Harry potter galactic empire

After Lin Mo took "Identification of Monsters" to the toilet and opened a toilet seat, the guy in the book, no matter what kind of goblin or monster he was, finally closed his mouth and stopped trying to seduce Lin Mo.

Help it with insignificant things like changing its head.

"Oh, if you just be obedient, it will be over."

Lin Mo carried it to the back and forth room, put on dragon skin protective gloves, and picked up a crystal ball of unknown purpose from the grocery pile. He picked up several such things, placed them in front of the goblin face, and asked: "This

What is it?"

The goblin glanced at it and said disdainfully: "It's just a ball of sunshine, a piece of trash from the street."

After saying that, it opened itself to a certain page in the middle and showed it to Lin Mo.

I saw the ink on the page turned into a picture, and a sparkling crystal ball appeared. Next to the illustration, it was written: "Sunshine ball, a magical alchemy product, can gather and store sunlight. It only needs to be illuminated by the sun for a short time to store it for a long time."

The ground emits sufficient sunlight, and wizards who like sunshine will use it to replace ordinary lamps and inlay them in basements and other places."

"Attention, once broken, strong sunlight will be released for a short period of time and burn the eyes."

It turned out to be a sunbathing prop. It was a good thing. Lin Mo happily put it away.

Slytherin's dormitory is so dark and humid that it seems like water is dripping out, and it is almost buried underground and never gets any sunlight. This thing should have been left here by the former senior of the Snake Academy. It looks like it is in the Slytherin lounge.

There is also one. When he has time to think about it, it will be very comfortable to make a table lamp and put it on the bedside.

He picked up another bag of gray medicinal powder: "Where's this?"

Goblin Face smelled it and said with disdain: "Deteriorated tobacco powder, useless."

This time it didn't even bother to turn the pages.

Well, I don’t know why wizards in this world don’t like tobacco. They just use it as a common potion material. If it were placed in another magical world, tobacco would be a good thing that everyone loves...

After asking Fairy Face to identify several items, Lin Mo asked: "Can you identify magic items by smell?"

"As long as you're not too far away." The elf said proudly:

"Not everyone has this kind of ability."

"Okay, if you smell the smell of magic items, especially powerful black magic items, just tell me." He began to walk between the tall debris walls with the huge "Demonstration of Monsters" in his arms, his elf face

Then he kept breathing in through his wrinkled nose, trying like a hunting dog to search for powerful magic artifacts among the messy debris.

"Wait! I found an artifact of dark magic!" it said.

Lin Mo stopped in a hurry. However, when he followed the instructions of the fairy face and took out the artifact from a rag bag placed in the corner, he was disappointed to find that it was just a desk mirror and not the crown he expected.

"Please, is this considered a powerful black magic item?" Lin Mo shook the mirror and placed it under the nose of the goblin face: "Do you need to change your nose?"

"This is the darkest thing I have smelled so far, the Magic Mirror of Disgust!" As he spoke, the elf turned to a certain page again.

"The Magic Mirror of Disgust is a mirror that is endowed with powerful negative emotions during the manufacturing process. If an uninformed person uses it rashly and treats it as an ordinary mirror, he will subconsciously dislike his own appearance. The more he uses it, the more he will feel disgusted.

They will become more and more disgusted with themselves, become jealous of other people's looks, and even feel resentful, and eventually become prisoners of the mirror."

After reading the introduction, Lin Mo quickly covered the mirror with a cloth bag and held it far away.

Not to mention that this is indeed a dangerous black magic product. It was probably hidden here by some jealous senior in the past.

Lin Mo could imagine that a long time ago in this castle, a not-so-pretty senior from a certain class prepared this black magic artifact as a gift because she was jealous or disliked a more beautiful girl.

When the matter came to a close, she was probably conscious of her conscience or temporarily retreating. In addition, she was considering that such things would attract the attention of house elves, and was afraid of being confiscated by the teacher or causing a search, so she could not impulsively send them out. In the end, she panicked.

I was looking for a place to hide something. When I passed by the corridor on the eighth floor and saw a strange door on the wall, I threw the mirror in the corner of the room.

Afterwards, perhaps because she could not find this room again, or perhaps she forgot and did not dare to face the darkness of her past, she never came back to get it.

Time flies, and I don’t know how many years have passed by now.

Those past stories and characters have probably disappeared in time, but these collections have not lost their magic. How would those seniors feel if they knew that they would be missed by a younger generation in this way?

…

Lin Mo tried hard not to be too sentimental.

