Chapter 232: Magic Phone

Arthur noticed that the weather was never good at the beginning of the school year.

With the sound of the wind howling and raindrops hitting the ground, the carriage passed through the big gate with the winged boar statues and headed towards Hogwarts.

Luna and Astoria fell asleep with their arms around each other as they listened to the rain hit the carriage.

Meanwhile, Arthur was holding a copper plate and constantly writing something on it.

"What's this?"

Hermione curiously leaned over. Arthur quickly swiped the copper plate, erasing the words on it.

He was just having a conversation with Crouch, and the content was not suitable for children. He couldn't let Hermione see it.

"This is a little gadget I invented based on Muggle phones, but for now, it can only send text messages and not make calls."

Arthur handed the copper plate to Hermione. When she took it in her hand, she saw only one message and the contact information.

"How do I use this? I don't seem to find any buttons."

Hermione was very interested. As someone from a middle-class family, both her parents were dentists, so she naturally had a cellphone.

However, her parents' cellphone was very bulky and had a lot of buttons on it. But Arthur's magic cellphone didn't have a single button.

"It's a touch screen; you just need to tap it with your finger."

Arthur taught Hermione how to use it, and the young witch quickly got the hang of it.

"This thing is really useful. It's much faster than sending messages with owls, and it's not affected by magic interference."

After experiencing Arthur's magical phone, Hermione gave it a high rating. It was much better than her dad's bulky brick-like phone.

"I just invented it recently and have only made three so far. If you want one, I'll give you all a few in a few days."

Hermione happily nodded and gave Arthur a kiss.

This magic cellphone was made by Arthur a few days ago when he was bored at Crouch's house.

One was with him, one was left with Crouch, and another was sent to Nicolas Flamel.

Arthur had already made a simple version when he contacted Sirius last semester, but it wasn't until now that he showed a semi-finished product.

The communication in the wizarding world was way too backward, even the entertainment activities were outdated.

Not only did Arthur have to develop the cellphone, but he also had to research magical networks and magical computers to make this world more exciting.

With these products, he could control the lives of all wizards, like the big companies in his previous life, as long as a wizard used his products, he could control everything with his smartphone.

The carriage slowly entered Hogwarts, and Arthur woke Luna and Astoria up.

With a protective shield over their heads, Arthur and the others went through the castle gate without getting wet, making some people jealous.

"Whoosh!"

A huge water balloon fell from the ceiling and hit Arthur on the head, but his shield remained intact, and the shattered water balloon fell to the floor along the shield.

"Darn it!"

A high-pitched voice sounded, and Peeves appeared in front of Arthur.

"Peeves, get down from there!"

Professor McGonagall rushed out of the Great Hall. The floor was wet, and she slipped, but Hermione helped her in time.

"Thank you, Ms. Granger. Peeves, get down from there!"

Professor McGonagall shouted, but Peeves remained unfazed. He grinned and threw the water balloon he was holding at the students coming in from behind.

A Ravenclaw student was hit by a water balloon and immediately became wet.

She screamed and ran into the Great Hall while Peeves laughed even louder, feeling proud of successfully hitting someone.

"Fright!"

The arrogant laughter suddenly stopped.

The once boastful face of Peeves turned to horror, as if he had seen something terrifying.

The other young wizards were also saved from getting wet and took the opportunity to run into the Great Hall.

"Thank you, Arthur. Peeves has been acting too playful today. I was going to tell Nearly Headless Nick about him."

Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief. She had hurried over without taking her wand.

"Professor, there's no need to tell Nick. Peeves fell under my Fear Hex. He should behave for a while now."

Arthur had invented this little hex himself. It generated terrifying images in the minds of enemies, affecting their combat abilities.

Today, Peeves became the first victim of this hex.

The Great Hall was just as grand as ever for the start of the new school year's feast, with decorations that made it even more special.

Hundreds of candles floated in the air above the tables, shining on plates of gold and goblets with long stems.

Arthur had always thought that the silverware used at Hogwarts was made of pure gold or pure silver, but when he looked closer, he saw that it was actually made of a cheap alloy built with alchemy.

However, it still looked very impressive.

At Ravenclaw's table, Arthur felt a sense of familiarity.

The most charming thing about Hogwarts was that it made you feel at home.

Perhaps that's why so many students and staff were willing to protect Hogwarts with their lives.

In the teacher section, Sirius and Snape exchange glances. If this were a cartoon, sparks would be flying at the point where their eyes met.

When Hagrid saw Arthur looking his way, he grinned and waved. Arthur waved back with a smile.

The wait wasn't long before the side doors of the Great Hall opened.

The room fell silent as everyone turned their attention to the entrance.

Professor McGonagall led a long line of new students into the hall.

They looked rather messy, as if they had swum across the Black Lake instead of rowed across it.

The Sorting Hat, already placed on a stool, began to sing.

Everyone listened quietly since the lyrics in the Sorting Hat's song changed every year.

When the song finished, the Great Hall erupted into thunderous applause.

Cho also applauded, adding, "I don't understand why the Sorting Hat changes lyrics every year, but the message is still basically the same."

"If you were a sentient hat and could only sit quietly in the Headmaster's office chair every day but had a chance to show your stuff once a year, wouldn't you want to do the same?"

Arthur said, which got the girl to smile. She imagined the comical image and nodded in agreement.

"You're right. If it were me, I would even change the melody."

"Stewart Ackley!"

Professor McGonagall called out, holding a piece of parchment.

The Sorting Ceremony proceeded smoothly, without any Harry Potter or Arthur-like hesitation on the Sorting Hat's part.

Everyone was sorted into their respective houses as soon as the hat was placed on their heads.

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"Maria Zolko!"

"Ravenclaw!"

As the last young wizard was sorted into Ravenclaw, the Sorting Ceremony ended, and the Sorting Hat completed its task, being taken away by Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore stood up with a smile on his face, looking at all the students and opening his arms.

"I have only two words to say to all of you: dig in!"

Suddenly, the golden plates were filled with food. However, Arthur felt something was off.

Not only him but other young wizards also seemed confused.

The reason was simple, the food this time seemed to be simpler compared to the last few years.

There were only mashed potatoes, steak, and piles of grilled sausages.

"Has Hogwarts run out of funds?"

One young wizard joked and said what everyone was thinking.

"Consider yourselves lucky. You almost missed dinner."

A cold voice remarked It was the Grey Lady.

She floated over to Arthur and nodded in greeting, then proceeded to explain the reason to the young wizards.

"Peeves was particularly excited today. He wanted to attend the feast, but we refused him, so he went to the house-elves' kitchen."

"He threw everything he could find, flooding the entire kitchen with soup. It wasn't until the Blood Baron arrived and scared him off that things settled down."

Hearing Grey Lady's words, many students sympathized.

Arthur picked up a piece of steak and mumbled with his mouth full, "Thank goodness Hermione didn't hear this, or she would definitely go after Peeves."

Hermione still hadn't given up on her campaign to free house-elves.

Once, she even ran into the kitchen to promote the idea of freedom to the house-elves, which led the house-elves to believe they were about to be fired.

Arthur's personal chef also came running to complain to him, making him both laugh and cry.

It took a lot of persuasion to convince Hermione not to directly confront the house-elves anymore.

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