Harry potter galactic empire

"Dreamland is like a Muggle online game?" Lin Mo was slightly stunned.

This word evoked some distant images, but having said that, apart from the simulated sniper exercises at the training base, he had never been exposed to virtual games of this era, let alone online games.

After all, his life on El Star has been stressful enough. He has to fight with bugs every now and then. If he doesn't have the energy, he doesn't need to go to the virtual network to pass the time.

"Well, or to be precise, the Dreamland is the virtual online world of wizards. That's what Fred said."

Ron stroked the beautiful potion vial and explained:

"But unlike the virtual games of Muggles, which require wearing strange glasses to display images, the dream world is entered through the power of dreams. In the dream world, everything can be the same as reality, including magic. In many scenes, if not

By deliberately modifying the logo, people can’t even tell whether it’s a dream or reality. You can learn, train, entertain, adventure, live, do whatever you want in different scenarios, and even research and experiment with new magic!”

"Experimenting new magic?" Lin Mo was surprised, this was a bit incredible.

Because new magic has not yet been invented even in reality, this shows that the dream realm of wizards is not just a fiction and imitation of the world, but a more essential and underlying mapping including those that have not yet been understood.

rule.

"Incredible, right? I didn't understand it when I first heard about it. Of course I don't understand it now, but it doesn't matter." Ron blushed a little:

"I mean, inventing magic is not something we have to consider yet. What's more important is that the Dream Realm can connect all wizards. No matter where they are, no matter how far apart they are, they can communicate in the Dream Realm as long as they enter the same scene. The famous

The Dreamland Auction House is built on this foundation.”

"But there is a time limit, so you can't enter the Dream Realm too frequently or stay in it for too long at a time."

"Wait! You mean all wizards?" Lin Mo asked.

"Well, it is said that dreams have the most mysterious magical power. As long as you learn how to condense spiritual gems and master the spells, or use dream potions, you can connect to the dream world no matter where you are as long as you have the power of dreams.

All wizards! It can be said that the Dreamland is a real magical world."

It turns out to be this, a dream network with zero delay in the entire river system.

No wonder these freshmen are so excited.

Lin Mo subconsciously looked at Ivel next to him.

As expected, after hearing them mention the Internet, the girl's attention turned from E-velvet to Ron.

"Can you hide your true identity in the dream realm?" she asked.

It is indeed a question that is very consistent with hacker thinking.

"Of course, because wizards contact each other through the power of dreams, so everyone pays great attention to privacy. Even the auction house conducts transactions anonymously. Except for a few special scenes that require identity verification, in most scenes, people will choose to hide their identities.

Because you can dress yourself up as anything, and no one will think your appearance is real."

"Fred and George said their favorite thing was to be a two-headed ogre."

"Pfft!" Harry, who was drinking soup, choked: "What the hell is that?"

"A kind of stupid guy with two heads who likes to eat raw meat, one each for Fred and George."

"Then how do they control their hands and feet?" Harry was very interested in strange creatures.

"Uh... I haven't asked them. Maybe one person controls half of it? Fred and George still have a tacit understanding." Ron said.

"But if you can change your appearance at will, how can you be sure that others are not pretending?" Lin Mo asked.

"Usually they use secret codes and meet at the agreed place. There are other special methods that I don't know about. The Dream Realm is divided into many levels and scenes, such as the auction house, the arena, Academy Island, and Quidditch training.

Zone and the like, I haven’t entered it yet. Although once I felt that I was connected to the dream realm, some lucky little wizards could connect naturally, but everyone said it was just me really dreaming.” Ron’s face turned red,

Still holding the potion and looking at it.

"So I really want to thank Professor Quirrell for sending us the Dream Potion! Even though it's just a scene created by the professors, not those big arenas, it's definitely very interesting. I mean, it's not even worse.

Go, right?”

Ron looked like he was almost swallowing the vial.

I wonder what his expression would be if he knew Quirrell's true face...

Lin Mo has no plans to reveal Quirrell's identity for the time being. He plans to observe it for a while.

"Who controls the Dream Realm?" As a hacker girl, Ivel has already begun to consider the issue of authority: "The auction house you mentioned must be managed by someone. Do they have higher authority? Or power?"

"I don't know...but didn't Professor Quirrell say that the sub-domain we enter at night will be dominated by him? The sub-domain is equivalent to a small-scale dream domain, or in other words, a special scene."

Ron finally put the potion away carefully: "He is probably the administrator you mentioned."

Friday afternoon is free.

Because it is the first week of school, some courses have not started yet.

Harry and others said that the new students of Gryffindor will be familiar with the campus under the leadership of Prefect Percy, visit the ruins in Hogwarts and get to know the famous paintings. As a well-known Slytherin (in

There was a commotion at the sorting ceremony), and Lin Mo was too embarrassed to continue to join in the fun.

At times like this, one would be envious of the invisibility cloak that Harry would soon possess.

He returned to his dormitory area and practiced his cane swing conscientiously on the bed all afternoon.

Among the several standard stick-holding gestures explained by Professor Flitwick, Lin Mo chose a gesture called the three-finger stick movement.

