"Haha!" George laughed.

In addition to Fred, he was surrounded by Dobby, as well as a dozen elves.

"Hi sir!" Dobby was now standing on a moving platform on the wall's tracks, its hands raised, floating in unison.

It controls parts of the huge mecha structure, which are seamlessly connected like puzzles.

When the part of the boom is nested in the mecha, the blue and white ability is instantly connected, connecting it into one.

"Wow!"

Owen's eyes widened, and all that left on his face was excitement and excitement.

In fact, the smile on Dobby's face was not much less than his, his green face was covered with all kinds of stains, and the clothes on his body had become dirty, but his face was blooming with dazzling brilliance.

The other dozen or so elves present were all the same.

One by one, they were excited.

He could really feel that he was making some kind of great deed.

It's much more rewarding than cooking for the little wizards in the kitchen.

"Since getting your puppet core." Fred greeted him. Heartily said, "We've been trying to parse the core. ”

"But it's too hard." "The core is like carving the whole picture of Hogwarts Castle on an egg, and I think it will take us years or even decades to get all the intricate patterns done." ”

"But we had something else in mind." Fred went on to say, "When we're trying to make a magic golem ourselves, we can't always fit the core, and honestly, we don't have a limited understanding to make something that subtle, but—"

"It's Dobby's suggestion!" At this time, Dobby, who jumped off the swing from the platform, ran over happily.

"Remember the director who invited Dobby to make the film?" His eyes widened, "He heard Dobby talking to himself, and as soon as he heard the giant steel golem, he immediately asked Dobby if he could have someone drive it." ”

"That's right!" The twins high-fived each other, "That's a great idea, oh my!" We didn't even think that since it was so troublesome to use the core control, why not just let the wizard sit in the steel, put on the armor, and directly control the puppet?

This reduces a lot of control units, and we only need to parse some of the magic patterns in the core. ”

"Damn!" Hearing this, Owen's eyes turned red.

"Can this thing be opened?"

"Of course!" George proudly said, "This is our greatest alchemical work!" See where his chest is? There's a cockpit where the wizard can enter and cast spells on the core, just like you used magic to control the ancient golem, and then the core activates, and it mimics all your movements and drives the entire mech - yes! Weasley Warframe. ”

Fred excitedly continued: "It will imitate the movements of wizards, and complete tasks such as moving, jumping, running, etc., and even make all kinds of magical combat skills. It's like the magic skills in the first game, and we all have reservations. ”

Listen, Owen's head unconsciously began to beat a certain drum and play a certain music.

In an instant, he had goosebumps, and it felt like the world was in danger and he was on his way to the rescue.

Immediately, Owen couldn't wait to say, "Can I drive it myself?" ”

"Uh-this-" Twins' faces froze, then looked uncomfortable, "not really. ”

"We haven't invented a magic adaptation yet."

"Magic Adapters?"

"A magical transformation item!" George said, "Professor Victor said that the core of this ancient magic golem is powered by ancient magic, and we don't know ancient magic. ”

"As I said, casting a spell on the core is the ideal state, but the reality is that we have to make a magic adaptation device, and then cast a spell on the magic adaptation device, and it will convert our magic into ancient magic and release it, and eventually drive the core. And all the feedback from the core will also be transformed from this core into ordinary magic that we can understand. ”

"Professor Victor has already made some achievements in this regard, and he is also working on the core of these magic golems, but it takes time, and it takes patience to compare and correct them little by little."

George and Fred look at one side with pity on their faces, but at the same time they are full of hope for the future.

"All—is this just a showpiece?" The corners of Owen's mouth twitched, "After talking about it for a long time, this thing can only be placed here?" ”

"If there is ancient magic, it will definitely move." "But for now, it's really just an advertising sign, and we're going to put it on the doorstep of Hogsmeade, so that all visitors can see our work and imagine how spectacular it will be!" ”

"Haha!" The twins burst into excited laughter.

"Uh- went to great lengths to make a huge sign, you're really- really- so fucking cool!"

Hey!

"Let's not talk about this big toy, let's take a look at our new product, we call it-"

Owen didn't hear a word of the latter words.

He still looked at the majestic beast, and there was a strong and fiery desire to drive it.

Of course, he can understand the problems encountered by the twins, in short, it is not difficult for them to create an alchemy puppet, or even a war mecha, magic is synonymous with miracles, there is nothing that magic cannot achieve, even if it is resurrection from the dead - ancient wizards have also studied.

Moreover, even if they can't figure it out themselves, and there is still Victor standing behind them?

Their current difficulty lies in the puppet's operating system.

The operating system of the Ancient Magic Golem can only be operated using Ancient Magic.

After all, this thing was originally invented by the heir.

And the twins are not completely inactive.

