The lights in the Harris Manor were warm, and the dining room was bright. A sumptuous spread of food was already laid out on the table. There were all kinds of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty dishes. The glass swayed under the light, and the red wine in it gave off an alluring glow. However, no one in the dining room paid attention to the food. Everyone's eyes were focused on Helena, who was beside Allen.
After Helena calmed herself down, she focused on picking up the knife and fork. Daisy let out a short cry of surprise and quickly covered her mouth, afraid that she would disturb Helena. Owen and Morgan-le-feil exchanged a look of joy. They were looking forward to their granddaughter's next move even more.
Helena forked the food in front of her. There was bread, fried fish, chips, and even the hazelnut sauce that Luna had bought at St. Mungo's Hospital … She tasted them one by one. Helena shook her head at every dish. Then, she spat out the food, which couldn't secrete saliva and could only be chewed up, into the trash can prepared for her.
The dining room was filled with disappointment. Allen wasn't discouraged. He suggested, "Helena, don't be impatient. Try some dishes with a stronger flavor."
Helena steadily forked a piece of haggis, which was also known as lamb tripe pudding. It was a traditional Scottish dish with a strong flavor. Helena forked a piece of prepared lamb innards and put it into her mouth. Suddenly, the fork went through her palm and fell to the ground. The innards also fell out of her chin.
"How is it? Can you taste it? " Allen asked the question that everyone wanted to ask. Helena hurriedly nodded. How many years had it been since she tasted real food again? She looked at the other dishes that she hadn't tried yet.
Morgan-le-feil let the fork fly from the ground and flew into the kitchen sink. A new fork flew in front of Helena.
Helena nodded gratefully at her grandmother. After calming down for a long time, she picked up the fork again and tasted the dishes one by one. However, in the process of tasting, she was careless and relaxed her mind, causing the food to fall out from her chin.
When Daisy saw this, she immediately found a square box and placed it below Helena. In any case, Helena could not secrete saliva. She only ate to taste the food. By placing the box like this, even if she was not familiar with it or was not focused, she could still catch the food that fell out. Finally, Helena put down her knife and fork.
"I can also taste this beef kidney pudding." Helena pointed to a dish on the table that was steamed with chopped steak and lamb kidney as fillings. "I can't taste the other dishes that have a lighter taste."
"For ghosts, they need rotten food that emits a strong smell to make them feel a little bit better. And now, even though Helena's sense of taste and touch has recovered a little, her sensitivity is much lower than that of us living humans. However, it is still something worth celebrating that she is finally able to taste something. Helena, continue to practice your concentration. When you're proficient in it, you won't drop your fork or food on the floor anymore. " Allen patted Helena's hand encouragingly. Allen didn't use much strength, but Helena didn't seem to feel it at all.
In the next few days, Helena practiced in the company of her family. The dining room became her favorite place. Hufflepuff and Morgan-le-feil in the picture scroll made food that Helena could taste. For this reason, she learned a lot of foreign dishes. In fact, Allen also benefited a lot from eating.
In the long night, Helena didn't wander around. She still couldn't really fall asleep, but now that she had a goal and a motivation, she kept practicing these abilities. Every night, Allen would deliberately take Helena, who could materialize, to the tower with Phantom Shift so that Helena could practice imitating the terrifying howls of female ghosts in the practice room. Although the progress was slow, this practice didn't affect the family.
After a few days of such orderly days, it happened to be the weekend. After leaving the shack, Hermione went to the Harris Manor to find Allen. "Allen, the service golem has been successfully developed. Come with me to see the prototype. If it's okay, we can name it and prepare to put it into production for sale."
Allen nodded in satisfaction. "At least the investment in the golem industry wasn't in vain. There will be a return on investment."
After informing the family, Allen and Hermione Phantom Shift went to the Umbrella Corporation. As for Owen? Harris, it was rare for him to enjoy the joy of being with his granddaughter. On the weekend, he took his granddaughter Helena to find all kinds of things so that she could experience more.
