First Wizarding World War

In this era, there are no real estate agencies in any country. Anyone who wants to sell a house can only register with the real estate bureau established by the government. If you want to buy a house, you can only go to the real estate bureau.

The two parties to the transaction often do not need to meet. The seller only needs to give the real estate bureau a quotation, and the buyer pays the real estate bureau directly and pays taxes to get the real estate certificate.

Charlotte thought for a while, and the sleepiness in his body gradually became irresistible. He didn't even take off his clothes and fell into a hazy dream.

Dark night, long street without lights!

Drifting starlight, whistling long wind.

Charlotte was a little confused. He looked around and didn't understand how he got outside. He was obviously lying on the bed.

"There is a problem."

Charlotte tried to gather bloody glory. In the past ten days, this supernatural power has made some progress. A small vortex has condensed in the center of his eyebrows. A strange energy flows through his body, which makes him feel at ease.

A soft voice suddenly sounded behind him: "You killed me."

Charlotte turned around in surprise and saw a beautiful young lady. Her dress was stained with blood and her face was bruised. She looked very embarrassed. She remembered the murder case in the daytime and asked, "Are you Mrs. Yang Mills?"

The young lady couldn't help laughing. It was a little weird in the night. She asked faintly, "Don't you even remember who I am? You let my husband kill me, don't you feel any guilt?"

A delicate hand rested on Sherlock's shoulder. The young lady leaned against his face, exhaled cold air, and said: "Don't you think you should compensate me?"

Charlotte smiled slightly, very calmly, and said: "You are not Mrs. Yang Mills, otherwise you should have found out that you recognized the wrong person."

A sweet laugh full of resentment rang in her ears, and the young lady shouted wildly: "Do you still want to shirk responsibility? Pretend not to know me. Please go to hell with me and relive the beautiful scenery we once had together."

Charlotte closed his eyes, and the bloody glory poured into his fist. He punched out and collided with an unknown object. He clearly felt that his fist had the upper hand and knocked something away.

Charlotte said faintly in a voice that only he could hear: "It turns out that in the dream, I am still Huang Haisheng!"

He had long discovered that he was in a dream.

Because his appearance has returned to the previous life, with black hair and black eyes, and white and weak hands.

The bloody glory belongs to the evil energy!

There are many kinds of evil energy, but each one comes from the origin of the soul.

Dreams will block pure physical energy, but will not block the evil energy from the soul.

Although Bloody Glory has just awakened and his cultivation is very shallow, it is not weakened at all because it is a dream.

A voice shouted angrily: "You are actually a transcendent?"

Charlotte still closed her eyes, performed a gentleman's salute, and said with a smile: "Yes!"

"Damn it!"

Charlotte felt her body sink, opened her eyes, and saw the ceiling of the bedroom.

He jumped up and opened the window. There was a carriage parked across the street. There was a lantern hanging on the carriage, which illuminated the street dimly.

Charlotte jumped calmly and jumped out of the window.

After two lives, he tried free fall from the height of the fourth floor for the first time. He was not afraid of the whistling wind in his ears.

Bloody Glory infused his legs, making his legs as powerful as an antelope. He landed on the ground, squatted slightly, and relieved the impact of jumping from a high place, and walked elegantly to the carriage across the street.

Charlotte smiled and said, "It is very impolite to break into other people's dreams casually. Can you tell me who you are?"

A young girl's voice came from the carriage, and she said in a panic, "What did you say? I'm just passing by, please get out of the way."

Charlotte whispered, "I didn't block your way. If you don't want to say anything, I won't force you. If you want to know about Mrs. Yang Mills' death, I am willing to answer all your questions."

The young girl in the carriage whispered after a long time, "Sorry, it seems that I really recognized the wrong person. Sir, please get in the car."

The carriage door opened a crack slightly. Charlotte did not hesitate, opened the door, and stepped into the carriage in one step.

The carriage needs to be towed by horses, and the wheels are very high, which makes the carriage much higher than the cars of later generations. Ordinary people need to use pedals to get on and off freely.

If Charlotte can step on it calmly in one step, she must be a first-class warrior with first-class physical fitness, or an extraordinary person, or both.

There was a young girl in the carriage. She was wearing a long skirt and a homely look. She had a delicate appearance and wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. Her fair face was calm, but her slightly flushed earlobes and the dagger hidden in her hand gave away her true identity.

"Charlotte Mecklen, graduated from the University of Sheffield, works in the General Office of the Central Government, and is a first-level extraordinary person." The brief introduction broke the awkwardness and relieved the girl's uneasiness and put away some hostility.

She whispered, "Anne Breton, third year at Gorgias University. In her first year, she became a dream walker."

Charlotte paid a little attention to the surname Brittany. This surname was noble and extraordinary, but it was obviously inappropriate to ask anything in this situation. He smiled and said, "Gorgias University is the university I once dreamed of."

Anne de Breton obviously didn't know how to deal with this kind of out-of-character conversation, and said softly: "Sheffield University is also a good university."

Charlotte smiled and said: "Every university is a good university."

This is an indisputable nonsense.

The university of this era is not the ocean of knowledge of the simple education of later generations, but a place of blessing from the gods.

There are nine gods in charge of the era, but only four of the gods' believers founded universities. Each university is the highest institution of mankind, and each university cultivates the sons of God.

Anne agreed with this sentence, and unknowingly led Charlotte astray in the rhythm of the conversation.

"I am very sad about this, but I am not familiar with Mrs. Young Mills. Mr. Young Mills must have misunderstood his wife, which led to the tragedy."

"If you go to the General Office of the Central Government to investigate, you can easily find out that I have been on vacation in Senis recently and just came back a few days ago."

Anne de Breton hesitated and said, "I believe Mr. Mecklen, I misunderstood you."

Charlotte smiled slightly. He used a very common rhetoric in later generations, using irrelevant but indisputable facts to prove a result thousands of miles away. Many people believe that indisputable fact, but will subconsciously ignore that it has nothing to do with the result.