Chapter 1095: Gathering
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Josie Hamil, born in an unnamed town in rural Chicago, had a crush on the quarterback of the school football team in high school, but unfortunately, her name was unknown until she graduated.
Her life, like her appearance, is ordinary, so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary.
After graduating from high school, she couldn't stand the boring and numb life in the small town and the despair with no end in sight, so she came to New York with a grade that she had seen before.
But the life she expected did not come, and there were far more people in college than in high school, which directly drowned her in the vast sea of people.
Don't say get a boyfriend.
Maybe it's not easy to have a great night.
Of course, if she doesn't dislike those engineering otaku who wear glasses and are thinner than the glasses frame, maybe she is also very marketable.
But Josie didn't despair, she never thought that life had abandoned her, she always looked at everything around her with an optimistic attitude.
Or maybe... It had something to do with the fact that even if she died in her apartment, no one would find out until the next week's class.
If there is no one to complain, she will not be able to complain about herself, depression? Josie wasn't so miserable that she was just communicating with a smaller crowd, and she still had two or three friends.
She just couldn't understand why her social circle was so small because she wasn't ugly.
But what Josie didn't expect was that fate had already arranged everything, and at a time she didn't expect, fate would open a new door for her in an unimaginable way.
That's the whole world.
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When Josie entered the Harry Potter world, she was half-awake.
She's in her sleep, she's spent most of the night last night, she's watched a whole season of Criminal Minds, and when she wakes up, she's already in another place.
Unlike her warm and cozy nest.
The ground here was cold, with a biting chill, and the smell of blood wafted through the air, to be precise, the iron fence that pressed on her body to wake her up.
Gringotts.
Unfortunately, she entered just as the goblins were attacked by the Death Eaters, but luckily for her, Voldemort had just gone.
Otherwise, maybe little Tom who doesn't have a nose would mind giving the half-blood wizard a Muggle Squib or something.
It took Josie a full three or four minutes to realize where she was, in the world of Harry Potter, not in the studio of a movie theater.
Maybe the surrounding buildings and corpses everywhere can be faked, but the organs that are still warm in the corpses can't be faked, as her hands full of blood can testify.
By the way, she specializes in medical and surgical forensics.
The troubles of small towns, there are not many majors that can be chosen and are very comfortable, and they have been picked up early by students in big cities.
The forensic doctor is not bad, in addition to dealing with corpses every day, at least the welfare is not low, and it will not be very tiring, and the police station will not be injured if it is attacked by a mob, as long as the other party does not come in and grab the body in a frenzy.
Maybe you need to worry about zombies?
Josie's head was swirling with thoughts, trying to force herself to concentrate and deal with everything in front of her in this way.
Less than ten minutes later, Josie left Gringotts.
Unlike when she came into the world in pink cartoon pajamas, she left with a black robe still covered in blood, and a few fairly complete wands, too many gold gallons and gems to hold.
Gringotts was attacked, maybe the goblins were not dead, but at least the hall was dead, and the goblins who dared to fight each other head-on with Lao Fu did not exist, and the remaining goblins were hiding in the crooked channels of Gringotts' underground bank.
Josie certainly couldn't go deep into Gringotts.
She knows neither magic nor keys, but the Golden Galleon doesn't have to be under Gringotts, and the goblins have always considered Gringotts to be the safest place in the wizarding world, so they have a habit of being in the middle of the hall with great fanfare, high on the steps, and counting the money while looking down at the wizards who come in.
While satisfying their bad tastes, it also shows the strength of Gringotts.
So.. Now it's all in Josie's.
Voldemort wasn't short of money, and the Death Eaters were all pure-bloods, pretending to be very high-spirited, wouldn't sweep the battlefield like locusts crossing the border, maybe the golden Malfoy would be enough for them to use for a long time if he leaked a little from his fingers, so they were all cheaper Josie.
Of course, it takes more than luck to be able to do all this.
It takes courage, as well as knowledge and awareness of the surrounding environment.
It just so happens that Josie has both, maybe the former is a little lacking, but the latter is definitely sufficient.
She is a person with a very small social circle, so in a sense, she is forced to stay at home, and once modern people stay at home, the Internet is indispensable.
And there is no crossing abroad.
Of course.
Josie has not only watched Harry Potter, but also watched the legend of the ancient battlefield in the time-traveling drama, and even the Connecticut Yankees in the Arthurian Dynasty, the Twelve Monkeys may also be counted, there are not many similar time-travel TV series, Criminal Minds, twenty-four hours is her favorite, after all, she will become a forensic doctor in the future.
And not Dr. Strange.
Before the Order of the Phoenix arrived, she scavenged the battlefield and quickly left, and Diagon Alley was more deserted and depressed than she had imagined.
Not only are most of the shops closed, but even the Blotted bookstore is closed early because it is not in the school season.
The streets are deserted, and the only thing open is a stupid Weasley joke shop.
Fortunately, there were still a few more bars, and Josie quickly moved in with the Golden Galleon, and if she remembered correctly, during the Harry Potter battles, it was the last few attacks on Diagon Alley, and then Voldemort would have completely failed, and it was still relatively safe compared to the rest of the wizarding world.
But this is not fiction after all, but reality, maybe the Death Eaters were like the German army at that time, roaming around domineering everywhere? Who knows.
Josie didn't have many options, maybe Hogsmeade Village was a good choice, but she didn't know how to get there, and of course it was safest to get away from the wizarding world completely.
