This Hogwarts isn't normal.

No matter how powerful a wizard is, such as Dumbledore, he cannot withstand the firepower of conventional Muggle weapons.

But any qualified wizard can perform Apparition at any time and anywhere, and Muggle weapons can hardly hit them directly no matter how large their coverage is.

The only thing that can limit them is the anti-Apparition spell.

After all, only a very small number of wizards have house elves or phoenixes. Without the means of movement, they can only choose to resist.

Vincent sat on the floor in the room, looking back and forth at the latest military weapons placed around.

Grenade launchers, portable missile launchers, individual artillery, high-explosive grenades, anti-material rifles, flamethrowers, anti-aircraft machine guns...

It is not difficult to reproduce them one by one, but it is difficult to integrate them together and quickly switch to different forms according to the situation.

Vincent's eyes suddenly lit up and he turned to look at the mithril suitcase on the bedside table.

The appearance is very deceptive, and it doesn't look like a powerful weapon.

He reached out and grabbed the notebook that flew over, and drew a series of simple drafts.

Each fixed form is a slight change based on the briefcase, and different caliber muzzles correspond to different ammunition.

This is a good idea, and different weapons can be switched anytime and anywhere.

But Vincent suddenly tore off the draft and crumpled it into a ball, as if he was very dissatisfied with the design just now.

His magic power has long been strong enough to shape the mithril at will, and there is no need for a rigid fixed form like a gun blade.

You can create any weapon you want, and such a design can be called arbitrary.

Vincent reached out again and caught the briefcase that flew over steadily.

Nico had already taken out all the mithril in the vault of Gringotts in the UK, leaving only some alchemical props and precious artworks.

He took out a metal cube that was slightly larger than the box from the briefcase.

It contained unprocessed flowing mithril, and there were a total of 30 metal cubes like this.

With the help of the double snake staff, they were quickly shaped into a portable briefcase that was a circle larger than the briefcase.

The silver luster of the mithril gradually dimmed, and finally only the restrained gunmetal color remained.

The entire surface of the briefcase looked particularly solid and heavy, and a magic rune was engraved in the middle, "?".

Vincent picked it up and imagined the appearance and structure of the gun blade in his mind.

When the powerful mana penetrated into the briefcase, it returned to the flowing mithril state and quickly turned into a gun blade.

The whole process was very fast, probably similar to chanting a spell.

"It's still too slow..." Vincent restored the briefcase and sat on the floor holding it.

Even though mithril is the most magic-friendly metal, he is still not satisfied with the speed of forcibly shaping it with mana.

If it is as fast as the spells cast by ordinary wizards, it is better to fix multiple forms directly.

Unless his mana is even stronger, so strong that he can complete the shaping of mithril in an instant.

But this is too difficult and it is impossible to do it in a short time.

Or create an alchemical tool that can perform Legilimency, and speed up the shaping of mithril by reading thoughts?

No, he is a natural master of brain occlumency, and even the Sorting Hat cannot read his thoughts.

Is it necessary to compromise?

No, there must be another way.

Vincent's eyes swept over the series of weapons placed around.

The internal structure of firearms is often the most complicated, and the gun blades can be said to be simple compared to them.

"If several different internal structures are fixed in advance..."

He picked up the double snake staff and pointed at the grenade launcher in front of him.

After the internal structure was completely disassembled, it was perfectly reproduced in the briefcase.

You only need to use mana to shape the appearance of mithril, and the grenade launcher was indeed transformed in an instant.

And there is no limit on the number of gun barrels, you can transform as many as you want.

Vincent's double snake staff pointed at the weapons in front of him one by one, replicating their internal structures one by one into the briefcase.

Submachine guns with flamethrowers, Gatling guns that fire high-explosive grenades, and three-barreled missile launchers...

He created countless weapons that broke through imagination, perfectly demonstrating what it means to do whatever one wants.

He raised his briefcase with excitement.

No longer need to consider complex internal structures, all the user needs is enough imagination.

If there is a disadvantage, it is that the internal structure of a large number of weapons must be replicated.

If you want to add magic effects, you have to carve a set of magic circuits separately.

Such a workload makes people's scalp numb just thinking about it.

But Vincent is not in a hurry, he can improve it bit by bit.

With the first gadget that can protect himself, he finally feels more at ease.

He gently waved the double snake staff and assembled the completely disassembled weapons on the floor back to their original state.

Eric downstairs was flipping through magazines idly, and was stunned when he saw his son carrying a large box downstairs.

"Are you done?"

"Yeah, it's not that difficult."

Eric was silent for a moment, "The second batch will arrive tomorrow morning, I will arrange those big guys as soon as possible."

Vincent nodded, went back to the room and took down the briefcase.

"Dad, this is the result of my morning work."

"Really..." Eric took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

It looks ordinary, only the magic rune in the middle is a little special.

It's a little light in weight, but it looks pretty strong, so it's probably better than bricks.

"What can this thing become?"

Vincent caught the briefcase and opened it. It was filled with small rockets.

Eric's eyes widened and he swallowed subconsciously.

"There's more than one kind."

The powerful mana instantly transformed the briefcase into an extremely exaggerated-looking anti-material rifle, and soon it turned into an individual artillery with a caliber larger than a football.

Eric was dumbfounded by the weapons that exceeded his imagination.

This is not for self-defense. It can obviously be used to fight a small-scale war.

If those big guys also copied it...

Eric trembled, "Now I'm starting to worry about those wizards who dare to have bad intentions against you."

Vincent restored the briefcase and said, "Dad, I'm not a war madman. I won't open it easily."

Eric laughed a few times, "The most terrifying thing about this box is not the improvement in the firepower of individual soldiers, but that it can perfectly reproduce any weapon. It not only provides a rich variety of choices, but can even create brand new weapons through different combinations." weapons."

The more complex the battlefield, the greater its advantages.

In Eric's opinion, an elite team equipped with it is enough to sweep the magic world.

Vincent very much agreed with his view, "It's a pity that the threshold for its use is too high, otherwise it would be possible to arm a large number of combat forces casually."

Eric rolled his eyes, "How many more do you want to make? This thing is simply Pandora's box. If your idiot minister finds out, he will definitely immediately list you as the number one dangerous person."

A multi-purpose weapon that combines magic and technology and is created through alchemy.

Not to mention the British Ministry of Magic, even the International Federation of Wizards would probably be scared.

Vincent looked down at the briefcase he was holding with deep understanding, "It does have the potential to become Pandora's Box."

One day, this briefcase named Pandora will become a real and ultimate weapon.

Once it is turned on, disaster will come.

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