An Original Force Class

The dinner party wouldn't end as quickly as Dumbledore had prayed.

Whether it's the modified wizard bloodline in the Rune Card World or the New Human in this world who have mostly had Force fibers transplanted, they can all be considered big eaters.

The reason why the main meal ended so quickly is simply because the dessert session is more indulgent and pleasurable.

For wizards and New Human whose magical energy resides in their brains, sugar, a substance that produces neurotransmitters such as dopamine, is undoubtedly essential for stimulating the brain.

So, under the expectant gazes of the Dumbledore brothers, the desserts on the table—all kinds of ice cream, pudding, cakes, donuts, fruits, and rice pudding—were just cleared out, and new desserts were promptly added to the plates, seemingly without end.

Durmstrang seemed to be an exception.

They don't have a dedicated dessert time. Although there are desserts, the students are more interested in large chunks of meat or even whole meat dishes cooked without cutting them into pieces.

As a result, they ate their fill earlier, and the principal stood up to end the meeting.

(Aberforth glanced at it sullenly. To him, ending things here early was pointless; ending things in Beauxbatons early was the best outcome, which only irritated him.)

(However, in reality, because French cuisine emphasizes small, delicate portions, and students' appetites remain constant, it's very likely that Beauxbatons will be the school where the dinner ends last.)

(Thinking of this, the beautiful serenade of the mountain fairy accompanying the meal, which came from the Phoebe screen, seemed to have lost its comforting effect.)

Just as Aberforth had predicted, while the students of Beauxbatons were still munching on their desserts, at Hogwarts, Castelobruxo had already announced the end of the dinner.

It wasn't until Harry and Cedric had finished showering and gone to bed that Phoebe followed the crowd to the common room.

("How beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed.)

(The corridors of Beauxbatons are like works of art, with exquisitely crafted floors, ceilings, and walls, and artistic sculptures lining both sides of the corridors.)

(However, the most eye-catching feature is the enormous, double-spiral staircase, which is full of design details.)

(Hermione had only seen something similar in a castle built in the 16th century for King Francis I of France, which was said to have been designed by Leonardo da Vinci, a friend of the king.)

Phoebe herself found it all too common, and only when she heard Ariana's praise did she manage a slight smile.

Entering the even more beautiful lounge,

He walked straight to the girls' dormitory.

(One Beauxbatons student complained, "I'm still not used to having an extra boys' dorm.")

(Another Beauxbatons student comforted her, "It's always been there, isn't it? It's just that Beauxbatons became a girls' school in modern times. Don't forget, Nick Flume also came from Beauxbatons.")

Close the door.

Go to bed and enter the Virtual Universe.

"An additional consciousness entity detected. Brainwave overlap originating from the same body, verification passed."

("Great." Dumbledore wasn't worried that Ariana would get hurt.)

On the barren Floating Island, Phoebe breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as Ariana appeared, he quickly hugged her.

"That's amazing! It's just like being in a mental space. Let me touch it again."

"Fu- Phoebe, don't touch here."

(Aberforth frowned; as Albus Dumbledore's brother, he immediately began to suspect Phoebe's sexuality.)

(But because he was Albus Dumbledore's brother, he also believed that if that were the case, Albus would surely have given Ariana his instructions.)

(And then his brow relaxed again.)

After Phoebe finished playing with her hands, she brought up the operation interface.

"I'll check out the food game first. This one's going to be a paid game."

Soon, a game called "Taste of Earth" with a rating of 9.7 caught her attention.

"We'll take you on a culinary journey through the world, from capital cities to rural villages. Wherever delicious food is, we'll present it to you."

"Wow, this is amazing, the Star Era!" Ron's envy was practically overflowing. "I could play this game forever!"

"50 Credit Points, no in-app purchases."

"Does 'in-app purchase' refer to those virtual items in Knight Glory that require real money to buy?"

"I bought it!"

Skipping the tedious steps of choosing a name and customizing the character's appearance, the two soon found themselves in a luxurious train.

It is currently swimming in the ocean.

Unlike Phoebe, who gazed curiously at the underwater scenery, Ariana looked at the books on the table, or rather, the menu—"A Culinary Selection from Ancient and Modern Trains."

She first looked at the top of the list—Old Altar Pickled Cabbage Noodles.

