Days wandering around Hogwarts

Chapter 510 Preparation before the war
"Boom!"

The heavy book landed on the table, startling Harry.

"What are these books?" Harry asked Ginny curiously. This was the first time she gave him a book.

Ginny said seriously, "I asked Percy to help me write a list of books that will help you get all the excellent grades in the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examinations like him."

As the saying goes, people are more angry than people.

When the girls chat in the dormitory, they often talk about Hermione living in a castle in the future, and they are very envious.

Others can't do anything but envy, but Ginny still has some chance.

Harry looked at the five or six books, scratched his head and said, "Okay, I'll try."

He planned to flip through it first and then come back to read it after dinner.

Unexpectedly, Ginny said happily, "Finish reading these books this week, and I'll give them to you on Monday next week."

"And more?!" Harry was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was just about these few books.

He immediately thought of having to live a life like Hermione in the days ahead, and broke out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, Fudge and others were also sweating like Harry.

There's another prison break in Azkaban.

"Is the war about to start?"

In the conference room of Farbatten Castle, Mos Jeff looked eager to try.

Charles was impressed by this American boy. Today's Americans still have the courage to make money from war, but in twenty years, such people will be rare.

There are no tables in the conference room today. The single sofas are arranged in a large circle, and the open space in the middle is used to display new products.

Compared to Moss, the others were a little more worried.

Charles told Moss: "The war has begun, with dangers and opportunities."

He then got down to business: "Are we ready?"

The Death Eater undercover, who goes by the alias Chris Hemsworth, stood up and said, "We upgraded the existing home security system after the Christmas holidays to use a set of technology specifically targeting Death Eaters."

"With the help of Mr. Snape, we have made new progress in our investigation of the Death Eaters. We have invented a magic that can detect the Dark Mark on the left hands of the Death Eaters."

He was the most active when moving things at Malfoy Manor that day, which was a token of his allegiance to Charles and Dumbledore. Now returning to the Death Eaters would be a dead end, so Charles still trusted him.

Charles nodded in satisfaction. Researcher Snape had made a great contribution to the company's research, so he said, "I suggest giving Professor Snape a bonus of 500 Galleons."

Penelope took note immediately.

Charles took out a large roll of parchment and placed it on the ground. He snapped his fingers, and a majestic-looking man in full-body plate armor emerged from the paper. He was about two meters tall, with beautiful golden patterns on the silver armor. He held a huge two-handed sword in his hand, which looked reassuring.

"This is a new security doll I made for sale," Charles introduced. "It has multiple layers of armor spells on it, which can repel invading enemies and at least give the user time to escape."

“You can try to destroy it.”

Chris stood up and said, "Let me try."

Charles made a gesture of invitation.

Chris raised his wand and cast a spell on the armored doll.

The spell hit the puppet's chest, and a golden line on the armor on its chest lit up, and a magic shield blocked the spell.

Chris increased his strength and hit the puppet with a curse that looked like the Cruciatus Curse.

Sparks crackled outside the puppet's body, and the outermost layer of shield overloaded and failed. Then the second layer appeared and blocked it, and then the third layer, the fourth layer, and finally it was stopped.

Someone discovered that when each layer of shield takes effect, a pattern on the armor lights up, and goes out when it fails, connecting with each other without any gaps.

There are still many patterns on the doll, and it will take a long time to defeat them all, so there is no need to try again. Chris asked curiously: "This is a good idea, how did you come up with it?"

Charles just smiled and didn't respond. He said, "You guys take this doll and study how to connect it to the security system. Give me your suggestions and I'll make some modifications."

"Now I have been granted permission by Hogwarts to come to Farbottom Castle every day after dinner and work until ten o'clock at night."

"Everyone go to get off work and leave as normal. Just leave the documents you need me to process in my office."

He was somewhat speechless about this preferential policy, as it was neither his request nor an idea from Dumbledore, but a message from the Ministry of Magic and the Auror's Office.

The simple reason was that Fudge and other officials and Aurors were worried that their families would be retaliated by Voldemort and the Death Eaters, so they asked Charles to install a more powerful security system for their homes.

Dumbledore agreed in order to gain the support of the Ministry of Magic, and also agreed that Charles did not have to do his homework during this period.

Louis Manz complained: "Does anyone remember that we were supposed to be a communications company?"

The foreign employees laughed, and the locals could only smile bitterly.

Given the situation, everything must be done to save lives, and all the strength that can be used must be used.

Charles couldn't say anything either. Louis Manz was French and came to Britain to make money and build his own career. Now he had the communications notebook project as a foundation. At worst, he could return to the French Ministry of Magic and become an official for the Nth generation. Who cared whether you were Voldemort or vodka?

Kitov saw that the people on both sides had different reactions, so he changed the subject to avoid further rifts: "Boss, I want to know how many dolls are produced?"

Dolls have always been Charles's independent business and are not part of the Farbatten Castle system. No one knows the specific situation.

Charles replied: "I commissioned Kodos Doritz to purchase a production line at the end of last year. Output is not a problem."

"The material of the puppet's body still needs to be improved, but it is expected to be completed soon and we can catch up."

"I was originally planning to launch a household doll, but now I have to put it on hold."

Now the priority is military construction, and everything else will come after Voldemort is killed.

Chris asked, "Do you need our help?"

Material experiments are always tedious and take a long time, but they can be done much faster with help.

He understood the style of Voldemort and others, and they would not give people so much time to prepare.

Charles said, "No, I have a quick solution here."

Chris thought that the boss might ask Hogwarts students to help with the work again, so he didn't say anything else.

The meeting ended after everyone discussed some details, and Charles returned to Hogwarts at dinner time.

After dinner is the time when the most people go to the express lockers. Students usually place orders during lunch break and pick up the goods after dinner.

"Another sweet treat?" Charles noticed Fleur was there too.

Furong immediately shook her head and said, "I bought it for my classmate."

Charles smiled and said, "Be careful that your clothes will shrink again in the wash."

Furong reached out her hand, pinched his waist and twisted it!

Charles picked up a large package of express delivery, which was full of bottles and jars, with words from various countries written on them in addition to English.

Furong saw the company name on the French label, which was a company that specialized in selling alchemical potions, so she asked, "What experiment are you going to do?"

Charles replied: "I plan to increase the magic capacity of a metal."

"I'm going to the laboratory first. Your father is waiting for me there."

Fleur had wanted to go check it out, but her father was there, and it looked like a Hogwarts project rather than Charles' personal business, so forget it.

"So many sweets again!" Charles turned around and grabbed Hermione, "It's actually banana toffee pie, give me a piece."

(End of this chapter)