Unlike holding the wand in the palm of your hand like holding a racket, this method of carrying the wand only uses the power of the thumb, index finger and middle finger. Gently pinch the handle of the wand, and place one end of the wand against the base of the index finger near the tiger's mouth, with the wrist slightly

Turn your hand upward so that the palm of your hand faces forward, your index finger rests on the upper side of the wand, and the other two fingers only assist in adjusting the center of gravity (you can try using chopsticks).

This posture is very flexible.

During the waving process, every joint from the shoulder to the forearm to the fingertips is not locked. You can freely adjust the direction and angle of the wand, and wave it gently and quickly. The disadvantage is that the power is inferior, unlike other postures.

Generally stable.

But for Lin Mo, this can best take advantage of the lightness of his wand.

After practicing until dark, he was finally able to steadily keep up with the training ball that had been shrunk twice (or the third speed).

This is quite rapid progress...

Lin Mo rubbed some relaxing potion on his sore arm. The cool potion made his arm shiver.

Looking at the night outside, the silver star ring was shining on the faint lake. He couldn't help but look forward to the effect of the dream potion. It had been a long time since he had been exposed to this form of entertainment like virtual games.

He jumped out of bed and prepared to go to the restaurant to eat some delicious food before facing the magical dream.

As a tradition of the Snake House, every Friday night, there will be a small drinking party in the Slytherin lounge, allowing these ambitious, background-oriented students from wizarding families to communicate with each other and build their personal relationships.

Truly ambitious students will not be satisfied with the network of connections left by their family predecessors, they will gather their own wings.

No matter which magic school, those students who are the most influential during their student years can often go further after leaving school. If they are not swallowed up by ambition and become the Dark Lord, they can obtain good positions in the Wizarding Alliance.

The atmosphere of the reception was quite harmonious until an unwelcome figure passed by in the lounge.

"Hey, Chris, what do you think of a magic thief serving wine?" Pansy said deliberately loudly, for fear that Lin Mo wouldn't hear when he passed by them.

The waiters at Slytherin receptions are usually taken by junior students in turn. They can get some reward and at the same time get mental training. Playing their role well is one of the virtues of the Slytherin House, even if they are of noble birth.

"Oh my God, that's horrible, I'd rather take the glass from the house elf," Dracris said.

House elves are not allowed to appear at the reception in the Snake Yard. In fact, the reason why they use student waiters is because they feel that humble house elves are really not worthy of appearing at the reception (most wizards think so, and there is something about this.

As the old saying goes: a good house elf should never be seen by its owner, except when called upon by its owner).

"Oh, the house elves are kind and loyal, what's wrong with that?" Lin Mo stopped happily, looked at them seriously, and sighed with emotion: "Then I would rather choose to die from the hands of the two-headed ogre.

Li took the wine glass."

"Two-headed ogre? That kind of monster can also serve as a bartender?" Panxi hadn't realized that Lin Mo was being sarcastic.

Chrissy reacted quickly. Lin Mo actually said that they were two-headed ogres?! No, he was implying that they were not even comparable to two-headed ogres! Two-headed ogres! It’s amazing to think about it.

Uncomfortable! Much more than a house elf!

Why is this guy so evil? What disgusting monsters are in his mind!!

She said angrily:

"Then I'd rather drink with a troll!!!"

The surrounding suddenly became quiet.

Her voice was much louder than before, and everyone stared at her with strange expressions.

Lin Mo was also stunned. Could this be the legendary...

When I get angry I even feel bad about myself?

"Ahem, okay, you said it yourself, Miss Malfoy, you won, I admire you!" Lin Mo turned around and left.

"Ah? Wait," Chris was a little confused: "Why are you looking at me...just now, I didn't mean that just now, we were talking about me before, I didn't mean you come back here!!!"

Where can I still see Lin Mo's shadow?

Afraid of being blocked by Chris, Lin Mo didn't come back from the library until very late. He still had the thick book "Properties and Inferences of One Hundred Basic Medicinal Materials" in his arms. Although he didn't want to work as a coolie for Snape,

Unable to resist the temptation of knowledge, he borrowed this book from the library to study.

And I just saw in the book several medicinal materials used to make dream potions, interspersed with an introduction to the effects of this potion, including a certain hypnotic effect, deepening the level of sleep, directional dream connection and synchronization of the sense of time, etc.

The only side effect is a slight dizziness after waking up, so you can take it with confidence.

After putting incense on Sister Luck, Lin Mo fell on the soft bed, unscrewed the vial, and drank the colorful potion in one gulp.

My body felt very heavy and I quickly fell into a dream.

There are shining stars in the darkness.

Most of the stars are silver, and a few have other colors, like the color of multi-flavor beans or the color of dream potion. Those stars rotate and change. After an unknown period of time, they gradually come together to form a luminous sky.

Hongmen.

Lin Mo realized that he should walk in.

So he pushed open the door and entered.

Shaking his body, he was surprised to find that he was sitting on a chair, with many classmates already sitting around him. The lights on the wall cast mottled shadows, and the wooden desk made a slight friction sound when nails were scratched.

The air smelled of dust. He tried to hold his breath but soon began to feel dizzy.

Everything is just like the real world.

This is a classroom for defense.

"Huan, welcome everyone to the dream classroom!" Quirrell showed his figure:

"As I said, you will get used to danger here, face difficulties, learn to fight and protect yourself. The scene you are about to enter is jointly constructed by me and many professors including Dean Dumbledore. I call it...

…”

"Magic school survival game!"