Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

"How can you ask this? Do you want to hear others praise you?"

For a while, just when Murphy thought the topic was over, Celica spoke again.

"Because... you are very handsome."

"It's so beautiful, so powerful, and so cool! When I saw your appearance in the Daily Prophet, I liked, well, I kind of liked you."

Celica seemed to be willing to give it all. She was rejected anyway, and she might be about to die, so let's tell everything and don't leave any regrets.

Murphy listened silently.

"Moreover, you are different from other wizards." Celica looked at him with eyes shining like stars, "You seem to be shining. You never seem to hesitate and move straight towards your goal. You don't seem to Afraid of nothing, not the Inquisitors, not Malfoy, not anyone else, not even Dumbledore."

"I have never seen a wizard like you! You are full of power. So powerful that it seems to be able to destroy everything, and also like it can rebuild a world from the ruins! There has never been another wizard like you. Even It's the same with the smartest wizards, or the Aurors, or even the big shots, you have something they don't have."

"Besides, you are really handsome." The girl said and suddenly stuck out her tongue, "I'm sorry, I lied just now, I really like you."

"I like it very much. I like it so much that I want to be with you forever..."

The girl said, suddenly lowering her head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cry..."

Murphy didn't know how to respond. After thinking about it, he reached out and touched her head.

"It doesn't matter."

He smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to think so well of me."

"You're laughing at me..." Celica suddenly felt aggrieved. She curled her lips and couldn't control her emotions. Tears flowed out like a floodgate.

She wiped her eyes vigorously, "I'm sorry, I don't want to cry, but I'm very scared... I don't want to die... I've been scared all the time. It's so great to see you at the end..."

The pressure she had accumulated since she found herself trapped in the village seemed to burst out at this moment, making her unable to control herself at all.

She immediately hugged Murphy, sobbing on his shoulder, and soon left the latter's clothes in a mess.

As she cried, she seemed to be tired, a little confused, and even started to talk nonsense: "I'm a little sleepy, I want to sleep, I hope I can die while sleeping, so there will be no pain." …”

"Mr. Murphy, can you, kiss, kiss me, just once, I want to die happily..."

"..."

"No. I won't talk to you if you take advantage of me, but you still want to push yourself further?"

"ah?"

Seeing the other party's sudden stunned look, Murphy felt a little funny for a moment, "I decided not to let you die."

Before Celica could react, Murphy threw a petrification spell directly, "Petrify them all!"

Then a freezing spell was added.

These spells can slow the progression of her symptoms to the greatest extent possible.

After doing this, Murphy opened the suitcase and walked inside.

I re-examined the bottle that contained the magnetic beads and found that there were still some black droplets left in it.

These magnetic beads are micron-sized, superparamagnetic small particles that exhibit magnetism under the influence of an external magnetic field. After the magnetic field is removed, there is no residual magnetism and can be used to separate cells very well.

Since the particles are very small, even the small amount in the bottle is actually very considerable, but it is far from enough to isolate enough T cells.

The smaller the number of isolated T cells, the longer it will take to clone and proliferate. With these magnetic beads, by the time enough specific T cells are proliferated, Celica will probably be gone.

In fact, even if Celica really dies, it won't have much impact on what Murphy wants to do.

At most, one more Alex is lost, but these siblings are not very outstanding to begin with, and there are many people who can replace them.

As for Celica's feelings for him, to be honest, Murphy didn't have much feelings for her. She was just a pretty cute girl. Although she had a crush on him, Murphy himself only admired her beautiful body. stage.

She is not essential.

However, Murphy did not want to see the girl who had just confessed to him die.

Saving Celica was not something he had to do, but at this time, he wanted to do it.

I came to this world, I even have magic, but I still can’t do what I want to do?

Can't you just stop doing things you don't want to do?

If not, why the hell don't I continue to work at the Ministry of Magic?

Once he determined what he wanted to do, Murphy's ideas were much broader than before.

Maybe search the suitcase again for those stray magnetic beads? If you use magnets, you should still be able to find some, right?

Or, a copy spell?

He put the bottle in front of his eyes again, pointed the wand at the black spot in the bottle, "Copy into pairs!"

The bottles in his hands became two, and the droplets in them also became two.

Murphy immediately poured the copied droplets onto the microscope. However, to his disappointment, he did not see magnetic beads the size of cells. Under the microscope, those black droplets were still a black liquid, and No microstructure is present.

Murphy thought for a while and probably had some guesses.

Haldane said that human beings' cognition of things is at the object level. If he wants to copy magnetic beads, he must use the magnetic beads as the target. Otherwise, the magic will only show him a little black droplet, although it can be seen with the naked eye. It was the same in the past, but it was a fake after all, without details.

Naturally, such a thing cannot be used for cell separation.

He smeared some magnetic beads on the glass slide and placed it under a high-power microscope. Now he saw the real magnetic beads, which were like pearls in pearl milk tea, very round.

"Copy into pairs!"

There were a lot more magnetic beads on the slide. They looked exactly the same as the original magnetic beads. But when Murphy took the magnet and tried it, he found that these copied magnetic beads would not change at all due to the magnetic field. .

They are still fake.

The copying spell still only copied what it looked like, but it was impossible to observe the material and molecular structure of the magnetic beads with a microscope, so the copying spell ignored these details.

Magic Network, you are such a clever little girl, you will really save yourself trouble.

So the question is, how can we make it fill in these details?

Murphy began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets, and finally he found a manual.

After searching for a while, Murphy finally took a note and wrote down a few names: polystyrene, ferric oxide, carboxylic acid, etc.

These magnetic beads are actually a three-layer structure. The innermost layer is polystyrene, the middle is a magnetized layer of ferroferric oxide, and the outer layer is wrapped with a layer of organic compounds with carboxyl groups.

Knowing the structure, Murphy found a piece of foam - this was polystyrene, and removed a magnet from the broken instrument - most of this stuff was ferroferric oxide, and then rummaged through the medicine cabinet. Found a bottle of salicylic acid - it's a carboxylic acid.

The magnet was smashed with a hammer, then ground into powder, then mixed with the crushed foam, poured into a small basin, and finally salicylic acid was poured in.

To this rough mixture, Murphy fired a transformation spell, mixing them into a paste.

After preparing the materials, Murphy smeared a little material onto the glass slide next to the real magnetic beads.

I have prepared the materials for you. I have written down the size, shape, and even the structure clearly for you. I have even placed the samples here. I have made this requirement clear. How will you respond?

"Copy into pairs!"