They also gave a solution, which is to cut most of the system functions, you have a lot of core, many functions, I can't understand, but I'll castrate most of the total line.

If I can't jump, I'll just run, and if I can't run, I'll just walk.

In short, they leave the physical movement part of the operation to be done entirely by the wizard software.

But this solution doesn't solve the problem, it just makes it simpler.

But for elementary school students, it doesn't make any difference whether you come up with advanced mathematics or geometric equations.

The wizard software still doesn't match the core operating system, and they have to get another adapter as a housewarming between the software and the operating system.

I have to say, the idea is awesome.

Of course, they can also abandon the ancient puppet operating system and switch to the modern puppet operating system, but this is no different from the existing puppets at Hogwarts, becoming an iron hanhan who can only wield a long sword, and cannot release magic, such as the slash used by the ancient puppet in an instant, don't think about the magic longbow or the like.

This is clearly not what the Twins and Victor were developed for.

But none of these problems were a problem for Owen, and his old floppy disk was able to run on an XP system from thousands of years ago, which was a match made in heaven!

On the other side, Hermione also looked at the behemoth in front of her with curiosity, she felt as if she was a goat watching the door, she didn't know anything about how this behemoth moved, although she had also written books on alchemy, and helped Owen verify and translate the "Ancient Alchemy Decoded", but when she saw this machine, she still felt that time had passed, as if she had fallen behind the whole world after only three months of studying.

She was like a farmer buying flower cloth at the market, knocking on the machine to see if it was strong enough here or there, and she could hardly understand anything else.

Miss Granger couldn't help but look at Owen with a gritty look.

She has to work harder, the world is changing drastically, and in addition to fighting, she can only adjust her time more quickly to catch up, learn more magic, and learn more combat skills.

On the other side, Owen was talking to the twins.

These two guys seem to be drawing crazy inspiration from Muggle science fantasy, with a sense of déjà vu that they are in charge of the imagination and that we are in charge of making it happen.

The noisy conversation continued until noon, and Owen reluctantly returned to the castle with the twin hermione.

The twins said the machine hadn't been installed yet and would need to be commissioned for a few days, so Owen was sorry not to be able to experience driving it right away.

After lunch, Owen was walking with Hermione in the mountains.

The two of them were discussing some knowledge about spells.

How to shorten the spell casting time of Origin magic has always been Hermione's main concern.

If these powerful spells can be cast in an instant, such as disarming spells, they will undoubtedly greatly improve the combat effectiveness of wizards.

Owen told her, however, that it was okay to shrink, but that the power of the spell would naturally become weaker.

Then he told her how to shorten the spell casting time.

Then, they spent the whole afternoon practicing spells in the Forbidden Forest.

At dusk, in the woods, Hagrid's voice was suddenly heard.

"Owen!"

He stumbled along.

Because the surrounding area was full of broken trees, and the ground was full of debris, either cut off at the waist, or evaporated by some kind of high temperature to create a large hole.

In short, the wreckage seriously hindered his steps.

"What are you doing?" Hagrid asked, a little annoyed.

The destruction of so many trees annoyed him.

"Practice spells." Owen replied casually.

Then he looked up at the sky—well, according to the schedule he had set for Miss Granger. Now it's time to go back, and after dinner, you can go back to the dormitory, take a shower and go to bed.

"Practice spells?" Hagrid's face was ugly, but he didn't say anything more, "Dumbledore is looking for you." ”

"Looking for me?" Owen frowned.

He doesn't seem to have done anything lately.

As for the three-month blurred illusion, he had already explained it to the professor.

Find him - what are you looking for him?

You can't just fire him just because he cut down a few more trees!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, because the old headmaster must not be good to look for him.

Especially now that the situation is present.

Then, he turned to Hermione and said, "Your spell is still too stiff, it needs to be smoother." Because you want to control it, origin magic is a great magic that observes the reality of existence, and with awe, you need guidance, because calamity exists. ”

"Okay - you can practice for a while, half an hour is okay? But I hope that when I get back from the principal's office, you can show up in the auditorium, okay? ”

"Hmm!" Hermione nodded.

Owen and Hagrid then left the area.

About ten minutes later.

They came to the fourth floor before the key entrance.

After Owen uttered the order 'Peach Milkshake,' the guard monster revealed a rising staircase.

He and Hagrid walked up, and when they entered the office, Dumbledore was already waiting for him.

"Have you eaten?" The old headmaster opened his mouth and Sirius's eyelids jumped, he had never seen Dumbledore care so much about anyone.

"After eating the professor, you are looking for me?"

