chsdbacks Chapter 232 The Vision of a Fully Automated, Unmanned Team
Chapter 232 The Vision of a Fully Automated, Unmanned Team
Chapter 232 The Vision of a Fully Automated, Unmanned Team
Penelope seemed to have been waiting there for me: "I've already told my parents that I have things to do this summer, so I won't be going back home. I've also applied to stay on campus with my professor."
"Even if you have things to do, there's no need to rush. It would be better to go back and see your aunt and uncle. You can come to school a little earlier; there's no need to spend the entire summer vacation at school."
Ryan knew how much children living at boarding school longed to return home, because they hadn't seen their parents in a long time and because their homes held familiar memories.
Those who cannot return home will always build their own home in the depths of their hearts.
However, Penelope was able to return home, and her family was harmonious and happy, with neither of her parents indulging in self-destructive behavior. Therefore, her family was a safe haven for her.
"Is your injury feeling better?"
Although Ryan didn't mention how serious his injuries were, he showed Penelope that he couldn't even use magic. So Penelope knew perfectly well that Ryan couldn't use that kind of terrifying magic normally at this time, and that the price he would pay would be very high if he did.
"My injuries still need time to heal, but now I can use some magic within the school grounds—"
Ryan had originally intended to subtly reveal his authority, but as he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up.
The reason I can use magic now, yet cannot, is because I possess certain permissions within Hogwarts Castle, allowing me to manipulate its magical power.
During that time, he thought about many things.
"Is it okay to go inside the Forbidden Forest?"
"It can be within the school grounds, in the Forbidden Forest, or even in the Hogsmeade area."
"Then let's go. Let's take a look at my factory," Penelope extended the invitation.
"Your factory?" Ryan pondered. An experimental factory for such a powerful weapon wouldn't be built so quickly. Penelope, however, had always been knowledgeable about enchantments and magical weapons, and he guessed, "Is it related to enchanted firearms?"
"As expected, nothing can be hidden from you."
Penelope led the way down the stairs, out of the castle, into the Forbidden Forest, and along a path that wound its way through the vegetation, they headed in one direction.
Along the forest path, you can see some cute little creatures from time to time. These magical creatures are obviously familiar with Penelope and jump out to rub against her.
Even the sunlight couldn't penetrate the tall trees of the forbidden forest; the overall brightness indicated that it was not yet night.
At the end of the path, there was a very familiar big dog lying there, its three heads looking up and down at everyone who came.
"Louis? Looks like Hagrid is also doing security here on the side."
Ryan immediately knew what was going on; after all, matters involving the Forbidden Forest couldn't be discussed without Hagrid's knowledge.
"Professor Flitwick told Hagrid that Hagrid brought me to this place, which is the safest place, and there are no dangerous magical creatures nearby. He also lent me Luwe to be the goalkeeper."
Hagrid claims there's no danger, but I can't believe it—Ryan thought to himself, while using his access to Hogwarts Castle to activate magic and detect if any extremely dangerous magical creatures of the "2-5" range were nearby.
Then he saw with his own eyes Lou Williams yawning —
Give up, destroy it! When will Haige realize that the creatures he sees as harmless and cute are not the same as the creatures a normal wizard sees as harmless and cute?
It added a layer of protection, serving the dual purpose of alarm and teleportation. Ryan casually set up the teleportation point inside Hogwarts Castle, an operation that only those with high privileges could perform.
He explained to Penelope how to use the insurance as they walked together into the factory.
The standard assembly line factory is automatically producing the products. Ryan's activated metal factory has once again achieved great success.
The assembly line is filled with firearms and shells, both of which are covered with dense patterns.
"Do you have any suggestions for improvement? This method of inscription seems to only produce a tiny bit of magical effect."
Penelope finally raised the main issue that led Ryan to the meeting.
"Machine recording, machine production, the whole process is unmanned, how much of a role can you expect it to play? If it can be very effective, then there is no point in having alchemists."
Ryan only needed one look to determine that it could be improved, but the effort required wasn't worth it: "You're already doing very well. In fact, improvements won't bring much of a noticeable improvement."
"For mass production, you win by sheer volume." Penelope said with a worried expression, "That's what the professor said too. The problem is, Muggles can treat Muggles like dirt, they can send Muggles to their deaths, they can treat Muggles like meat in a meat grinder. Wizards can't be treated like that. There are only so many wizards, and the death of any one of them would be a huge loss. But these weapons all need people to operate them—so I thought I'd make these weapons more sophisticated, with great self-defense capabilities and firepower."
"If you want to make a high-quality set, you should get an alchemist to do it. Next, I plan to integrate the alchemists in Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley, then you can go directly to the Tower of Fantasy to make your requests," Ryan said. "As for these enchanted weapons, it's unlikely they'll achieve the effects you want."
"In that case, weapon enchanting becomes useless, doesn't it?" Penelope said. "If you want weapons to fire and fight automatically, then it becomes alchemy again, which still can't be mass-produced and still can't compare to the endless number of Muggles."
If we can't achieve peace with ordinary people and must fight for it with blood and fire, wouldn't that just turn wizards into mere numbers?
Penelope was pessimistic about the scenario she described. Mainstream wizards were kind, optimistic, and weary of war, so Ryan's ideas and the cause he wanted to promote were destined to face great obstacles in the wizarding world.
Even if Ryan manages to open up the wizarding world, it will inevitably have to withstand the test of war.
Ryan thought for a moment and found the most suitable candidate in his mind: "Perhaps we can create an automated combat platform. Like those magical puppets, for example."
Upon hearing this, Penelope recalled how brilliantly the puppets had performed in dealing with the chaos instigated by Voldemort, not only showing fearlessness themselves but also rescuing young wizards.
"The creation of the puppet is time-consuming and laborious, and it also requires the extraction of the wizard's memories. According to you, it can be used as an elite unit, but not as a regular combat unit."
We could interrogate Voldemort and force him to reveal the magic that brought the statues to life! What if we could combine it with the magic used by other professors to bring the statues to life and improve upon it!
She opened her beautiful eyes, excited that she had found a way out.
Ryan also thought of Voldemort's magic. He knew that Professor McGonagall possessed the magic to summon statues, and perhaps other professors had similar spells to varying degrees: "That way, the manpower problem is solved too!"