One Saturday morning in April.
Morris awoke from his lodgings and was immediately teleported to the Ship in a Bottle.
He went to the living room, threw himself onto the sofa, and stared blankly at the television screen that had no picture.
Recently, his Animagus progress has been going smoothly without any major issues.
The adjustments to the flying broom are also proceeding smoothly.
In order to create a broom that could beat the Firebolt on the market and achieve financial freedom, Morris spared no time in investing in this endeavor.
He bought and studied almost every broom available on the market.
Besides the Firebolt.
Thinking about this, he rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat regretful.
Why did I have to tear it apart in the first place?
If he were to spend another 500 Galleon to buy one, wouldn't that make him seem a bit foolish...?
Okay, it's just really stupid.
Just as Morris was pondering, "Meow!"
The Guantou rushed in, its cries more urgent than ever before.
Morris immediately understood its meaning, and paused for a moment, "You lost that secondhand wand?"
The Guantou nodded vigorously, its tail drooping.
"Alright, don't rush." Morris got up and went into the corridor, coming out with a box in his hand.
He placed the box on the table and opened it, revealing a large, haphazardly arranged pile of wands of varying lengths and colors.
"I bought these wholesale from Knockturn Alley, just in case." Morris patted the box. "They're all useful wands; take a look and see which one you like."
The Guantou shoved closer to the box, its expression subtle.
It was in such a hurry just now; turns out its owner had secretly hoarded a whole box of them?
It lowered its head and began picking through the pile of wands.
Morris leaned back on the sofa and watched.
In fact, he bought these wands specifically a while ago. The shopkeeper said it was wholesale price, but it wasn't actually cheap.
He had two main purposes in buying these wands.
One of his goals was to study the structure of the wand. He wanted to understand how the wand worked internally.
Secondly, I wanted to try equipping the summoned skeleton soldiers with these items.
As it turned out, the second idea failed.
Skeleton soldiers cannot use magic wands.
So he just left these wands lying around in the warehouse, waiting for some silly cat to lose them someday.
Yes, he had long anticipated this day.
As the owner, he knew his pet's character all too well.
Incidentally, within Morris's group of undead creatures, Guantou's role is that of a "pet."
Aside from Yanhua, Guantou, and the Champion, he usually carries other undead creatures with him.
The Champion is responsible for guarding the Ship in a Bottle, while the Yanhua are tasked with delivering messages and running errands.
As for Guantou -
Morris shook his head helplessly.
Yeah, even if you carried it with you, it wouldn't be of much use.
Without special abilities, their combat power is practically nonexistent.
All he has is a mischievous heart.
Let it be.
Under Morris's indulgent gaze, Canned Food finally found Guantou that was somewhat handy... and easy to use.
It held the magic wand in its mouth, and sparks crackled from the tip of the wand.
It seems to be a decent fit.
Alright, Morris stood up, stretched, and prepared to get back to work.
Just then, footsteps came from the entrance.
He turned his head and saw three Merpeople in.
Fred, George, and Neville.
"You're here very early today," Morris glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's only nine in the morning."
Fred grinned and exchanged glances with George.
Then, a voice suddenly rang in Morris's mind.
" Morris, can you hear me? It's Fred."
"This is George, presenting you with the single, 'A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love'."
Morris raised an eyebrow.
Without a doubt, this is Sound Transmission Technique.
Fred's smile remained unchanged as he said, "You said Morris 'd come find me as soon as we learned how to Sound Transmission Technique. We're here."
George said, "This is all thanks to Neville."
Neville scratched his head sheepishly, his face slightly flushed. "I... I didn't actually do anything."
Morris nodded slightly.
"It's later than I expected," he said. "In fact, we hadn't heard from you at all, and I thought you wouldn't be able to learn this magic at all."
Fred's eyes widened upon hearing this. "Wait, you mean our talent is terrible?"
"At least that's true when it comes to Sound Transmission Technique," Morris said slowly. "Or perhaps it's just a lack of focus and effort. Neville is far superior to you all."
Fred and George choked at the same time.
Morris's tongue is unusually sharp today.
"I didn't actually..." Neville stammered, trying to say something, but no one paid any attention.
Fred waved his hand.
"Alright, we take your criticism, Morris. We certainly weren't serious enough," he said. "So, once we've learned how to Sound Transmission Technique, what's there for us to do?"
George added, "You couldn't just be having us learn this magic. There must be a mission, right?"
Morris's lips curled into a slight smile.
These two people seem to know him very well.
"It's nothing serious," he said frankly. "There's something I need you guys to test. Um... you might have heard of that word, it's what Muggle call a telephone. I have a gadget that does something similar."
"Telephone?"
Fred and George spoke in unison.
They have a father who specializes in studying Muggle, so he's heard of them before.
Neville looked completely bewildered.
"Yes."
Morris nodded, took three thumb-sized crystal balls from his pocket, and handed them to the group. "To be honest, I'm not sure if they'll work."
"This is Mental Power Connection Crystal Ball. As long as you use Sound Transmission Technique on it, you can communicate anywhere, and you can even talk to several people at the same time."
Fred took the crystal ball and examined it from all angles.
The small ball is completely transparent, with fine silver patterns flowing slowly inside, making it very beautiful.
"Anywhere?" George looked up. "You mean, even if I'm at Hogwarts and Fred is at Hogsmeade, we can still talk?"
"Theoretically, yes," Morris said.
"How do you use this?" Fred asked eagerly.
"It's simple," Morris said, holding the crystal ball up to his eyes. "Hold it, concentrate on the person you want to contact, and then use Sound Transmission Technique. The crystal ball will automatically connect your Mental Power."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crystal balls in Fred's and the other two's hands simultaneously lit up with a soft white light.
Morris instructed, "Now, control your Mental Power to enter the crystal ball; it will automatically pair and connect me to the three of you."
The three stood obediently in place, getting into the zone.
Then, Morris's familiar voice echoed in their minds.
"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me?"
"Squeak!"
After Neville did as he was told, he noticed that the other three were all looking at him with strange expressions.
"Did I do something wrong?" He shrank back.