"Okay, I'm starting to believe that the Hyperion is really custom-made for you..."

After Hermione listened to Ellina's detailed introduction of the Hyperion's internal transportation, she said, "The internal movement all relies on—magical positioning plus short-range automatic movement. This is simply too extravagant. Hogwarts is like the backward Middle Ages compared to this."

"Actually, you could learn to be a bit more subtle—"

Ellina's ahoge twitched as she glared at Hermione, annoyed.

Even though the "Calculating Machine's" reasoning was correct, Ellina still felt that her dignity as a Demon King had been offended.

Unlike the original history, the Hyperion underwent large-scale magical modifications during the final assembly phase.

Apart from stratospheric optical stealth, untraceable movement, anti-gravity levitation, space warping... this series of strategic-level magical abilities, the most satisfying modification for Ellina was undoubtedly the semi-automatic navigation and spatial locking function for the interior of the ship.

The Hyperion's hull had extremely complex multiple spatial restriction fields permanently affixed.

In simple terms, it could be seen as a composite field lock of Hogwarts, Azkaban, and the Ministry of Magic.

After several top wizards worked together to improve it, even Dumbledore could not enter the Hyperion through Apparition. As for loopholes in house-elf magic, goblin magic, magical creature spatial talents, and Portkeys, they were also fixed—during the normal operation of the Hyperion, the only teleportation boarding method besides physical boarding was the encrypted Floo Network teleportation point near the reactor.

Because of this, the internal space of the Hyperion was also subjected to layers of magical restrictions, forming a complex honeycomb-like structure.

Personnel with different authority levels could go to different areas. Under the dual lock of magic and science, the Hyperion was almost a strengthened version of Hogwarts Castle in the sky, with unparalleled safety and multi-functionality, the pinnacle of human civilization today.

In this case, most of the intra-ship movement was completed by the "Navigation Pod," making it impossible to get lost.

"Alright, I haven't finished explaining yet, no interrupting—"

Ellina reached out and ruffled Hermione's already bushy hair even more, continuing to speak.

"The Hyperion uses spatial partitioning between different areas. From a macro perspective, it is still a continuous spatial whole, but there are magical force fields interwoven between the various areas, which means that randomly walking around the ship can easily trigger an alert. If you plan to visit somewhere, don't confidently follow any ship structure diagrams, I don't want any of you to unfortunately suffer from claustrophobia..."

"Eh? Claustrophobia? What does that have to do with visiting the Hyperion—"

Hannah raised her hand, asking curiously.

"Well, this involves the Hyperion's unique security mechanism—I call this Amber."

Ellina raised a finger, looking around at the little wings, explaining with utmost seriousness.

"If unauthorized intrusion is detected, the ship will automatically form an independent spatial wall, which you can think of as a small bubble. Since the Hyperion prohibits most spatial displacement methods, once trapped in such a small space, it is almost impossible to break free from the inside."

"Then just walk to the edge and try to break the barrier!"

Hannah replied quickly without thinking, clenching her fist and waving it triumphantly.

Since becoming a Hogwarts prefect, she has gained a lot of practical experience in brute-force solutions.

"Good idea, but there's a small problem."

Ellina nodded approvingly, adding softly with a smile.

"If this space is created with you as the origin, then how should you walk to the edge? You should have also learned about the concept of relative motion in Professor Flitwick's class. This security system is completely activated, and the inside of the Amber is relatively stationary. As for common escape methods, they involve spatial magic, but the Hyperion happens to be a completely stable closed spatial loop..."

"Chain trap mechanism—" Hermione said softly, "Simple, but effectively maximizes the use of the anti-Apparition field."

"Yes, completely correct," Ellina said, "but there's still a small trick to bypass this—"

Before she could finish speaking, the hatch in front of them suddenly made a mechanical pump sound.

The originally closed metal hatch reopened, but the scene outside was not the previously compact and solemn bridge, but a wide, metal space that looked like a giant underground warehouse, with white lights all over the surrounding walls.

They did not appear at the bottom, but in the middle of the "underground warehouse," looking like a row of corridors across the wall.

"Oh, we're here, come this way."

Ellina looked back at the little wings behind her, beckoning them to walk out, introducing them with great familiarity.

"This is Hyperion's Hangar One, also the largest one, directly above is the deck of the Hyperion."

"If defined according to the non-magical world's definition of an aircraft carrier, the carrier-based aircraft stored here are equivalent to ninety percent of an aircraft carrier's combat power. But unfortunately, the Hyperion does not have, nor does it intend to purchase, so many traditional carrier-based aircraft."

Ellina leaned on the iron railing above the hangar, looking around the empty hangar, and continued.

