The faint footsteps of two people echoed on the gloomy streets of the Black Iron City, which I don't know how long the Black Iron City was kept quite clean without being disturbed by living people, probably because of magic, and the magic enchantment covering the entire city had the function of self-purification.

A large part of the reason why wizards generally looked down on Muggles was due to the Middle Ages, when Muggle cities were a dung pit, with feces and urine flowing on the ground, and the so-called nobles were sloppy ghosts who did not bathe, and their bodies stinked so much that they could not hide the smell with perfume, but they were still proud of it and complacent.

And because the wizard has a cleaning charm to use, the place where the wizard lives is not so sloppy, at least there is no spilled and urine on the street.

Ironically, the wizards who mocked Muggles were getting involved, and just looking at the floor of the Leaky Cauldron and the drinkers inside, sloppiness wasn't going to disappear just because magic existed.

Thanks to the thoughtfulness of the magical enchantment, Harry won't get covered in dust as he explores the empty houses on either side of the road.

"When this place was repaired, didn't there be a plan for people to move in and use it?"

Although the streets are arranged in a decent way, and it is possible to distinguish which are residential and which are commercial shops according to the appearance and style, but this is only the appearance, and the interior is empty, and there is no furnishings for daily life.

Even a chair leg would have worked, but alas, there was nothing in it, not even half a rag, and there was nothing non-ferrous to be seen here except for the black iron covered with the oxide layer.

Gradually, however, Harry noticed something strange about the Black Iron City.

It stands to reason that the farther you go to the center of the city, the more elaborate and luxurious the building should be, but the city is reversed, if the outermost street houses are finely decorated, then the inner buildings are rough houses, and even the fountain statues at the intersection show an unfinished roughness, and the horse that should have raised its front hooves has become a square horse in the MC, with its arms, legs and body are boxy, and only an abstract outline can be seen.

It's like a halfway through the construction of an unfinished building that was siphoned off by the boss, leaving only a few model houses as a way to attract resentful seeds and send money, which is a means to trick pigs in and kill them.

Harry, who originally wanted to come to a ghost town to explore, was suddenly discouraged by this shoddy scene, but Fleur was quite happy, although she did not resist being taken to the cinema by Harry to watch ghost movies, but not resisting does not mean that she is not afraid, and now that realistic ghost movies have become mosaic comic style, her courage suddenly increased, and most of the horror created by the original gloomy darkness suddenly dissipated.

"Look ugly, Harry Harry, take a picture of me, it's the first time I've ridden a square horse."

“.” Although he felt a little regretful in his heart, Harry still flipped out of his backpack and took a few photos of Fleur with a few clicks, "The MC-style Dark Knight seems to be quite good-looking?" Let's go to the inner city and have a look, maybe we can see the messages left by our predecessors or something. ”

The magic projection of the Awakened can be retained for a very long time, and the remaining images on Paradise Island are from a time period around a thousand years ago, when there were no gun wands, and even the Awakened had various bows and arrows in the shape of their casting mediums.

There are not many unfinished buildings in the wizarding world, and the unfinished buildings left by the predecessors of the Awakened, Harry is really the first time he has seen them.

It's less fun to explore the horrors, but it's fun to figure out the truth about the mess here.

"It's a bit of a sass."

A handsome fluff who jumped off the horse with a little disgust on her face, this lost her old love and found a new love, I don't know if it will make this square horse scold and say a scumbag.

"I see, I'll rub it for you."

"I don't want it!"

While fighting, the two passed through the unfinished inner wall door hole and came to the inner floor that should belong to the aristocratic district.

The houses here were even more rudimentary, and the windows weren't even open, and the buildings that were supposed to be ornate were boxy lumps, and Harry reached out and knocked on them, and the thing was solid, pure lumps.

The better one is probably the main castle in the center of the Black Iron City, that is, the building of the castle of the lord of the small city, which occupies almost half of the space of the inner city, which is the same size as Hogwarts Castle, but the buildings are more densely arranged, and if the construction is completed, it will definitely be a luxurious palace.

After wandering aimlessly, they would not be able to walk the huge half-finished castle in a whole night, and after a brief walk, they walked towards the location of the main hall of the castle.

The heavy black iron door is forty or fifty tons, but fortunately, the door can be moved, but because of the lack of lubricating oil maintenance, when the door is opened, the sound of tooth acid caused by the iron friction makes people's eardrums hurt.

"It doesn't look like it's completely ruined!"

Harry couldn't help but be a little more interested when he saw the second color besides black, the scarlet carpet spread from the doorway to the bottom of the deepest staircase, and along the staircase up the seventeenth floor, there was a platform with a black iron throne, the tip of the iron candle burned with a blue-white magical flame, which was the never-extinguishing Gublai Immortal Fire, also known as the magical flame of the Eternal Flame, even Dumbledore was not easy when he made it, but all the lights here, Tens of thousands of black iron candlesticks are burning with a blue-white flame at the tip.

The light of this light alone is worth millions of gold galleons.

The light emitted by the blue-white flames illuminates the main hall of this huge black iron castle in detail, and thousands of figures in this castle hall are either toasting, chatting, or enjoying food.

There was no one sitting on the Black Iron Throne, and the throne of control seemed to represent him as the host and a member of the feast, and the symbolic chair was not worthy of nostalgia in front of this group of warm friends.

The guests were dressed in all sorts of fancy dresses, or the usual attire of wizards a thousand years ago, and the fashion was very different from now, but it was still evident that the thousands of guests were from all over the world.

Harry saw men and women dressed in the traditional costumes of ancient European wizards and witches, as well as Oriental sword fairies with fluttering clothes and wide sleeves, and African wizards wearing wild ornaments and looking wild, they were probably one of the most restored guests, after all, their skin color was almost the same as that of a real person, and the only thing missing was the white teeth that illuminated the night.

Harry even inadvertently saw a Slytherin!

Beside Salazar Slytherin, there sat another wizard of men and two women, the young Gryffindor carried a sword, the pointed wizard's hat hung behind his back, Ravenclaw wore a gorgeous crown on his head, his dignified and elegant posture was more noble than those royal princesses, the easy-going Hufflepuff was smiling everywhere, she was a little chubby, and she was very close to Ravenclaw.

The Big Four of Hogwarts were already close friends before Hogwarts was founded, the reckless Gryffindor would be pulled back by Ravenclaw before he did something stupid, and the dark Slytherin also needed the warm smile of Hufflepuff to sweep away too much of the haze, the four of them complemented each other and used their different traits to make up for the shortcomings of their companions, the awakened are lonely individuals, but they seek their companions to fill the gaps and shortcomings that they were born with.

Compared to ordinary wizards, the awakened are more yearning and more like the feeling of unity.

The great tomb where they were buried, the present, and the future is the home of the reunion they yearn for after death.

It is the meeting place of the awakened, a temple where they gather to celebrate during their lifetimes.

And on the high steps, there is a dark whirlpool that is rotating steadily, which is a photo left by the owner of this black iron city, a message to those who come after.

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At the end of the year, I received an order a few days ago, and I have been busy in circles these days, and whether I can have a good year depends on whether this order can be completed quickly.

I apologize to all readers, it's not a small mistake.

Bang Bang Bang ~

I'll give you a knock.

(End of chapter)