Harry potter galactic empire

The bronze door knocker actually knows this formula!

Fortunately, it failed to say the next sentence of "The King of Heaven and the Tiger of the Earth", allowing Lin Mo to retain some of his dignity as a time traveler.

After leaving the Ravenclaw lounge, Lin Mo was still worried, fearing that Ms. Gray would make big news impulsively.

Until he met the Bloody Barrow in the dungeon corridor, bumped into the almost headless Nick at breakfast, and in the drowsy History of Magic class, he saw Professor Binns still floating on the podium with his unchanging voice.

After a monotonous lecture, it was finally confirmed that Ms. Gray had not yet held a ghost meeting to lead the ghosts in the castle away.

In other words, continue on the road to death.

Hogwarts will not welcome a large group of crazy reporters for the time being, and he can continue to enjoy a peaceful time.

Who knows, maybe the phrase "Beware of Death" was meant for Helena.

He tried to concentrate on listening to the textbook that Professor Binns read for a long time. When the class was over, Lin Mo ignored Brace who came to see him for some reason. He was in a hurry to go to the Room of Requirement and only told Brace that he had something to do this afternoon.

Let’s talk after school.

By the time Lin Mo hurried to the eighth floor and checked the map and dial to enter the coming and going room, Evel was already next to the computing center.

"How about it? Those pictures?"

"It has been restored, rendered with the texture and luster you described," the girl called up a lifelike image of a crown on the screen. The exquisite carvings of the gold crown were fully visible, and the emeralds inlaid on it were charming and deep.

For a moment, Lin Mo was in a daze, and a feeling of déjà vu flashed through his heart.

"Where's the scanned model here?" he asked.

"It has been completed, and the effect is very good. As long as you put on the virtual glasses, you can freely move around the virtual room and look for the collections. If you don't look closely under strong light, it should be the same as the real one."

"Does that mean... we can start comparing?"

"Hmm..." Ivel nodded slightly, with a rare look of expectation in her eyes. This was her first time trying to solve this kind of practical problem, searching for the target through model comparison among countless debris, from controlling microcomputers to

From the construction of the model to the subsequent comparison, she carefully selected the most appropriate program to complete the calculation.

I don't know what the final effect will be.

She clicked on the chart to start the task.

There was a low humming sound in the huge computer case, like a swarm of bees emerging from the hive, flying and changing shapes in the dusk. More and more bees joined the flying swarm. Gradually, the sound became more and more intense.

The height becomes sharper and sharper, and suddenly disappears after passing a certain critical point.

Lin Mo realized that it was because the frequency of the buzz was beyond his range of perception.

There was only a rough rustling sound echoing in the room at one end of the box, which was the refrigerant flowing at high speed in the machine.

He didn't dare to take a breath, and looked at the huge chassis with reverence, as if the fully loaded computing center had transformed into some kind of holy spirit, and his whole body was exuding a holy light.

The progress bar rose little by little, and Lin Mo's mood became higher and higher.

Not found, not found yet, still not found yet...

Countless messy models flashed quickly on the screen.

Please... I hope the Dark Lord will not be wary of Muggle technological detection methods when placing Horcruxes.

Originally, Lin Mo's three microcomputers could only scan external shapes and were helpless with items hidden in cabinets or piled in groceries that the microcomputers could not access. However, the microcomputer ordered by Ivel was also loaded with a higher-end vibration scan.

module, enough to figure out the shape of most items in lockers if those lockers aren't shielded from sonic vibrations.

The Dark Lord, based on his disgust for Muggles, his own origin, and his disgust for mediocrity and ordinaryness, is likely to ignore Muggle detection and scanning. For him, he can make himself the same as most Muggles.

The magic separated by melons is the only power worthy of attention.

They still have a chance.

Otherwise, all this work will be in vain...

Of course, Ivel thought she had gained a lot from this process, but Lin Mo's goal had always been the crown. Even if he couldn't find it, he had to at least confirm that the crown was not here before he could feel at ease.

The comparison and search speed of the calculation center is extremely fast, and the progress bar jumps very fast.

