A day at Hogwarts.

Chapter 500 Future Goals

"Char...uh..."

As soon as Harry entered the dormitory, where the biting cabbage was grown, he saw Charles taking off the girl's clothes.

The girl stood in front of Charles, her blue pupils seemed to hold broken diamonds of the aurora, her long eyelashes trembled with her breathing, her snow-white face like mutton-fat jade, her lips slightly curved as if dyed with red currants, as she took off the last piece of clothing, DeepSeek was the best.

Harry was a fourteen-year-old boy who had once found the secret treasure in Charles' room. His heart rate was over one hundred at this time.

"This is wrong!" he said hastily. "We can't do this in Hogwarts!"

As he spoke, Charles took off the girl's long hair that was as golden as the sun.

Harry blinked, touched his hair subconsciously, and asked, "What kind of magic is this, the kind used to kill and feather a chicken?"

He was a little worried. What if Charles suddenly took off his hair like this one day?
Charles ignored him and asked the girl to turn around and stroked his fingers from the top of her head along the central axis to the bottom.

There was a cut on the girl's skin, and her body came out of the cut just like taking off clothes. She also folded her skin like clothes and placed it on the table next to her.

The head of skin stood on top, with the empty eye sockets facing Harry.

Harry found this strangely frightening and turned to look at the puppet.

Under the doll's skin is a silver-white titanium alloy body. Only Kodosdoriz would be so generous as to use such material at will.

Charles continued to disassemble, removing parts one by one, until the stainless steel skeleton was exposed.

Harry put his Christmas holiday homework on the table beside him and looked at it curiously. When he saw Charles frowning, he couldn't help asking, "What's the problem with this?"

Charles said: "There is still a lot of room for improvement. The bones can be made of tungsten alloy, and the shell material needs to be elastic to avoid hurting people, and harden only when necessary."

He took out a black box from where the lungs were and said, "This is the most important part."

Harry asked curiously, "What is this?"

Charles said: "This is the control core of the puppet. You can think of it as the fat lady who can open the door."

Harry felt it was amazing.

Charles continued: "Its functionality is not enough and there is a lot of room for improvement."

"I'm going to make a new core. It no longer just relies on the virtual consciousness input by the creator. Instead, it uses multi-modal input and output, multi-modal learning, cross-modal generation, and multi-modal reasoning to give it a certain degree of autonomous learning ability. This multi-modal artificial intelligence core has the ability to simultaneously process, understand, and integrate multiple types of information, including but not limited to text, images, audio, magic, etc. The goal is to imitate human multi-sensory collaborative cognition, make corresponding judgments by integrating different information, and have the ability to understand and make decisions under complex magic confrontation conditions."

"This is not the end. The next plan is to create a large magic model to store known spells, potions, alchemy, and magic theories. Wizards can ask vague questions, such as how to treat a situation where Polyjuice Potion is accidentally mixed with animal hair. The model will automatically analyze and generate the appropriate spell or potion formula."

"It has many other uses, such as analyzing potion formulas and medicinal materials, calculating the optimal formula ratio, and reducing the risk of explosion during experiments."

"Remember the mistake Neville made when he added the porcupine quills in the first potion class in the first year? He added the porcupine quills without taking the crucible off the fire. As a result, the corrosive potion corroded the crucible and leaked."

"I later repeated this experiment and found that the key to preparing the porcupine corrosive agent is temperature."

"The structure of porcupine quills is like that of trees. Trees have bark on the outside and wood on the inside. The outer and inner layers of porcupine quills are also different."

"When you make the potion and put the whole porcupine quill in, the outer layer dissolves first, then the inner layer, which takes some time."

"According to the normal procedure, during the time when the potion is removed from the fire and the porcupine quills are put in and dissolved into the inner layer, its temperature is constantly decreasing."

"If you put the porcupine quills directly into the potion without removing it from the fire, the potion will remain at a boiling temperature while dissolving into the inner layer, and you will get porcupine corrosive." "If someone invents this kind of potion, it is very likely that an accident like Neville's will occur."

"If we have the help of the Magic Model and let it simulate the process first, we can find this problem in advance and avoid wrong operations."

Harry didn't quite understand what he heard, but he thought it was very impressive.

He noticed that when Charles said those words just now, his eyes seemed to be looking into the distance, as if he was recalling something.

This situation happened to Charles many times, so Harry didn't care. He said, "I've finished your holiday homework for you. Do you want to pay me in pounds or galleons?"

Charles blinked, looked at Harry in confusion and said, "Mr. Potter, what do you mean by pounds and Galleons?"

"I'm sorry, my memory hasn't come back yet."

As he spoke, Harry got into a boxing stance, ready to demand his salary with his fists.

Charles slowly took off his glasses, and the click of the temples folding made Harry hold his breath, as if it was the sound of a tyrant drawing his sword.

He suddenly chuckled, his laughter as clear and cold as an icicle falling to the ground.

"Harry, you know, I invented a spell specifically for you."

After Charles finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair, supporting his chin with one hand, with the calmness of a predator in his lazy eyes, as if his sneer was a mercy bestowed on Harry.

Harry swallowed nervously. If it was someone else saying this, it wouldn't be a big deal, but since it was Charles, he had to be careful.

He pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I'm not afraid of you!"

The corners of Charles' lips curved into an evil and crazy arc, and he suddenly attacked.

"Take off your glasses!"

Harry's glasses moved, flew off his face, drew an arc, and landed in Charles' hands.

Harry was speechless now.

When he returned to the common room, Hermione asked him, "What is Charles doing?"

"He's doing research," Harry said.

Hermione was about to ask Charles something, but after hearing what Harry said, she asked curiously, "What is he researching?"

Charles often does research, I wonder what he is doing this time.

Harry recalled that Charles had just said something about great magic tungsten alloy, titanium alloy core, etc. He didn't understand a single letter, so he answered the part he understood: "He's taking off the girl's clothes."

A string of question marks appeared in Hermione's head, and she said, "Please say it again."

Harry said seriously, "Charles is taking off all the clothes of a girl."

Hermione's eyes grew sharp, she drew her wand and headed for the boys' dormitory.

(End of this chapter)