Whip Up Some Little Gadgets

Andrew had not been on vacation for long. Although Mrs. Camille had not urged him, and Hogwarts had not sent him any letters, he still returned to school early.

He had seen the people he wanted to see and rested enough. It was time to get back to serious business.

Of course, the main reason was that even Muggle entertainment in this era was only so-so—computers, televisions, movies, all of them had such pitifully low resolution that they were not even as good as a mature Dream Orb, let alone the practically high-definition Dream Network.

There were no mobile games, and online games had only just begun. Though this era was full of vitality, it always felt like something was missing. He still intended to go back and transform the Wizarding world. That would be far more interesting.

"Returning to school so early, Andrew?"

When Hagrid opened the school gates, he still reeked of alcohol. "You've only been on vacation for a few days."

"I came back to do some experiments." As Andrew spoke, he tapped his backpack. A barrel of cider flew out and drifted into Hagrid's arms. "It's a local specialty from my side. Drink less, Hagrid. Dumbledore might have something for you to do."

"Of course. Dumbledore has always trusted me."

Hagrid looked pleased with himself. "Oh, right, Andrew. Some mushrooms in the Forbidden Forest mutated into several special mushroom trees. Professor Adams picked some and found they tasted pretty good. They'll be served at lunch. Remember to try them."

"Mm-hm. I'll go unpack first."

Andrew agreed, but did not think much of it. How good could mushrooms possibly taste?

What concerned him more was the spacesuit he had been thinking about these past few days after the moon landing.

By conventional spacesuit design standards, it needed