Chapter 3 Password
When Kewen conveyed his thoughts to 'Through the Rubik's Cube', he quickly got a response.
However, the result left him speechless.
The Rubik's Cube did travel through the world according to his ideas, but there was a small error.
Because in the "Harry Potter world" that Cowen envisioned, there is no way to solve his problems.
Therefore, after crossing the Rubik's Cube, he calibrated another parallel world by himself, and finally, Cowen was sent to this parallel world of 'Harry Potter'.
And in this world, there is a solution to Kewen's problems.
...
With this explanation, what can Kewen say?
He could only smile bitterly.
After all, the Rubik's Cube did the right thing. The current world does have elements of the 'Harry Potter world' and elements to solve his problems.
After smiling bitterly for a long time, Kewen finally sighed helplessly.
The matter has come to this point, the 'Harry Potter world' where he has grown up for seven years can only go to the future.
His current priority is to solve the problem of the sequelae of reading.
However, he asked the Rubik's Cube again, what specific solutions exist in this world.
This time, he didn't get a detailed answer. The Rubik's Cube just confirmed that the world could be solved, but he didn't know how to solve it. That would require Kewen to find and find out on his own.
No way, Kewen had to end the exchange.
Just then the door opened, and five wizards entered the room one after another.
The Chief Inspector, the Recorder, the Overseer, and two Ministry of Magic agents who provided force vigilance.
Except for the two detectives, the other three sat directly across the table across from Cowen.
"Tell me your information."
The presiding judge opened the file folder, took out a pen from his pocket and put it in the file folder.
The pen stood upright on its own,
A look that automatically writes down at any time.
"No more quills..." Kewen murmured with emotion.
"Oh?" The presiding judge smiled slightly: "You also know the quill pen. It seems that you are indeed familiar with our wizards, but now is not the time to chat, young man, tell us your identity information."
"Cowen Quinn."
Kewen sighed secretly, and then said, "I... may have been deceived by my master."
"Have you been deceived by your master?"
The presiding judge was slightly stunned, and said inexplicably, "What deceived you?"
Kewen's brain was running fast, and he thought of the script in an instant, so he began to nonsense: "I was raised by a master who taught me magic knowledge and told me that he was the dean of the 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry'. It's called Albus Dumbledore."
"This year, I was a teacher, and the teacher asked me to leave 'Hogwarts' to see the world outside."
"However, I found that the teacher did not give me any identification, which made it difficult for me to move in the outside world, so I planned to go back to the teacher to help me solve the problem of identification, and the result..."
Kewen sighed with a lost soul: "I found out that I was deceived by my teacher. No one in the outside world knows 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry', and no one knows who Albus Dumbledore is."
"but me……"
Kewen sighed: "I can't find my way back either..."
When Kewen finished speaking, the five wizards in the room couldn't help looking at each other in surprise.
After a long while, the presiding judge chuckled and said to Kewen, "Looking at your appearance, you are from the East, right? Stop making fun of us and be honest, who are you?"
Kewen was slightly stunned, but he didn't fool him?
He didn't believe in evil, and immediately said with an anxious expression: "What I said is true! If you don't believe me, you can investigate it! I have no identity in the outside world!"
"We've investigated and we don't really have any identifying information about you."
The presiding judge sat back with arms folded, his expression impatient.
He looked at Kewen, and then smiled to the recorder beside him: "This kid is very slippery, I guess he doesn't need some tricks, we can't ask anything."
The others nodded.
At this time, the supervisor said flatly: "Try again one last time."
The presiding judge nodded and then said to Kewen: "Oriental, you don't have the servility of those two small island nations, look at your spirited appearance, Chinese, right?"
Kewen was slightly stunned.
"Don't play tricks on me again!" The presiding judge threatened in a tone: "If you don't cooperate any more, there will be nothing to wait for you! So tell me, Chinese?!"
Kewen hesitated for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgment.
"Then what's your real name?" the presiding judge asked again.
"Cowen Quinn."
In this world, Kewen couldn't say his real name, so he said frankly: "This is really my name!"
The presiding judge pushed the table irritably, pushed back the chair and got up.
As he walked out, he said, "The detective is watching him here, let's get in touch."
The supervisor and the recorder got up at the same time and left the room.
Kewen was a little inexplicable. He looked at the two wizards who had already drawn out their wands, and had to wait quietly.
About half an hour later, the three who had left came back, followed by an oriental man.
