Chapter 20 Bill Weasley

The days go by.
Dumbledore's lecture was slow and steady, and there was still no movement of magic in Roman's body.
The two old men seemed to have forgotten about him. Apart from eating, they just stared at the captive, kneading and squeezing it.
Roman looked at the pitiful Silent sadly and felt that it had been thin lately.
Ni Ersheng might not have much knowledge, but even the principal has seen countless Silents.
If Dumbledore heard this, he would probably retort:
I have no idea that studying from the perspective of a witch doctor could be so twisted!
Furious, Roman grabbed the drowsy Nagini next to him and started tying knots with her tail.
Ever since it swallowed those bird eggs and snakes in one sitting, the snake hasn't been quite right.
"Alright, let's leave her alone for now and get going,"
Dumbledore appeared behind him at some point, watching Roman throw a tantrum like a child as he released an owl into the sky.
"Where are we going?"
When Dumbledore appeared with him in front of a pyramid, Roman had a bad guess in his mind.
The headmaster didn't respond to him, just raised his hand and pointed to the giant stone.
A flame was slowly emerging from the center.
But Roman soon realized that it wasn't really a flame, but rather fiery red hair tied up in a ponytail at the back of the head.
On this person's head, which had emerged first, besides the hair, the most noticeable thing was an earring with a pointed tooth on it.
Walking out of the pyramid, the Curse-Breaker from Gringotts, William Arthur Weasley, greeted them.
Even though he had just escaped a dangerous job, Bill still appeared relaxed and easy-going:
"Professor, Roman. Good day to you."
Different from the gentle greeting to Dumbledore, Roman looked at Bill, who was getting thinner by the day. Then he compared Charlie, who had just graduated and was full of muscles, and couldn't help but jest:
"Working with fairies must be difficult for daily life."
"Yes, it's hard to eat together, as they prefer raw meat, roots, and all kinds of fungi; They also often communicate in fairy language in front of us."
Bill appeared to be complaining, but there was actually no dissatisfaction in his tone.
At least the fairies didn't dislike his outfit, as long as he found a lot of treasure.
"Okay, if that's not the case, then I'll suspect Charlie of stealing the dragon feed."
“Maybe you don't need to doubt it, I always feel like he has a habit of ordering dragon feed through mail.”
Bill responded seriously, “Plus, the dragon skin boots he gave me, I suspect he starved a Welsh Green dragon.”
邓布利多静静地看着他们调侃，直到比尔开口问他：
“教授，您确定这里有您要找的东西？”
“谁知道哪？”
邓布利多的问句往往比陈述句还令人安心。
一百多岁的老狐狸眼里含笑，对你说某件事没谱。
那谁都知道这件事一定靠谱。
几个在远处拍照的麻瓜对他们视而不见，但他们决定少惹麻烦，早点儿进入。
Just passing through the wall, the brand new Gringotts logo was prominently displayed.
"Is this considered Gringotts' property?" Roman teased.
"Then - what else would it be?" Bill raised an eyebrow, sarcastically.
Fortunately, everyone present was a seasoned veteran of the wizarding world.
No one would discuss moral issues in the face of this default "tradition".
Bury it underground, and it's buried. Dig it up and blow on it a bit, and the fairy will help renovate it.
Anyway, those guys are after treasure, and the truly useful things will always flow into the wizarding world.
"What do you need here?" Roman didn't know why Dumbledore, with his status, had to personally dig up graves for treasure.
“You need what's here.”
The old man looked at Roman, silently reproaching him for forgetting about the competition.
“Professor, I remember you said--” Roman vaguely remembered that the competition required on-site prop production.
“没错，但材料可以自带。”邓布利多面不改色。
……
“这个——作弊不是三强争霸赛才有的传统嘛？”
三强争霸赛的举办，各学校及魔法部已经讨论了几年；在有消息渠道的巫师面前，这不是什么秘密。
Dumbledore never expected this news to be kept from Roman.
"You have to understand that since the day when competitions were introduced, the term 'appropriate cheating' has come into existence."
Bill is focused on deciphering a curse left on a stone wall. When he hears the words "appropriate cheating," he nearly gets hit with a black light that bounces back from the wall.
邓布利多轻点魔杖，就将它化作一阵烟雾。
“如果不介意的话，我来加个速好嘛？”
比尔当然是点头连连，乖乖地退在一旁。
又能上教授的实践课，又能摸鱼，还能拿工资。
这种好事哪找去。
可惜，他很快意识到一个残酷的问题。
即便邓布利多已经尽量放慢速度，试图做一个现场教学，但他还是无法跟上对方的破解速度，也无法迅速领会对方的破解思路。
Roman, although unable to wield magic, could move his fingers in the air at a speed only three or four steps behind Dumbledore.
Mining was going smoothly, and Bill gradually realized that Dumbledore's direction seemed to differ from what he had expected.
The location that possibly held treasure had already been opened by Dumbledore, but he didn't even glance at its contents, instead exploring a new path.
As a wall collapsed with a thunderous roar, two beams of scarlet light shot out from within.
不知为何，邓布利多只拦住了其中一道。
"Armor enchantment!"
习惯危险环境的比尔迅速反应过来。
无形的防护已经加持在他和罗曼身上。
But Roman did not thank him for his kindness.
The burning sensation from the glasses urged him to turn around and knock Bill down to the ground.
Instinctively, the knife in his other hand sliced through the air and pinned the red light onto the wall.
“这不是火灰蛇吧。”
罗曼看着死后身体依旧鲜红的长蛇，以及那渐渐被腐蚀的匕首，心下一紧。
这可不是小李飞刀，拿个铁片子就能磨出来。
How many of the items he carries for self-defense are ordinary objects?
He pulled Bill back as Dumbledore wielded his wand, relying on his skill in transformation to control the flames in the room to a certain extent.
"The time this ball of fire is burning is clearly too long," Dumbledore said with a serious look on his face.
The crimson snake nailed to the wall had corroded the dagger almost completely.
Its corpse fell to the ground and instantly turned into a fireball, from which a dozen or so thin, grayish-white snakes crawled out, their eyes shining red.
It then does not swim into the dark corners, but in broad daylight, lays a pile of eggs and then its body breaks apart and turns into dust.
Bill, still in shock, casts freezing spells one after another, firmly freezing these eggs.
"What is this thing?" He looked at Dumbledore and the occasional flicker of fire behind the wall. "Is it a Hallow?"
As a scholar who earned one more certificate than Hermione, Bill instantly proved the value of his education and did justice to Professor Flitwick.
“I don't know, but it must belong to the devil,” Romann's voice almost squeezed through his teeth.
After a minute.
Maybe after a year.
Dumbledore finally began to move his feet and walked towards the house.
一道蓝色的火焰封住破损的墙壁。
就在两人终于等不下去，打算凑近查看时，邓布利多有些疲惫地从中走出。
“真是上了年纪。”
He threw a box the size of a Rubik's Cube at Roman, ignoring his nervous expression, and turned to Bill:
"We still need to make a trip to the Gringotts Bank, I hope it won't take too much of your time."
"Of course not."
Bill has achieved everything that Dumbledore has set out for him, including unlocking hidden levels.
You could say he has exceeded the expectations and should be rewarded handsomely.
But he feels that he deserves a few days off to go back and finish writing the report.