Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 123 The CPU Burned Out

In the next instant, several familiar figures were unearthed: Simba, Scar, Timon, Pumbaa… followed by visuals: a lion cub being lifted up by baboons, a sunset on the savanna, playtime with wild boars and meerkats, and then music…

Numerous images are constantly being retrieved from the depths of memory, and under the influence of magic, they are rapidly being filled with details.

Deeper and deeper... Murphy vaguely felt a dull pain, as if a machine was creaking and groaning. However, more and more details surfaced in his memory. He had almost completely remembered the story, and could even recall the lines.

A massive torrent of information was continuously extracted from the depths of memory, and countless details were clearly presented before me.

Gradually, he seemed to return to that summer afternoon, squatting in front of the television, watching the cartoons playing. He could even smell the mosquito coils and hear the cicadas chirping outside. Oh, right, there was a plate of watermelon in front of him... Grandma had cut it for him...

Murphy was ecstatic; it was like a scene reenacted! It was like a holographic memory!

Keep going, and keep going...

He wanted to know to what extent this memory could be restored.

Can you recall all the scenes from the movie?

Can you see the pattern on the cloth covering the TV?

Can I manipulate this version of myself from my memories?

If he turns around now, will I be able to see the old man fanning himself in the recliner?

The creaking of gears was deafening, and the dull pain was so intense it felt like his brain was being torn in two, but Murphy was obsessed and didn't want to stop. His consciousness seemed to extend a tentacle, reaching out towards that scene in his memory.

Closer, even closer...

He had somehow detached himself from his past perspective and was now looking down at the room from mid-air.

Tentacles stretched down from the void, their tips struggling to reach the boy sitting intently in front of the television.

Finally, the tentacles touched the boy's hair.

"Ha!" Murphy was overjoyed, but before he could do anything, suddenly "snap," everything went out like a screen that had lost power.

……

In a distant time and space, a boy felt an itch on his head and scratched it, but this action did not distract him at all; he remained glued to the television.

Simba is fighting Scar right now, and even if you pull two strands of his hair, he might not react at all.

……

When Murphy woke up, he found himself in a hospital room.

"Lola?"

The female assistant, who was by the bedside, immediately woke up upon hearing the sound. "Director, you're finally awake."

"What does that mean... hiss..."

Murphy had just tried to recall what had happened when his head felt like it was being pierced by thousands of needles, almost making him faint again.

"Don't worry..." Laura said, "Our medical experts did a full CT scan of your brain and found extensive nerve damage, somewhat similar to symptoms of brain hypoxia. However, the experts treated you promptly using methods such as hyperbaric oxygen therapy, so there was no irreversible damage. But symptoms like nerve edema will take a few more days to recover..."

"You may experience headaches, nausea, vomiting, or other symptoms frequently over the next few days; these are all normal."

"I've been unconscious?" Murphy asked, puzzled. "How long?"

“It’s been three days,” Laura said. “After you fell into a coma, a house-elf immediately noticed something was wrong with you and notified us. Omid and the others said you might be undergoing a Legilimency experiment, so we examined your brain… After treating you, you’ve been in a deep sleep ever since.”

"The experts and Professor Selica tried many methods, but because it involves the brain, we didn't dare use too many potions. We only gave you a little Felix Felicis, adopting a conservative treatment approach," Laura said, helping Murphy sit up. "How are you feeling now?"

"Not good, I have a bit of a headache. I remember now, I was using Legilimency to process my memories, and I might have gone a little overboard..."

Looking back now, I realize that he was viewing himself from a third-person perspective at the time, and in order to delve deeper into his memories, he rejected other emerging information, thus ignoring the signals from his body.

That feeling of detachment is like transcending the physical body; without the pull of the body and emotions, the will can be executed more thoroughly, thus becoming more radical.

Ultimately, it's because he's not familiar enough with the spell; next time he'll remember to retain some information about his body.

However, having paid such a high price, he had also basically mastered the method of using mind control to organize memories. At this moment, when he tried to recall The Lion King, everything in that animation was vivid in his mind. He could even memorize all the lines from beginning to end without missing a single one.

This is truly astonishing and highly unscientific.

He definitely wasn't that focused when he watched that movie.

Theoretically speaking, he had no information to recognize at the time, so it was impossible for it to enter the brain's memory program. And how could he "recall" something that was not remembered?

The only explanation is that magic filled in the gaps in that information, just as magic filled in the details of transfiguration.

This use of filling in past memories has deviated from its original function of capturing the mind and extracting thoughts.

Murphy felt that naming this method of using memory transference "total memory" would be more appropriate.

However, if every time a full recall is performed, cerebral edema occurs, the cost would be too high.

Three days later, medical experts proved the link between cerebral edema and "total memory".

"Our analysis suggests that the brain region you previously damaged likely experienced a significant increase in the number of synapses. This rapid proliferation of synapses may be one of the reasons for brain hypoxia and neuroedema."

"The spell you used before caused changes in the brain's neural topology. Because these changes were sudden and rapid, they could cause some brain damage each time."

"But many wizards use Legilimency to extract memories, so why are they unharmed?" Murphy asked.

"I think this might be because their method of using Legilimency is different from yours," Funes said, looking guilty. "After your accident, we did a lot of research and guessed that the memories they extracted might still only be some memory indexes and some scattered fragments of memories associated with them."

"Organizing those memories and weaving and constructing them into scenes is not done through their brains, but through the magic of the Pensieve itself."

"Otherwise, wizards wouldn't need the Pensieve to have a photographic memory."

In other words, most wizards use the Pensieve server to process their scattered memories, while he directly uses his own CPU to get started.

Using a PC to do server-side work, how could it not burn out? He's lucky his head didn't explode on the spot.

But here is the problem.

Later, he also wanted to increase his knowledge reserves through memory replication, thus embarking on the path to omniscience.

Just this one Lion King movie has already blown my brain dry. How am I supposed to encompass all the knowledge in the world after this?

Is it like having a meditation bowl on your head?

(End of this chapter)