Harry Potter Morning Light

"Muggles are very interesting, they imagined such a world, you are right." The editor of Boom Publishing said to Scamander.

"Yes, of course," said Newt Scamander.

"So you think they're right?" the editor asked Scamander.

Newt looked at him in bewilderment and surprise.

"Hi, Pomona!" Tina greeted Pomona, and then she saw Cedric. "We meet again, young man."

"Good evening, ma'am," said Cedric politely.

"Looks like you guys are together, I'm not going to accompany you first." The editor said to the two.

After he was gone, Scamander let out a sigh of relief.

"Let's go." He said nervously, like a nervous "little beast".

"We've just arrived." Tina persuaded him, "Don't forget what I told you before, you have to learn to adapt..."

"Compliment each other like everyone else does, don't you? Compliment what? Tina, sir, your dragon leather boots are beautiful, and lady, your Peruvian salamander leather clutch is exquisite." Newt was disturbed. Gotta say.

"Take Scamander somewhere to rest, Cedric," said Pomona.

"Okay, Dean." Cedric said, helping Newt out of the main event.

"It's not that he can't handle big scenes." Tina said helplessly to Pomona, "As long as it's on a mission."

"I understand, let's go to another place." Pomona helped Tina to a corner, from which he could see the place where the car got off, and Hagrid was standing there.

"The tie you mentioned last time was worn by Theseus when he was in Berlin, when the German Minister of Magic announced that Grindelwald could run for the presidency of the International Federation of Wizards." Tina said after a while, "Newt behaved very well at that time. good."

"What's he going to do?" Pomona asked.

"Send a message to the next generation." Tina said, "doing the right thing is not easy (do what is right, not what is easy)."

"Let me guess, who is that person?" Pomona pondered deliberately, "Albus Dumbledore."

"Sounds like him, doesn't it?" Tina smiled softly.

"That's right." Pomona echoed casually.

A waiter walked by, and Tina took a glass of wine from his tray, but didn't drink it, staring at it blankly.

"What's wrong?" Pomona asked.

"Someone put poison in the wine," said Tina.

"What!" Pomona exclaimed.

"No, it's not tonight, it's that night!" Tina quickly corrected, "Someone wants to assassinate Santos."

"You mean, the Santos who replaced Grindelwald as the head of magic?" Pomona asked.

"That's right, it's her. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that just now." Tina said, "It's just that after you lifted that tie, we can't help being immersed in the memories."

"Sorry..." Pomona said sadly.

"I get it, you're just passing the news on behalf of Albus," Tina said. "Just like Newt that night."

Then Tina took a sip of the wine and seemed to be lost in memory again.

"Newt mentioned Black Vine Water to Neville that day, was it because of Santos?" Pomona asked.

"No, it's not because of Santos that the Aurors tortured Black Vine Water," Tina said.

"I mean, Newt knows Ivy because of Santos," Pomona said.

"I don't know about it. Before I met him, he went to many countries." Tina said.

"What about when you're together?" Pomona asked.

"We traveled the world together for a while and then I got pregnant and came back to England," Tina said. "Then he started working at the Ministry of Magic."

Pomona took a sip of his wine.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Tina asked.

"Just curious," Pomona said, and continued the conversation on another topic.

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Lovelock proposed the Gaia hypothesis in the 1960s, but before that it had a name called the self-balancing Earth control theory. Fortunately, there lived next door to him a Jobel Prize winner, William Gerding. After he understood Lovelock's theory, he suggested that Lovelock name his theory after Gaia, the goddess of the earth.

In 1983, Lovelock used a computer to simulate a twin brother of the Earth, but it was not called Earth-2, or the name of another Greek god, but called "Daisy World".

The "daisy world" is barren, and there are countless seeds waiting to germinate, but the person who sows the seeds is unfortunately color-blind. These seeds can only grow daisies of two colors, one is black, the other is white, and black daisies absorb Heat, white daisies reflect heat.

At the beginning, the sunlight was still weak, the surface temperature of the planet was very low, and no grass grew. As the light gradually increased, the black daisies were able to receive the sunlight keenly, and germinated first, becoming the first pioneers of the new world. The cold daisy world grew up, gradually flourishing, and spread from the poles to the lower latitudes. At the same time, the heat they absorbed warmed the earth, causing the temperature of the planet to rise slowly.

The white daisy seeds in the ground sensed this warming, and they began to expand at the warm equator, and soon they were on par with black daisies. The planet was wrapped in black and white flowers, and the surface temperature gradually stabilized. Satisfaction is a state of equilibrium.

But the jealous sun was very uncomfortable seeing this harmonious and prosperous scene, so he increased the intensity of radiation to further heat the world of daisies. Because of the strong ability of reflecting sunlight, white daisies can maintain themselves in a hot environment. The temperature is cool, and the black daisies are gradually declining because they cannot tolerate the high temperature. The white flowers surpass the black daisies. The black daisies can only survive at the two poles, and the white daisies almost occupy the entire planet.

However, when the white daisies thought they had won the victory, because the white daisies covered the ground densely and reflected the light, the ground could not receive enough heat, and the temperature began to drop until the black daisies could grow again.

