the world that teach magic materials science, and it accounts for a large proportion. When Professor Chepkin talked about this part, no one understood at all.

Louis Manz said: "I can understand part of the magical materials science. Although the translator parrot failed to translate some professional terms, I can still infer from the context that this part is in the alchemy class at Beauxbatons."

Kitov nodded and said, "Magic materials science is developed from alchemy. It is mainly about the application and processing of materials, while alchemy tends to study the changes in materials."

"Professor Chepkin has extensive collaborations with several professors, including Professor Mikhail of Alchemy and Professor Shimuhin of Magic Materials Science. Their results give the principal a headache."

At this time, Valentina came from behind, inserted between Charles and Kitov, put her arm around one of them, and said to Charles: "Charles, Professor Mikhail wants to invite you to his office this afternoon. He wants to thank you very much."

Charles asked in confusion: "What does Professor Mikhail have to thank me for?"

"Because he made a lot of money from you, which saved his research." Valentina said with a smile, "He was studying a mysterious metal at the time, and when he was about to do the final step of the experiment, he found that all his savings were gone."

"It just so happened that you were ordering custom knives at that time, so he picked out two of the best ones from his collection, modified them and sold them to you. That's how he had the money to complete the experiment."

Charles didn't expect that there was such a story behind his custom-made saber and two-handed sword, but he found a problem and asked, "Didn't Professor Mikhail's research get support from the school?"

At this time, Kitov and Valentina both laughed, and Charles thought there was something strange about this.

Valentina said: "The school was very supportive of his research until he blew up his lab three times."

The corners of Charles, Louis Mantz and Honda Jianxiu's mouths twitched. This experiment was too cruel. No wonder the school did not support it.

What made Charles even more speechless was that Professor Mikhail's office and laboratory was actually outside the castle. It was a wooden house next to a birch forest and looked very quiet.

After leaving the castle, Charles first walked through a polar bear playground where dozens of bears were roaming around or playing.

These white classmates were not friendly to strangers, which made Charles a little worried.

At this time, the boss of the animal world appeared. Ruby fell from the sky and stood on top of Charles' head, with his head held high. The polar bears lined up to greet him.

Charles walked by with the ruby ​​on his head, causing a group of seven or eight-year-old students nearby to burst into laughter.

Ruby then ignored the moving shelf beneath her feet and flew over to play with the other children.

Charles walked up to the cabin, and before he knocked, the door opened by itself.

In the middle of the room is an office. On the left side, there is a curtain that looks like a resting place. In the laboratory on the right, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with half of his light blond hair already receding, is mixing potions.

"Is that Smith?" Professor Mikhail asked without turning his head. "I'm still busy for a while. There are drinks and snacks on the table. Please wait a moment."

Charles replied: "It's me, Professor Mikhail. You go ahead and do your work. Don't worry."

He was a little worried, what if the professor was in a hurry to finish what he was doing and an explosion occurred.

On the small table for guests was a large bottle of homemade green soda, just ordinary tarragon lemonade, with a unique taste. On the plate were chocolate, cheese cubes and milk biscuits, which tasted pretty good.

After more than ten minutes, Professor Mikhail finished the work at hand and came over to see Charles staring at the wall.

There was a cabinet there, and on the top shelf was an AK-47.

"This is the work of my grandfather's seventh brother." The professor looked a little proud. "It's very interesting, isn't it?"

Charles nodded and said, "It is indeed very interesting."

Mikhail sat down and poured himself a glass of soda, and continued, "That year, Grandpa Mikhail asked me, 'Little Mikhail, can you use magic to make it more powerful?'"

"I said, 'Sure, I can make it as powerful as a cannon!'"

Charles felt that the air around them must have been filled with the smell of vodka as they spoke.

He complained in his mind and asked, "So, you invented a bullet that explodes?"

"That's right!" Professor Mikhail looked a little excited. "During this period, we encountered many difficulties, such as it was too sensitive, the storage conditions were harsh, and it was difficult to process. These problems were finally solved."

"I summarized the previous experiments and came up with the correct formula, but I had no money to buy the ingredients at that time."

"Chepzin and Shimushin lent me some money. I didn't ask for much. They also had their own experiments."

"It was a good thing you wrote to Valentina then."

Charles thought that the experiment conducted by the two professors was probably dangerous, so he had to pay for it himself.

Professor Mikhail pulled out his wand from his sleeve and waved it. The cabinet containing the AK opened and a box flew out.

The box was full of 7.62X39mm ordinary bullets, the tips of which reflected a dark green metallic luster.

"High-hardness copper?" Charles recognized the dark green part, but didn't know what it was called, so he just stated its characteristics.

He had performed similar processing on metal wires such as copper and iron, but the resulting metal wire was too hard to untie into a large ball for testing, so it had to be rewound into a spring and processed again.

Professor Mikhail smiled and shook his head. He said, "It is very hard now, but when it is hit at high speed, it will become as soft as chewing gum."

"The biggest problem I encountered when studying explosive metals was how to make them dull so that the acceleration of the bullet would not detonate them."

"Later, I referred to the fuse of artillery shells and installed fuses on bullets as well."

After listening to this, Charles asked curiously: "How powerful is a bullet?"

Professor Mikhail did not answer directly, but asked him: "Do you want to go to the training ground and give it a try?"

"Boris should be at the training ground now. You can try it yourself with him."

Of course Charles agreed immediately.

(End of this chapter)