"Zhao, that's the kid."
The presiding judge did not take his seat, but pointed directly to Kewen and said to the man surnamed Zhao.
The man surnamed Zhao nodded, then turned on the tablet, took a photo of Kewen, and called up the program to start the search.
After half a day, no information was retrieved. The man surnamed Zhao looked at Kewen in surprise, and then said to the presiding judge, "Without his citizen information, he is not ours."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then the presiding judge stepped forward, put his hands on the table, looked down at Kewen with a sense of oppression and said, "Boy! Who are you?"
Although Kewen can continue to make up nonsense, there are some things he is not allowed to change.
Therefore, he put away the false expression on his face and said solemnly: "I was born in China, but I left my hometown when I was young, so I didn't leave any identity records."
"young people……"
The man surnamed Zhao was a little helpless. He raised the tablet in his hand, shook his head and said, "As long as the citizens of China have files since birth, my retrieval software is idiosyncratic, and I use some unscientific methods. technology, all citizen information can be retrieved.”
Putting down the tablet, the man surnamed Zhao looked helplessly at Kewen, shook his head again and said, "You can't say that you haven't taken pictures since you were a child, right? Even if there is a baby picture, my software can detect and verify you. , so... young people, please don't pretend to be our citizens and discredit our country outside."
Kewen opened his mouth, he was speechless.
At this time, he finally felt the helplessness of the previous 'rubik's cube user'. No wonder the other party was chased by the state after crossing into the 'urban type' world...
In desperation, Kewen had no choice but to test a sentence: "Palace Yuye Wine?"
The face of the man surnamed Zhao turned dark: "Little bastard! It's out of date!"
Kewen hurriedly continued: "My fetish is a legal loli with white hair and a maid outfit with black silk!"
The expression of the man surnamed Zhao was twisted for a moment, and the salty wetness that was about to come out was instantly put away.
He coughed awkwardly and reprimanded solemnly: "Nonsense! How can you gather people's hearts if you don't have huge breasts!"
"How can an uneven chest bring peace to the world!?" Kewen immediately refuted.
"Whoever wins the heart will win the world!" The man surnamed Zhao roared the general.
Kewen blinked and couldn't help laughing: "Leader, is this all right now?"
"Cough cough..."
The man surnamed Zhao waved his hands to the five wizards a little embarrassedly: "Sorry, that's fine, everyone, his identity may need further investigation."
"No need for Zhao."
The presiding judge looked indifferent, shook his head and refused: "It's already obvious, isn't it? Don't forget, there is a place in the world where people come from various countries, and most of them have no identity in the outside world. information."
The man surnamed Zhao frowned seriously, and he asked Kewen solemnly: "Young man, tell me, are you from the island?"
"No." Kewen shook his head.
The man surnamed Zhao sighed: "Young man, I hope you can cooperate with me. The country can only protect real citizens."
Kewen shook his head in embarrassment, he really has no identity in this world.
With another sigh, the man surnamed Zhao said to the presiding judge, "My opinion is still the same. The identity of this young man still needs further investigation."
"No need, you have to work hard."
The presiding judge narrowed his eyes slightly. He stared at Ke Wen and said, "Your Excellency can go back. Next, it's our own workflow, sending our friend Zhao off."
When the words fell, the supervisor immediately stepped forward with a look of refusal, raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation to the man surnamed Zhao.
The man surnamed Zhao gave Kewen one last look, and after receiving no response, he had to walk out of the room with a regretful expression.
As soon as the door closed, the presiding judge immediately instructed the two detectives: "Since you don't know what to do, you can show him some color, grab his soul directly, read his memory, be careful, don't destroy the legacy memory."
The two detectives stepped forward immediately, and the wands in their hands glowed one after another.
Kewen was surprised for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to be so direct.
He won't sit still.
Although now because of the sequelae of reading, he is forced to concentrate all the time, so he can't release those magics that take too long.
But there are countless magics he knows, and there are even more instant magics.
Therefore, in the face of the curse that was about to be fired by the agents, Kewen couldn't help snorting coldly and his eyes narrowed slightly.
After he became the hero of the 'high elves', he got a large number of magic books exclusive to the 'high elves'.
Among them, there is magic specifically for magicians.
Therefore, between Kewen's thoughts, two 'spell countermeasures' were imposed on the two wizard guards.
In an instant, two muffled hums appeared, and then developed into two screams...
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