Chapter 265: The absurd world where witches are supreme

"Is this Hogwarts?"

"A normal Hogwarts?"

"Are they themselves?"

The audience was extremely surprised by everything in the picture.

The familiar carriage and the fields outside the window, as well as the loud clacking sound of the snack carts in the aisle.

This is clearly the Hogwarts Express.

And the students walking outside the carriage were all wearing normal black school uniforms.

But what surprised them most was the four warriors who retained their original appearance.

Especially Harry and Cedric, didn't this look give them away?

Could it be that they were playing themselves?

What about the original Harry and Cedric?

Or maybe they are not in the current timeline, but in the past or future when they don't exist yet?

Potter is fine, it's not a rare surname among Muggles.

And Diggory

However, the warriors were not as shocked as the audience thought.

After finding that they had not changed from the reflection of the glass on the window and that everything around them was so familiar, the first thing they did was to bend down and pull out the suitcase and open it.

When they settled the task last time, they noticed that discovering the world background was also considered a contribution.

But it depends on the order, whoever comes first will be counted.

However, among the four warriors, Harry's action was interrupted.

Swish, the door of the carriage opened.

Two red-haired girls walked in.

The straightforward girl who was in the lead, who Harry felt inexplicably familiar, ignored the timid girl next to her and asked directly: "Is anyone here? Other places are full."

The timid girl looked at Harry's opened suitcase and complained in a low voice: "Why don't you knock on the door first? People are obviously busy with other things."

Harry's body froze, "Mom?"

(Snape couldn't believe it, "Lily?")

(Could it be that this was Lily's school days more than ten years ago?)

(All the audience looked at Harry's side, and there was no information in the boxes of other warriors.)

The timid girl's face suddenly turned as red as her hair.

The straightforward girl said unhappily, "Harry is only sixteen years old! How could she have such a big son!"

(Ron rubbed his eyes, looked in the mirror, and didn't dare to speak.)

Harry? This name made Harry's heart skip a beat.

This face that looked like her mother gave him some guesses.

The timid girl nudged her friend with her elbow, "He may have recognized the wrong person."

When Harry's eyes touched her, she quickly hid behind her friend.

The straightforward girl did not bother about Harry's address, but said to her friend unhappily, "Aren't they just wizards? What's there to be afraid of? They are just primitive people who are still using small wooden sticks."

(Dumbledore and other observant wizards frowned. Witches in this world seem to have a higher status and do not use wands.)

(Olivander and other wand makers began to have a bad premonition.)

"Watch me, follow my lead."

She looked at Harry and stretched out her right hand, "Hello, I'm Ron Weasley, what's your name?"

(Mrs. Weasley and Ginny looked at each other and began to doubt their lives.)

(Fred and George stood on the stool, "That's our sister!" "He's a woman in another world!")

(Lavender hugged her boyfriend's arm, "A woman, Luo-Luo!")

"Ron!" Harry swallowed, and now he finally found the outline of his friend on this softer face.

Ron didn't care about Harry's fuss and withdrew his hand.

She looked at her friend with a stern look.

Harry trembled and stretched out his hand, "Hello, I'm Harry Peverell."

(Looking at Harry like this, Snape knew that she was not Lily, but his heart was still melting. He had never seen Lily like this, she was really, really cute!)

(Dumbledore once again confirmed his thoughts, the status of witches in this world is indeed higher.)

(Potter's ancestor married the daughter of the Peverell family and inherited the Peverell family's invisibility cloak.)

(And in this world where witches have a higher status, male wizards obviously change their surnames with the women.)

(But. In this case, why would Ron have the surname Weasley instead of Prewett?)

(Could it be that the status of modern male wizards has improved? It's possible, otherwise Harry would take his mother's surname Evans.)

Although the surnames didn't match, Harry was sure that this Harry was himself in this world.

After all, who else would be Ron's good friend besides Harry?

"Hello." Harry responded quickly. He was afraid that his self in this world would cry if he waited too long. He explained, "I just confirmed the wrong person. You look a bit like my mother."