10%…30%…50%…

The refrigerant fluid was still rotating at high speed, but the heat from the body had already begun to make Lin Mo's cheeks feel hot.

70%…80%…

Come on, he secretly clenched his fists.

90%...92%...95%...

Comparing... Comparing... Comparing...

97%…98%…

Lin Mo was a little desperate. According to statistical rules, if 99% of the data could not be found, the probability of finding the target in the remaining 1% of the data would be less than 1%, which was very slim.

99%…99%…99%…

"Why did it stop at ninety-nine percent?" he couldn't help but ask.

"The three-dimensional model has been compared, and the algorithm is matching other features." Ivel explained, seeing an image pop up in the program: "Yes! Found a mark!"

Lin Mo suddenly raised his head.

I saw the girl zooming in on the screen and focusing on the target. It was a large, dirty cabinet, which was randomly thrown at the foot of a mountain of secondhand goods. On the gray cabinet door, there was a dark golden ring mark, as if it had been touched by something.

It's as black as a soldering iron.

The girl zoomed in on the image again and focused on the charred black mark.

"That's it! Found it!" Lin Mo was relieved.

For those who don't know what they are looking at, this old circle of burn marks is nothing special, just a blackened abstract circular imprint on a wooden board, but for those who are looking for the diadem and restored the diadem from the Ravenclaw sculpture

Lin Mo and Ivel recognized the model at a glance. The old burnt circle was clearly in the shape of a crown.

The projection from the side upwards and downwards, the comparison and overlap are exactly the same!

"What's in the cupboard?!" he asked.

Ivel typed on the keyboard a few times, but there was no change in the image on the screen: "I don't know, there is no model information, this cabinet blocks vibrating sound wave detection, and the microcomputer failed to scan the items inside."

The computing center had completed its task, and everything was silent. The two walked through a maze-like high wall, climbed over the hill-like pile of old goods, and came to the big black cabinet.

The cabinet door is closed tightly, and the surface of the wooden cabinet is stained with stains. There is a circle of burnt marks near the dark gold handle. From this distance, this circle of marks is quite abstract and it is difficult to tell that it represents the whereabouts of Ravenclaw.

Unknown crown.

"That's right..." Lin Mo put on his gloves and gently knocked on the wooden cabinet.

The sound is deep and the wood is hard and thick.

Since Horcruxes cannot be summoned using the Flying Charm or found using other magic, how can the Dark Lord himself find an inconspicuous crown in such a huge space? The answer is to put it in a cabinet with a special mark.

, this cabinet can be discarded at will, and he only needs to summon this cabinet when necessary.

With that person's power, it would be easy to summon a cabinet with the Flying Curse.

He thought for a while, picked up some torn paper and stuck it on the cabinet to cover up the burning mark.

Then, he took out the forbidden book from his backpack, "Identification of Monsters". Ivel took a half-step to the side, obviously not liking this terrifying book with half of the goblin's head sewn together.

"What is this?" Lin Mo asked, putting his elf face in front of the cabinet.

"It's just an ordinary disappearing cabinet. I could smell it with my eyes closed in the bag." The elf said with disdain, turning the page to the back of the book. It read: "The disappearing cabinet is a common high-end magic product.

, matched in pairs, have space door function, can connect two different entrances, easy to use, but the connection distance is determined by the level of the manufacturer, which varies greatly. A poor disappearing cabinet may only allow you to pass through the wall and enter the next room.

.”

"Is it just a disappearing cabinet..."

"Yes, a disappearing cabinet!" said the fairy face:

"Don't worry, I don't smell any dangerous magic, at least not on this end. If you understand alchemy, you will know that magic products are difficult to disguise because their core functions are different from each other and will emit different

smell."

"This is basic common sense." It boasted proudly.

"Really?" Lin Mo stuffed it back into his backpack, handed it to the girl, and asked her to retreat far away.

"If you have any questions, just go to Dumbledore."

The girl nodded, hugged his package, and stepped away some distance.

Being cautious but not timid, Lin Mo looked at the big black cabinet and knocked on it like a watermelon to give himself courage.

He used both hands to pull open the cabinet door.