Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

Because from what Melissa said, the potion making here is almost like a stew. It pays attention to knife skills and heat, and there is not much technical content in theory.

——Although there are very few cooking machines in the world.

That's because people are more willing to pursue the unique flavors of different chefs, rather than the same mechanical taste. The higher the quality, the more obvious this feature is.

Therefore, small restaurants have no money for machinery and equipment; large restaurants disdain to do this...

Just didn't expect it.

Shelby is going to do this.

——Some things with such a little technical content are still hidden. Before coming, I was repeatedly told not to make a fuss when I saw anything.

What's all the fuss about?

Lindsay frowned, secretly looked at the boss Wilson, and gave him a look - that's it?

Wilson shrugged, and whispered when Melissa went to open the door: "I heard that the Shelby family didn't go to college, and their knowledge may be short, so—oh, Falk!"

Reading at zero

"What?" Melissa was stunned, not understanding the connection between the boss's cursing at the back and the short-sightedness at the front.

Wilson raised his hand: "Look ahead..."

Lindsay looked over.

Then she saw that the others were dumbfounded like Wilson.

And in front of them.

Melissa was smiling: "This is the handling of materials."

Material handling?

Lindsay glanced past Melissa and landed on the "employees" in front of her.Then, she understood why Wilson was dumbfounded.

I saw those employees wearing "witch costumes".

Holding a stick in his hand.

Between stick swings.

The weird stuff -- things with teeth, stingers, powders, that kind of floats up.Then the knife on the side also flew up and began to cut or scrape.

Fake!

She couldn't help but curse in her heart.

what is this?

how did you do that?

magic?

Or high tech?

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts converged in Lindsay's mind, and she finally understood the reason why the Shelby family hid it. The feeling was not that they were less knowledgeable, but that she was short-sighted!

"Don't be shocked, this is just a special kind of technology, um, technology, it should be the word..."

Melissa introduced, although the voice of the last sentence was very low, she soon raised her voice again, "A kind of magnetic technology, well, this is some material processing, and the front is automatic cleaning..."

She walked forward again.

The crowd followed.

Then, Lindsay saw automatic cleaning brooms, pots, brushes... and even a fire, not by flipping a switch, but by someone waving a stick, and the stove would immediately start a fire.

of course……

Not only that.

There are even some special creatures!

It should be a creature, right?

Rolling ball shape, the surface is covered with milky yellow soft hairs, it keeps humming, and it still walks under human feet.

At first Lindsay thought it was just a special kind of toy ball.

But who knows one of them was caught.

Pull out a handful of hair.

It seemed to be hurting, but this thing struggled, stretched out its long tongue and penetrated into the nostril of that person, and rolled out a piece of booger with nose hair...

"This, what is this?" Seeing this scene, Lindsay finally couldn't help asking.

"Oh, this is called velvet, and it's a kind of pet. Their hair can be used to make laughter potions." Melissa was very responsible, and after explaining a sentence, she asked, "I'm almost finished reading this, Miss Smith. , Do you have a production plan in mind?"

"what?"

What production plan?

Lindsay was addicted to all kinds of strange things and didn't think about doing anything at all. Now when she heard the question, she immediately panicked.

But fortunately, this is not difficult. She immediately said: "I need more precise data, such as the degree to which some materials need to be processed, and the degree of cooking required...I also need to discuss it with other people."

"This is what it should be. The conference room is there, and you can discuss it there."

Kacha!

A group of people entered the meeting room, and the door was closed immediately.

That Melissa didn't follow.

But this scene.

But it made everyone look ugly:

"This is definitely not technology. I don't believe that human technology has developed to this point!"

"This is a special method, witchcraft? Magic?"

"Shh, they might be monitoring us, you dare to talk nonsense, aren't you afraid of being killed by then?"

"The door is locked!"

"The sudden rise of the Shelby family is not accidental."

"Let's work quickly. If they want an automated machine, they will definitely let us go. Otherwise, where will they get the machine?"

