Shetland Islands are located more than two hundred kilometers north of Scotland.

As the northernmost part of British territory, it is almost close to the legendary no-man's land.

Although the Shetland Islands consist of more than one hundred islands, less than twenty of them are inhabited.

Undoubtedly, this is the most ideal back garden and temporary base for Hogwarts, which is located in the Scottish Highlands - compared to those lands gradually being developed by the non-magical world, at least in the last hundred years, the Shetland Islands have been undisturbed pure lands.

"Just like the way Azkaban is hidden, we used magic to directly mark four uninhabited islands."

On the bridge of the Hyperion, Elena looked at the coastline approaching on the screen projection and introduced it to Hermione and others beside her.

"They serve as a temporary maintenance base for the Hyperion, a research and development base for the Valkyria series of magical mechas, a management place for the Foundation to contain high-risk items... and a location reserved for a certain important project in the future."

"Of course, due to time constraints, we will mainly visit and conduct activities near the first two islands this time."

Not far behind her, Hannah curiously leaned on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge, looking at the temporary base in front of her.

The huge island seemed to come alive, making a roaring noise and trembling to separate to the left and right.

The sea water rushed through the open cracks, and the Hyperion, which had already adjusted its angle, rode in the waves and entered the docking area of the temporary base extremely smoothly. The magical force field swept across the waves and condensed into an invisible giant net to filter out those guests who were not on the list.

The seawater that failed to enter the island's channel hit the force field, forming huge whirlpools.

At the same time, a wisp of wind gradually began to blow.

In an instant, it turned into waterspouts.

"Wow, so many fish—"

Hannah looked to the left and right with shining eyes.

This was not like the sporadic leaping big blue fish in the Black Lake of Hogwarts.

As the Hyperion slowly sailed into the belly of the island, all the marine life wrapped by the ocean currents piled up outside the "port".

Tens of thousands of fish hovered outside under the **** of magic, and more and more of them formed a fish bed like a tornado. On the towers on both sides of the port, dozens of wizards walked to the edge, waving their wands to guide the "waterspouts" to fly higher and higher.

"I said, the Hyperion is a large flat-top fishing vessel."

Elena glanced at the girls beside her and looked up at the water flow rolling high at the stern of the ship.

"This kind of harvest scene is really something you can never get tired of watching in your life - you believe me now, right?"

As the world's most abundant waters for seafood, the wars surrounding this water area have never stopped.

The Hyperion uses submarine and mimicry magic. When it cruises in the ocean, there is a certain probability that it will form small ocean currents, wrapping nearby marine life into its channel. When it enters the bay and docks... that is a new harvest season.

"But, with so many fish, why do they rarely appear on the school table?"

Hermione looked at the waterspout that was getting farther and farther away, and keenly grasped the flaw in Elena's words just now.

"Because it's not tasty—"

Elena shrugged and answered very naturally.

"Compared with sea fish, freshwater fish are more suitable for students in the developmental stage. Moreover, whether it is dairy products or meat products, these Hogwarts kitchen supply logic for nutritional balance obviously rarely use fish caught in the far sea."

"As for the final destination of those seafood..."

Elena raised her finger, playfully stroked Hermione's chin, and landed on the emblem on her left chest.

"As the Hyperion's captain's assistant and a future senior member of the O5 Council, you should learn to find the answer yourself. Is that right? Dear A-level Commander, Miss Hermione Granger - you are no longer a second-year student at Hogwarts now."

Pa!

"Please pay attention to your image, Captain Kaslana."

Hermione slapped away Elena's paw that was approaching, and said angrily.

At Elena's suggestion, they had just taken off their heavy wizard robes in the captain's room and put on the Hyperion's uniform.

Different from the loose and cumbersome robes of Hogwarts, the Hyperion uses tight-fitting jackets similar to those in science fiction movies, with gold, red and white as the main colors. Considering the possibility of driving Valkyria, the lower part is a close-fitting combat uniform.

Of course, the innermost custom combat uniforms are only limited to Elena and the other three, not all members of the ship.

Valkyria is too advanced for this era, even without the assistance of powerful artificial intelligence, it is enough to influence most battlefields.

What's more, there is a possibility of replacing "Jarvis" in the magic world. If it weren't for the issue of loyalty, Elena had even thought about tearing Tom Riddle's diary into pages and using it as an external intelligence for the "Valkyrie" armor.

"One of the captain's jobs is to help everyone out of confusion—"

Elena said righteously, without any embarrassment for being interrupted for groping.

"I'm checking whether your uniform fits well, after all, this involves the subsequent Valkyria test, this is official business."

"Oh—"

Hermione raised her eyebrows and dragged out a long tone.

Under the threatening gaze of the little beaver, Elena reluctantly withdrew her claws behind Hermione.

In fact, Elena's reason just now was not completely random.

Different from Luna, Hannah, and herself, who can get real-time sizes directly from Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, Hermione, as the head coach, does not have additional Quidditch team uniform customization benefits. Her body size is still based on the data from the beginning of this year.

The core of the "Valkyrie" uniform provided by the Hyperion lies in the combat uniform made of special materials.

Hermione, who had just turned thirteen this year, was in her development period. Judging from the feedback from Elena's touch just now...

Sure enough, is it still a little tight?

Elena glanced at Hermione's tightened chest, feeling particularly complicated.

As time passed, the former flat-chested alliance finally experienced an irreversible rift.

Unsurprisingly, by the end of this semester at most, Hermione's set of clothes may not be able to zip up as smoothly as it does now.

"Eh hey, Captain, when can we try your... exclusive armor?"

Just as Elena was feeling melancholy, Hannah ran over from the window at some point and asked expectantly.

"I mean, I should meet the requirements now, right?"

Hannah usually seems a bit silly, but she is not stupid.

If the original plot is followed, she will become the future female prefect of Hufflepuff College. In Hufflepuff College, this is the best certification of potential. After all, whether from the perspective of competition or fairness, the gold content of this position is second only to the president of the female student union.

When Valkyria was displayed in Hangar One just now, Elena had already explained the requirements for the "Valkyrie" armor in detail.

1. Excellent flying talent.

2. Strong physical fitness.

3. Activation key.

It should be known that Hannah is neither a Chocobo nor a physically weak Good Luck Charm.

As the Hogwarts' recognized second ace pilot, Hannah naturally has no problem with the first two points.

As for the seemingly most troublesome "Valkyrie" armor activation permission, after she got the "Wand No. 0" from Elena and successfully completed several spells, there was naturally no suspense - that was the highest authority of the Hyperion, equivalent to Elena.

"Hmm? If it's you, Hannah, it's not impossible."

Elena nodded and pointed to the docking point on the bridge command panel.

"In fact, this is also the reason why we came here. The Hyperion's rest stop is not only for the repair of the ship. This is the only entrance to the other islands. If you want to go to the Valkyria research and development base, you must pass through here."

In the interval between the two people's conversation, the Hyperion gradually stopped, and the docking point began to open.

Unknowingly, the real-time model on the Hyperion's bridge gradually extended.

In addition to the hull of the Hyperion, layers of translucent building modules flashed out and surrounded it.

"If you can pass some basic 'Valkyrie Qualification Assessment', maybe I can let you try flying once before returning to school."

"Valkyrie Qualification Assessment? Is there an exam!!"

Hannah blinked her eyes in confusion, looking a little panicked, and asked cautiously.

"...There's no written test, right?"

"Don't worry, it's almost all actual combat—"

Elena smiled slightly and glanced meaningfully at Hannah's tense heart.

"But as an A-level commander initially rated, the test you face may not be so easy..."

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