Murphy, whose worldview has been solidified by materialism, arrives in the materialistic world of magic and, unable to adapt to the world, decides to change it. And in order to travel to the end of magic, he must pool his resources, pull together talent, build an organization, fiddle with human nature, and become the mastermind behind it all. Murphy: "Technology for wizards, magic for muggles. All for the greatest good!" Aurora: "Nice words, abusing the three unforgivable spells, nibbling on big melons everywhere, violating the secrecy law, infiltrating the Ministry of Magic, and controlling the Ancient Spirit Pavilion, and you're still saying that you're not a black wizard?" Pit avoidance guide: 1, the beginning of the bitter fight workers, grumpy and irritable. 2, the early part of the screwing money, big capitalist. 3, Hogwarts school part, the fourth volume only began. Pit guide: 1, technology wizard, a lot of theory to complete. 2, self-research a variety of ways to reach the gods, currently the main route of transformation. 3, huge brain hole, behind the scenes. 4, do not want to see how Tom step by step to become the savior? ----------------------- It's 1 chapter per day at 1 p.m. (Arizona) in every novel I upload. 3 daily chapters in each novel on patreon! p@treon.com/INNIT ----------------------- DISCLAIMER The story belongs entirely to the original author.
"But the production of the animation..."
Murphy didn't say much, just threw out a thick notebook, "This contains the script, the general appearance of the animation, and key frame design drawings..."
The producers flipped through the notebook, which included the majority of the creative work for an animation, and felt as if a horde of wild horses had trampled over their minds, their heads buzzing.
Something was off!
The quality of this script, these character designs, this composition! Isn't this Disney?!
There are only a few companies in the world capable of producing feature-length animated films, and everyone knows each other.
Could it be that this new boss had poached a giant from Disney?
But where is he? With such a giant leading the team, what's the point of their efforts? Just follow behind and cheer, right?
"How many artists do we have in our company?" After everyone had flipped through it, Murphy asked.
In the '90s, computer animation technology was not yet widespread, and animation still relied mainly on hand drawing. The number of artists directly determined the speed of a film's production.
"Artists... oh, artists, about fifty." The original CEO of Pictet Company finally recovered from his confusion, "If we include the subcontractors we often cooperate with, there are about two hundred artists in total."
"Hire another hundred, then only draw key frames. I want all key frames to be completed within a month. At the same time, compose the music, also within a month, it must be grand, epic, with African elements..."
In fact, the entire animation existed in Murphy's mind. Through some magical tricks, it was easy to reproduce all the images and music from his mind.
But firstly, it would be quite a strain on him, and secondly, it would be hard to explain.
Creating a setting collection and a script is one thing, but directly producing an animated film is another.
The former is a creative work that might be completed by one person, but the latter is almost impossible with current animation technology. A feature-length animated film typically requires the cooperation of hundreds of people over a period of one to two years to complete.
If he directly presented a finished film, especially one of such high quality, it would certainly shock and amaze.
And the Lion King's distinct Disney style, if unchanged, might also raise suspicions from the original creators.
Moreover, he also had the idea of incubating this company. With a few high-quality animations copied by himself to open up the market, attract talent, and build a brand, he could make money on his side and then let it grow on its own, continuing to develop, right?
...
North Yorkshire.
In an invisible castle to Muggles.
In the smoking room, a large round table was surrounded by several high-backed chairs, with two or three wizards smoking pipes, and a few others idly spinning their wine glasses.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a very tall wizard entered the room, gesturing for the two standing wizards to sit down again. He also sat down on a high-backed chair.
"Gentlemen!" Albert Roncorn's expression was very serious, "I just came back from Selwyn's place, poor old Selwyn, had to lock up Lasim. That boy was put under a very strong soul-binding curse and has completely become Murphy's puppet!"
Hearing this, a series of curses erupted in the room, but someone asked, "Does anyone know how he did it? Such a strong soul-binding curse, none of us here can do it, right?"
"I heard he got the diary of the mysterious man from Lucius. Maybe he learned this dark magic from there."
"Wasn't his diary a fake?"
"Lucius later admitted to me that he had a real diary, which was stolen by Murphy."
"That damned kid!" someone cursed viciously, "I heard he's setting up some sort of wizarding security store, hiring a lot of half-bloods and mongrels, what does he want to do?"
"What else could he do, just like what we did back in the day."
"With him?!"
"If he can put that soul-binding curse on everyone, he might well become the next Dark Lord."
The room fell silent for a moment, but Albert snorted and said, "So, we must deal with this trouble before he does it!"
"..."
Silence fell again, then another voice said, "Why do we have to oppose him? This kid is also one of our purebloods. Maybe we can pull him over?"
"Fool, when has he ever regarded us? The Malfoys and the Selwyns, one doesn't listen, either blows up their house or turns their son into a slave. Do you think he would be content to sit on an equal footing with us?"
Although Malfoy is just a pseudo-gentleman who likes to dabble in arts, and Selwyn is a pus-filled sack always dealing with magical creatures and smelling of manure.
But anyway, they are members of their pureblood circle, with a long history and ancient heritage. Being so easily trampled underfoot, they all felt a bit of shared sorrow.
"You're right, we must teach him a lesson before he becomes a threat!"
"But how? Even Auror can't do anything to him."
Everyone looked at Albert Roncorn again, "Albert, do you have any ideas?"
Albert lit a pipe, took a puff, and said, "Auror only acts by the book, can't lay a hand on him without evidence. Being so cumbersome, naturally, he can't do anything to him."
"We're not Aurors, we don't need to convict him." He exhaled a puff of smoke, "Isn't Greyback always trying to ingratiate himself?"
"Now's his chance, it's time for his wolf cubs to be put to use."
...
In May, Pictet Company completed most of the key frames for The Lion King in just one month and also finished composing the entire film's music, but needed some more time for recording and editing.
By this time, the rest was post-production and marketing, which no longer required Murphy's involvement. His focus shifted back to chip-related research.
Not long ago, through "Total Recall," he unearthed the deep memory of the ARM64 architecture assembly language course and vividly remembered the introduction to the ARM64 processor architecture and related instruction sets.
He provided this content to the now Umbrella-owned nascent ARM company, instructing them to base their instruction set and IP core circuit design on it.
Only after this step is completed can the actual processor IC design and mask and other chip engineering parts begin.
The 0.3-micron chip he intended to produce to knock out all high-end chip manufacturers had to use a completely new architecture and instruction set to monopolize the market with a price-performance ratio beyond the era, then build its own ecosystem from standards.
Therefore, a more capable instruction set than the current x86, with broader adaptability, was a must-do.
In the past half month, Murphy had been running between the chip research group and ARM company, not paying much attention to the wizarding world. Thus, it wasn't until a few days after the incident that he received news from an owl sent by Locke.
After receiving the message, he immediately went to the Supreme Potion Shop in Diagon Alley.
"The clerk was bitten by a werewolf? What happened?"
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