"Ah?" Harry, who hid behind Ron, stuck his head out again, "I look like my mother too."

(Snape, who was almost overwhelmed by cuteness, forced himself to lower his mouth.)

(Bajir, who was madly harvesting the rising emotional energy and constantly investing them into the world to make it more perfect, was a little speechless. He didn't expect that the female incarnation in Harry's mind would have such a personality. At the same time, he began to look forward to the audience's subsequent reactions.)

Harry blinked, and the moment their eyes met, he felt an indescribable familiarity with his self in this world.

Obviously, this feeling was not one-sided, and Harry began to relax.

"It would be great if I had a daughter, mom." In her heart, Lily looked at her "daughter" who looked exactly like her through Harry's eyes.

"What are you looking at!" Ron stood in front of Harry, interrupting their eye contact.

As her eyes met Harry's, they both felt an electric shock.

The straightforward and bold red-haired girl subconsciously lowered her head, her face flushed.

Harry also became nervous, and his throat began to dry while he unconsciously tidied his messy hair.

(Ginny's eyes suddenly darkened, and she thought of a terrible possibility.)

(Ron was unaware, "Yes, it seems that 'I' and Harry have made friends.")

(Mrs. Weasley, as well as Fred and George, were about to say something.)

"That." Ron seemed to have turned into Harry, "Since you are a freshman, I can introduce you to Hogwarts."

"Freshman?" Harry didn't say his doubts out loud. He was now 1.8 meters tall, so how could he be related to a first-year freshman?

"Hogwarts, formerly known as Hogwarts School of Witches, has four schools."

"After 1945, Hogwarts School of Witches was renamed Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Male wizards can also enroll."

(1945, many wizards familiar with that era began to look strange.)

(Grindelwald, I am not going to jail for my radical movement for the rights of male wizards in this world, am I?)

Ron paused, glanced at Harry, and continued: "But because men have more parts than women that secrete testosterone, their magic power is more unstable, and they even need an auxiliary prop called a wand to cast spells."

(Olivander and other wand craftsmen are finally here, and the storm is coming even harder.)

"You can't learn to make spell cards at all, so you need to wait until you are 17 years old to enroll."

(The audience understood, so Harry and the others are freshmen who enrolled at the age of 17? But the next second they began to wonder, what about Fleur?)

"Spell cards?" Harry finally couldn't help asking out loud.

Ron tilted his head, thought about it and said, "You can understand it this way as the crystallization of the spell condensed in the wizard's body."

"Is that so." Harry understood it instantly.

If it was the old him, he would definitely not understand it.

After several months of hellish training, he understood a lot of professional terms that he didn't understand before.

There are many sources of magic.

The magic that wizards comprehend themselves is too idealistic, and it is difficult to find a way to pass it on.

The bones, flesh, and fur patterns of magical animals, as well as the magic arrays comprehended through them, are the best and more intuitive way to pass it on.

The spell is a three-dimensional version of the flat magic array. It can be injected into objects made of metal and wood to make magic props, or it can be stored in the body purely in the form of energy.

The love spell in his body is based on this principle.

Spell cards must be similar and more advanced things, and have even replaced the magic wand.

In their world, Merlin studied the structure of the spell, interpreted the magic of the wizard, called it the magic structure, and then created spells that are better to learn and pass on.

In this world, spell cards should be further developed based on three-dimensional spells.

It replaced spells and established the status of witches being greater than wizards.

"What's going on in this world?" Just as Harry and Ron became more familiar with each other and Ginny wanted to kill more, Cedric was extremely confused.

In his box, there were only clothes and sundries, not even a book.

Are there any students who go to school without books?

Everything around him is still the same as the Hogwarts Express.

More importantly, is he the only one who got nothing?

Driven by this sense of urgency, he tried to get out of the carriage.

"Oh." The black-haired girl bumped into him and rubbed her head.

Cedric stayed where he was. He could have avoided it, but after the familiar smell hit him, he subconsciously stopped.

("It's me!" Qiu Zhang exclaimed.)