"The magical world does not have so many mature pilots. On the other hand, wizards have different understandings of flying and the sky. As the Hyperion, which belongs to Hogwarts, or the magical side, it is not suitable to continue using the old idea of deploying carrier-based aircraft..."

"So, that's why there's a pile of... well, flying brooms down there?"

Hermione looked past Ellina at the scene in the "hangar" below, asking with a strange expression.

Unlike the scene Hermione had imagined in her mind.

At first glance, Hyperion's Hangar One was more like a messy flying broom processing site than a hangar. Dozens of blue-clad workers were busy discussing below, and in the center of the crowd was a pile of shiny silver flying brooms.

Turning a fighter jet parking lot into a large broom shed was too magical.

Even though she wasn't exactly a supporter of modern science, the contrast and replacement method was too bizarre for both the science and magic sides, especially since they had just been shocked by the Hyperion's internal defense system.

"Flying brooms? That's just a formal or generic name."

The little ahoge on Ellina's head swayed proudly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Just like the Hyperion, it is theoretically a variant of a cruiser, and can be classified as a large ship. In the magical world, wizards can cast flying charms on brooms to make them flying tools, but at the same time, there can also be magic carpets and flying swords."

"But what you said is not wrong, Hermione. In terms of normal standby status, they are indeed flying broom mimics."

As Ellina said, she motioned for Hermione and others to follow her down the stairs towards the hangar below.

"After all, whether it's Dumbledore or the Ministry of Magic, developing new flying brooms—this reason is obviously no problem. As for the specific performance and differences in flight mode, that's just a change to keep up with the times... Anyway, everything is compliant and reasonable."

"Standby... status? Mimic?"

Hermione subconsciously turned to look at Luna, and unsurprisingly received the same confused look.

Whether it's inspiration or analysis, it all has to be based on some basic information, and since they boarded the Hyperion, their worldviews have been rapidly collapsing, rebuilding, collapsing, and rebuilding again, with no time to digest and sort out their thoughts.

In this situation, Hannah Abbott had become the most normal and calm of the three.

Anyway, her brain wasn't as good as her other best friends. She could just understand it the way the white-haired dumpling said.

If Ellina was discovered to be lying, Hermione and Luna would naturally summon her to join them in attacking Ellina. If Hermione and Luna hadn't found a suitable starting point for an attack, then she had no reason to worry about anything—she was just too lazy to think, not really stupid.

"Let's go, let's go down and take a closer look—"

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A few minutes later, they arrived at the center of the hangar from the observation deck.

The closer they got, the more confused Hermione and the others became.

The first were the busy, passing workers.

They were not all traditional flying broom craftsmen.

Besides a small number of wizards holding wands, there were also some goblins, and at least sixty percent of the people were from the non-magical world.

This was not difficult to distinguish, after all, it was rare for a wizard to issue a request like "Cast spell number 013" to another wizard.

In Hermione's memory, there was only one place similar to this rigorous and magical scene—the Hogwarts off-campus research institute.

But on the other hand, whether it was the flying broom parts on the surrounding tables, or the design drawings floating in the air, all confirmed that this was a research and development center for a new type of flying broom. She even saw at least ten or more types of broom dismantling debris.

However, compared to the "adults" who were immersed in their respective work, what was even stranger was their workbench.

It wasn't until they got closer that Hermione, Luna, and Hannah could see what the previous messy reflections were.

Various metal structures were piled up randomly and scattered around the venue.

Some of them looked like giant fans, and some were metal creations like enlarged motorcycle exhaust pipes...

Of course, more were things that couldn't be seen to have any use at all, connected to dense wires, flickering lights from time to time, and making strange mechanical noises. In short, the entire venue looked like a combination of an auto repair shop and a broom shed.

And as they gradually approached the center, something even more shocking appeared before them.

"Oh my god, those aren't really metal brooms, are they..."

Hannah swallowed, looking at the silver brooms they had seen from above with a shocked expression.

Unlike the silver paint she had imagined, judging from the metallic luster, as well as the distinct edges and corners and hard texture, the flying brooms placed in the center of the hangar were not the common wooden flying brooms, but steel flying brooms that had never appeared before.

The most important thing was...

These "flying brooms" were a bit too big, weren't they?

They were at least four times the size of common flying brooms, as if someone had cast an engorgement charm on them.

"Now, please allow me to have the honor of introducing these children to you..."

Ellina gently swept her gaze over the "flying brooms," speaking softly with unparalleled pride and excitement.

"The apex predator in the future sky—flying broom, Valkyrja i (valkyrjai)."

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Yay!