Hogwarts Archmage

"why?"

Marn asked after hanging up the phone.

Margery smiled slightly: "Because I like the number 88."

"? One hour and 58 minutes, isn't it 118?" Ma En asked with some confusion.

"It will be 88, because half an hour will be stolen."

Looking at Margaery, who suddenly became playful, Ma En shook his head: "Really...what tricks are you trying to do again?"

"I won't tell you~ An interesting little thing."

"Okay, then when did you start liking the number 88?"

"Because there are currently 88 constellations identified, and they form 88 star charts - the star chart is very beautiful, isn't it?"

Ma En glanced out the window. The stars were shining, and they were indeed beautiful.

"I always feel like these stars are getting brighter and brighter, as if they are getting closer, and I don't know why."

"Maybe... it's because the place we live is too high?" Esther gestured around. The black tea house is nearly 3000 meters above the ground.

"Maybe...the light pollution is much lighter here."

A few people were chatting casually, not observing the stars outside. Margery closed the curtains.

A star map seemed to suddenly move, as if it stretched, but if someone looked carefully, the stars seemed to be still in the same place.

Only some negatives that could leave images of the starry sky suddenly became blurry, leaving nothing behind.

The night sky gradually faded, and a touch of fish belly white appeared on the horizon. The four residents of the black tea house had already fallen asleep, but Mercer was so excited that he stayed up all night.

The handsome young man with a sad face left happily after getting a roll of banknotes, while Mercer and his boss studied countermeasures all night.

The time chosen by Ma En was too unreliable. After much deliberation, they finally decided... to replay it twice, recording and broadcasting the first time at night, replaying the first time in the afternoon, and replaying the second time starting at eight o'clock.

He completely forgot about the time, because this matter woke Ma En up several times. After finally getting a random answer except that the fixed time period could not be changed, he lay down on the big bed contentedly.

Then he froze.

After thinking carefully for a long time, I remembered that the kid I raised had already taken the money and ran away, and called him back again.

This time he wasn't afraid of being late, so his supervisor gave him three days off.

While I was waiting for the handsome boy, I called my wife, who was dating her girlfriend. She was the editor-in-chief of the New York Times. Although the couple had no relationship, they were still a family, so it would be nice to give her some big news.

After everything was settled, the handsome boy also opened the door and walked in. The two looked at each other and smiled before getting into bed.

And his wife... After receiving the call, she pushed the female college student on top of her aside, hurriedly started working on the manuscript, and even called back to ask Mercer to fax a photo to her.

Public opinion exploded again.

At first everyone thought this was just a little game for rich people, and the discussion was over after a while, but now we can see the content... Although it is recorded and broadcast, it is not bad!

The only question now is... what kind of TV station is the New Entertainment TV Station?

A large group of people struggled for a long time before they discovered that this was a small TV station that had been on the verge of bankruptcy several times. It usually made a living on gossip news.

They also found that the supervisor who received the letter this time was quite handsome... but unfortunately he was married and had two children.

The advertising contract came over in a heavy blow.

But this has nothing to do with Ma En and the others. The four people now are resting the venue again.

Now that I have decided to broadcast it, it cannot be as rough and simple as it is now.

The ceiling was raised again, and Patrick took Hermione to Canada to steal several large forests and plant them, leaving five or six natural scenic areas that no one went to.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the four paths that can be moved and combined.

They originally planned to add a few more, but changed their minds after seeing the water between the paths.

"We can make the water highly corrosive - of course, it just looks like this. The audience will know it is fake, but the contestants will not know it. This will add a lot of sense of crisis to them."

Margaery suggested.

"Are the four paths missing?" Ma En was a little hesitant.

Hermione next to her shook her head: "There are quite a few. These four paths are called paths. In fact, they are four different environments, swamps, mountains, deserts, and grasslands. Each has its own advantages, and the area is vast enough for these. I’m just worried that they won’t reach the end in three days and two nights.”

After a few people chatted for a while, they continued to work.

Expanding space is not an easy task, but Ma En relied on his abnormal magic power to make this place endless at a glance. This also led to a problem. If you want to have a complete rest, you can't see that it takes a lot of money. of time and energy.

"Why do I feel like I've dug a hole into myself again?" Ma En said a little depressed during the break.

"This is a once and for all thing. Just change the gameplay and combinations in the future. What a great entertainment project. You have to play cards by yourself, right?" Margery thought to herself.

She was holding a bottle and pouring it into the lake that filled the blank area.

"What are you doing, Margaery?"

Esther asked curiously.

"I'm afraid those idiots will jump down when they see someone dead, and they will drown again if they don't get treatment in time."

Bottles of white potion flowed into the water.

She poured every area, and finally wiped the sweat from her forehead with peace of mind.

"Why are you looking so pale?" Esther wiped her face worriedly.

"It's okay, I just wasted some blood in my recent experiments, and I get tired easily."

Esther sighed: "If you want to do experiments in the future, I will go out and catch some scum for you. There is no need to always experiment on yourself."

Margery held her hand and smiled sweetly: "Okay, I know, I won't do it next time."

Seeing her like this, Esther also smiled with satisfaction.

Marn in the distance lowered his head and whispered to Hermione: "What do you think the two of them are doing, and why are they still holding hands?"

Hermione looked at the two girls holding hands from a distance. Her eyesight was now very good, far better than the average person. She could see the smiles on their faces even though they were several kilometers away.

She said quietly: "I don't know anything else, but when the two of them looked like this, they definitely didn't have any good ideas..."

Ma En said with some confusion: "What do you mean?"

"Don't ask these questions when you are surrounded by the whole world, because almost everyone is a good person in front of you."

"..."