It's still school day, and Professor McGonagall can't devote all their time to promoting the efficient learning spells developed by Amosta, and in the office, there are only squatting guys with nothing urgent to do, and Amosta and Dumbledore are sitting on the couch, talking about the parchment on the table.

"The basic idea is that we need to design a brand new alchemy prop with a constant magic attached to it, which can strip the spirit of the little wizard and throw it into the virtual spirit space. At this point, we can refer in part to the mechanism of action of the Imperius Curse--"

Amosta bit his quill and said as he pondered,

"Of course, the core of the machine is that it needs to design a magical corridor that can hold the memories or thoughts of the professors, so that it can serve as a guide."

"You can borrow some of the ideas of the meditation pot, and also-"

Dumbledore glanced at Amosta's eyes, "The amount of mana consumed by this alchemy item is enormous, and there must be an efficient way to absorb and store mana to give this machine mana--"

Amosta nodded, adding a number of structures to the starry-like dense magic nodes on the parchment, and when he did this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a frown,

"It's very difficult, with so many aspects, the final design of the magic pattern array will be quite complex, and so many structures must be compatible with each other, which is not something that can be completed in a day or two. But anyway, it's possible, and I'll have to go to the library and get some stuff back--"

Amosta and Dumbledore were where they are today, their interest and focus on magic itself was unquestionable, and before they knew it, the sun had set on the top of the mountains, and there was a burst of cheers and laughter in the field outside, which was the sound of young wizards having fun on the field at the end of the day.

"I can spare some time to help design some of the compositions—"

Dumbledore waved his wand and fetched himself a delicious drink, which he never used to entertain people in Amosta except for green tea,

"Would you like to go to the Great Hall for dinner, Amosta?"

Dumbledore greeted warmly,

"It's not something that can be done in the short term—"

"I'm going to go to the library and find a few books first--"

Still pondering the outcome of the afternoon, Amosta has to say that this is a very interesting subject, and it is also very interesting.

Dumbledore could only shake his head helplessly, he was holding his honey water, and was about to get up to leave, but Amosta suddenly stopped him,

"Wait, Headmaster—"

Amosta suddenly raised his head and called out to Dumbledore, facing Dumbledore's curious gaze, he muttered for a few seconds, and said slowly,

"I just remembered something. Do you remember my conversation that night before school started? ”

Dumbledore looked a little surprised, obviously not expecting Amosta to suddenly bring up the conversation, but his expression quickly returned to normal,

"If you mean the thing that got Hogwarts out of the school board, of course I remember, what, do you have any new ideas, Amosta?"

"That's it—"

Amosta nodded, he looked at Dumbledore who sat back on the couch, and said softly, "We plan to get the school board to voluntarily cut off the financial support for Hogwarts, and then, through the Ministry of Magic, ban the estates of those families who are desperate to follow Voldemort, and through operation, turn those properties into school properties. But the transition in between may take time, and Hogwarts still needs to have some money in reserve—"

The light in Dumbledore's blue eyes flickered, and he knew that it would certainly not be for nothing for Amosta to suddenly mention this matter, he sat back on the sofa and asked calmly,

"What's your idea, Amosta?"

"I was going to let the Malfoy family contribute some of their wealth, but this guy has too many tricks in my hands, and I guess he will cooperate-"

Looking at Dumbledore with his eyebrows condensed, Amosta smiled,

"But now I have a new idea--" Amosta tapped his fingers on the parchment on the table.

"Oh-"

Dumbledore's eyes widened slightly, and he said in a slightly surprised tone,

"Do you think this alchemy machine can help the school save some money?"

"That's for sure, once this alchemy item is available, it's bound to get the world's attention—" Amosta said with a smile.

"Hogwarts is recognized as one of the seven best schools of witchcraft and wizardry in the world, and whether it is you, me, or Professors McGonagall and Flitwick, all have a certain degree of academic achievement, and I bet that with some simple publicity, individuals, families, or organizations willing to purchase such extremely practical alchemy items will surely flock to it."

Looking at Dumbledore in thought, Amosta continued,

"This kind of . . Let's call it a learning machine, we don't have to sell it very expensive, but another way to get a steady stream of income for Hogwarts, for example, we can enter all the spells of the standard spell level 1 to 4 in the machine, and then, sign a contract with the person who bought it, and the more you pay, the more permission the user gets, he can use the learning machine to learn more spells, of course, this permission has a time limit, if you want to renew it, then you have to renew it--"

Ignoring Dumbledore, whose corners of his mouth twitched, Amosta said with gusto,

"It's not just standard spells, it's the same with Transfiguration, or some special magic, such as the Patronus Charm, we imprint the experience of these spells into the machine, and if you want to learn these special spells, you have to pay extra, and some of the Galleons you get go to the professors who contribute their experience, and the rest, of course, have to let Remus start a company, and all the money goes from the company's accounts, before severing ties with the school board, You don't have to expose the company's relationship with Hogwarts--"

Dumbledore's face darkened a little as he left.

No matter how up-to-date his concepts are, compared with Amosta, there will always be a little bit that he can't keep up with the routine, because Amosta has the vision of two societies, the Muggle world and the wizarding world, and the Muggle society he belongs to is more avant-garde than the current Britain.

Dumbledore only made one request, and that was that Hogwarts students didn't have to pay extra to take advantage of this convenience.

Of course, Amosta would never have gone out of his way to make money on the students at this school.

"By the way, Headmaster—"

The two of them parted on the corner platform of the corridor on the third floor, Dumbledore was going to the Great Hall for dinner, after all, in order to discuss this matter, he even delayed lunch, and Amosta was about to go to the library to find materials, before parting, Amosta called out to Dumbledore again,

"Neville Longbottom, Harry's classmate, you must know something about him, I vaguely remember, Longbottom's family"

"Mr. Longbottom's parents suffered a great deal during the last war."

Dumbledore paused, his voice heavy, "They are still being treated at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. ”

"Is it the Drill Heart Curse?"

Amosta narrowed his eyes.

"Before the war was completely over, some Death Eaters seized Mr. Longbottom's parents and brutally tortured them in order to find out where Tom had gone. As you told the young wizards in Alasto's class, they were subjected to the most powerful Mind Curse—"

Dumbledore knew all about Amosta's words in Moody's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and he sighed deeply, his bright blue eyes darkening,

"According to your theory, the mental worlds of Amosta, Frank and Alice have been destroyed, and their spirits have become abnormal, and they need to be cared for by others all year round to barely live-"

"That's right."

Amosta narrowed his eyes slightly, as if in deep thought.

"Amosta--"

Dumbledore stared at Amosta and said cautiously

"I used to try to heal Frank and Alice as well, but the kind of magic hurts, I must admit, there's nothing I can do. As you can see, this incident is a very big blow to Mr. Longbottom, so if you are not completely sure, I hope you will not give that boy hope easily--"

(End of chapter)