If it weren't for the fact that the production of such puppets was extremely low, and the cost required was too great, Jelf would definitely choose to produce it in large quantities.

When the time comes, he doesn't have to do anything else, it doesn't matter what plot he is, what Horcruxes, what Order of the Phoenix, what Death Eaters, what Dumbledore, or Voldemort. At the sound of an order, millions of puppets rushed forward, and even the dragons of the "Harry Potter" series appeared to be beaten to scum.

Directly gain achievements to dominate the world.

However, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

Not much else, the power core required for a puppet to be made requires 300,000 gold gallons. Although the power core is the most precious part of the puppet, counting the wear and tear of the failed craft, it is a number that even Jelf will have to worry about for a while.

According to the exchange rate of gold galleons at that time, 300,000 gold galleons were about equal to 2,367,000 US dollars. Factoring in the wear and tear and the rest of the materials, it's a huge amount.

However, such a figure also reflects how terrifying the financial resources of the von Heinfelt family are at this time. If it were a different wizard family, even the former Malfoy family would not waste this amount of money making any humanoid puppets.

So it's nice to have a few, and if you do your best to make puppets, you won't have time for anything else. For example, research powerful magic costumes and magic props. As well as the cultivation of magic and the cultivation of dragon elephant prajna gong or something.

In that case, even if you get the achievement of world domination, it will be useless, because sooner or later Jelv will have to return to the world of the main god. There's no way he's going to take these puppets with him, right? Besides, he can't take it with him.

Even if it is taken away, this puppet whose combat effectiveness is not high in itself can show off its strength in this world with its numerical superiority, once it reaches other worlds such as Warcraft. I'm afraid that a little orc or undead scourge or something can beat these puppets to scum.

Once the numerical superiority is gone, then the puppet's own abilities will be like that.

Therefore, when there is time, Gerf prefers to strengthen his personal strength and expand his magical storage knowledge, rather than choose to continue making puppets.

"Let's go, I'd like to take a walk." As for the puppet's suggestion, Jelf didn't pay much attention. Although the puppets will make some constructive suggestions after calculation, if the master of Jerf refuses to do so, they will only choose to follow Jerf's wishes.

Jelf's words are the purpose of their service, and even if they are asked to commit suicide, they will do it immediately.

Of course, Jelf wouldn't do that, reluctantly, because the value of each of them was piled up by golden gallons.

It took so much gold to make it, and then you were so bored that you let them kill themselves? You've got a hole in your brain, right?

It's not Misaka's sister, and you can make one for only 180,000 yen alone.

Ahem, of course, if it's really Sister Misaka, it's even more reluctant. After all, that's not something that can be measured in terms of value alone!

If he could, Jelf was willing to pay 100 million to buy a Misaka sister.

Money or something? That's not a problem.

Jelf walked aimlessly in a secluded park, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his mood.

Everything in this world has been normalized, and money, prestige, power in hand, and strength have all entered a steady increase.

It stands to reason that he should now be regarded as a winner in the world of "Harry Potter". But because of the nightmare after falling asleep every night, I was miserable.

Some people may say that it's just a nightmare, what's the point? What if the nightmare was so real that you couldn't tell if it was real or a dream? Even the pain is so real.

Jelf simply couldn't sleep properly for long.

While he gained the magic amplification and the very ordinary talent of black magic, he also lost the right to dream peacefully. There is really no free lunch in the world, and there must be something to gain.

Maybe there is a way in the main god space, but for the current self, he can't return to the main god space.

However, after exerting a lot of energy, Jerf finally had some eyebrows about the solution to his nightmare before he went to the Rotten Country to attend the drinking party held by Malfoy's house.

The legendary Occlumency. Occlumency is a magical technique that resists the infiltration of outside spirits, sealing the brain to resist the invasion and influence of magic. In other words, Occlumency has the ability to resist the invasion of psychic magic.

And this ability, if as expected, is the best way for Jelf to resist that endless nightmare.

It's just that for the current Jelf, he doesn't have the ability to learn Occlumency. Occlumency is no ordinary magic, and you can't learn it until you have a certain level of magical attainment.

Even the current police officers in the wizarding world, the Aurors, are not able to learn, let alone master.

As far as Gerf knows, the top masters of Occlumency are the two Slytherin heads, Slughorn and Snape. Of course, there must be more than just two of them in the wizarding world.

It takes a lot of time to learn Occlumency on your own, but it can be much shorter if you let a master of Occlumency in the wizarding world teach it.

But here's the problem, every master of Occlumency is a master of dementoring. Who can guarantee that they won't want to peek into Jelf's memories and feelings when they teach Jelf?

Jelf wouldn't want anyone to peek into the memories in his head, and besides, there was a Lord God. Do you think that revealing the secrets of the main god's space will cause the main god to do nothing? Or will the Lord God spare Jerph easily?

But in any case, at least I found a solution to my own problems. It's always good to have hope.

"Huh?" As Jelf wandered aimlessly around the park, he noticed a little girl of seven or eight years old standing alone in front of him.

Her face looked around with panic and fear, as if she were looking for something, and she held a thick book in her arms, the title of which was too much for Gerf to see.

The little girl had extremely beautiful brown hair, but it looked a little disheveled.

I didn't see the little girl's parents, so I guess I got lost. It just so happens that I don't have anything to do at this time, so I'm good to help her.

Jelf was about to step forward to ask, but Ruthy's body stopped in front of him.