People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning.

Chapter 95 Two Different People

Bajir didn't even want to say that your daughter was stupid. It was obvious that if she just asked the professors of other colleges, she would know Rafar's real purpose - to completely destroy the two colleges.

But she mistakenly thought that she was helping Rafar train outstanding villain students so that evil could defeat good.

Thus, a story that was seven parts true and three parts false began to emerge from Bagir's mouth.

"I did come from the School of Law for Good Demons. But I didn't really get there either."

"My mentor is Ryan, the dean of Shan College."

"Hush, maybe you want to say that the story book records that the younger twin brother Rafar couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted to kill his brother."

"In the end, Ryan survived and became the president of the Good Devil Law School."

“But history is written by the victors.”

"The one who survived was Rafael. He thought Ryan was completely dead. So he used the identity of his brother Ryan to corrupt the charity from within the school."

"But Ryan didn't die completely. He fell into the real world. His remaining soul remained in a tattered diary."

"After you tell me your origins, you will completely disappear."

"But as the former head of the charity house, he still has connections with the [Storyteller]."

“So, in the diary, you can see the story it wrote.”

"That includes everything that's happening in the academy right now."

"My daughter too!" the shopkeeper interrupted. "Is she okay? She's in a charity."

When she heard that her daughter would go to school at the evil Rafar's school, she could no longer listen quietly.

Bajir shrugged. "Nowadays, the charity house is not that good. If you fail three times, you will be turned into a talking teapot, a rat, or even worse."

The shop owner covered his mouth, tears about to overflow.

The emotion of worrying about his daughter burst out, and for a moment it even overwhelmed the suction of Bagir's [Encouragement] talent.

"But fortunately, she entered the Evil House." Bajir comforted, "The Evil House is not that cruel. She is not allowed to kill before graduation. And the humans in the real world are called readers in the fairy tale world. They are all very talented."

"Your daughter is very outstanding, and now she has become the dean of the evil house."

The shop owner gritted his teeth and said, "It must be that bastard Rafar who did this."

But she was a little proud, "As expected of Leonora."

Bajir said seriously, "Okay, the story is over. Now you should know my purpose."

The shopkeeper nodded, "You want to go to the Good Demon Law School and set things right."

"You should know the solution." Bagir said firmly.

"Three conditions are required," the shop owner said seriously. "First, you need to know about the existence of SGE. The more detailed the better."

"Second, location. There is a distance between the fairy tale world and the real world. And Gavalden, as for our village, is the closest to SGE."

“Third, a strong desire to go to SGE, believing in fairy tales and rejecting the real world.”

"As long as these three conditions are met, you will find that one day the sky will turn blood red. A black fog with scarlet eyes will take you away from home. Go to the magic academy."

"In fact, there is a girl named Sophie in our village who almost meets the requirements. She just needs me to tell her about the existence of SGE."

"I wanted to contact my daughter through her."

"But now, I don't need it anymore."

Basil suddenly thought, "If it's Hermione, she probably won't meet this condition."

"Her first thought must have been no."

"Why did I suddenly think of her?"

He ruffled his hair and stood up.

He said to the woman in front of him, "Okay. Do you want me to give your daughter a message?"

"Tell her that I love her. She is my proudest treasure." The owner lowered his head to hide his tears.

"Okay." The power of the Illusion Spell and the Breath-Suppressing Spell emerged again.

Cover Bajir's body.

In the eyes of the shop owner, he simply disappeared into thin air.

"Where exactly could it be?" Bagir said to himself.

Could it be that silly girl Sophie?
Her stepmother was actually very kind to her. She tolerated Sophie's spending habits even though she had two biological sons. She would also think of letting her go first when there was a vacancy in the factory.

But she always remembered her mother's last words, "Always remember how special you are. You will change the world one day. You will live your life happily."

He kept saying that he wanted to do great things and was unwilling to drop out of school and work in a factory.

Then, in a fit of anger, he ran away from home.

Agatha cried and begged her, giving up her bottom line - promising Sophie to put makeup on her and help her talk to her stepmother, but nothing could stop her.