But then I thought about it, in the magical world, it is so easy to harm someone unknowingly. Even one wizard with a dark heart can cause huge harm. It is hard to imagine how many bad incidents Aurors have to deal with every day.

Not to mention this kind of collective school environment, every little wizard who survives to graduate should be grateful to his classmates for not killing them.

Still, caution comes first.

He continued to walk around the room holding the fairy Facebook, and found several more dangerous magic items, but most of them seemed to be just prank props, such as the disappearing cap that can make people's heads disappear.

Prosthetic noses, dummies that make loud noises, etc., have a spirit of mischief as long as Peeves.

And the Ravenclaw's diadem was still nowhere to be seen. Perhaps it was bad luck that it didn't come nearby, or perhaps the Dark Lord's protection spell was too strong and exceeded the ability of Goblin Face.

Seeing Lin Mo thinking, the fairy asked with evil intentions: "What are you looking for?"

"It has nothing to do with you. As a book, you must have the consciousness of a book!"

Lin Mo would not tell it the truth: "If you ask questions that you shouldn't ask, I'll wait on the toilet."

When she returned to the door, Evel also came to the Room of Requirement, and she was tinkering with the computer.

"What is that?" she asked.

"The forbidden book that can be used to identify magic products, the approval slip I asked for from Professor Snape." Lin Mo stuffed the "Identification of Monsters" into his backpack, without showing the girl the terrifying half of his head.

This thing looks like a lotus root, so it makes sense for it to be placed in the restricted area.

"The drone I ordered has arrived and was just delivered by an phantom (owl)." Ivel said.

"How is the progress?" Lin Mo said gratefully. Jane has really put a lot of effort into this matter these days.

"In three more days, we can complete the scanned model here." The girl said firmly: "But we don't have a model of Ravenclaw's crown yet, and we haven't seen her portrait in school. We need a model that can be compared.

That’s all.”

"Leave this matter to me." Lin Mo said, he had already considered it.

The girl nodded, took out a piece of electronic equipment that looked quite sophisticated, and debugged it repeatedly in front of her.

"This is a signal detection device," she said, with a rare look of thought:

"I thought of an interesting thing before. Since Professor McGonagall has cast a spell on our communicators so that they can be started normally and use functions such as taking pictures, why can't they be used for communication? You should know that communicators

The signals used for short-distance mutual communication are in the form of electromagnetic waves, which are not essentially different from visible light, so why can we see sunlight scattering in the castle, but cannot communicate with each other using a communication device?"

"You're thinking……?"

"I want to do some research and need you to help me do an experiment." She said.

Well, Jane is indeed a hacker and likes to find loopholes in various rules. There is nothing wrong with being sorted into Gryffindor.

"What experiment?" he asked.

Ivel handed him a piece of paper filled with symbols and explained a few sentences. It was a translation table similar to Morse code.

They left the walk-in room and came to a deserted corridor, and stood at both ends of the corridor. As agreed, Lin Mo saw from a distance that Ivel took out her communication device and began to use the device to flash brightly and darkly.

He wrote it down with a pen.

"Long, short, long, short, long..."

After taking note of the flashes, Lin Mo compared the signal table and translated the message that Ivel had sent previously.

"How's it going?" Ivel approached and asked.

"Um, Hermione said... last night... she met a... three-headed dog?"

"That's right, she said that she and Harry and Ron were going to duel Malfoy at midnight last night. She went with them after dissuading her to no avail. As a result, Malfoy didn't show up but she met Mrs. Norris. They and Neville

I mistakenly entered the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor, and inside there was a three-headed dog that was bigger than the house, standing on a strange trap door." Ivel said expressionlessly:

"Hermione said that Neville was so frightened that he fainted on the spot, and they almost didn't come back."

"The important thing is that they came back, not that they almost didn't come back." Lin Mo was still not worried. He handed the message he translated against the signal table to the girl: "So, what can this experiment prove?"

Ivel glanced twice and put the paper away.

"We successfully completed the information transmission using visible light signals. I translated the information I wanted to express into a long and short code table, and then used light as a media tool to transmit it to you, and you successfully translated the content I wanted to express based on the signal table.

, just like the signaling device of the communicator, I endowed the information with the electromagnetic wave band, but it was not affected by the spell in the castle."

"This proves that the jamming spell in the castle does not block all electromagnetic signals containing information," she concluded:

"Maybe I can find a way to deceive the jamming spell in the castle by adjusting the signal frequency band, or using some kind of disguise. That way, we can use the communicator to communicate at Hogwarts."

"And, the freedom to use micro-reconnaissance aircraft."