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Chapter 1761: A War Without Winners (Part 211)
Chapter 1761: A War Without Winners (Part 211)
There were still many matters in Avalon that required Albert's personal attention, and he never expected everyone to be willing to seriously understand the Muggle's contraptions.
What about those wizards from Muggle families?
Their situation wasn't much better. At the age of eleven, they went to Hogwarts to study. Perhaps they had a deeper understanding of the Muggle world than wizards in the Wizarding World, but that was about it.
Having never received a complete Muggle education, their understanding of many things was superficial. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them semi-illiterate.
Therefore, if Albert wanted the two towering water towers to be put into use properly, he had no choice but to personally connect the water pipes himself. If he dared to pass this seemingly simple task to others, who knew what mess it would become later.
In the end, he would most likely have to clean up this mess himself.
Albert hated encountering such situations.
According to his original plan, he should have waited until Avalon's infrastructure was more complete, and then used the pre-existing pipes to proceed in an orderly manner. That would have been much easier than the current rushed and haphazard approach, and it would have been less likely to go wrong.
But now that things had come to this, what could he say?
He had no choice but to do it himself.
However, considering future maintenance issues, he was willing to take Truman, this 'mature student' who was willing to learn, and explain the various problems to him in detail.
"Alright, this should be about it."
Albert turned the valve, watching the clear well water flowing from the faucet, and nodded in satisfaction. He then looked at Shanna, who was still diligently taking notes, and said, "Just remember those few points."
"I've already written them down," Shanna handed the parchment to Albert, "Take a look and see if there's anything else to add."
Albert took it and found that Shanna had basically recorded all the key points he had mentioned earlier.
"That's good. It's useless to write too much," Albert returned the parchment to Shanna, "If the pipes break in the future, just follow this draft for repairs."
"Is there something wrong?"
When he looked up, he noticed Truman's expression, as if he wanted to say something but held back.
"Ask your questions now."
"Is this thing prone to breaking?" Truman asked, puzzled.
"I don't know, but you shouldn't expect it to be problem-free," Albert looked into Truman's eyes and said calmly, "Muggles believe these plastic pipes can last for fifty years, but I think that's just their empty talk. If it can be used intact for twenty years, that's already impressive, and that's with proper maintenance."
Albert mentioned this because he didn't want to deal with a situation where the pipes break one day, and even the Repair Spell can't fix it, leaving him to repair it himself.
No, such a situation was bound to happen, and he was sure that even Truman, with a high probability, would mess things up.
For wizards without experience in this area, messing up was the norm. So, the best Albert could do was to let Truman practice with the extra materials first, and with experience, he wouldn't panic when it came to maintenance.
What choice did Truman have but to stay and help?
This job had a decent salary, but it wasn't as easy as he had imagined. Most of the time, it required a versatile person who could handle various problems.
Fortunately, Truman seemed to realize this and was learning diligently.
After a few days of tinkering, the pipes in Avalon were basically laid out, and even the fountain in the park had started to spray water.
Many noticed the changes, and in their free time, they gathered around the fountain, spontaneously cleaning the pool and making it a place for relaxation.
What surprised Albert was that this fountain did not use Muggle technology. The fountain technology in the Wizarding World was more advanced than he had imagined, leaving Albert with an inexplicable sense of dissonance.
If wizards were willing to take the time to study, life in the entire magical world would undoubtedly improve. Drawing water from wells, for instance, would likely not be a difficult task, but...
The magic in this world seemed to have come to a standstill. Many spells were gradually forgotten because they were impractical or rarely used.
This was a terrible omen.
Of course, many didn't see it that way. Take unlocking spells, for example; they used 'Alohomora' instead of 'Aperiare' or the even older 'Lumos.'
Someone needed to gradually push things forward, and both the late Dumbledore and the current Albert were the best candidates. However, Albert hadn't specifically studied those spells, not only because he had been exposed to magic for too short a time but also because he had relied on the panel to foster some less-than-ideal habits.
On the other hand, he was genuinely busy, and using magic to create spells carried significant risks and uncertainties, so it couldn't be rushed. At the very least, Albert would need to wait until he had free time to study, and it wasn't his area of expertise, to begin with.
Yes, it was quite laughable.
In a sense, Albert couldn't be considered an outstanding wizard.
His creative abilities were actually quite poor.
The main reason was that two lifetimes of learning had made his thinking rigid, lacking in imaginative creativity. This was indeed a frustrating situation.
Whether it was his previous life's school or Hogwarts now, they were only cultivating a group of cogs in the machine. The former produced gears that fit into society's machinery, while the latter produced magical cogs.
However, magic requires creativity, like an inventor, needing to ignite the spark of inspiration and constantly push forward. Inflexible teaching methods are unlikely to nurture genuine geniuses.
This approach directly raised the lower limit but also lowered the upper limit.
In Albert's words, it created a group of mediocre individuals. Society's stability needs mediocrity, but progress requires the exceptional, the geniuses, and the mad ones to push things forward.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking about creating a water-extraction spell to solve the water tower's storage problem," Albert murmured, gazing up at the towering water tower.
"That's a great idea. If we can use magic, we won't need to rely on electrical appliances. To be honest, it's strange to see those things in a wizard village, and they're not easy to fix when they break."
Truman, who had decided not to return to work at the Ministry of Magic, had been learning various things from Albert lately.
It would be best to use magic to solve daily life's trivial matters, but that was genuinely challenging. Even if one wanted to achieve it, it would require a lot of time to invent the necessary spells and magical tools.
Unfortunately, everything was too rushed.
"Forget it; we'll use it for now, and we'll deal with the rest later!"
Albert's words left Truman stunned.
(End of Chapter)
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