If I wasn't lucky, I would have been taken away by the Black Mist Wolf and Hairy Skeleton Bird sent by SGE.

For a girl like her who is fair-skinned, beautiful, and powerless to protect herself, one can imagine what will happen to her.

In the basement, Ahegao and Biye had a relatively good ending.

"My lord, don't forget your greatest advantage." The system elf Riddle saw the master's worries and appeared at the right time to remind him.

"That's right." Bagir flicked his index finger, and the water vapor condensed into a mirror. Inside was a young man with red lips and white teeth, who was a hundred times more handsome than King Arthur's son Tedros.

If the system components are with her, it might be a good thing.

She was afraid that if he asked her a few questions casually, she would confess everything.
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"I'm going to find him! He is my prince!" Sophie looked at the photo at the top of the sky blue tapestry in the club space, her eyes almost tearing.

A week ago, she was still a fool who enjoyed being a brave person with extreme beauty and elegance, destined to change the world.

But she has no goals, lives a mediocre life and has no ambition to make progress.

Not working hard for my dreams.

I just stayed with Agatha all day, and while completing my studies, I taught myself fashion design and makeup.

But on an ordinary night, while she was sleeping, dressed in gorgeous formal attire, with a large group of soldiers below casting burning gazes at her, the whole world collapsed.

The magnificent dome shattered, and streams of white mist poured in.

She suddenly realized that she was in a dream, but she did not wake up.

After realizing this, the fog gradually faded away and a large round room appeared in front of her.

The dome ceiling is painted with stars, and the dark blue carpet below is also covered with stars.

The windows were arched, and the walls were hung with blue and bronze silks.

There are statues of eagles on the load-bearing columns close to the wall, with lighted candles on their heads.

The cabinets and bookshelves along the wall are also carved with eagles.

In the middle of the house, on a round carpet, there are two sofas with the same color and pattern as the carpet and a high-back chair, and next to the sofas are two low tables.

At the center is an octagonal table, on which are placed an exquisite teapot, a chessboard, and a strange prop made of many copper-yellow metal circles that keep rotating irregularly with a blue ball in the middle.

And right in front of her was a fireplace burning with bright yellow flames.

Behind her, in a huge alcove, almost as tall as the room, was a marble statue of a woman wearing a crown and flowing robes.

At the lower right side of the statue, there is an exquisitely crafted piano.

Looking at the book "A History of Magic" by Bathilda Bagshot on the bookshelf, "This is definitely not something I could have imagined." Sophie confirmed, "Bathilda Bagshot, Bagshot, this weird last name, it's more like something Agatha made up."

"Although I don't know who Agatha is, I'm very interested in you. My vice president." A woman who looked like a bitch appeared out of nowhere on the sofa.

But her voice was very soft, like that of a little girl speaking in a pretentious manner.

"You don't seem to know magic, so why did the Witch Club choose you as the vice president? Have you not yet awakened your witch bloodline?"

"My name is Madison, welcome to Hogwarts, well, even though it's only the Ravenclaw common room."

Sophie was very excited: "I'm not a witch! I'm a princess! Let me put it this way, I'm a good person, you know what I mean!"

"I have fluffy golden hair and a pretty face. Of course, you're not bad either. How can we be witches?"

"A little girl who's still reading fairy tales." Madison rolled her eyes, an expression that would have been ugly on a normal person, but it made her even more charming.

Her face seemed to be born to have a bad expression. Full of aggression.

"When I say witch, I don't mean the old witch with a hunchback, long nose, pimple face and thinning hair in fairy tales. I mean a woman who can do magic. In your words, a princess."

“I knew it!” Sophie waved her fist happily. “I was born to do great things!”

"Are you also a fashion designer? Your clothes are very beautiful. I've never seen such a style before. But they reveal too much."

"Design?" Madison rolled her eyes again. "I'm a star. From Hollywood. I don't need to compete with designers for work."

"Hollywood? Stars? What's that?" Sophie wondered.

Madison said with a sour face, "Let's not talk about this for now. You are the vice president. Start the club activities for me now."

"Remember not to choose Quidditch. You're a Muggle, and I don't even know if I'm a wizard."

"Answer the questions, dance, and herbs will be fine."

