Chapter 31

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Chapter 31: Kinetic Core, Hogwarts Made A Mistake

His wife and children went to Malfoy Manor, and Cole sat leisurely in the attic, enjoying the peace and thinking about the broomstick. He ate his food one bite at a time. Cole had already studied the products of the four major broom companies and discovered that patents also existed in the wizarding world. Wizards still put a lot of effort into patent protection. 

The technology inside these brooms cannot be deciphered by Cole. Even with a master of curse breaking, it is impossible to uncover the secrets. Wizards are not fools; the broom company ensures that others cannot crack its technology. In this case, there is no need for Cole to start from here. 

Calmly thinking, Cole browsed the system redemption page and discovered that there was no flying broomstick in the world of mages. Generally, besides teleportation arrays, there are also magic airships, but the cost is quite high. Cole exchanged a copy of the core kinetic energy technology of the magic airship. 

After careful study, Cole discovered that the magic airship was much faster than a flying broomstick and even had inter-dimensional technology, but he couldn't use it now. Dare not use it at will; if this world is discovered by a mage, it could be destroyed. From Meira's mouth, Cole understood that the world of mages is one of ruthless plunder. Low-level creatures have no dignity and, without value, serve as fertilizer in the potion field. However, Cole's analysis showed that the kinetic energy technology could still be applied to flying broomsticks.

After exchanging a set of materials, Cole began to make the core of the broomstick. Blue light flashed, and an exquisite broom appeared in Cole's hand. The blue handle and magic gold thread made it a work of art. Riding on the broomstick he made himself, Cole flew in the sky above Black Manor, performing various turns and upside-down movements. Cole's tests helped him understand the broom's performance. 

Utilizing a new kinetic energy core, the broomstick's speed reached two hundred miles per hour. No company has achieved this so far. The fastest current series can only achieve 120 miles per hour, and the steering function is inferior to Cole's design. The broomstick is incredibly sensitive, thanks to the magic circle, allowing control of steering even at high speeds. 

Back in the room, Cole called Wright over and instructed him to build a broomstick factory. With core kinetic energy, broomsticks could be manufactured like on an assembly line. Cole ordered that the speed of the broom be graded first and not to release the two-hundred-mile speed yet. To make money, you need to captivate people's hearts. Launching the best product immediately would mean wizards won't appreciate them in the future. A reduced version is enough to excite these wizards for a while.

After finishing today's work and leaving the rest to his team, Cole lay leisurely on the sofa, thinking about Draco. Now that it has started, he believed Harry Potter has already been introduced to the wizarding world. With Dumbledore there, Harry will go to school no matter what happens with the Dursleys.

Cole didn't want to get involved, but Dumbledore was very cautious. Cole only remembered roughly what happened when Harry entered Hogwarts. Anyway, senior Tom would cause trouble and would be resurrected in the end. However, Senior Tom's resurrection does not pose a threat to Cole. Cole should think carefully about how to use Senior Tom's return to benefit the Black family.

Cole reflected on it, thinking, "I don't think the senior will be angry. After all, I am still a junior, and the senior should be able to understand me. If you don't understand, just send Senior Tom back. Why are you still fussing with someone who is gone?"

While Cole was thinking wildly, suddenly there was a bang outside the window. Cole's eyes drifted past, and he saw a stupid owl shaking its head and struggling. "Whose owl is so stupid? From the Lucius family? That's not right either," he thought. Lucius always sent house elves to Cole. As for other people, Cole never expected anyone to write to him.

After standing up and opening the window, Cole noticed a thick letter tied to the owl's feet. He took it off and threw the owl out. The owl was circling, but Cole could see the dissatisfaction in its eyes. He took out his wand and pointed it at it, and the owl flew away in fright. Cole laughed, imagining that if the owl could talk, it would probably curse him for being so miserly.

Of course, Cole didn't know what the owl was thinking; he just thought it was funny. Opening the letter, Cole saw the Hogwarts school logo. "A letter from Dumbledore? What can be said? Harry is Sirius's godson, not mine, not to mention that I have already distanced myself from Sirius," he pondered, feeling doubtful. Cole opened the letter:

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Principal: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Wizards, First Class Sir Merlin...) Dear Mr. Martin Black: We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached is a list of required books and equipment. The school is scheduled to be at... and we look forward to your reply. Vice-Principal: Minerva McGonagall."

Cole opened the remaining four letters in confusion. They had the same content, but the names were different. Jerome, Ben, Darlene, Alice, and Martin, all five of his children, received notices from Hogwarts. How is this possible? Is it a mistake? Martin and the others are only ten years old. Isn't the entry age for Hogwarts eleven?

The question in Cole's mind was not answered. What he didn't know was that in the Hogwarts principal's office, the Sorting Hat was talking. "Old Sheeppi, those kids are not even of age yet. Why did you send the notice? Dumbledore doesn't even know you did this. If he gets angry and burns you, that would be fun, hahahaha," the Sorting Hat laughed.

The sheepskin scroll next to it couldn't speak; it just spread itself out, and a few words appeared on it. "Their magic power far exceeds that of their peers and has exceeded the limit set. The master has said that such gifted students can be admitted exceptionally." The parchment scroll's words angered the Sorting Hat.

"You old sheepskin, that disgusting guy Salazar has been dead a long time ago, and you still call him master, Merlin's foot skin, it's really disgusting," the Sorting Hat retorted angrily.

"Godric is also disgusting," a few words appeared on the parchment scroll, which completely angered the Sorting Hat. A burst of curses sounded in the principal's office.