Hogwarts: The Book of Laws

Two or three days later, Lean came out of the box world. During this time, he has been smelting alloys in the box world and recording various properties of the metal.

Different alloys can be produced with different proportions, not to mention adding multiple metals.

After repeating the work for two or three days, Lien became a little unhappy. His original intention was to go on a trip, not to conduct material experiments, not to mention Anderson, a tool dragon. In order to recreate the floating city in his memory, he is now working extremely hard.

Even the boring work of testing materials one by one was done quietly and interestingly, and I was very happy.

After leaving the box world, Lien couldn't help but take a deep breath. It is still too difficult to build a floating city by oneself. Just testing the weapons on the floating city has made me so exhausted. If I really start building it, wouldn't it really cost me my life?

This incident also strengthened Li En's idea of ​​​​cultivating a fourth primary school.

"By the way, Hermione also needs to send some books." Lean said while holding his chin.

It would be better to send the book that records the ancient Egyptian magic circle and the books harvested in the Stone Forest first, so that even if Dumbledore discovers it, he will have an excuse.

As soon as he thought of it, Lien summoned Pais. During this period of time, Pais has been traveling between Lean and Hogwarts. The constant flying has given Pais a full training, and now he looks completely different from before.

Its piercing eyes and discolored fur make Pais look more and more like a speedster.

After handing the book to Pais and letting it be delivered to Hermione, Lean began to travel slowly.

He cast an invisibility spell on himself, then flew into the sky and followed the originally planned route.

Flying has always been one of mankind's greatest desires. Perhaps because he has been standing on the ground since he was born, when a person stands in the air and overlooks the entire earth, he will always be shocked involuntarily.

Although Lien had learned the flying technique for a long time, this was the first time he was flying in the air and overlooking the entire world like today.

Because he was flying in a straight line, Lien didn't need to expend much energy on controlling the direction. Therefore, at this time, Lien devoted most of his energy to appreciating the scenery below.

However, it is a pity that he was not able to fulfill the bold promise made by the little wizard at Hogwarts back then - to fly with the plane.

After flying for about four or five hours, the scenery below could no longer attract any attention from Lean. No matter how delicious something is, it will feel tasteless when you are full. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will feel ordinary once you are used to it.

Reen is probably in this state now.

After circling for a while, Li En found a small town, but Li En was not sure which country it belonged to. To be honest, after flying for so long, he no longer had the concept of distance.

It's a small town, one street from end to end. Those shops were all renovated by residents using their own facades, and then opened for business directly. The residents here are basically acquaintances, and they say they are opening a shop, but in fact it is no different from bartering.

You brought me a bottle of soy sauce, and I went to your place to bring two handfuls of vegetables. This is generally how life goes.

Moreover, after Lien observed for a long time, he found that most of the people in this town were middle-aged and elderly people in their forties and above. As for the young people in their teens and twenties, he did not see any young people.

They don't want to stay in such a small place that everyone is familiar with, and they all go to big cities to pursue a better life.

Rean landed outside the town, took out a backpack from his traceless stretch bag, and put some outdoor adventure equipment in it. Then he changed out of his wizard robe and put on a jacket, messing around with it. My hair makes me look more like an ordinary traveler.

He even stuffed a diary into his backpack to record the things he encountered along the way.

This was an idea that Lean had accidentally had before. Perhaps recording his adventures along the way would yield some unexpected gains.

Well, actually, wherever he went, Rean would write letters to Hermione, telling some of the things he encountered during his adventures, and now, he just transferred those words to his notebook.

After getting everything ready, Lien tightened the straps of his backpack and strode towards the town.

Before entering the town, Lien was looked at by two old men. Residents in the town rarely see outsiders, let alone people like Lien who look very professional at first sight.

"What is your name, where are you from, and what are you doing in our town?"

One of the old men spoke, his eyes full of vigilance. Another old man's hand quietly touched a brick on the ground next to him.

No young people have come to St. Angus town for a long time. Even their children only come back to stay for a day or two during Christmas. Otherwise, their voices can only be heard on the phone.

Now a foreign visitor suddenly came, no wonder the two old people were wary.

"My name is Ryan Zell, I am an explorer from China. I am traveling around the world, and it was just an accident that I came here. I want to go into the town to replenish my food and rest for two days. "

Lean said half-truthfully, traveling around the world is true, supplementing food is true, resting for two days is also true, but the explorer is false.

But this is not a big deal. You can't tell the old men "I am a wizard and I am traveling." Can you, then you will be regarded as a fool?

"I need to see your ID." The old man was still very cautious and made a very normal request.

Of course, Rean was well prepared. He had asked Dumbledore to get the documents long before.

He showed the certificate to the old man. The old man took it suspiciously, then looked at it carefully. He also raised Lean's photo on the certificate to the same level as Lean's head, checked it left and right, and finally confirmed that Lean was an officially certified explorer.

"Welcome to St. Angus, sorry for being like that. In fact, no outsiders have been in the town for several years."

The old man who interrogated Lien said apologetically, and then returned the certificate to Lien. After a while, he seemed to feel a little embarrassed, so he took Lean into the town.

The residents in the town all knew each other, and suddenly they saw the old man bringing a strange young man in, and they all started asking half-jokingly, half-questioning questions.

"Old Moore, is this a relative of yours? He's really good-looking. I don't know how many little girls will be fascinated by him in the future." This was said by an aunt wearing a plaid coat and a black hairpin on her head.

"Old Moore, which relative of yours is here to visit you?" This was said by an old man with gray hair and beard.

