[HP] How to properly feed the savior

DA's activities have been a great success, and they have invented many ways to simulate combat. The members of DA tried group confrontation, real obstacles created by the Response Room, they fought in various terrains, and also tried single-person or group simulated combat, using virtual wands, and projecting virtual environments to experience in a wider space The effect of internal combat.He gave everyone the ability to fly in the computer to solve the difficulty of going up and down floors.Everyone was very excited at the beginning, especially someone like Hermione who is not good at riding a broom. "It's so realistic!" Hermione yelled disapprovingly, "It's as if it's really flying! I feel like my cheeks are sore from the cold wind!"

"Actually, you are still staying where you are." In front of him, the calculation process of wind force and wind direction was displayed on the computer screen.By changing the visual effects of the surrounding environment and creating wind that conforms to the rules of physics, he can successfully create the feeling of flying.

"Can we simulate a Slytherin match with this system?" Harry cried, flying in circles around the Quidditch pitch.

"Yes, but I don't recommend you to use it." He immediately called up the Slytherin training video from this period of time, and made a mathematical model through computer analysis, simulating seven lifelike portraits flying into the arena.

"Wow!" Harry yelled, riding the non-existent Firebolt out of the way of Crabbe's Bludger. "I thought I was really outside!" came Harry's startled voice, "I wondered when the Slytherin team came."

"Simulation is always just a simulation, not reality. Relying too much on simulation training doesn't do your team any good," he explained.

"At least we don't have to worry about the weather. If it's cloudy and rainy, it would be nice to train indoors instead." Harry waved to Ron, who was looking this way in shock. "Come to play, buddy?"

"We don't have all the players, do we?" Ron said dumbfounded.

"If you don't mind the two of us being substitutes, let's have a game." Dean and Seamus flew over shoulder to shoulder.

"We're still one batter short." Ginny and Betty also came over, "Neville, do you want to come and play too?"

"Can I?" Neville clutched the virtual broomstick tightly, and flew cautiously to the Gryffindor team.

Harry gave Neville a thumbs up.

"They look so stupid." Riddle stood beside him, watching the scene on the screen with a sneer.The Response Room was transformed into a gravity-free space by him. Everyone was floating in the air, dancing nervously, but it could only cause the body to spin around in place.The invisible Snitch projects a computer-generated image around them, convincing them that they are really in for a fierce competition.Other people also gathered around, Zacharias Smith loudly commented on the performance of the Gryffindor team, while Hermione grabbed the hem of her clothes and couldn't take her eyes off Ron.

"Guys, if you don't mind, the warmup is over, and it's time for us to try the real fight." He said into the microphone so that his voice could reach everyone's ears.

"I just felt a little bit." Ron complained with some dissatisfaction after saving a ball in a thrilling manner.

The venue was reset, and the sky above Hogwarts was filled with dark clouds. On the pale sky, the Dark Mark formed by black mist covered the sky and the sun. "Be careful, the first wave of Death Eaters is coming, the number is twelve. Your task is to protect the teachers and students in the castle."

Twelve streaks of black smoke came from afar. "Shoot them down!" Harry commanded. "Spread out, we have more people, a few people intercept one, don't let them get close to the castle!" Harry fired a red light, knocking the fastest flying Death Eater off the broom go out.

On the other hand, Hermione also cleverly knocked the Death Eater off the broom with a blocking spell.However, to her surprise, the Death Eater got off the broom and flew up again, turned around and cast a spell, knocking Hermione off the broom.

"Hermione!" Ron yelled, the broom was fully powered, a dive went straight to the falling Hermione, flew from the side, and picked up Hermione as soon as he stretched out his hand, the force of the opponent's fall made Ron's broom almost It hit the ground, but under Ron's control, the broom was lifted in time and climbed to a safe height again.

"Beautiful! Ron, this is the best save I've ever seen!" He couldn't help admiring.The computer had already changed the gravity in the room, causing Hermione's body to actually fly towards Ron. At this time, Hermione was being held in Ron's arms, her face blushing.

It wasn't until it was almost time for the curfew that he stopped the mock battle and let the DA members go back to the common room.The boys in their dormitory huddled together, leaving Ron and Hermione alone. "They're moving so fast." Seamus glanced back at Ron, who was lagging behind, from time to time.

"I hope this will make Ron more confident. The first Quidditch match is getting closer." Harry was beaming, obviously very satisfied with the results of today's training.

