A magical journey that begins in Azkaban.

Chapter 512 I am Nagini
Half a year ago, Roger and his mother Jessica began to secretly collect the necessary materials for the snake man antidote. They used the Travis family's newly opened potion shop to gradually accumulate the required raw materials.

Although their actions were cautious and secretive, the prices of these materials have almost doubled as they have become increasingly scarce on the market.

Now, as the official purchases of various magic circles have begun, the prices of some key medicinal materials have soared. Mandrake root, witch hazel and mist dew grass, which were originally ordinary medicinal materials, are now sold for as high as 1 Galleon each.

As for the less commonly used ingredient, viper marrow, as the northern hemisphere gradually enters winter, most snakes go into hibernation, making this medicinal material more difficult to obtain. Wizards can only pin their hopes on finding it in the southern hemisphere or in Muggle farms.

Roger smiled and put down the letter in his hand. Jessica had taken this opportunity to release the raw materials in the warehouse to the market in small quantities and multiple times. Just by buying at low prices and selling at high prices, their wealth grew like a snowball.

When the Ministry of Magic completes the collection of raw materials and hands them over to Roger, he will also get half of the finished product. In the midst of the upheaval, almost all of the magic world has been severely skinned by Roger without knowing it.

Of course, those office workers are not philanthropists, and they will not generously provide precious snake repellent potions to the Muggle government for free.

For every Galleon that Rogue took away, they would get it back tenfold or a hundredfold from the Muggles through other means.

To be fair, this was a systematic, top-down plunder and robbery. According to statistics from some wizards afterwards, at least one-third of the wealth accumulated by Muggles since the Industrial Revolution was traded to wizards.

Large tracts of land were taken over by wizards, who then set up Muggle-Repelling Spells; dazzling gold ingots were pushed out of the underground vaults and taken away by wizards in carts... The strong plunder the weak, the living plunder the dead, this is the unchanging law of this world.

In order to get a share of this once-in-a-lifetime feast, Roger devoted almost all his nights and rest days to the transformation of the airship. He even pulled Nagini, who had just regained her human form, to work as a laborer.

"Nagini, hand me the magic thread." Roger stood in front of the control console of the airship, dismantling the joystick made by the goblins.

Nagini yawned and handed over a thread with sleepy eyes. Her lower body had changed from a snake tail back to a pair of legs, and the white, slender legs twisted slightly unnaturally when she walked.

Although Nagini has been restored to her wizarding form, she still retains many of her snake-like characteristics: her tongue is long and flexible, her waist is so soft that it seems boneless, her body temperature is low, and she always feels sleepy in winter.

Don't ask Roger why he knows all this, because these are the secrets his fingers told him.

"Master, can I go to bed now?" She was wrapped in a thick bearskin coat, holding a cup of hot tea in her arms, squatting on the ground, curled up to resist the cold. "It's too cold, I need a stove and a medium rare steak."

"There will be a stove and steak." Rogge comforted her while connecting one end of the magic line to a black square box and dragging it towards the tail of the airship.

Based on the original telescopic magic line, Rogge removed the telescopic spell and replaced it with an innovative magic detection function. In this way, he can control the posture of the airship with amazing precision through the input of magic power, just like operating a baton.

The seemingly ordinary black box in front of him was actually the brain and heart of the entire airship. It was the control center and the core that connected Rogue and the airship. At the same time, it was also the starting point and the end point of all magic lines.

This black box has the extraordinary ability to transform Rogge's magic and his intentions into complex magic fluctuations. Based on these fluctuations, Rogge has studied the corresponding number tables to activate the precise runes of the corresponding nodes on the airship.

The flight attitude of the airship will then be fed back to the control center in the form of data through the second magic line. Through real-time calculation and comparison, the control center will fine-tune the attitude of the airship to ensure that it can accurately respond to Rogge's every thought.

The entire airship will move as a whole, rather than having to pull five or six joysticks to turn a corner as before.