Voldemort wouldn't have cast his precious eyes outside of the wizarding world, and the Death Eaters wouldn't have known about Josie, a passerby who had no record at all.
But.. She didn't want to just leave.
This is the world of Harry Potter, the living Harry, Potter.
Well, maybe there's nothing to see about Harry Potter, but magic is real, magic that really exists, and many people have dreams of magic, enter the wizarding world and do nothing, just leave in disgrace.
It wasn't a choice she wanted to make.
Josie had a hunch that what happened today would change her life forever.
It was much later that Josie learned that this was a unique instinct for wizards, and that it was rare for wizards to have such a strong instinct when they first awakened their magic.
Because the strong are always in the minority.
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"Josie, Josie?"
"Smack, come back to your senses!"
With a crisp snap of her fingers, Josie was suddenly stunned, and finally woke up in the good old days of immersion, "Whew. She let out a sigh of relief and shook her head as if it were hot.
"I'm sorry." She said to her companions, "I'm always a little restless today. ā
At the other end of the round table, a wizard who didn't look old, but had a great sense of majesty, looked like a strong woman type of a big company, frowned, and said, "Wizards' intuition is often very useful, you better be careful today." ā
Her words made the other witch on the left roll her eyes and blow a big bubble gum in her mouth, she didn't look very old, it seemed that she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, compared to the strong woman, it was like the relationship between a child and a mother.
Of course, if anyone dared to say that, she would definitely give them a pig's tail.
"Imogin, what is the matter with summoning us today? The last time we got together was not long ago, so no one should have entered another world in such a short period of time to have resources to exchange. It seemed that he had long been accustomed to the various reactions of his companions, and when the scene quieted down a little, another witch took over the topic.
If Mame or Habbens were here, they would recognize this as Joanna, who had been a defense professor for a while in a Harry Potter alternate world.
She's no longer messing with Hubens and them, but... The circle of free men is so small that no one can escape.
Imogen, the strongwoman-type witch, cleared her throat slightly, then whispered, "It's not Broadway yet, you've all seen the news." ā
Everyone's reaction was similar, even the somewhat absent-minded Josie nodded, and the TV station was bombed during this time, and the news was broadcast on a rolling basis at various times.
At first, they thought that this matter would be blocked, but now it seems that after this period of time, not only did they not have the slightest intention of banning, but it seemed to be getting more and more intense.
Imogen, who works in journalism, has a keen sense of the unusual, and with the warnings that Habans has given her, she also feels as if something is going to happen lately.
"Habans said, let's get out of the United States, what do you think."
Before the others could speak, the youngest witch rolled her eyes and slapped her phone on the table impatiently, "Come on, my parents will never let me leave the United States, it's best to be able to go back at ten o'clock in the evening, if I spend the night outside, they can kill me without waiting for anyone else." ā
Joanna also shook her head, "My family, my life, my life are all here, and I can't leave." ā
Like Joanna, the others shook their heads and responded, all of them answering the same question and not planning to leave.
Although they are different in age, they are not much different, perhaps the biggest difference is only twelve or thirteen years, some of them are because of family, some because of friends and life, they can't just walk away.
"What about you, Josie." Imogen is worthy of being a strong woman in the news industry, taking care of everything, she saw that Josie did not speak, and asked without coldness.
"I don't know." Josie lowered her eyes and shrugged, "Maybe I'll leave, England is a good choice, I've always wanted to go." ā
"What's so good about Britain." Joanna asked, puzzled.
"Stonehenge, you know." Josie spread her hands, "Have you seen the legend of the ancient battlefield, the heroine of that TV series returned to ancient England through the magic on Stonehenge, I want to go to the scene to see if there is any magic on it." ā
Now it was Joanna's turn to roll her eyes, "You're the one who got it, are you willing to just leave, regardless of your newly found little boyfriend?" That's a rare little fresh meat, you don't want me. ā
The other witches also got involved, and a serious topic immediately turned into a night conversation among the best friends of the sorority, except that the sisters in this sorority were all wizards.
In such an atmosphere, Josie's restless mind was also much more relaxed.
As she said, fate opened up a world for her, and then good fortune followed.
That all changed the moment she waved her wand in the bar hotel.
Not surprisingly, she has awakened the magic of wizards, and her magical talent seems to be exceptionally good, although it is a pity that she has not been trained by the Hogwarts system, but between the way Hogwarts teaches, self-study seems to make no difference.
And she was even more talented in potions, she escaped from that town because of her excellent chemistry skills, and she did the same in potions, and she even improved the recipe of beauty potions.
It is for this reason that her whole life has changed.
The beauty potion pushed her originally plain appearance forward by a point, and it was this point that allowed her to successfully enter the ranks of outstanding appearance.
Even at a bar party held by a sorority, she meets a dreamy love start, a perfect chance encounter and is about to develop into a perfect relationship.
It's just like a TV series come true and come into her life.
It's the little fresh meat that Joanna said.
I was able to enter the sorority because of the beauty potion, which is a small organization within the free man wizards, but only female wizards, so the nature is like the sorority.
Everyone is here to exchange with each other, so everyone must have something to get their hands on.
Josie came in with potions, and things like that never go out of style, will always be a woman's favorite.
After a whispered frolic as the witches fell silent, Imogen tapped his finger at the mahogany table, which was immediately magically twisted into a wooden relief that showed the time.
"It's been fifteen minutes." She said, "Marcette hasn't come yet, she's on a trip again, I haven't been notified, does anyone know what's going on?" ā