It also included some comments that she couldn't understand.

"Old-fashioned pickled cabbage, carefully selected."

"Ferment for a sufficient period of time".

"It's clean and hygienic."

"Cheers! Let's go!"

Xiaoxiang Chajiao Vegetable Industry is at your service!

"Authentic chicken flavor".

"It is truly authentic, an authentic..."

"It has to be black stockings, otherwise I won't eat it!"

"China on Toes"

"Fourteen steps, absolutely exquisite."

"Authentic and time-tested tobacco."

"."

(Ron, holding a sandwich ready to eat, went from happiness to confusion to hesitation to disgust to blankness; he didn't know whether he should take another bite.)

"There are too many jokes upstairs. First of all, this is a virtual game, and secondly, it's not based on Kang Shuaifu's jokes."

(Ron took a bite of the sandwich with a sense of relief.)

However, Ariana, sensing something was amiss, let it go; life doesn't require trying everything.

Finally, she chose a Hiroshima Prefecture train dish—eel rice.

Because she inexplicably sensed the scent of the sun in the picture, and there were two of them.

Phoebe, on the other hand, chose a Texas braised chicken.

"Dragon Country have Texas too? Waaaaah, it's so delicious."

However, what she was most satisfied with was the green tea that went with the braised chicken.

"Is it good?" Phoebe looked at Ariana, who was licking the rice off her spoon with satisfaction, but she frowned and said, "I don't taste the sun in the picture at all."

As she said this, she clicked the X on the several arrows floating in front of her:

Edo-Tokyo: The Scent of Eel

Reiwa Era, Kyoto: [Unagi-tei]

Showa Era, Osaka [Eel Treasure]

"I won't go to these restaurants anymore; I don't really like the texture of eel."

Phoebe looked at the arrows above her head:

20th-century Texas [Old Li's Restaurant] (Meat is tender and juicy)

2012 Texas Cui Ji Braised Chicken (Delicious taste)

1995 Texas [Yu Xiang Zhai] (Tender and juicy, with crispy bones that can be eaten)

She also marked it wrong. "It's amazing how recommended restaurants pop up above your head after you eat it, but I've had enough of the roast chicken for now."

(Seamus slapped the table. "This game isn't an advertisement, is it? It's promoting a restaurant.")

(A short, chubby Hufflepuff student disagreed, "Didn't you notice the year dates on it? 'Edo' and 'Showa' are Japanese era names. It records the peak flavor of each restaurant, and it shouldn't have anything to do with advertising.")

("Maybe all those shops are gone now.")

"Let me see," Phoebe said, glancing at the map. "The nearest red dot is in Positano Town, Italy. It's beautiful!"

Before she could even look at the shops it recommended, the view of the town projected in mid-air had already made her exclaim in admiration.

This small town faces the sea and is backed by mountains.

The coastline is winding and twisting, with small white houses rising up the cliffs from the sea, layer upon layer, all the way to the mountainside, or rather, these houses cascade down the mountainside like waterfalls into the embrace of the Mediterranean Sea.

After catching her breath, she looked at the recommended dishes: Italian egg crepes, cucumber and truffle pasta, anchovies, grilled octopus, stir-fried artichokes, and grilled squid with Neapolitan meat sauce macaroni.

(If Phoebe satisfied viewers who love food and scenery, then Harry's side is satisfying viewers who love Stormfront and the intensity of nature.)

Amidst lightning and thunder, Stormfront, towering ancient trees would occasionally be uprooted and swept into the sky, turning into dust.

Harry's body, which had undergone numerous modifications and was no longer thin, appeared incredibly frail as he sat on the steep cliff.

The wind, gravel, and icy rain kept lashing at him.

("Is Harry alright? Why did he choose this game? [Walking in Disaster], what a strange name." Ron forced himself to look away from Phoebe's screen and towards Harry, then asked with concern and confusion.)

(He was so focused on looking at the food that he missed so much.)

Neville looked at Harry, who seemed rooted to the ground and motionless, with a hint of awe, and said knowledgeably, "This is the best way to feel the power of nature. Many war magics are representations of nature's most violent aspects."

("That's what the game's description says too.")

Compared to Harry and Phoebe's side, Cedric and Krum's side was rather uninteresting.

The two of them are now even asleep.

