Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Morning, Stark Villa.

"Jarvis, is the space detector ready?"

Tony stood in the studio, holding a cup of coffee, staring at the projection of the armor in front of him, and asked intently.

"Sir, everything is ready. Any abnormal fluctuations will be recorded for later investigation and research."

A gentle male voice came, and Tony nodded slightly.

Then he took a sip of the ice drink, placed it next to him, and waved his hand. The virtual projection of the armor changed, and the projection of the armor's robotic arm was enlarged several times.

Then, with a swipe of his hands, he enlarged his arm again, stared at several larger parts, thought about it, and canceled the parts with a swipe of his hand.

At the same time, open a new projection, briefly outline a few strokes, draw a new part, and place it in the robotic arm, leaving a certain amount of space.

At the same time, he ordered Jarvis: "Record, this space is equipped with a vibranium version of the magic radiation jammer."

"Yes, sir." Jarvis replied gently.

"By the way, Jarvis, what is the amount of vibranium purchased so far?" Tony asked, "Can it be used to make a jammer?"

"Sir, US$1 billion has been spent so far, but the amount of vibranium acquired is still insufficient, and the difficulty of collection has increased significantly." Jarvis replied, and then gave his own suggestions.

"It is recommended that you start the second option, temporarily abandon the production of pure vibranium jammers, and use magic metal or other precious metals as a replacement."

"Okay." Tony sighed and said, "That's it for now and implement the second plan."

He has money, but vibranium is also something that can be encountered but not obtained.

Although magic metal can be substituted, the best effect is if it is made entirely of vibranium.

At this moment, Jarvis's urgent voice came to his ears.

"Sir, space fluctuations have been detected and are being recorded."

Immediately afterwards, a red-flame portal opened next to Tony, and Lockhart walked out of it.

"Hi, Tony, good morning," Lockhart greeted.

"Morning." Tony picked up the coffee next to him, raised it, and said simply.

At the same time, Jarvis also said gently: "Good morning, Mr. Lockhart, welcome to Stark Villa."

"Morning, Jarvis," Lockhart replied.

The next moment, he turned his attention to Tony again and asked straight to the point: "Tony, the message you sent said that the machine for making gold galleons is ready. Can you look at it now?"

Lockhart went straight to the point instead of being polite as usual.

Tony was a little surprised, but nodded and said, "Okay, no problem, Lockhart."

As he spoke, he walked forward with his coffee in hand, Lockhart following behind.

Soon, the two stopped in front of an elevator. After entering the elevator, they moved towards the basement.

In the elevator, Tony asked curiously: "Lockhart, has anything happened recently?"

"It feels like something is wrong with you."

Hearing Tony's question, Lockhart said helplessly: "I encountered a difficult guy recently and was in some trouble."

"But fortunately, we have found clues. I believe it will be solved soon."

Hearing this, Tony nodded, and the two of them were silent.

After thinking about it, Tony finally said, "If you need anything, just ask."

After hearing this, Lockhart nodded and did not say any more, but his eyes softened slightly.

Ding!

Soon, the bell rang, the elevator door opened, and the two entered the basement.

Just a few steps into the basement, Lockhart saw a slender, even slightly bulky instrument.

Looking at the various precision parts inside, Lockhart asked Tony who was standing aside: "How long does it take to make a gold galleon now?"

"If you make one individually, it takes 10 minutes." Tony replied, and then added: "When made in batches, the best state is about 60 pieces an hour."

Hearing this, Lockhart's brain was working rapidly. He could produce 60 pieces an hour, 24 hours a day, and could produce more than 1,400 pieces.

For a month, theoretically, more than 40,000 coins should be fine.

Excluding the possible problems in the middle, 20,000 to 30,000 coins a month should be achievable.

this quantity

With his thoughts turning, Lockhart asked again: "Tony, how much does this machine cost?"

"Also, if I want 10 units, how long will it take?"

Hearing Lockhart's question, Tony said softly: "The price of one unit is at least about 200 million US dollars. For 10 units, the price may be slightly lower, but it will be at least about 1.5 billion US dollars."

"And I want to remind you, this still does not include the price of our Ark reactor."

"These machines consume a lot of energy, and the Ark reactor needs to be purchased. No matter how you calculate it, it will cost at least 500 million."

Lockhart was a little silent when he heard the huge amount spit out from Tony's mouth.

His current focus is basically on the magical world, and he is not too focused on the ordinary world. Therefore, the US dollars in his hands are only about 20 to 30 million.

It seems that Hydra should be more attentive here.

He can't let nature take its course, otherwise who can provide him with large sums of money for free.

"As for the time, 10 machines will take at least 2 to 3 months."

Lockhart frowned slightly when he heard the time mentioned in Tony's mouth. He naturally thought that the sooner the better, but two or three months was still within the acceptable range.

But looking at the slightly bulky machine in front of him, Lockhart stretched out his wand, walked up to it, touched it gently, and the magic flowed into the machine along the wand.

Then, it spread to the entire machine.

Lockhart closed his eyes slightly and felt the feedback that magic brought to him, such as magic conductivity, magic resistance, etc.

Tony, who was next to him, looked at the wand in front of him with great interest, and whispered to Jarvis to record the scene in front of him, preparing to go back and study it carefully.

Soon, Lockhart opened his eyes and looked at the machine in front of him, with a faint smile on his face.

The next moment, take a few steps back, wave your wand vigorously, and say quickly: "Copy into pairs."

Copy spell!

In an instant, a white light started from the tip of the wand, hit the machine directly, and then spread, wrapping the entire machine as if scanning.

Then, under Tony's gaze, a phantom of a machine gradually emerged, moving sideways under Lockhart's guidance.

Slowly, with the continuous injection of magic power, the phantom gradually solidified.

A moment later, two identical machines for casting gold galleons appeared in front of Lockhart and Tony.

Seeing this, Tony quickly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to touch, and felt the same cold and hard texture. His eyes flashed with disbelief, and he murmured to himself.

"Incredible, this is 3D printing? No, is it a particle-level reproduction? Or..."