In front of him was a more mature and full-figured Qiu Zhang.

"Wizard." Qiu Zhang was not angry, but his eyes lit up.

"Why? Are male wizards rare?" Cedric smiled unconsciously.

"Of course," Qiu Zhang nodded, "After the Salem witches began to optimize the wizard bloodline, only one out of ten children was male."

"Now if you still want to breed in the traditional way, in addition to buying genetic factors, you can only find Muggle men."

(Some of the audience on Harry's side began to leave and looked at Cedric.)

"Hello, my name is Qiu Zhang, is it convenient for me to come in and sit down?" She pointed to the empty seat in the carriage and said.

"Sure." Cedric said, he thought he might be crazy, the girl in front of him who took the initiative and said to breed offspring with a blank face would be Qiu Zhang.

What made him even more difficult to accept was that he did not dislike Qiu Zhang like this, but gave him a strange sense of freshness and excitement.

(Like Ginny, looking at the other self who was almost attached to Cedric, Qiu Zhang began to be full of low pressure.)

But reason persuaded himself that this was all for understanding the background of the world, and everything was for victory.

"My name is Cedric Diggory."

Cedric, who didn't know much about this world, only briefly introduced his name to avoid making mistakes.

This had absolutely nothing to do with him being followed by Qiu Zhang.

"Diggory? Can I call you Ced?"

(Qiu Zhang: Foxy!)

"Yes." Cedric's heart trembled.

He wanted to take advantage of the situation and ask where and what kind of education the wizards in this world received before entering school.

But the big head still controlled the small head.

"Ced," Qiu Zhang put his hand on Cedric's thigh inadvertently, "I want to remind you here to stay away from witches. Not everyone is as reserved as me."

Cedric: You'd better take your hands off my thigh before you say this.

"Can you make it clearer?"

"I mean, be careful." Qiu Zhang's mouth was already close to Cedric's earlobe, "Be eaten~"

"What was eaten?"

"Bah!" Qiu Zhang retracted his hand and explained with applause.

"The bodily fluids of wizards are natural magic potions for witches."

"The aura of an adult wizard is as conspicuous to a witch as a light in the dark night."

"Then~" Cedric understood instantly and at the same time, he began to worry about his innocence. He still wanted to leave it to Qiu Zhang.

"Don't worry," Qiu Zhang put his hand on Cedric's. "The witch's magnetic field can neutralize your mellow taste like dark chocolate."

Cedric's hand was held in her arms, "That means as long as you stay with me, you will be safe and sound."

(Qiu Zhang is about to faint from anger.)

(Ginny began to feel lucky that Rowan didn't take advantage of Harry in this way.)

(Ron, who had already noticed something was wrong, turned pale and buried his head in Lavender's shoulder.)

(The rest of the audience who noticed Krum preparing to go out forgot about Krum's power for a moment and exclaimed, "Krum, don't stop, there is hell ahead!")

"Brother! How dare you go out!" A hooded wizard knocked Krum back into the carriage. "Didn't your guide tell you?"

(The Weasleys exclaim, "Percy!")

(They were all surprised. Based on Ron's age, Percy should have graduated a long time ago.)

"No." Krum, who recognized this face, fell back and sat on the seat.

The red-haired wizard gasped, took out a bottle of spray from his arms, and quickly sprayed it on his face and the room.

"Hopefully they won't smell it. Hello, my name is Percy Weasley. What is your name?"

"Victor Krum, who are they?" Krum raised his eyebrows.

"Witch, an adult witch who is over 17 years old." Percy said with unconcealable fear on his face, "What kind of world is this?"

"The most reliable guide has also fallen. Doesn't he know that a new wizard like you is equivalent to a naked little white sheep?"

"I'll make a long story short. You must be from the Muggle world."

"You may think this is luck at first, but you have to understand that they want not only your virginity, but also your magic."

"There are too many wizards from the Muggle world who have repeated their grades because of this, and have to struggle in the contradictory spiral of selling themselves to pay for tuition and accumulating magic power."