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Chapter 569: Reality is very bleak (two in one)

Things like standards are not difficult to say, but they are not easy either.

How to say it, even the most powerful person in the Muggle world can suffer disastrous consequences time and time again due to system conversion errors. The lag of inertia is much more terrifying than many people imagine.

The most classic is the error between the imperial and metric systems, and then there is the even more classic horse's butt theorem - who could have imagined that a horse's butt could affect aerospace?

So Andrew has been very cautious about this issue. He spent an entire vacation discussing it with his students before announcing it.

He is now certain that this is the limit of what he can achieve at this stage. If there are still loopholes, he will accept it.

No, to be more precise, there will definitely be loopholes, at least in some areas, but he has tried his best to improve it.

Even Lord Bull's three laws are invalid at the microscopic scale. Andrew doesn't think that those magic units can solve all problems when they are first created. The wizarding world has not even expanded to every corner of this planet, let alone the extraterrestrial and microscopic fields.

"If I could eventually come up with a magic that belongs to the realm of quantum mechanics... that would be really fun... but I'm not at that level yet."

He was well aware of this, but he didn't say it.

An optical microscope should theoretically not be affected by the protective spells at Hogwarts, but he had never had time to work on that, and he was already overwhelmed with work.

'We have to leave some for those who come after us, so that they will have a greater motivation to study the Muggle world, rather than just fooling around with a simple Muggle Studies course - of course, if no one has done it by the time I graduate, then I'll have to take the microscope and fight back, but the wizarding world is not that stupid...'

He shook his head, put down the journal in his hand, and stretched.

“Andrew, is there no creation for this standard?”

Hughes, who was also flipping through a magazine, asked quietly.

"No, all creations are waiting to be excavated. Why are you suddenly interested in standard units?"

Andrew turned his head in confusion. Hughes, who was fond of the history of magic, looked at the standard unit that had just sprouted. This matter really made him feel strange.

No wizard is an all-rounder. Even Professor Flitwick, the walking encyclopedia of spells, is not that good at medical spells, let alone ordinary students. The most important thing is to play to your strengths.

Hughes should understand this principle, but it doesn’t matter, he can explain it.

"It's not that, it's that I've recently learned about a technology that is still fairly new, but I'm not sure if it can be used in the wizarding world."

“What does this have to do with standards?”

The gap between technology and standards is huge.

"It's a C14 identification method, a technique that can determine the age of archaeological sites. My father wrote to me to popularize it."

Xiu Si nodded. "But it requires very high technology. My father said that a special organization is needed to test very stable data. Is that also a standard?"

C14 identification?

Is this thing already available these days?
But microscopes haven't been invented yet, so it's too late for C14 identification. And there's another problem. If relevant tests are to be used, they must be in the form of spells, like the Scarpin Apparition spell.

Unless Andrew intends to incorporate microscopes and detection technology into alchemy, otherwise, based on his attainments in magic, it will take him a long time to come up with the relevant spell.

"Sorry, Hughes, that's another level of stuff that I can't do right now."

Andrew shook his head. "Although it may sound discouraging, I advise you to try your own magic skills before developing similar spells. It is extremely dangerous."

Ordinary magic experiments can easily blow up the laboratory, and if there is a C14 half-life test, then it's all over, everyone will die in the explosion.

"Ah? This, is not possible?"

"It's difficult. I don't have the relevant technical reserves. That's Muggle magic. At least I don't think I can make a breakthrough in the short term, although it's very useful for determining the age most of the time. And even if I have it, I'm not sure if it can maintain the same stability as before under the influence of magic. Um, decay, that should be the word, decay cycle."

The professional terms were too difficult to pronounce, so Andrew tried to express them in a different way.

Hal on the side already had stars in his eyes - no kidding, this thing could really confuse people.

"This is really..."

Hughes shook his head, a little frustrated.

Stable age determination is extremely important for the history of magic. Not to mention the history of magic, the advancement of technology and archaeology can deal a heavy blow to history.

For example, poisoning, murder, paternity testing, or even digging out something with words on it to overturn a piece of history is very simple.

'But considering the ghost, maybe the impact on the wizarding world is not that big - you can ask the ghost if this thing is the toilet he used when he was alive...'

Andrew couldn't help laughing, and then suddenly thought of something quite important.

New technology measurements... especially dangerous but effective radiation technology, may be fatal to wizards, but there are currently some observers and experimenters who can exist safely.

Although they cannot participate in space experiments due to the marks left behind during their lifetime, they can participate in radiation experiments.

"Am I such a rude person... that even ghosts want to deceive me?"

'But what if it's Gryffindor's ghost?'

"That's not good either. What if the radiation is effective against ghosts? Nick has finally lost his head, and if I trick him into doing this, won't that disturb his happy life?"

...

Countless ideas collided in his mind - one side was about pulling Andrew to ask for his opinion, and the other side was about some crazy experiments.

What observational technology can compare to the immortal and expressive ghost in the middle?
If so, how about the two combined?
"Nick may not be willing, but there will probably be ghosts who are willing. If none of them are willing, then we can put it aside for now. Anyway, the magic for subsequent observations can keep up, and we can also test other things, such as the effect of radiation on magic."

"Just like that, go find Dumbledore... No, no! Damn reality!"

Andrew suddenly realized that this technology was good and could solve energy problems, but it was also a catalyst for war! Voldemort was not dead yet, and only when Voldemort died could relevant experiments be advanced.

To be more precise, Voldemort died, and he would only start to push this forward after he had broken through the threshold of transformation between wizards and Muggles.

