Chapter 1224 A beautiful day starts from the early morning
Hogwarts is indeed a bit of a mess nowadays, but who is to blame for this?
Dumbledore stopped watching and strode over to Umbridge. "Hogwarts has been established for nearly a thousand years and has produced countless outstanding wizards and witches. If the school is truly 'smoky and corrupt' as you say, how can we explain these achievements?"
Umbridge's face flushed instantly. "Then how do you explain the series of things I've encountered recently? It's obvious that someone is madly targeting me, and I'm absolutely sure that she is Granger."
Her facial features became even more distorted, as if they would break free from the confines of her skin at any moment. "I only gave her two detentions, and she's been retaliating against me crazily all the time. Such a born villain doesn't deserve to stay in school. Azkaban is her best destination!"
The professors' faces suddenly turned gloomy.
Dumbledore's smile faded. "You have crossed the line, Dolores."
The azure eyes behind his half-moon glasses were as sharp as a hawk, as if they could see through people's hearts. "Since its founding, Hogwarts has never voluntarily given up on any child with magical talent, Dolores. This is not a place to play with power."
Umbridge's eyes were wide open, the whites of her eyes almost covering her entire eyeballs.
Her cloudy eyeballs were bloodshot, and her eyeballs were rolling wildly in her eye sockets, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, as if she was thinking about how to refute him.
Seeing that she had nothing to say, Dumbledore ignored her and said, "Okay, everyone go back and rest. We can talk about it tomorrow."
Umbridge's body was shaking.
If she just asked everyone to go back like this, wouldn't it seem like she was being unreasonable?
"and many more!"
Mag stepped out of the office without looking back.
Snape came next, then Sprout and Flitwick.
The professors left one after another. Dumbledore turned around and said, "Dolores, I know you've been under a lot of pressure lately. I'll have the elves make you a cup of hot tea later. I hope you'll have a good dream after drinking it."
Umbridge stumbled and reached out, as if to grab his back.
However, Dumbledore walked away so quickly that he didn't even give her a chance.
It's over, it's all over.
From tomorrow on, they will definitely think of me as a crazy woman.
She just wanted to try her best to complete Minister Fudge's task. Why were these people unwilling to cooperate with her?
"what!!!"
This crazy scream seemed to penetrate the entire universe, and everyone who heard it could feel the helplessness and collapse deep in her heart.
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The beautiful day started early in the morning. While the students were still yawning in their beds, hundreds of researchers at the Culham Science Centre were working until now because of over-excitement.
Some of them are repairing equipment, some are planning to modify reactors, and others are writing papers that are enough to detonate the scientific community.
William also stayed up all night. To be precise, he had been working non-stop for 72 hours to verify whether highly conductive graphene could replace copper.
Test results show that graphene not only has high conductivity, but also corrosion resistance. Although it is a hard material, the special structure of its single-layer structure makes it highly flexible, making it a natural alternative to traditional copper wire.
However, the exfoliation of graphene currently relies on magic and cannot be verified further in the short term.
But William was not discouraged. As Vincent said, graphene is full of possibilities and it will definitely play a key role in the next fusion reaction.
Vincent came to the laboratory at noon. When he saw William's greasy hair, he knew that he had worked all night again.
"Mr. Wayne, you're here." William's eyes sparkled beneath his glasses. "The test results are in. Graphene is a perfect substitute for copper wire. Cables made from it can significantly improve transmission efficiency. In the next deuterium-tritium experiment, the fusion reaction will surely release several times, or even dozens of times, more energy."
This is good news, but William was brought here by Vincent, and he didn't want him to ruin his health in just a few days.
"I know, but William, do you know what you need to do most right now?"
"Um...rest?"
Vincent gently pushed him out of the lab. "It's still a long time before the next experiment. You don't want to miss it due to health reasons, do you?"
William's eyes were filled with reluctance, but he still obediently went back to the dormitory upstairs to rest.
Vincent returned to the laboratory and found that many researchers had big dark circles under their eyes.
Especially Raymond, the leader of the research team, his hands flew across the keyboard so fast that even afterimages appeared.
Vincent quietly came up behind him and found that he was writing a paper on magnetic confinement of tokamak devices.
As the technology route that is currently closest to achieving controlled nuclear fusion, the importance of the tokamak device is increasing.
When more and more relevant papers come out, countries outside Europe will certainly no longer be able to sit still, and even more restless than them are the giants of traditional fossil energy.
If I'm not mistaken, the oil tycoons have probably already sent out assassins, and they might have ambushed them around the science center.
Vincent quietly left the laboratory and tapped his bracelets to turn them back into Type A balls.
As the projection screen unfolded, they, invisible to the naked eye, began their patrol.
Soon, the suspicious persons were discovered, and there was more than one.
It's not a sunny day today, and these people not only wear sunglasses, but also dress more tightly than each other, as if they are afraid that others will not know that they are agents or spies.
Vincent called Hunter. Although MAST-MA had not yet conducted the final assessment, it should be more than enough to deal with these people.
When I returned to the laboratory, many researchers were not there. They probably went back to the dormitory to rest.
Raymond still persisted, but the speed at which he typed on the keyboard had obviously slowed down.
Vincent took out a bottle of his own brewed Buffy Brain Tonic from Flamel's ring and placed it in front of him. "Mr. Raymond, how many papers do you have left to complete?"
Raymond paused and stretched. "At least a dozen articles, Mr. Wayne. What is this?"
"A magical potion that can invigorate the mind. It is much more effective than high-purity caffeine and does not produce any side effects."
Raymond took a small sip doubtfully, and his groggy brain instantly became clear, and he was full of energy.
He wanted to take a second sip, but Vincent stopped him.
"Each potion is made according to the wizard's constitution. Non-magicians only need to take a small amount for it to work. Overdose can have the opposite effect."
After hearing what he said, Raymond quickly put down the Bafe brain stimulant in his hand and took a small sip.
"Mr. Wayne, you wizards have too many magical methods."
Vincent smiled and said, "These are just the tip of the iceberg. If I have the chance, I will show you more magical methods."
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