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Harry Potter World.

The night fog in London, England, blocked the whole city, and a few strange cries were heard in the air from time to time, and a few owls flew across the night sky.

A subway station was empty, and at the mouth of the tunnel next to the platform, a cold wind was blowing, rolling up a few newspapers on the ground, and a homeless man was lying on a bench, covered with a shabby coat, and fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of things that could not be obtained in reality, and he seemed to have a sweet dream, with a smile on his lips.

On the ground in front of the platform, a burst of silver light flickered, and then a figure appeared in place out of thin air. The young man glanced around indifferently. He muttered to himself.

"It's here!"

That's right, the person who came was Wang Feng. In the Jurassic world, because of Wang Feng, Dr. Grant obtained a mutation and became a dragon similar to that in Western mythology, breaking the restrictions of the world and thus gaining extraordinary power. As a result, the world was promoted, from a low-level world to a primary world.

And Wang Feng also gained enough energy because of this, and the gate of time and space was reactivated, and he traveled to the world of Harry Potter, the primary world.

Wang Feng stretched out his right hand and slowly clenched it, feeling the power in his body. At the same time, the spiritual power in the mind is emanated, and the whole world is perceived with the spiritual power.

In Wang Feng's perception, there was a trace of strange power floating in the void of this world, which was neither the heaven and earth aura in Wang Feng's cognition, nor the so-called elemental power. Feeling the strangeness of this power, Wang Feng's spiritual power sensed it carefully, and in Wang Feng's perception, this power could interfere with matter very strongly.

Feeling the characteristics of this power, Wang Feng's face was thoughtful.

"Perhaps, that's why there is a zài transfiguration in this world."

In the past, when Wang Feng watched the Harry Potter movie, one of the things that surprised him the most was. The Transfiguration Technique in this world, after stepping on cultivation again, was even more amazed.

You know, in Wang Feng's view, turning a matchstick into an embroidery needle, turning a table into a pig, and even turning a person into a cat and a pig, this kind of deformation is in Wang Feng's view. It is all about intervening in reality with the will.

This power is terrifying, and it is the power of the gods. Now it seems that it is the particularity of this world that has caused the current one.

Not to mention these, that is, in this world, those magic that is completely applied to daily life also makes Wang Feng yearn for it very much, after watching the Harry Potter movie, Wang Feng once imagined it. If you can have the magic in it, it will be convenient to take it yourself, and what you want to do is a magical thing.

"Perhaps. In this world, there can be a nice harvest. “

Thousands of avenues have different paths, and while cultivating oneself, one should also absorb other nutrients. Perfect the path to replenish yourself. What's more, the particularity of this world, maybe you can get a glimpse of the secrets of the gods from it.

Wang Feng raised his head and stared. The eyes pierced through the reinforced concrete, as if they could see through the void. Then, the body shook slightly, and slowly disappeared.

The homeless man on the chair woke up when Wang Feng appeared, and saw a big living person suddenly disappear in front of him, like falling into an ice cave, trembling, and his eyes that had already been opened were full of horror.

Above the London Underground Station, the street lamps emitted a soft glow, and suddenly a young man appeared, fortunately it was the middle of the night, and people had already fallen asleep, otherwise they would have been scared to death to see such a strange scene.

Wang Feng raised his head and looked around, as if he was discerning the direction. It seems to be admiring the exotic atmosphere of London, strolling through the streets of London. If it weren't for the silence of the night, there would have been a sense of leisure, but now it's a little weird to look at.

"Well, I don't know the way."

Sighing helplessly, Wang Feng said with some frustration. This world is even more different from my own world, although this is England and my own place is London, but this place is definitely different from my original world. Thinking of this, Wang Feng no longer behaved as the headless fly.

With a sweep of his eyes, a taxi appeared in Wang Feng's sight, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, Wang Feng walked for a while, and finally found what he was looking for, so he didn't walk over......

Wang Feng stretched out his hand and pulled the car door, found that it had been locked, and glanced at the taxi, where the driver was sleeping on the steering wheel.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In a daze, the taxi driver felt someone knocking on the window, raised his head, and saw a young Oriental outside the window, shaking his head still a little dizzy, looking out of the taxi, the Oriental was still there, and the taxi driver realized that he was not hallucinating.

There was a click, and the door opened.

"You ......" the driver was about to speak, when his body suddenly stiffened. There was a flash of greed in his eyes.