In pursuit of extreme accuracy, Roger also carefully built hundreds of secondary proofreading centers. These centers are more compact and simple in structure. Although their computing power is not as good as that of the main control center, they have amazing storage capacity.

In his carefully designed system, each crystal plays a unique role based on its location, recording and managing data from its respective node.

These crystals will undergo preliminary calibration and adjustment before the data is sent back to the control center, which not only ensures that every piece of information is accurate, but also allows for self-adjustment.

Over time, the more the airship is used, the more data these crystals accumulate. When the amount of data exceeds a certain point, they can intelligently choose the most efficient and precise way to adjust the various functions of the airship.

This design greatly reduces the burden on the control center, allowing it to more efficiently manage the hundreds of cabins on the airship and keep the airship running smoothly.

To further improve the stability and reliability of the system, ROG adopted a topological structure that weaves all crystals and nodes into a tightly connected network.

He conducted a simple test and the results were encouraging: even if the main control center was destroyed, or two-thirds of the crystals and nodes were damaged, control of the airship could still be maintained.

When Roger returned to the control room, he found Nagini curled up and fell asleep. Her long eyelashes fluttered gently with her breathing, and her thin lips looked particularly attractive in her sleep.

Roger smiled, gently picked her up and walked to the upper cabin. His embrace was warm and comfortable, making Nagini unconsciously turn over in her sleep, looking for a more comfortable position. Roger carefully covered her with a quilt, then turned back to the control room to continue repairing the ship.

After several nights of hard work, Rogge finally completed the control system.

Thousands of nodes, hundreds of crystals, and millions of magic lines on the airship were carefully arranged. This complex airship control system far exceeded the imagination of the magic world and cost Roger nearly a million Galleons.

However, its value and potential far outweigh the cost.

Now, the originally messy joysticks have been replaced by an oval table. The black control center lies quietly in the center of the table, like a heart waiting to beat.

Roger picked up the wand and tapped it rhythmically on the table, mumbling a silent and complex spell. As he chanted the spell, the mysterious patterns carved on the table began to glow, emitting a brilliant but not dazzling light.

The control center slowly rose up and hovered at the level of Rogge's sight, as if saluting him. Then, it released blue light waves, activating countless magic lines on the airship.

Millions of magic threads transmitted the command to "wake up", and the gray diamond crystals began to flash blue light. The nodes controlling the airship sent out weak magical fluctuations, and the entire airship seemed to be given life.

"First activation... 1658 nodes succeeded... 32, 31 failed..."

Lines of data were playing rapidly above the control center, and all crystals, nodes, and magic lines were being tested in the vibrations of magic power.

"Dormant... Second activation..."

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The control center continues to work, constantly adjusting and improving, checking every component of the system.

After 95 rounds of rigorous testing, including sleep wake-up, hammering, shock, random and other different working conditions, the control center gave the test results. The pass rate of crystals was as high as 93.7%, the pass rate of nodes reached 98.9%, and the pass rate of magic lines was an exciting %. These figures prove that Rogge's creation is so exquisite and reliable.

He breathed a sigh of relief and instructed the control center to print out the addresses of the parts that could not be activated or failed the test. He checked and replaced or reconnected the parts one by one according to the printed numbers.

"Test again, test number: 100." There was a barely perceptible excitement in Rogge's voice. He knew that he was one step closer to perfection.

"Master, can the airship fly?" Nagini heard the noise and ran down from upstairs impatiently.

She looked at the countless magical lights in the control room curiously, with shock flashing in her eyes.

"Still testing, it will take about 15 hours." Roger smiled and asked the Hufflepuff Gold Cup to send out a dinner.

After curing the blood curse, this was the second time that Roger used the knowledge and wisdom of Muggles to create new magical things.

He drank the milk in big gulps while rubbing his sore eyes. Although he felt physically tired, he was in an unusually good mood and even had a good appetite.

"It takes so long! My fireplace will have to wait a long time." Nagini couldn't help but reveal a look of disappointment. She squeezed into Roger's arms, greedily seeking warmth.