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Along the way, Old Moore introduced all the shops in the town. At the same time, the identity of Traveler Lien was also spread in the town.

"Old Moore, thank you. I'll go shopping by myself for a while. I'll go back to your house for dinner in the evening." Lean said to Old Moore.

All the residents in the town know each other and have their own houses. In addition, no outsiders have entered in recent years, so naturally there is no such thing as a hotel. So Old Moore asked him to have dinner at his house and stay overnight. Of course, Rean would pay, and it was considered a B\u0026B.

After listening to Lien's words, Old Moore nodded. He, an old man stuck in a corner, and a young man like Lien, who travels all over the world, will most likely have nothing to talk about.

However, it might be a good idea to listen to Lien tell some interesting anecdotes from his travels, so that he can have something to show off to his old friend. After leaving, Old Moore thought silently.

Lean walked in the middle of the street, and from time to time, one or two glances came from both sides of the street.

After walking, Lean came to the end of the street. At the end of the street was a dilapidated hut, with an old man wearing patched clothes sitting at the door.

No, perhaps clothes made of patches would be more accurate.

People around him would occasionally say hello to him, and he would politely return the greeting and then stop talking. The people around him were not surprised and just talked to themselves.

Li En became interested, but he did not act rashly. Instead, he took a deep look at the old man and turned around to leave.

After buying some dry food and condiments in the store, Lien arrived at Old Moore's home carrying large and small bags.

Old Moore's home is on the third floor of a shop, or in other words, this building belongs to their family. There is a grocery store on the first floor. The door is just open. Anyone who needs something can come and get it. Just put the money in the box.

Every month, Old Moore would drive his agricultural machinery to a small town dozens of kilometers away to purchase goods. Most of the shops in the town are like this, only those selling vegetables grow their own.

The second floor is the utility room, which is filled with all kinds of sundries. The third floor was Old Moore's home, but since Old Moore hadn't come back yet, Lien had no choice but to put the things he bought and his backpack at Old Moore's door, leaving a note by the way.

Then, Lean began to inquire about the old man at the end of the street in the town.

Perhaps it was because Lean was an outsider, so it was okay to tell him, or perhaps he wanted to use this news to get some outside stories from Lean, so several old ladies surrounded Lean, and then started talking in all directions. Let’s talk about that old man.

After an hour of repeated bombings, Li En finally figured out the whole thing from these aunts.

The old man's name was Charles Allen, and he was an experienced hunter. More than fifty years ago, it was World War II. The raging war has broken order, and the most intuitive manifestation in the town is the lack of various supplies.

Charles, who was only in his twenties at the time, couldn't help but feel hungry, so he picked up a shotgun and prepared to try his luck in the forest.

Perhaps Goddess Luck opened her eyes and glanced at Charles. He gained extraordinarily richly on that trip. The residents of the town also had a rare taste of meat, which was unimaginable during the war.

After that, a hunting team was organized in the town to hunt in the nearby forest.

The residents of the town also lived a comfortable life for a while.

However, the good times did not last long, everyone was hungry, and it was not just the small town residents who came up with the hunting method.

Large-scale hunting has made suitable prey increasingly scarce in the forest, causing wolves to frequently attack hunting teams.

At first, the wolves only threatened and took away the prey left by the hunters, but then the meat became less and less, and the wolves began to attack the hunters.

The battle between man and wolf became more and more intense until one night, a pack of wolves raided the town. After a period of experience, Charles has become the captain of the hunting team.

The moment he heard the howl of the wolf, Charles woke up from the bed, picked up his shotgun, and looked calmly out the window.

The rest of the houses in the town also closed their doors and windows, and the hunters also picked up their shotguns and aimed out the windows.

These aunties didn't know what happened during this period. When they came out of the house, they only saw a few corpses lying on the ground and wolf corpses all over the ground.

But Charles was kneeling next to a corpse. The corpse did not have claw wounds like the other corpses, but several bullet holes.

So it was clear that Charles accidentally killed the man.

But to be honest, it is difficult to criminalize this situation through law, and it is during the world war, so no one will pay attention to the death of a person in a remote town.

Countless people die every day in the world, let alone during a war.

The family members of the deceased also expressed understanding for Charles, but this understanding made Charles blame himself very much. Three days later, the family prepared to move away, but were killed by wolves on the way.

Charles, who blamed himself, resigned from his position as captain of the hunting team and has been immersed in grief since then.

A conscientious person, if he realizes that he has made a mistake, will feel pain and self-blame. This is the punishment given to him by God-a punishment other than hard labor.

After listening, Li En thought for a while, then said goodbye to the aunts with a smile.

It's getting late. In a self-sufficient town like this, bedtime is usually very early, and dinner time is also very early. It's probably dinner time around five o'clock.

Back at Old Moore's house, the things at the door were gone. It must be that Old Moore is back.

Lean was about to reach out and knock on the door, but he didn't expect that the door was only ajar and not completely closed.

Opening the door and walking in, a relatively dilapidated house came into view. The coating on the walls has begun to peel off, exposing the red bricks inside; the windows are also old style, with some patterns on them; the tables and chairs are now uneven, and they can only be padded with cardboard to keep them stable.

"Ah, Zell, is that you?" Old Moore's voice came from the kitchen.

"Old Moore, it's me."

"Please sit down for a while. In addition, put your bags and purchases in the room on the far right. That is the room you will stay in tonight. It used to be my grandson's, but it is a pity that he has not been back for several years."