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After fulfilling his promise with Luna and taking her to see Charmander, Remy's life was back on track again.

During this period, Harry came to see Remy again, to ask him how to break the contract on the house elf.

Remy didn't understand this aspect, so he directly asked him to go to Principal Dumbledore or go to the library to look up information himself.

Remy didn't know exactly what Harry wanted to do, and he didn't care.

He is not Harry's nanny, so there is no need to care about everything and help him.

He was too busy with his own business, so he had no time to take care of Harry's trivial matters.

"A batch of magic talismans have been delivered to the Ministry of Magic, but nothing has happened. The current inventory is more than enough for even the magic community to have one. There is no need to continue production."

"The production line can be replaced by a firearms production line. The bullet production line needs to be designed separately...but there are also many existing parts that can be used."

After taking a look at the drawings on the table, Remy let out a sigh of relief.

He has finalized the production plan for the final firearms production line and will produce the gun body and bullets separately.

In this way, only one gun is needed to fire different magic by changing different bullets, which is more convenient to use and more convenient to produce.

If it were a one-piece magic gun, not only would it be difficult to produce, but each gun could only fire one type of magic, making it too difficult to sell.

"There is no need to add any magic power to the gun body, but the gun barrel needs to be simulated as a wand. The magic bullet cannot be activated to release magic directly in the gun barrel. That would be the same as exploding the barrel."

"As for bullets... let's design some toy paintballs and water bombs first to facilitate promotion to younger age groups."

……

While thinking, Remy walked to the machine and started to remove a ball. This ball is the module responsible for controlling the shape of the finished product. Just by replacing it, the machine that produces amulets can be transformed into a machine that produces gun bodies. machine.

The same goes for several other machines. Only key modules need to be replaced to achieve industrial transformation.

After taking out all the cores that needed to be replaced from several machines and marking them properly, Remy came to the workbench to start a new round of refining.

The easiest thing was naturally the module to control the shape, and Remi succeeded in it the first time.

After installing the module back into the machine, Remy pressed the start button for a test run.

The automatic loading function is normal.

The automatic smelting function is normal.

The automatic shaping function is normal.

The automatic discharging function is normal.

The automatic transfer function is normal.

Everything was normal. Remy turned off the machine and picked up the brand new M4A1 on the conveyor belt to observe carefully.

The rich magical atmosphere is unmistakable to any wizard. It is 100% magically certified and is clearly different from the firearms in the Muggle world.

When disassembling the firearm, every part can be removed and reinstalled without any problems.

The ability to mold it in one go is entirely due to Remy's own understanding of firearms. He knows every component of this firearm and even owns this gun for reference.

I took out real bullets and fired two test rounds, and it felt very good.

Acceptance passed~

"The barrel needs to be reprocessed, and then there are the bullets...the recoil must still be there, otherwise it will be boring to shoot, and there must also be sound and light effects."

Putting the new gun back on the conveyor belt, Remy returned to the workbench to continue refining it.

The things that need to be refined later are much more difficult than just now, and the quantities that need to be refined are also much larger.

Time passes day by day, and no one mentions it. I count the youth in my pocket and find that there are still a lot of them.

When the first bullet was transported from the conveyor belt to the packaging machine behind, Remy, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately picked it up and loaded it into the magazine.

Loading the magazine and loading the gun, Remy aimed the gun at the door.

Without any hesitation, Remy pulled the trigger decisively.

Bang~

Almost instantly, a piece of green paint exploded in the middle of the dark brown wooden door—fluorescent green!

Dang clap~

The ejected bullet dropped to the ground and made a crisp sound. This sound fell into Remy's heart and immediately stirred up huge waves that could not subside for a long time.

"Finally finished!"

"Magic guns! Real magic guns! And they are mass-produced types!"

"Wizards, tremble! Be terrified! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Accidentally laughing, Remy coughed and quickly calmed down his emotions.

If you continue to smile like this, it will be too unseemly and too villain-like. He is not that kind of person!

"What bad intentions can I have? I just want to help the magic world defeat the Dark Lord better!"

"I am simply the savior of the magic world!"

"Harry Potter and Dumbledore have to stand aside when under fire!"

"The future of the magic world must be saved by me!"

Kicking the cartridge case aside, Remy turned and returned to the production line. At the end of the production line, three magazines had been automatically loaded.

Taking out a magazine full of magic bullets and replacing it, Remy aimed at the door again.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Remy suddenly slapped his head.

"Hey, I forgot to switch the shooting mode...try the continuous fire!"

click~

Da da da da da!

After emptying a magazine of bullets in one breath, Remy rubbed his shoulders and felt comfortable, refreshed and refreshed.

It had been a long time since he had had such a happy shooting. Now that he was having such a happy shooting again, there was only one word in his mind - happy!

"Awesome! I'm such a genius!"

"Mass production! Mass production must be done!"

"But we can't rush to launch it. Before it goes on the market, I want to use these guns to give my classmates at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry a big surprise!"

"That underground base can just be used. Then there will be two maps, the castle, the underground ruins...hehehe..."

With a burst of unexplained laughter, Remy put the firearm on a shelf aside, then came to the workbench and started writing again.

He has many fantastic ideas flowing out continuously, gurgling like spring water!

Writing words one by one and sketching out drawings one by one, just when Remi was busy in full swing, suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

dong dong dong...

Remy glanced at it and ignored it. He didn't want to stop now, for fear that if he stopped, he would lose the opportunity to seize those wonderful ideas.

dong dong dong...

dong dong dong...

The knocking on the door continued for a while and then stopped. Then the door made a soft sound and opened slowly.

Then, Dumbledore, holding his wand, carefully opened the door, his expression serious and guarded.

Principal Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Remy was in the room and that his opening the door did not trigger any mechanism.

"Remy, what just happened? Professor McGonagall said someone told her that there were gunshots here." Dumbledore looked around the room. When he saw the production line running in the corner, he was stunned.

At the moment when he was stunned, Remi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and at the same time, he lightly curled his fingers behind him.

"Remy, those machines are..."

Bang!