Emily, who was at home on vacation, saw this and also pestered her to follow. She felt that as an aunt, she should also help Helena adapt to the touch. For example, in her own garden, she could first smell the flowers and touch the different plants before describing them to Helena. Perhaps this way, Helena would have a clearer understanding of these feelings.
In the Umbrella Corporation, Allen and Hermione were in charge of the golem department, Ross Gaiman. Under the lead of Geller, they stood in front of a strange-looking golem. The golem was emitting a silver light and was suspended on the ground. It had three protruding eye-like detectors that could move left and right. Three arms that could bend and retract were connected to the three eyes. It could extend 360 degrees to inspect the surrounding environment. There were three long tentacle arms on its ball-like body. Each arm had a different shape and was also engraved with different ancient magical runes. It seemed that each arm had a different function.
"It can perform a series of tasks that a personal butler can perform. From pruning branches to cooking, making coffee, and coaxing children. No matter how you look at it, this golem is a very reliable product. " Although Geller's expression seemed to be a little excited to see his Quidditch idol, his unique voice was very slow when he spoke, which was in stark contrast to his excited expression. "Each of these three arms corresponds to a different housekeeping. It can perform cleaning, sweeping, and restoring."
"We can even provide a more refined customization service. According to the different needs of customers, the arm parts of the golem can be replaced and customized. We will continue to research and innovate in this area, which can satisfy all customers. As for those parts, except for the three basic functions, they can be sold separately. I believe that just selling the custom-made parts will bring more profits to the Umbrella Corporation. "Hermione explained her business philosophy.
Allen nodded approvingly. Hermione's philosophy was like selling the game itself and then continuing to release various kinds of downloadable content …
"Ah, good morning, sir, miss. This is your tea, 203 degrees Fahrenheit, the best." The golem steadily delivered two cups of brewed black tea to Allen and Hermione. Its British pronunciation was a little mechanical, but its etiquette was still on point.
Seeing that his boss and idol were drinking black tea, Ross carefully added, "Although their voices are still a little stiff, a lot of content has been added to make them more human-like. Not only can they respond politely, but they can also scold people in a low voice sometimes. They can even imitate their personalities to be optimistic and tell you jokes."
Hermione took a sip of tea and didn't speak. She obviously didn't trust the sense of humor of her subordinate who felt that everything was done slowly.
"This is very good. I think Filch will like it. He needs someone in his life who can talk to him, and not talk to a cat all day long." Allen promised Argus Ferris, the administrator of Hogwarts, that Argus Ferris would like to give him a gift. Filch wanted to give him a surprise gift. This golem could help Filch free himself from the tedious work of cleaning the castle with his bare hands.
"Allen, you always care about these people who are discriminated against by the public. I think he will like this gift from you. " Hermione heard this, and although she also hated the school administrator, she couldn't help but walk up to Allen and give him a gentle hug. Then she reminded, "The color of these golems can be chosen. Although the name itself can be customized by the owner, you still have to give the series a basic name."
"Mr. Geller, I'm very satisfied with this golem. You've done a good job. I think this series will be called Mr. Skillful Hands." Allen praised Ross, then looked at the three flexible tentacles of the golem and gave it a name. Then he requested, "The one for Filch needs to be painted the same color as Madam Loris' dark gray fur. As for the other one, I want to paint it blue, which represents Ravenclaw. I'll keep this one for myself. The name will be … C-3PO. "
"We'll get it ready for you immediately, Mr. Harris," said Ross, who was praised by his idol. Geller was even more excited. He spoke much faster than usual, but still slower than normal people. He added, "As soon as the follow-up parts are developed, we'll send them to you."
"Remember to send one to the administrator of Hogwarts as well." Allen nodded to Ross again, then he held Hermione's hand and whispered in her ear apologetically, "Hermione, I'm sorry. This golem can't hide as well as the house elves. It can make Muggle unable to see them. You can't experience it in your own home."
Hermione was a little numb from Allen's breath in her ear when he whispered. She waved her hand that was not held by Allen and said, "Dobby is enough for me. This golem is originally a substitute for the wizard families who don't have the ability to get the house elves. Speaking of which, the golem's function is still not as good as the house elves. After all, the golem is not a real living creature and does not have real wisdom."
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