This makes the world of daisies enter a new cycle, the black daisies warm the earth, and the white daisies retreat to the equator. In this way, the temperature of the planet fluctuated and fluctuated repeatedly, but it was always in a range suitable for the growth of daisies.

Unbeknownst to the black and white daisies, a fully automatic temperature-controlled planet has been created in their competitive relationship.

This simple world has aroused doubts from the outside world, because it is too simple, so the rabbits were first put into the world of daisies, and they ate wildly when they came.

Initially it did cause the daisies to drop, but just like the mouse utopia, the growth rate of the rabbits gradually slowed down, while the daisies gradually increased, and eventually the two formed a dynamic equilibrium.

At this time, the foxes appeared, and they ate some rabbits, which relieved Daisy, but then the nurses also had to family planning because of food shortages, and provided the rabbits with a chance to reproduce again. After a while, the three races coexisted harmoniously again. .

So Lovelock made some plagues, meteorites and so on, and the result remained the same. After a lot of tossing, the world of Daisy returned to a certain state of balance, that is to say, no matter how people add oil and vinegar to the world of Daisy, the The basic trend is still consistent with the original model, and as more and more species are introduced, the planet's ability to self-regulate becomes better and stronger.

Like a living body that, if wounded, bleeds but also forms scar tissue that eventually returns to its original state, complexity only elevates it to a new state of equilibrium without causing it to lose its power to self-regulate.

Unless, the temperature is out of balance.

The sun was too active for even the white daisies to bear, and the daisies withered, revealing the land they once cared for, the planet lost its protective covering, helplessly left to the sun, and the temperature eventually rose to levels unbearable for any life.

Venus, the closest planet to the sun, once had rivers and even an ocean, but as the sun gradually expanded, Venus got too close to the sun and everything evaporated. It also doesn’t work if it’s too far away from the sun. Take Mars, which is close to the earth, as an example. Its surface temperature span is very large, and it exceeds the temperature range that “Daisy” can adjust.

Of course, the causes of the climatic conditions on Mars are very complicated, but this also indirectly shows that there is a limit to the adjustment ability of "Gaia". Beyond this range, biodiversity cannot maintain a dynamic balance.

Fire can bring warmth and light, but it can also bring destruction and pain. The seeds of the tinder bush can be used to hatch dragons and can also be used to make potions, but make sure the flames are extinguished when taking the seeds.

If it's just a fire, the "torrent gushing" used by the interns is enough, as long as it is strong enough, the dragon fire can also be extinguished.

And as long as the kindling bush is alive, it will re-ignite after the fire is put out, but it won't work well if the fire starts a prairie fire.

If the champions of the maze see the whole maze burning, they will not easily enter the "Fire Field". The danger factor of this kind of maze is too high, and it is beyond the scope of a "game" worth playing seriously.

That is to say, after completing the "pulsation" of the fire bushes and the Goblet of Fire, Pomona will have to create a "enchantment" that is strong enough to extinguish the fire of the fire bushes without killing them. The "body" that makes up the Goblet of Fire will be automatically deformed according to the blueprint.

The Goblet of Fire has the ability to choose a "champion", and players only need to put their names into the fire.

This will form a magical contract, as long as you are selected by the Goblet of Fire, whether you want to or not, you must join the game, even if Pomona does not extinguish the fire in the tinder bush, whether it is a fireproof potion or wearing a fireproof potion. Regardless of the protective gear, there is also the problem of oxygen, and the flame burns also consumes oxygen. That situation is different from that at the bottom of the black lake, and the players can only find ways to pass the level.

But since she said to reduce the difficulty, she will find a way to reduce the difficulty. The trouble is for herself.

But if she throws the designed map into the Goblet of Fire, can the Goblet of Fire "learn" and make the "body" deform according to the blueprint?

There are many forms of life, some are very simple, like single-celled organisms, they cannot process complex information, but what level of "intelligence" can the Goblet of Fire reach?

If it has not reached a certain level, how can human beings believe that its choice is right?

Back in the greenhouse, Pomona took out a bottle of potion from a drawer that he had used a long time ago when he was growing the Whomping Willow.

She discovered a plant that has two properties, day and night. She called it light asphodel during the day and dark Artopa at night. She extracted two essential oils respectively.

It photosynthesizes like plants during the day, and respires at night, but it respires like ordinary plants, more like an animal.

It is not like regeneration potion, Toots said in an interview, his potion is like giving plants life (life of breath), rather than threatening (blackmail) plants to germinate.

Plants are not like birds that have broken their shells. They have to wait patiently for them to break their shells. During the shell breaking process, they change to lung breathing, and let the lungs unfold slowly like the wings of a butterfly that has just broken its cocoon.

Artopa is the one in charge of cutting the thread of life among the three goddesses of fate. With a "click", you can't help but pretend to be weak to win others' sympathy. "Get up" before dying, that's why the Whomping Willow has such a big temper.

Cross-species transfiguration can turn an animal's legs into roots so that it can't move. How can she make plants that don't have motor functions move like animals?

"You're going to have problems, Albus." She put the tube of potion in a drawer and put the freshly hatched tinder bush in a potted plant.

Their "angry" is big enough, and there is no need to "add fuel to the fire", otherwise they will go crazy like the trees in the killer forest, rather than the intelligent and conscious "Hundred Tree Shepherds".