"Yes, I hope you can help me with anything about contacting the giants?" Dumbledore said, "Lady Maxime, Sirius, and Hagrid will be with you." ”

"Huh?" Owen looked surprised, "I'm going?" Why take me? ”

"About this - I'll tell you later." As he spoke, Dumbledore looked at Sirius, "Prepare to leave early tomorrow morning, go and prepare first, and don't forget to inform Lady Maxime." ”

"No problem!" Sirius nodded, then turned and left the office.

After he had left the office completely, Dumbledore slowly got up from his office chair, "I arranged for you to go because I wanted to invite Miss Rozier to go." ”

"Grandma?" Owen grinned, unconsciously showing a helpless smile, no need to guess, her grandmother would not bird Dumbledore.

Unless it was something related to his grandfather, Dumbledore wanted to command Wenda Rozier, even if it was in a dream.

"I've been told that there are already Death Eaters in Sicily." Dumbledore clearly didn't want to explain too much about his deflatedness, and he said bluntly, "Of course they're looking for cooperation. And we have to stop them. ”

"Owen, what do you think will happen to the giants?" Dumbledore said flatly, a hint of meaning flashing behind his semicircular glasses.

"In the upper, middle and lower three situations, either we win the other side, or the other side is neutral, or we are won by the Death Eaters, and for the situation, the maximum we can accept is that the other side remains neutral."

"That's right." The old headmaster nodded, "But it's not easy. ”

"Hagrid, he doesn't have any negotiation skills, Sirius is too impatient, I'm afraid it will turn out to be the worst, he's mainly responsible for protecting (watching) you, and as for Madame Maxim - she's a great witch and a brilliant headmaster, but—from the fact that she's hiding her half-blood, she's too attached to the rules of the wizarding world, which makes her not tactful in some things."

Dumbledore said a lot in one breath.

And Hagrid just scratched his head honestly after hearing Dumbledore's criticism of him, he was stupid The whole Hogwarts knew that he would be choked by a few naughty little wizards every time he went to class, Dumbledore said that he had no ability to negotiate, which was absolutely true, and even said it very tactfully.

"The least we expect is for the giants to remain neutral, you know? Irving? Dumbledore stared at him, his blue eyes getting brighter and brighter.

"Understood!"

Owen smiled slightly.

Isn't it just for him to show some muscles at the right time?

The old headmaster is getting more and more Grindelwald.

Of course, showing muscles is not an easy job, how to show it? To what extent? Once it is over, the conflict will break out directly, but if you don't use enough force, the other party will not feel threatened.

To put it bluntly, Dumbledore was asking him to show the giants that they had the power to completely kill and destroy their entire race, and that they were only seeking cooperation because of other things.

This is the naked threat that threatens them not to fall on the Death Eaters.

Even if they can't cooperate, this threat is enough for them to weigh whether they want to participate in the wizard's war.

"That's good!"

Two foxes, one big and one small, laughed at each other.

Hagrid on the side shivered, and inexplicably, he felt a little uneasy.

"They are near Sicily, where the giants were born and where they last lived." Hagrid said, "Don't ask me anything more specific, I won't say it, you know, I need to keep it a secret." ”

Sicily, which belongs to Italy, is the largest and most densely populated island in the Mediterranean.

It's hard to imagine that the giants are hiding in such a place.

But this is also a tradition in the wizarding world, for example, isn't the British Ministry of Magic just below Whitehall?

And the Magical Congress of the United States.

The main focus of wizards is to be black under the lamp.

However, in Muggle mythology, Sicily is indeed known for producing giants.

Even the name comes from a certain giant in Greek mythology.

"Sicily?" Owen smacked.

During this time, he and Hermione had been following the Daily Prophet because of the conflict between Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic.

Some time ago, they saw some Italian news in the newspapers.

The kind of leftovers.

And it's like the news from months ago. The Wizarding World is very slow to transmit news, especially this kind of cross-cutting news, and the British are too lazy to know what is happening in Italy, thousands of miles away, unless it affects the interests of their own country.

The newspaper said that on the northeastern side of the island of Sicily, on the side of the sea that corresponded to the European continent, a large whirlpool suddenly appeared.

Well, it's not quite accurate to say that, it should be said that there has always been a whirlpool, but it was not so strong before, and for a few months, the sudden strengthening of that vortex has seriously threatened the Secrecy Law.

The Aurors of Italy had to cast spells on the passing Muggle ships to keep them out of the whirlpool's path.

In the photo published in the Daily Prophet, Owen vaguely saw a black square tower erected in the midst of the waves.

Mysterious and secluded.

This gave Owen some bad feelings.

In fact, there have been some adventurous wizards who have gone into the water to explore that magic vortex throughout history.

But no one knows what happened to them.

Because no one came back.

Then the place became some kind of taboo.

Now, the Italian Ministry of Magic still has patrols in the area to prevent curious wizards from jumping down to find their deaths.

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(End of chapter)