The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Dumbledore's so-called compromise sounds conservative, but it is actually very radical. Because he wanted to learn from Winterhold College and develop Hogwarts into a talent reserve base for the library tower.

But Winterhold has its own national conditions here. The college is not only an educational institution, but also the political and legal system of Winterhold. It also monopolizes all the upstream and downstream production links, from a grain of wheat to a tractor and a ship. Inseparable from the participation of the academy, it can be described as a veritable behemoth.

In this case, the existence of the secret date in the high tower is a well-known secret, and the mages of the academy also aim to join the secret date, and they all have a basic guarantee of loyalty.

However, Hogwarts is just an ordinary school of magic and does not have the innate conditions of Winterhold College.

The college inherited the poor and white of Winterhold, a small fishing village, a frontier province devastated by the civil war. But Hogwarts is facing an ancient and heavily fortified wizarding world. The afterglow of the pure-blood family has not yet been extinguished, and the shadow of the Death Eaters is still lurking.

It is very simple to set up your own family in Skyrim Province. As long as there is food and swords, people will fly over from all directions like birds to seek shelter. But if you want to start a new stove in the magic world, you have to do too much work.

It is inexplicable to promote a mysterious association in the school. It is no wonder that the school directors did not drive Dumbledore out of power. But Dumbledore obviously also made up his mind that Hogwarts must be anchored on the big ship of the library tower in order to deal with future floods.

Linde was amazed by Dumbledore's determination, but he was relieved immediately. In fact, this old man has never lacked vigor. In the darkest moments of the wizarding world, every time he took the initiative to stand up and shoulder the responsibility of resisting the Dark Lord. banner. It's just that staying in one school for too long has made many people forget how this wizard became famous.

"Professor, you also know that the model of Winterhold is difficult to replicate." Linde put down the teacup, the teapot lifted himself lightly, and refilled him with another cup of steaming tea. The milk jug and sugar bowl also wanted to show , Linde covered the mouth of the cup, and they shrank to the corner of the coffee table in frustration.

"Do the right thing, not simple." Dumbledore smiled. "The magic world is a bit impenetrable. She is too old and old-fashioned. She needs a little fresh air to look youthful and beautiful. The best cosmetics are actually Sunshine and Huifeng, this is something that many girls don’t understand. Hogwarts is expected to become the birthplace of a new magical industry, completely changing the wizard’s way of life, and the resulting profits can convince students’ parents to trust the school.”

"Professor, I'm not pouring cold water on you, but even if Hogwarts becomes a hen that lays golden eggs, it can't bring new changes to the wizarding world. Let the wind blow, and when the gust of wind dries up, it will naturally shrink back."

In Linde's view, an important reason for the closure of the magic world is that magic is too practical. Expansion spells and replication spells can fill the warehouse with food. As long as the magic wand is in hand, the rice bowl is harder than iron.

Think about the Muggle society before he traveled, how many people squeezed their scalps for weaving work, wasn't it just to solve the problem of eating? The history of mankind can never avoid the fear of famine, and there are countless tragedies of cannibalism during the catastrophe, but the history of wizards has a relaxed background.

Linde glanced at Ah Fu in the corner of the principal's office. The dog subconsciously responded with a flattering smile. He said casually: "If Voldemort is still domineering, maybe the wizarding world will recognize your ideas. Yours The magic industry has not yet taken shape, but Professor Geller has almost turned this place into a concentration camp for dueling madmen, think about how these children's parents will react when they go home."

He smiled and imitated the voice of an old lady and said, "I'm Neville's grandma. How did you educate Neville? Neville threw bombs at home."

Dumbledore was not discouraged, he just said with deep emotion: "History has always told us time and again that top-down changes can never completely solve the problem. I understand this truth very well. But sooner or later the wizarding world will be exposed to the Muggles. In the field of vision, ten years or twenty years? I think thirty years at most, the time left for us is so short. What kind of attitude will Muggles treat us?"

"Professor, you haven't forgotten Lockhart, have you?" Linde stroked the Book of Mora lightly, and the power of the grand movement erased the evil effects caused by Lockhart, but this period of history happened for real. People don't accept the effects of the Oblivion Charm, so remember this guy's story.

Dumbledore was one of them, he actively resisted the Forgetting Curse. Even Alfred was included, since he was a dog and couldn't cast the Oblivion Charm on himself.

"Yes, I remember the raging fire, and the nuclear bomb." Dumbledore's face sank, and there was suppressed anger in his chest, which is the result of such cruelty to the human species, and the killing behavior that has no bottom line for the same kind Grieving, "I must stop this day from ever happening again."

The silver-haired old man looked like a raging lion.

"Hey, professor, I actually prepared a castrated version... No, I mean the youth version of "Guide", delete the database, as well as the task and achievement system, and retain the AI ​​​​teaching assistant function."

Dumbledore's eyes lit up, and he said briskly, "Lin, my best student, the guide on the path of truth, I don't know how to thank you enough."

"After all, this is my last year at Hogwarts." Linde chuckled, looking sideways at the indoor scenery, with a little nostalgia, "I will never forget that you were the one who brought me home when I was living on the street." It's time to save me. No matter where you go, you are my enlightenment teacher."

"Lin..." Dumbledore's eyes were slightly moist. He laughed at himself for being old and always being too emotional. "You are a gift, bringing us joy and happiness. Hogwarts will always be your home."

A Fugou on the side showed a vivid expression of disdain and resentment, and he cursed secretly: What gift? The evil is almost the same! The villain who stuffed my majestic Voldemort into the dog's body!

"Youth version of "Guide", I tentatively named it "Spellcaster's Introductory Manual". Because it is not connected to the library tower, if you want to use intelligent AI, you need to cultivate a mastermind separately." Linde raised his hand, palm The overflowing magical aura merged into a miniature and complex model of the brain of the gods. "After the biological computer is cultivated, it must be programmed with the soul body. Then instill the data and let the master brain carry out deep learning. At this point, it can be put into use. . Not enough follow-up or regular network maintenance.”

Dumbledore's excited expression froze. He didn't understand the concepts Linde threw out. He had a premonition that building a mastermind would be a big project.

Linde squinted his eyes and smiled, "Professor, students don't need to do this kind of trivial matter, right? You can definitely handle it yourself, right?"

"Of course." The old headmaster shook his body, and his tone was full of pride, "Live and learn."

As soon as Linde left, Dumbledore quickly opened his "Guide" and searched for the construction method of the biological master brain. Immediately, a huge amount of information began to flood the screen, all of which were related to building a network, dozens of times more complicated than making an elixir of life!

Half a minute later, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and tremblingly called Professor Geller, "Gellert, come to the principal's office, I need your help."

After that day, Professor Geller often asked for leave. Some people saw him and the headmaster running to the White Tower all day long. The careful Professor McGonagall noticed that Professor Dumbledore was getting thinner and dark circles under his eyes, and Professor Geller's face was getting paler. It's getting greener.

They must be doing something shady.