And so, the second day arrived.

("What! Only one class a day! What about the rest of the time?! This is university!" Ron, who got up early to go to his A History of Magic class, looked at his overflowing textbooks and then at Harry's.)

(The delicious food in Phoebe, the winter scenery on the cliffs of Krum early in the morning, and Cedric's leisurely stroll into the rainforest had already made him feel somewhat unbalanced.)

(What they did wasn't really school, it was practically playing.)

(Hermione, who was leaning on Basil's arm, gets up. "It'll probably be like seventh year. There aren't many classes in seventh year either.")

("But they have a lot of homework, it's very difficult, and they need more time to study on their own and refer to books.")

Harry was also somewhat incredulous, but glancing at the time, he still rushed to the classroom.

I managed to get into the classroom just 10 minutes before the deadline.

"This"

The classroom was empty, without even desks or chairs.

A stone gate at the center shimmered with blue light.

Harry was a little confused, but the arrow on his retina guided him inside.

After a brief moment of darkness, he appeared at the end of the crowd.

Before us lies a primeval and ancient forest, where even the thinnest trees are as thick as an arm's length.

What surprised him was not the ancient nature of the forest, but the remarkable vitality emanating from the mist that filled the air, as if the power of the Heal Like New Curse had condensed into the mist. Harry suspected that even if he had cut himself before the Triwizard Tournament, his body would have healed instantly, just like his body now.

"Great, Harry."

A body crashed into him from behind.

Harry wasn't surprised; the scent of magic was familiar to him— 'Draco Malfoy'.

("What do you mean, 'That's great'? You're talking nonsense." Ron looked at the other person with disdain, showing no leniency despite the fact that the other person's surname was Weasley and that he was a descendant of Fred. Just seeing that face made him nervous.)

("Not bad, just as energetic as me/ Fred." Fred and George, along with the other Weasley family members, had different attitudes.)

(They were all very relieved that even in another world, Harry had a member of the Weasley family by his side.)

Draco said, "The only bad thing about college is that everyone has their own dorm room, and I almost overslept."

"Then I can turn you into an alarm clock." A cold voice came from ahead; it was Professor Minerva Lumbaton, "Mr. Malfoy."

"Since everyone is here, I won't waste time calling out names."

"I'm not someone who likes to drag things out."

"Those with eyes might discover that this forest is full of Life Force."

"It is very beneficial for you to master the Life Force."

"This is very rare even on Earth, a planet teeming with the Life Force."

"Materializing the Life Force is not an easy thing after all."

"Concretization?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"Mr. Potter, I can't believe I'm hearing such a stupid question from you." The female professor rolled her eyes. "It's common sense."

"That's true, after all, you only inherited the name, not the person."

"For the sake of the name, I'll explain it again: matter itself has no force; it is the wizard who gives it that force."

"The same applies to life force. Transforming it into the Force is simply to allow the New Human to better understand the essence of life, so that the process of using the Force to repair the body and make up for lost life force can become a natural instinct."

"The cumbersome application of the Force is no longer needed."

"This is the same principle as Dittany being just an ordinary herb in the hands of Muggle, but only wizards can imbue it with the Force and activate its unique Life Force that allows the body to heal."

"These Redwood were chosen and activated by me because their long lifespan makes their Life Force the most obvious and the easiest to perceive."

"Now, all of you, sit down one by one."

"Haven't I made myself clear enough?"

"Isn't the meditation course on the Force a first-grade elementary school subject?"

"I have already pointed out the source of Life Force, so why don't you activate your barren brains to transform the object of your meditation—yourself—into the red gauze tree in front of you?"

(Ron shuddered. "Neville, is your daughter really not Professor McGonagall and Snape's child? She's like a combination of both of them.")

To be honest, Harry felt the same way.

In particular, he had no idea what meditation was.

Meditation on oneself?

He does possess a spell card that is constantly self-operating and growing—[Image of Self]—which is currently operating steadily within the Force Furnace.

But he obediently followed the other students and sat down cross-legged under a Redwood.

After all, he didn't want to hear any more sarcastic remarks from Minerva Lumbaton.

To be honest, it really gave him the feeling of taking a Green Magic Fairy's class.

The only difference is that the Glass Tree has been replaced with Redwood, and there's no Merlin's Circle for assistance.