"Not even herbs. What if it's mandrake? The sound of it can kill you."

Sophie was puzzled. "What is a club activity? I'm not stupid. What is Quidditch?"

"This is it!" Madison reached out and a book flew into her hand.

She slammed the book into Sophie's hands.

"It's the centerpiece of this lounge. Show me!"

"You know, I have longed for the magic in Harry Potter for a long time. But only the president and vice president can start club activities. Only when club activities are started can there be club coins. Only with club coins can magic be purchased."

It seemed that she had been patient for a long time. She was so good-tempered before, just because she wanted something from Sophie.

Sophie wasn't angry, however, "Really? You can buy magic!"

She also began to read it impatiently.

"What's this!"

A screen of light appeared in front of her.

Madison urged, "The book is just a medium. It's only needed for the first time. Just turn the page, facing the screen in front of you. Use your hands or your mind, hurry up! I've been waiting for five years, since I was a little girl."

"I was so into reading Harry Potter that I didn't even have time to find a boyfriend!"

Sophie pouted. "Neither do I. Okay, let me see."

"I really just have to think about it."

"Is this a store that sells magic? Legendary cards, epic cards, gold coins, fog cards, Buffy's Brain Refresher (medium), Weasley Fireworks Blind Box. What are these?"

"1000 gold coins for only 40 club badges? What are club coins (Madison: Club badge skills are club coins, idiot!)?"

"Let me see. Club activities: Herbs, Dance, Quidditch, Quiz. You choose quiz, right?"

After Sophie "pressed" the button to start the club activity, the two of them disappeared.

Appeared in an empty classroom.

Before she could prepare, the question and options automatically appeared on the blackboard.

1/20
1. Which of the following is not a Horcrux of Voldemort?

A. Nagini

B. Slytherin's Locket
C. Elder Wand

D. Ravenclaw's Diadem

"Choose C!" Madison prompted.

"C," Sophie said. On option C, a picture of her and Madison flashed by.

After answering 20 questions.

They returned to the dome room they had been in before.

Each person received 60 club badges.

Madison spent 60 directly to exchange for an epic card that glowed purple.

The card merged into her body.

"What kind of magic is this?" Sophie asked excitedly.

"Summon the unicorn." Madison waved her hand, and it seemed as if a ray of bright moonlight was shining into the room.

A tall, snow-white horse emitting silver light and with a single horn on its forehead appeared on the spot.

"So beautiful!" Sophie couldn't help but step forward.

"Too bad it's not magic," Madison said, trying to suppress a smile.

Next, Sophie also redeemed the epic card.

Only what she got was magic.

In the true sense of the word.

Hurricane spell.

"What's going on?" Sophie was surprised to find that the tip of her right index finger was glowing red.

She seemed to be able to create a storm just by waving it.

But Madison's fingers didn't glow.

It's completely different from her, the cards exchanged are obviously the same.

"Yes, we are completely different." Madison narrowed her eyes. "In the novel, beginners like us should need a wand to cast spells. There are indeed unicorns in it, but the Summoning Spell (the Summoning Spell, translated differently) generally cannot summon living objects. The only magical creatures that can be summoned are non-intelligent ones like the Flobberworm and the Horkrup."

"The only exception is Newt summoning the Niffler. There is no such thing as me summoning a unicorn in the novel in my form."

"When I summon, it feels the same as when I control objects with my mind."

"What is this novel you keep talking about? A fairy tale? Who is Harry Potter? Is he famous?" Sophie was puzzled.

"You haven't seen Harry Potter?" Madison was shocked. "Which remote village are you from? Don't you even have internet?"

"Network?" Sophie bit her lip. "Fishing? Our Gavalden is not a fishing village. I haven't seen one yet."

"Even third world countries have the Internet! I'm talking about computers, a kind of machine--" Madison wanted to describe it, but she didn't know how to say it. "What's wrong with you!"

"Wait, are we in different worlds?" Sophie's eyes seemed to light up. "Since you read books, you must have read The Wizard of Oz and Peter Pan. Maybe inside you and me there is a world similar to the Emerald City and Neverland."

(End of this chapter)