Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic

Jack couldn't think clearly.

Because a call came.

"Boss, the Migratory Bird Project has been initially implemented. Do you want to go and see it for yourself?"

The content of the call was quite straightforward.

"How can I watch this?" Jack was a little curious. "I'm watching from the sidelines. How do people in the virtual world get born? How do they learn to grow?"

"You can do this, but it's not recommended." The voice on the other end of the phone was very calm. "It's only suitable for biopsy to avoid contamination of the personality."

"Speak humanly." Jack frowned.

What are you talking about? What is biopsy?Why can personality be polluted?

Is the virtual world nuclear sewage or something?

Can people mutate their genes?

"Well... if you want to use a metaphor, it's like a time-travel experience." I don't know which researcher is on the other side of the phone, but it's quite fashionable to use the word "time-travel". You know, this concept has not been popularized yet." The boss can travel directly to an NPC like a time traveler, experiencing the completeness of the other person's life, as well as the independence, intelligence, etc. of the surrounding NPCs. Of course, if successful, those NPCs will be transformed into complete The consciousness is a clone companion."

Jack generally understood.

"I see, that's pretty simple."

Isn't it just like a first-person perspective game?

In fact, it is no different from the magical world now.

For example, when Arthur first entered the magical world, he had the identity of a transfer student.

It's just that such an identity is relatively thin and cannot withstand deep digging and scrutiny.

Not complete.

What Jack will experience is a more complete life, a more detailed 'travel' that can withstand scrutiny.

"Make arrangements, I'll go over later to experience it." Jack replied quickly.

After hanging up the phone, he suddenly remembered something.

"I was just thinking about going to Grindelwald..."

Thinking about it.

"Forget it, let's experience the Migratory Bird Project first. Grindelwald will take it easy. I haven't thought about how to deal with him anyway."

We quickly went over the matter and finalized the next itinerary.

After watching Hermione for a while, he went to the research institute.

Over there, there will be a so-called time-travel experience waiting for him.

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Agricultural satellite No. 2.

Somewhere on the outermost edge of the agricultural reclamation area.

In a sugar cane field.

The fire is burning.

As the billowing black smoke rises, the sweet caramel flavor floats in the wind.

Jack looked at the sugar cane field, which had been mostly burned.

Between the eyebrows is a river.

He froze in place for a long time, and his head still hurt a little.

In his mind, there are a lot of memories that don't belong to him.

The memory of this body.

"If this is an online novel, then I have just traveled through time, merged with the original consciousness of my body, and obtained the other person's memory..."

Jack was a little surprised by this.

Have those researchers already created a virtual world of this level?

After resting for a while and waiting for the pain in my head to subside, I started to observe my surroundings.

His eyes turned to the corner where the flames began to die out.

That was the source of the fire.

A pit bigger than a basketball court.

There was a man lying on the ground in the pit, sticking his butt out.

As for himself, he was sitting on a agricultural rotor.

After thinking for a while, he then controlled the agricultural rotorcraft and slowly approached.

As the distance gets closer, you can see that the person in the pit is a woman.

Wearing a black-based armor.

The armor is tightly wrapped around the hands and feet, but there is a miniskirt-style skirt on the buttocks.

At this time, the skirt armor turned up, revealing the white buttocks and red armor underneath.

Although I didn’t read it all.

Just a glimpse of the leopard.

But it can also be guessed that this person is wearing an armor similar to a bikini design.

The flying car didn't get too close.

The woman was wearing armor and was slightly red.

The nearby scenery is also slightly distorted.

It is obviously in a high temperature state.

If the speeding car approaches rashly, something might happen.

Jack, who was still in the air, looked at it for a while and his expression calmed down.

He took out his contact device and dialed the number in his memory.

After a few dozen seconds, it was connected.

"Hello, this is the Special Affairs Bureau. How can I help you?"

"A magic machine soldier fell into my sugar cane field. Send someone to deal with it."

"Hello, is this about the magic weapon?"

"Ah."

"The magic armor is not under the management of the Special Affairs Bureau now. What you need to contact is the Abnormal Affairs Bureau."

"Is there a difference?" Jack frowned.

"Yes, we are not the same department. We have different functions. Sorry."

"Send me your contact number."

"Hello, the contact number of the Anomaly Affairs Bureau is YC15935..."

Jack wrote down the contact number.

Communication aborted.

Before the new communication could be dialed, a text message arrived.

Click to take a look.

[Thank you for your support to the Special Affairs Bureau. The resident liaison officer 111 was communicating with you just now. 】

[What is your evaluation of the service attitude of liaison officer 111? 】

【1.非常不满意2.不是很满意3.一般4.满意5.非常满意】

【…】

Jack took one look at this junk message and deleted it.

What a waste of time.

Press the Exception Bureau number on the contact.

Initiate a call and wait for connection.

Time passed by second by second.

In a blink of an eye, two or three minutes passed.

Strangely enough.

The call was placed and no one answered.

Jack continued to initiate the call.

At the same time, he took advantage of the gap and drove the speed car to inspect the sugar cane field under his name.

One-third of the hundreds of acres of sugarcane fields were directly burned by the fire.

The fire spread in all directions and continued to burn outward until the road was deliberately left open to prevent it from spreading further.

The fire and the crater caused Jack to suffer a lot.

Calculated based on the current cheap purchase price of sugar cane.

If there is no compensation.

I'm afraid I'll have to work for nothing for a whole year.

Ok……

Therefore, we should ask for more compensation later.

With Jack's decision made, look at the communicator again.

It just spun around in mid-air.

Not too fast, not too slow, but more than ten minutes have passed.

All this added up to almost 10 minutes.

What happened? No one answered yet?

Is this number an empty number?

Or is the Anomaly Affairs Bureau a fake unit?

Jack hesitated for a moment.

Searched the Internet a bit.

Exception handling bureau.

There is this unit.

I looked at the published contact number again.

That's right, it's the same one he dialed just now.

Jack couldn't help but frown.

What is going on now?

The majestic magic weapon...

Are the matters related to it no longer taken care of?

For a moment, I couldn't decide to pay attention.

Driving the speeding car, we moved closer to the pit again.

After wasting so much time just now, the temperature of the armor that exuded high temperature dropped a lot.

Even if I get close, I just feel like it's really hot.

Not unbearable.

At least, both speeding cars and people can get close.

The speeding car landed at the edge of the pit, and Jack got out of the car.

Go directly to the woman.