Hogwarts Summoning Guide

"This should help you find out the truth," Bai Lin said calmly.

Philo took the USB drive with some caution and examined it carefully for a long time.

It's no wonder he was cautious; the USB drive looked too unusual, or rather, far ahead of its time.

Storage chips only made rapid progress after 2000. In that era, portable storage mainly relied on floppy disks and optical discs. Floppy disks could only store tens of megabytes of information, while optical discs could not be repeatedly read and written. But this USB flash drive is far ahead of its time.

Bai Lin had also pondered the origins of the advanced technologies that "Zero" and Fujiwara Ichiura had acquired, but ultimately could only attribute it to Fujiwara Ichiura's "Hyakki Yagyō System." He himself could travel back from the 21st century, so others could too. He could have a system that could be considered a cheat code, helping him become an incomparably powerful mage, so others could certainly obtain other types of cheat codes. This was fair and realistic.

Filo didn't immediately unpack the USB drive, but instead chatted with Bai Lin about the Ancient Gods. Coincidentally, the team channel also received a message from Lulu, saying that she was going to Elizabeth's house tonight and couldn't stay with him, etc. Bai Lin awkwardly wished her sweet dreams...

When Philo woke up, she felt more energetic than ever before. He had a peaceful night, and even had a few sweet dreams that lingered in his mind. Now he truly believed in Bai Lin; as long as he was by Bai Lin's side, he could find peace and tranquility.

It is said that Bai Lin's world development level is already very high, and with his faction reputation, it is easy for him to gain the worship and trust of people in the same faction, and Philo is a member of the Chaotic Good faction.

Philo is a bright teenage hacker whose mastery of computers and technology is astonishing. He has always dreamed of becoming a "white hat" hacker, standing tall at the pinnacle of the tech world.

But he never expected that his skills would draw him into the network of a mysterious dark organization that colluded with political elites, communicating online and plotting all sorts of conspiracies and political activities.

Several months ago, Philo, who was suffering from insomnia due to nightmares, began to crack the organization's code out of curiosity, hoping to find some evidence.

Gradually, he gained a lot of information about the organization, but he discovered a strange situation—many high-ranking officials and nobles showed unusual mentality, as if they were being influenced by a mysterious mind magic.

Unable to find any evidence or answers, Philo put the matter aside and didn't pursue it further. He frequently browsed the internet and had some understanding of the darker side of human nature; he was no longer an ordinary, naive teenager. He knew that further investigation might expose his identity, and if America offended those powerful and influential dark organizations, she might die without even knowing how.

But things are different now. First, his acquaintance with Bai Lin gave him a sense of finding a companion, which added to his enthusiasm and courage. Second, his curiosity about the USB drive that Bai Lin handed him eventually overcame his caution.

But when he plugged the USB drive into his laptop, shock once again took over his mind.

As a genius hacker, being able to both attack and defend is a basic skill. He wrote extremely complex firewalls for his laptop to prevent counterattacks from other hackers or programs. These firewalls were divided into several layers.

Level 1 protection safeguards all of the computer's storage devices against the implantation and proliferation of malicious programs.

The second level of protection safeguards the computer's signal transmission system against remote control by malicious programs.

The third level of protection is for the computer's core GPU and CPU, which is used to prevent frequent attacks by malicious programs from causing core overload.

The fourth-level firewall protects the computer's gateway, making it virtually impenetrable, and also possesses powerful reverse tracing capabilities...

But no matter how many layers of protection he had, in less than three seconds, he discovered that his laptop had been completely taken over by a "virus" that resembled a silver-haired teenager.

In his panic, when he tried to physically shut down the computer using the buttons, he found that all the buttons were unresponsive. Now, he only had one option: to remove the laptop battery.

Without hesitation, he picked up the computer, but the boy on the screen spoke up: "It's no use, you can't get rid of me... My tentacles have infected many devices connected to this computer, even if you destroy the computer, it won't change anything."

Startled by the sound, Philo dropped the laptop, which landed heavily on the desk in the room with a loud thud.

"What's wrong?" The door was pushed open, and Bai Lin poked his head in. How could an ordinary lock possibly stump a wizard? Luckily, Philo wasn't a timid schoolgirl; she would definitely yell at Bai Lin for being a pervert.

Philo pointed at "Zero" on the screen, her face pale with fright, and stammered, "He...he...he...he..."

"Oh, he's just my AI alt account. You guys should communicate more and help each other out. You should be able to figure out a lot of things. I have to go out for a bit." Bai Lin ignored Philo's reaction and walked out leisurely. There were some things he didn't need to explain to Philo in detail. As a hacker, he should have enough technical skills to communicate with "Zero" without any problems.

Hesiris didn't take Bai Lin's request lightly. He sent more than ten of his men to visit the mental hospital and actually got some information. A well-regarded state legislator had suddenly fallen ill and gone insane a month ago and was sent to the famous Arkham Asylum in New York for treatment.

Yes, it's Arkham Asylum, and the founder of this mental hospital had close ties with Elizabeth's mother's family.

Bai Lin felt it was necessary to go there himself. He had already mastered the art of short-range apparition. He bought a New York tourist map from a roadside stall, flashed around a few times, and was already inside the Arkham Asylum building.

Good heavens, this place is supposed to be a mental hospital, but it's more like a prison converted from a medieval castle, the kind of prison that holds vicious and ruthless serial killers.

Bai Lin glanced at them casually and immediately realized that the people imprisoned here were somewhat detached from common sense.

Well, he casually walked through the corridor, glancing at the patients inside the wards through the windows on the doors, and at the hysterical strange man in the corridor.

From Bai Lin's perspective, at least half of them are not mentally ill; they are just ordinary perverts.

No wonder they need a mental asylum that looks like a prison.

After wandering around for a bit, I easily evaded the caregivers and security guards and found a special room.

Although it was a relatively upscale private room, the door was clearly enchanted, making the Muggles completely unaware of the door and what was happening inside.

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