I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

During the break the next day, Yu Yin and Chang Yan were in the classroom, and the topic inevitably circled back to Hogwarts.

"I thought about it again last night."

He lowered his voice, but his expression was extremely serious.

"If there really were a Sorting Hat, I would probably be sorted into Ravenclaw."

Yu Yin was tidying up her desk when she heard this and looked up.

"Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to Gryffindor?"

That was right after I finished hearing the story.

As the saying goes, this issue has obviously been studied seriously.

"Gryffindor requires courage, while Ravenclaw values ​​intelligence more. By comparison, the latter should be more suitable for me."

Yu Yin thought for a moment.

"And what about me?"

As the saying goes, I watched her for a while.

Hufflepuff.

Why?

"Because the people there value kindness and loyalty."

Upon hearing this answer, Yu Yin slowly smiled.

The two people weren't speaking loudly, but the children in the classroom were naturally very sensitive to new things.

The boy sitting in the front row quickly turned around.

"What hats are you talking about?"

"Sorting Hat".

"What is the Sorting Hat?"

As the saying goes, I originally only intended to give a simple explanation.

"It's a talking hat that can assign students to different colleges based on their personalities."

"Which school still has something like this?"

"Hogwarts".

"Never heard of it."

"That's a magic school."

As the saying goes, he originally just gave a casual explanation, but seeing that the other party clearly didn't believe him, he started talking about how Harry received his letter of acceptance.

He wasn't as good at storytelling as Yu Wen, and he didn't remember many parts completely.

But the letters delivered by owls, the Platform Nine and Three-Quarters hidden behind the wall, the Sorting House hats, and the aerial races on broomsticks were already novel enough for a group of children around ten years old.

Not long after, two more people gathered around.

"What is a broom?"

"Things that people used to use for sweeping."

"Flying with something used for sweeping the floor?"

"By magic."

"How fast does it fly?"

"soon."

"Is it faster than a hovercar?"

As the saying goes, one is stumped by a question.

Yu Wen only mentioned that brooms come in different models, but didn't tell him the specific speed.

"We should look at the broom."

He answered as carefully as possible:

"An old broom is definitely not as fast as a new broom."

These words quickly attracted even more children.

By the time the school bell rang, there were already seven or eight people gathered around their desks.

Some people are still asking what's hidden under the three-headed dog, while others are more concerned about which college the hat will place them in.

"I must be Gryffindor."

A boy was very confident.

Why?

"Because I'm brave."

Someone nearby immediately tried to sabotage him:

"Last time the lab's bionic spider crawled onto your desk, you screamed louder than anyone else."

"That's different, it suddenly moved."

Spiders are naturally capable of movement.

The children started arguing.

Some people want to learn spells that make things fly, some want to learn Transfiguration, and some think that invisibility cloaks are more practical than all magic, because once they put them on, no one can find them during lunch break.

By noon, the story had spread from their class to the class next door.

Of course, no one knows the full story.

People just hear snippets from common sayings and then add their own imagination to those snippets.

Some say Hogwarts is hidden on an unseen planet, while others insist that the castle moves from place to place, making it impossible for ordinary people to find.

Some children even dug out discarded wooden strips and cleaning brushes from the old things classroom and tried to make the magic wands and brooms from the story.

As the saying goes, I have little interest in those crooked "magic wands".

What he really wanted to figure out was whether a broom could actually fly.

During his lunch break, he found a classmate sitting by the window fiddling with a miniature robotic arm.

The boy's name was Cheng Xun, and he was good friends with Chang Yandao.

His father was an engineer who was responsible for developing aerial work equipment and small power systems.

Cheng Xun was influenced by his surroundings from a young age. While other children would take apart toys just to see what was inside, he could usually put them back together after taking them apart.

Sometimes, even a few new features will be added.

As the saying goes, he placed a short broom, which he had found in the old things classroom, on his desk.

"A broomstick and flying—anything that could work?"

Cheng Xun raised his head.

"What?"

"Let it fly."

Cheng Xun glanced at the broom on the table, then at Chang Yandao.

"You want to clean the ceiling?"

"no."

As the saying goes, this gave a general overview of Hogwarts and Quidditch.

Cheng Xun was initially somewhat nonchalant, but when he heard a group of people chasing the golden thief in the air on broomsticks, the mechanical arm in his hand stopped moving.

He picked up the broom and weighed it in his hand.

"It's not difficult to let it fly on its own."

"real?"

"Add two miniature thrusters and install a balancing module, and it can leave the ground."

As the saying goes, one's eyes light up.

"Can that person ride on it?"

Cheng Xun's gaze towards him immediately changed.

"You want to ride it?"

"Can you?"

Cheng Xun did not answer immediately.

He picked up the broom and examined it carefully.

Making something fly is not difficult with current technology.

The real problem is how to get someone to ride on it and fly.

Originally, brooms were simply cleaning tools; they had no seat, no fixed structure, and no design suitable for human control.

How does a person maintain balance when moving at high speed?

How should the direction be controlled?

How can we ensure safety when encountering turns and acceleration?

These issues are far more complex than simply lifting it off the ground.

Cheng Xun usually enjoys studying various machines.

This was the first time he had ever encountered such an idea: to turn a broom into a flying vehicle capable of carrying people.

If it were a conventional flight device, there would have been countless design options.

But the problem now is...

How can I make it look like the broom in the story?

Cheng Xun looked at the thing in his hand, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

He enjoys studying various machines in his spare time.

But he had never actually encountered such a need before.

It's not about creating a more advanced device.

Instead, it allows something that would otherwise never have served this purpose to fulfill its function within the story.

"interesting."

Cheng Xun said in a low voice.

He turned on his quantum computer and unfolded the design interface in mid-air.

"Solve the stability issue first."

"Then there's the control method."

"If you really want people to ride it, you can't just let it fly; you also need to let the user control it."

As the saying goes, stand aside and watch the structural diagram gradually emerge.

He suddenly realized.

Perhaps the magic of Hogwarts has a chance to appear in this world in another form.

Before the last class of the afternoon was even over, several children already knew that they were going to make a flying broom.

So when the school bell rang, the maker space, which originally only had two people, quickly filled with a group of expectant onlookers.

Someone brought a discarded balancing module, someone contributed a miniature thruster from a model aircraft, and someone seriously suggested that a light effect should be installed at the front of the broom.

Why?

"Flying like this is even more like magic."

Looking at the ever-growing pile of parts on the table, Cheng Xun realized for the first time that he had taken on a much more troublesome job than he had imagined.

As the saying goes, he stood to the side, looking exceptionally serious.

In Yu Wen's story, wizards only need to mount a broom to fly into the sky.

They certainly don't have magic.

But they live in an era where even the sky has been opened up by technology.

Since the people in the story were able to do it, then at least they could try to make a broom fly.