Chapter 393: Department of Mysteries

The volume and weight of primordial substance are usually not large. To make a Philosopher's Stone as big as Flamel's, only a dozen grams of primordial substance is enough.

And such a large Philosopher's Stone, after careful adjustment, can supply more than ten magic metal factories.

If tens of thousands of tons of primordial substance can really be mined back from the moon, at least for a hundred years, there is no need to worry too much about the lack of magic power.

"Work hard, strive to land on the moon within a year," Murphy encouraged.

With the support of magic, there is no need for a rocket as huge as the Saturn V to land on the moon. With a slight modification of the existing rocket model, it is enough to send people to the lunar orbit. Landing on the moon within a year is not a particularly exaggerated task.

But even so, in the best predicted state, it will take more than a year to use the magic power of the primordial substance produced on the moon.

And whether those primordial substances can be used directly is still unknown.

Murphy didn't intend to put all his eggs in one basket. After arranging the moon landing plan, he returned to the British Ministry of Magic under London.

In order not to disturb others, Murphy visited through the fireplace and appeared in the lobby on the first floor.

He hadn't been to the Ministry of Magic for a long time, and many of the layouts here looked different from the past.

Originally, the fountain in the lobby on the first floor was the Fountain of Magical Brethren, with a wizard holding a wand in an exaggerated posture, surrounded by a witch, a centaur, a goblin, and a house-elf.

But now the center of the fountain has been replaced by a huge single-person sculpture. It is a wizard who is fully ten meters tall. His appearance looks 50% similar to Murphy. One of his hands holds a wand, holding it flat forward, the tip of the wand emits bright light, and the other hand holds a sphere like a globe.

The water is spraying from the center of the sphere.

The name of the sculpture is written on the base: "Radiant Guidance."

Murphy frowned at the sculpture, feeling like he was being flattered.

The sculpture, which looked somewhat majestic, sprayed water, which simply reminded him of the "Flower, Bird, Wind, Moon" performance of a certain stupid goddess in a previous animation.

Sure enough, before his thought fell, he saw a spray of water spraying from the top of the wizard sculpture.

Very good, this statue designer will go to Siberia to dig coal from now on.

He went straight to the ninth floor underground, the Department of Mysteries.

This place has also changed a lot. Walking out of the elevator, in front of him is an extremely spacious hall. The two sides of the hall are connected to another six huge halls. In those spacious halls, numerous complex equipment are placed, and there are hundreds of researchers in white coats walking around.

Some of them are wizards holding wands, while others are simply Muggles.

At the end of the hall is a small black door, which is tightly closed at this moment.

Murphy came to a hall on the right, scanned the crowd, and found a young researcher with brown curly hair.

"Are you Jim Best? That article 'Some Research on Primitive Magic' was written by you, right?"

Best was thin and tall, to the point of looking somewhat malnourished. His curly hair hung in front of his eyes, and his eyes looked somewhat dull.

After a while, he seemed to react that Murphy was talking to him. "Oh, that article is a piece of shit, please flush it down the sewer."

Murphy was speechless for a while. "I actually think it's quite inspiring."

"Then you must be an idiot, sir, or know nothing about magic," Best said. "That thing was written by me before, but now I have discovered three errors in it. Unfortunately, the guy in the collection room told me that the paper has passed the review and been uploaded to the shared cloud. Shit! Now you can all come to see my joke!"

"..."

Has this guy always been so annoying? But Murphy didn't get angry, but asked, "What errors did you find?"

"One of the most important ones, about the source of primitive magic. I initially thought these primitive magic were very pure, so I felt they were like the 'basic elements' mentioned in those magic theories, originating from nature. But later I found out, bullshit! Whether it is prophecy or love, or death, etc., they are all full of human factors."

"The reason they look pure is because those mental bands are too broad and have been superimposed countless times, becoming a complete white noise. It is not empty; on the contrary, it is filled."

"These 'primitive magic' are not primitive at all, nor are they native. They are man-made, born because of people, and soaked in human traces."

"You mean, the magic energy here is generated acquiredly, not innate?"

"That's right!" Best nodded heavily. "So the basic assumption of that article is all wrong, and the rest is naturally bullshit."

"Then, what about the speculation that primitive magic can be used as magic energy?" Murphy asked.

Best thought for a while. "This is not affected. Are you from the R&D department?"

"Sort of. How much power do these primitive magic have as energy? You didn't write it in detail in your paper. Have you done any calculations?"

"Just made some estimates," Best said. "There are twelve rooms here in total, and each room has a unique magic or phenomenon. I realized early on that this is a magic ritual, but I don't know the specific function."

"However, these magic energies are not generated out of thin air, but are guided from certain places."

"I have analyzed the circulation of magic power and found that the circulation volume of magic power here is very large, unimaginably large. Every second, at least 390,000 Harbors of magic power flow into here from unknown sources, and a large part of them will flow away along other invisible directions, but every second, there are still thousands to tens of thousands of Harbors of magic power left."

"Part of it supports this ritual to keep running, and another part seems to have other uses."

"I haven't studied this piece carefully, but the Floo Network seems to have a relationship with here, as well as the Ministry of Magic's Trace system, the magic disaster perception system, etc., all have a relationship with here. I suspect that a part of the function of the Department of Mysteries is to serve as the energy and various business centers of the Ministry of Magic."

"If you want to use this energy as a stable magic source to open a factory?" Murphy asked.

"It should not be difficult. Just copy this ritual, and perhaps you can receive those magic powers. Come to think of it, it is a bit like a magic node, similar to a repeater or a router."

Magic node...

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Murphy's mind.

"Magic Net," he said.

"What?" Best didn't understand.

"Is it possible that this is a node of the Magic Net?"

In the initial research of the Magic Research Institute, it was speculated that there might be a "network" in the world that manages and controls various magic and spell effects. It is this network that completes the effects of various magic, making wizards not need to set the shape of every hair to turn a cup into a mouse, greatly improving the ease of use of magic and lowering the threshold of magic.

Murphy and the researchers always thought that the so-called "Magic Net" should be something like the "Spirit World," a law-like thing completely hidden on the dark side of the world.

But after hearing Best's description, Murphy had to think about a possibility.

Could the Magic Net not be as high-end as he originally imagined? It might actually be a very real thing?

For example, this Department of Mysteries in front of him?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 394 =====