Chapter 53: A Chance Encounter with an Unknown Chamber
The more people add fuel to the fire, the higher the flames rise. By the time snow had covered Hogwarts, the player mannequins could already fly around the pitch in circles.
But that still wasn't enough. Aside from spinning in circles, they couldn't do anything on their own. The control delay was too high when players operated them, and the Golden Snitch could only fly along a fixed track. It still wasn't playable.
The next step was the most difficult: giving the mannequins a certain degree of artificial intelligence, so that one player could play by themselves instead of dealing with the current artificial stupidity.
This required Wood's tactics team to collect and organize all kinds of tactical information, which Percy's Charms team would then input.
It was meticulous work that required repeated testing and couldn't be finished in a short time, so Eleanor paid part of their wages and let everyone continue after the Christmas holiday.
During that time, several Quidditch teams sent people to visit. They all gave it high praise, along with plenty of useful opinions and suggestions.
Charles also had a little more free time. Every evening, he followed Filch around the castle, cleaning.
"Here." Filch pointed at a corridor. "You can go back once you've cleaned it."
Charles took out his wand and brightened the corridor. At the same time, he complained, "Next time you let me catch Peeves, I'm going to twist his head off!"
Hogwarts had a Painting Association. Some students were learning to make GIF paintings, and Peeves had stolen their paints, turning the originally clean corridor into a work of postmodern art.
Filch said expressionlessly, "If you can twist his head off, you can start by helping Nearly Headless Nick."
Charles hadn't