"That's right, let's work..."

With a trace of panic, Lindsay still buried herself in her work.

In fact, it is still a little difficult.

Because what the other party wants is not a lot of machines, but an integrated machine.

For example, processing materials: this machine can be divided into different gears, but it must be able to handle various types of materials - of course, the requirements can be appropriately relaxed, for example, this machine is specialized in processing knife materials, and another machine is specialized in processing liquids class material.

But even so.

Lindsay, who only relies on hand calculations and drawing pictures, still finds it very difficult.

"I, I need information, it's in my car..." She suddenly raised her head and spoke.

This silenced the conference room.

It seems that everyone can realize that this is a test to see if they are being monitored... But as soon as they thought of this idea, they heard a cry of "data is coming" from the door.

next moment……

The door is open...

The black-haired boy Ringo and the blond beauty Daisy walked in. The former also held a stick in his hand. At this moment, he waved it slightly, and manipulated a thick stack of documents and materials in front of Lindsay: "How did you deal with it?" How is it? Is there any difficulty?"

It's absolutely magic!

Lindsay froze, but still said boldly: "Not only materials, I also need a general equipment model for integration..."

"What's it like?" Ringo sat in front of her.

"In this way..." Lindsay suddenly became less frightened by the young man's gaze, and couldn't help opening his information book, revealing a piece of mechanical equipment, "This way..."

"Let me see..." Ringo took a closer look at the various parameters in his hand, and then suddenly pointed a wooden stick at a chair and said, "—"Change form""

Whoa!

The chair twisted instantly, from wood to steel, and then gradually into equipment.

"How about that?" He smiled.

But the bosses of other machinery factories turned pale with fright.

It was Wilson.

At this time, he kept giving Lindsay winks—he regretted coming here very much now, and only hoped that Lindsay, a distant relative, would stop messing around.

pity……

Lindsay didn't notice his wink.

Instead, he stared wide-eyed at the device that Ringo transformed into, tried to control it, and found that it was really usable, so he couldn't help saying: "It's really powerful, it can be used."

"Then arrange it as soon as possible." The boy still smiled, "If one day is not enough, then two days, don't worry, the guest room, meals, and even a change of clothes are prepared for you. If you lack other things, you can also say so. "

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, it will take half a day, after all, it's just grass." Lindsay didn't seem to hear the threat in the boy's mouth, but instead indulged in his profession and became confident.

"You guys communicate more."

"it is good……"

……

After half a day.

After completing the sketches and preliminary verification of the teenagers using "magic", the Shelby family did not seem to kill or imprison them as everyone expected.

Instead, they honestly sent it out.

"Thank you for your cooperation, I just hope to improve the equipment as soon as possible after returning..."

Some comfort from the blonde beauty Daisy.

In addition, they were indeed sent out to let them go back. Everyone was obviously relieved, and each of them became embarrassed: "Oh, Miss Daisy is polite, let's go back and start working immediately. I don't care about other people's affairs, and keep them first." At your service."

"Don't worry, we are united, and the speed is definitely not slow."

"Working for Shelby, who dares to slack off..."

"..." Lindsay was also in the crowd.

After finishing the work, she felt a strong sense of absurdity—is this letting us go?

Don't talk about imprisonment...

Even the non-disclosure agreement was not signed. Aren't the "secrets" of the Shelby family afraid of being leaked?

Even if they are confident that they are the overlord in the Birmingham area.

But what if we go elsewhere?

What about going abroad?

Are you not afraid that we will poke them out?

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked at the black-haired boy Ringo, who was still holding the wooden stick in his hand...

Too bad it's just right again.

Before she could look any further, the other party also looked at her. When the two eyes met, Ringo blinked.

then……

The boy said, "Okay, everyone, thank you for your hard work and cooperation. Don't worry, if you serve us Shelby, the treatment will definitely not be bad..."

talking room.

The wooden stick in his hand waved inadvertently.

Then his voice turned.

——"Forget everything"

—— "Legiliency"