Before his eyes, a piece of gold was glittering

"Privet Road Four!" Wang Feng said calmly. "Arrive at your destination and it's yours."

"Yes!" The driver, whose eyes were already completely filled with gold, did not hesitate to start the taxi and rush away.

"It's a lot easier." Wang Feng leaned on the back seat and looked at the scenery on both sides of the street with a calm gaze. Thinking about the heart.

I don't know what the world can bring to itself.

Now Wang Feng is going to Harry Potter's home, how can he not come to this world without seeing it, the protagonist of this world, the boy who will not die. What's more, Wang Feng wants to confirm what time this world is now.

The taxi left the city, drove in the suburbs, and arrived at its destination, Wang Feng left the piece of gold, and left under the happy eyes of the taxi driver.

On the corner of a street, suddenly a young man, standing in a garden, stared at a house.

Wang Feng's gaze passed through the wall, and in the narrow attic lay a little boy, his thin body curled up on a small wooden plank, surrounded by various miscellaneous objects.

"Harry Potter,"

Looking at the thin boy, a strange light flashed in Wang Feng's eyes, and he whispered. Then it just disappeared, as if it had never been.

Three months later, 4 Privet Road, Little Whinging, Surrey.

"Dad, I'm going to have dessert, I'm going to have dessert."

A little fat man, shouting loudly at his father, an equally fat man.

"Okay, okay, my sweetheart, Mom will do it for you."

At this time, an ordinary British housewife, saving her son, said coaxing with a doting face.

"No!! I don't want to eat what you made, I want to eat desserts from another world, and the desserts you make are terrible!! ”

Apparently, the boy was not interested in the desserts his mother had made, and still yelled at his father, who was reading the newspaper. The tone is pretty bad.

"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go, okay, okay, Dali, we'll go after dinner."

Dalí's father, Vernon, is also very doting on his son, and naturally he is pampered in every way, giving whatever he wants.

At that moment, a thin, bespectacled boy with a scar on his forehead walked out.

"Harry!! Why don't you hurry up and cook, do you want to starve us to death? ”

Vernon looked at the little boy who came out, his face changed, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and he yelled at the person who came with a vicious voice.

"Yes, Uncle Vernon."

The little boy was obviously completely accustomed to the evil voice of the fat man in front of him, and his face was calm.

That's right, it's Harry Potter, the protagonist of this world. This family is Harry Potter's aunt and uncle's family, and the little fat man is Harry's cousin.

"Cooking? What else to cook!! I'm going to another world, now! Immediately! Right away!! ”

Harry's cousin, hearing that he was going to cook, roared like a fried cat.

With Dali's outburst, the whole room was jumping again, and Harry Potter flashed a trace of envy in his eyes when he heard the words 'other world'. It can be seen that his heart is also an unusual yearning for desserts in another world.

…………

Jingle bell~~

When a wind chime sounds, the door opens, and you are greeted by a very sophisticated dessert house, with soft colors and mild temperatures, giving people a warm feeling. At the same time, the whole dessert house is filled with a sweet smell, which is very intoxicating.

"Drink and come."

The moment the wind chimes rang, a low, magnetic voice sounded in the dessert shop, and a young man in a white chef's uniform looked at the four people who came in.

"Ha, hello, king, excuse me."

Harry Potter's uncle-in-law greeted Wang Feng with some restraint, in fact, not only himself, except for the heartless Dali, everyone sat in their seats with a restrained face.

Because it was breakfast time, there was no one in the dessert house at this time except for the Vernons. Vernon, however, sat in his seat solemnly, as if he was afraid that he would touch the furniture around him.

In fact, Vernon had exactly what he had in mind. Although he himself is only a middle class, he has followed his boss and has been in and out of some high-class places, so he naturally has some knowledge. And now, the decoration design of this dessert house gives him the feeling that it is even more upscale than he has seen before.

So, every time he came in, he was a little restrained. However, thinking of the taste of desserts here, as well as his son's request, he also took the plunge every time and went to this dessert house called 'Another World' to consume.

Of course, the desserts in this dessert house are not only incomparably delicious, but also not cheap. Thinking of the high price, Vernon twisted his fat body, looked at Harry Potter opposite, squeezed out an ugly smile on his face, and said.

"Harry, what do you want to eat, tell your Uncle Vernon."

Looking at his somewhat flattering uncle, Harry's little heart couldn't help but flash with a hint of satisfaction, and then he looked at the young man with a gentle smile on his face. (To be continued......)