Back in the dormitory, Seamus was still discussing with Dean what spells should be used in flying battles, Neville lost his toad again, and was checking under the beds to see if there was Raffle, Harry leaned on the pillow as usual, Flipping through the book of the Half-Blood Prince.He sat on the bed, pulled out the tablet computer under the pillow, connected the signal from the one in the response room, and called up the monitoring screen of the Zerg.

If it is asked how long it will take for a human to redevelop a civilization on an alien planet with an environment similar to the earth, he thinks it will be difficult if it is not a few hundred years.In contrast, the development speed of the Zerg can be described as unbelievable. In just one month, the underground fortification built by the Queen under the grounds of Hogwarts has achieved food self-sufficiency.Zergs do not need machines to develop their industries, but use genetic design to produce specific types of worker insects to replace the role of machines.What appeared on the monitoring screen now was a room in the underground building that he called a greenhouse, where the Zerg were cultivating genetically modified fungi as their food, and the worker insects harvested the neatly arranged fungi and transported them to another place. A room he calls a feedlot, where the breeding worms are fed.Those big fat bugs are just like domestic animals raised by humans, but develop and reproduce at a faster rate.The feeding worms will be eaten by another worker insect, just like a bee making honey, this worker insect will convert the eaten meat into the protein needed by the Zerg, and seal it up.According to his feeling, this transformed food is like jerky, which is easy to preserve.Judging from the food in stock, the queen is probably preparing for the next large-scale population increase.

The expansion of the underground building continues.Now the queen no longer uses Aragog's big spiders, but workers who are responsible for mining minerals.He guessed that it was this kind of worker insect that the goblin wanted to borrow.Like the worker insects that made dry food, they gnawed at the soil layer, separated the minerals they needed, refined them, and excreted the useless soil.Those soils will be eaten by another kind of worm, and transformed into a kind of semi-solidified ooze that is coated on the excavated cave walls, layer after layer.The patterns they painted on the walls were the kind of chaotic patterns in the cave of Eros that he was familiar with.After a period of air drying, the soft mud will become extremely hard, which can support the soil above the cave and prevent landslides.The refined minerals will be transported to another unbuilt platform close to the surface. If he guesses correctly, this place will be the air force base of the Zerg in the future.

At present, the Zerg only have worker insects for production, but not for combat.The computer has automatically calculated the Zerg's current food production, per capita food consumption, mine production, energy production and other data. He glanced at it and preliminarily concluded that the Zerg's current productivity can at least support the normal consumption of an air force. This is undoubtedly worrying news.Think about it, the wizard didn't even have the consciousness of forming an air force. He glanced at Riddle, who was communicating with the main soul. For most wizards, fighting is still a matter on the ground, even if Voldemort has developed flying Wizards who do not have magic arts, and do not pay enough attention to the sky-Death Eaters are not familiar with air combat, nor have they received special training.The only space movement technology that wizards have ahead of the Zerg is apparition, and the Queen chose Hogwarts, a large anti-apparition venue, as her main base. She couldn't have been smarter.

Suddenly he felt alert, as if a gust of wind slipped past his feet, making his hairs stand on end.Before he even figured out what this feeling was, he had reflexively cast the Iron Armor Curse on himself.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

A golden light flashed behind him, and everyone turned their heads. Harry was hanging upside down in the air, as if an invisible hook had caught Harry's ankle.He immediately figured out what was going on, "Are you sneaking up on me?" He could hardly control his anger, "How dare you sneak up on me with a silent spell? You thought I would allow it after Voldemort subdued me with a silent spell?" The second time this happens? You think I'm going to die the same way twice and not learn anything?"

In fact, he didn't know why he suddenly had the ability to perceive spells, but he felt that this was what he should have.

"I was just joking!" Harry struggled desperately, "Try the effect of the spell..."

"You used your classmates to test the spell?" Riddle asked incredulously, "Do you know what the effect of that spell is?"

"That's a trick spell," Harry begged, and Seamus and Dean laughed. "Nothing will happen. Hey, put me down first."

He looked at Harry, imagining what would happen if he were hit by the spell.Trapped in the air, unable to move, unable to fight back, only to be entertained, the humiliation of wanting to die at a Death Eater party hit his heart again.Harry was different from them, Harry just didn't want to, he said to himself, but just thinking of how he would be reduced to this level, a very strong desire rose in his heart to destroy the threatening existence in front of him.

He grabbed his wand and hurried out.Riddle's helpless voice sounded behind him, "Harry, I think you can hang here for a while."