"I hate winter," Nagini complained, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

She turned around and put her two cold little hands into Rogge's clothes. "It's so warm, Master~" she whispered softly, with a glimmer of dependence in her eyes.

Roger looked at the stars in Nagini's eyes, then looked at the steak and mushroom soup on the table, and he deeply understood what "beauty is a feast to the eyes" meant.

His hands naturally climbed up Nagini's waist, and she clung to him closely like a boneless beauty snake.

"Master...hmm..." Nagini's voice was soft and seductive.

"It doesn't seem appropriate to always call you Nagini." Roger said suddenly.

"Why?" Nagini's breathing became rapid, her eyes full of curiosity, "Master, are you going to change my name?"

Roger lifted her bearskin coat, eager to share the warmth with her: "I have investigated your identity as a wizard before you were fully transformed into a beast. Your real name is Maledictus."

"Maledictus?!" A hint of doubt flashed in Nagini's eyes, and a familiar voice seemed to echo deep in her soul.

She seemed to remember something, and her happy face was mixed with some sadness and contradiction. The body of the person who was freed from the blood demon beast was a little cold, which made the masculine heat in the body more majestic.

"Master..." There was a hint of uncontrollable desire in her voice, as if she was seeking some unknown satisfaction, "Can I... have more?"

"More?" Roger paused deliberately, his fingers gently sliding across Nagini's smooth back, as if thinking about her question.

"You were born with a blood curse. Whenever night falls, you turn into a snake." His voice was low and magnetic as he continued to tell her about her past. "You were arrested in that state and sold to a wizard circus."

"Circus?" Nagini turned her body and naturally performed a difficult move.

One of her legs lay gently on the ground, while the other was raised high, showing her flexibility and strength.

Nagini's outstanding physical talent, coupled with the residual influence of the blood curse, made her the most perfect dancer created by magic. Whether she was standing, lying down, or posing in other postures, she could give Roger the most perfect experience and enjoyment.

"Don't call me Maledictus, okay?" Nagini's eyes were fixed on Roger's body, and there was a hint of pleading in her tone: "I am Nagini, the master's Nagini."

Roger paused for a moment, and then he responded to Nagini in a more wild and direct way. Each time he entered and exited, he was full of power and determination. He accepted her loyalty and showed her that he would never leave her.

Whether she had once been a viper in the Indonesian rainforest or a blood-demon orc entertaining wizards in a circus, now she was Nagini.

She was saved by Roger from the curse of the blood beast. Her name, her body, and her soul all belonged to Roger Travis. He was her only master, there was no doubt about that.

Roger understood Nagini's intentions deeply. He released his mental power without any reservation and tightly wrapped the warm body in his arms... The waves of the Shetland Islands were one after another, violent and endless.

The black console completed the self-test, and the crystal, node, and magic line pass rates all reached 100%. With a flash of green light, the console gradually transformed into the shape of an airship.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Roger pulled out the wand from the pile of clothes. It emitted a milky white light, and the black airship model immediately took on color.

As the color of the airship model gradually became fuller, Roger's mood was like the airship, about to take off. He carefully observed every detail to ensure that everything was in line with his design. Nagini was standing aside, her eyes full of appreciation and admiration, she knew how much effort Roger had put in for this moment.

Rogge waved his wand again, this time with a blue light that gently touched every corner of the airship model. The model began to emit a faint light, as if responding to Rogge's magic.

The goblins created the outer shell of the airship, but it was Rogue who gave it its true soul.

The two of them stood in front of the console, Nagini, even in human form, wrapped around him like a snake.

Rogge's fingers slid lightly across the console, and every instruction was accurate. Nagini held his other hand tightly, and she could feel Rogge's nervousness and excitement. All these efforts were for the upcoming moment.

As they watched, the airship model slowly rose into the air, circled in the air for several times, and then hovered steadily in the air.

Nagini couldn't help cheering and screaming, and she was pushed down on the long table by Roger. The two smiled at each other, their eyes full of pride and joy.

Roger turned around and hugged Nagini tightly, their hearts pressed together.

(End of this chapter)