'As far as the current magic world is concerned, this is simply a knife that will hurt others and yourself... I can't do this. Forget it, I'll scrap this idea and just come up with some weaker detection methods. It's too early to talk about radiation. Even if it's really difficult to make a nuclear bomb, it's best not to push it.'

He came to himself and looked up—the lights in the library were on because it was already dark.

"Andrew."

Hal gasped, "What big news have you got here? I see you've been thinking so much that you don't even dare to move your feet."

"You may not believe this, but I just stopped a war..."

Andrew smiled easily. "I'm thinking of something really great that will allow wizards to live on the moon or Mars."

"Wow, cool."

Hal was very used to making a joke, "But how do you do it?" "Well, to put it simply, simulate an environment similar to Earth. I'm thinking about the spells I need - Muggles used to make a biosphere system, which is similar to that one, but more complicated, after all, it involves alchemy."

Andrew whispered that he had this idea before and it was just right to deal with it now.

After all, the detection system of the entire world will become more and more perfect. If the existing protective magic and Muggle-repelling spells cannot evolve to keep up with the times, wizards may have to prepare their own wizard villages.

The seabed, the moon, and Mars were all potential targets. This idea had already taken shape in his mind when he and Mr. Flamel first studied alchemy.

He is not afraid of promoting this thing. It would be best if someone could help improve it. After all, if he wants to create a paradise for wizards, the more plans and the more thorough the preparations, the better.

"hard to imagine."

Hal shook his head.

"Well, just think of it as a large venue for playing Quidditch under the sea," Andrew was not sure how to describe it, "or a Hogwarts castle that can fit in one room."

"It sounds like captivity."

...

Today has been sad enough...

Andrew really didn't want to explain any more - how come it became pessimistic retreat news to Hal?
Can't we just march towards the universe?

Besides, who knows how the Muggle-expelling spell will develop once the satellite's accuracy improves? It's not like we can't put it on the satellite!

It was just a precaution, but what Hal said was too much!
Andrew, who was originally in a low mood, was now motivated by his roommate. "I think the dean must not like your comments on his office."

"How come..."

Hal retorted subconsciously, but his face turned pale - the captivity and the like did seem somewhat similar to the traceless expansion spell in the dean's office.

"Look, you're being stubborn."

Andrew shook his head. "Don't make comments on technology you are not good at. This is a taboo in journalism."

"Journalism? And this course, is it a course of Kodos Dorez?"

Hal is very good at listening to the key points he likes, and in this respect, he does have the potential to be a reporter.

"No, from the Muggle world, and..."

Andrew thought for a long time and finally found a positive comment, "The employment scope is quite wide."

-

"Ah, school is about to start again, Minerva."

Dumbledore said this with a smile, but his face resolutely did not move towards the table - there an automatic quill was signing diligently.

"Yes, school is about to start again, but Taylor has already prepared all students for the start of school in advance."

The professor had a smile on his face. "He has put forward some new requirements for magic detection these days, and has brought a group of students specializing in spells into the team. Really, it seems that the Triwizard Tournament was opened for him."

"It's not impossible. You can let him be the team leader later. If it really doesn't work out, I can retire and look after the students at school. You can take Taylor to lead the team, and then let him perform."

Dumbledore looked serious.

"Albus!"

"It was just a joke, Minerva."

"This isn't funny. Our second game is about to start."

Under Professor McGonagall's serious expression, Dumbledore could only try to change the subject, "The second game, duel and quiz, I really suspect it was Miss Granger who came up with it, and I don't know what the battle scene was like."

"It's hard to say. I doubt the students have time to watch the game right now... Tyler is much more lively than I expected. I was actually worried about his communication problems with students of the same grade, but he solved it by himself."

Professor McGonagall nodded to express her concern, but from her not-so-serious face, she seemed to be showing off a bit.

“There are also students who are not so interested.”

Dumbledore added with a smile.

"Others are outside Professor Black's office, in all four schools."

Professor McGonagall looked up at the painting on the wall. The former Headmaster Black was nowhere to be seen. There was only an empty picture frame. It was obvious that he was not going to show up before the effect of the legend wore off.

"It's not that bad. Even if it's the other side, it's also one of the results of this Triwizard Tournament. At least the next competition will be held stably. I just don't know where it will be."

"I don't know about that. Anyway, you lead the team and I'll guard Hogwarts."

Professor McGonagall nodded. "That was four years later. Taylor had already graduated by then."

"Four years will go by quickly, and he will probably stay on campus after he graduates. Are you planning to focus on being the Vice-Principal, Minerva?"

"I'm afraid not. I always feel that Taylor lacks patience in class. Perhaps he is more suitable to be an alchemy professor. He is too talented in Transfiguration. He has never encountered many problems encountered by students and cannot understand them. The most important thing is that the Transfiguration course is a waste of his time. He should go further."

"Maybe, but that's all in the future. We always fantasize about things in the future. Let's get something closer first. What should we do next year?"

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.

"The office chores are cancelled. He will be a prefect in Ravenclaw and a part-time male student union president. This way it won't waste much time. I have already discussed it with Flitwick, and he will recruit a student to do office chores."

"To be a prefect, well, I'm finally old enough."

"Yes, I am old enough finally, but it will be troublesome to deal with the paperwork afterwards, Albus."

"Should we also have a prefect for the fourth grade?"

Dumbledore nodded very seriously.

"Albus..."

"It's just a joke, Minerva. Now, we have to cheer up. The Christmas holidays are over and we need to get ready for school."

Dumbledore nodded with a smile, then picked up the document signed with the automatic quill on the table and handed it to Professor McGonagall with a relaxed expression, as if he had just been working seriously.

The professor looked a little helpless, "Well, anyway, the new semester and the second game are coming."

(End of this chapter)