I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world

Ian did everything he could. After working inside and outside for a long time, his stomach was growling at this moment.

He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. It was already past one o'clock at noon. He looked back at Eileen who was lying on the bed, and then gently closed the door.

…

He took out pots, pans, and various kitchen utensils from his backpack. Although he had a diesel generator and plenty of fuel, he had no wiring, so he could only choose primitive cooking methods.

He took out ready-made firewood from his infinitely extended backpack, lit a campfire, and set up a simple stove.

Considering that the other party had not eaten for a few days, he planned to make some light and easy-to-digest liquid food, wash rice, boil water, cook porridge, wash vegetables, cut vegetables...

There was a faint smoke, and soon a simple but nutritious pot of egg and vegetable porridge was ready. After simply sprinkling some salt, it was done.

He first served himself a bowl, sat on the ground and ate it, perhaps because he was really hungry, and then added half a bowl before he was full.

After turning around and adding some more water to the pot to make sure it wouldn't dry out, he took out a chair from his backpack.

A man just sat here in a daze, quietly looking out the window at a small piece of land that had been plowed, and thinking about the unconscious woman lying on the bed.

At this moment, he still felt a little guilty in his heart. If this matter had nothing to do with him, even if the woman died, he would not be too entangled. But it happened to be related to him, so he had some trouble with his conscience.

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I don't know how much time passed. Erin's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she opened her eyes. There was no focus in her pupils, and she looked at the white ceiling in confusion.

Where is this?

"hiss--"

She just wanted to sit up, but her body felt weak from not eating for a long time, and she couldn't muster any strength.

"No, why am I lying here?"

Suddenly he seemed to remember something, and he subconsciously groped for his clothes with both hands. He found that they were all intact, and then he felt relieved when he felt for the small-caliber pistol on his waist.

After a few minutes, she still struggled to sit up.

Seeing the spotless floor, the white and clean bed and bedding, and the surrounding walls without any decoration, in the last days, being as smooth as a mirror is the best decoration.

She didn't know how long it had been since she had seen such a clean room, and she couldn't even remember.

Since the fungus outbreak, power and water were cut off, and when the remaining water in the city became a scarce resource, she had never washed her body again, let alone the luxury of cleaning her room.

After carefully looking at the environment of the room, she vaguely heard a sound outside the door, and couldn't help but stand up.

Since the initial chaotic period, the entire world has been dead silent, and the only thing that can be heard is the occasional sound of wind.

In the past, her favorite thing when sleeping was silence. Even the slightest sound would make her very irritable.

Now, what she fears most is silence. She must fully wind up the once priceless mechanical watch and listen to the faint ticking sound before she can fall asleep, so that she can feel that she is still alive.

She stood up, trying hard to keep her balance, and walked out the door step by step.

Holding the door handle and pulling the door open, the sound can be heard more clearly, a bit like the sound of a diesel engine.

…

That's right, after Ian finished his meal and rested for a while, he felt that it was a waste of time just sitting like this, so he successfully connected the power supply to the villa and entered the age of electricity.

At this time, she heard another sound and walked in the direction of the sound, walked through the corridor, and came to another room.

Ian's keen sense had already discovered her presence. Suddenly he turned around and saw Irene standing quietly at the door. His anxious heart was finally relieved.

When he woke up and was able to move freely, it proved that his body was fine.

He said angrily: "You are awake and working when you are hungry. You are the one. This is not a sweatshop. If you don't eat, just tell me."

Considering that the other party was recovering from a serious illness, Ian changed the topic and said:

"Forget it, you go sit on a chair in the living room for a while. I'm making porridge and you'll be able to eat soon."

He also ate up the remaining gruel, so he had no choice but to make another portion.

But this time it was much simpler. After turning on the power in the room, Ian took out the brand new induction cooker he bought at the mall for zero yuan.

Erin's eyes couldn't help but moisten as she looked at the figure cutting things in front of the chopping board.

She has almost forgotten the feeling of being taken care of. She remembers that the last time was the night before the fungus outbreak. She came home from work late at night because her work was too late. Her mother, who had obviously gone to bed to rest, got up and cooked a sumptuous meal for her. night snack.

Thinking of this, the suppressed tears could no longer be held back and burst out of his eyes.

Fortunately, Ian was lowering his head and chopping vegetables at this moment and didn't notice.

She quickly turned around, wiped away her tears, walked silently to the living room, and said 'thank you' in a voice so subtle that only she could hear it.

When she reached the blind spot at the corner of the room, she turned back to look at the busy figure without knowing what she was thinking.

After walking slowly to the living room, she found that the space was obviously large, but there were only a few pieces of furniture.

A low round walnut table, three high-backed chairs, and a mountain of various daily necessities piled in the corner.

Little did he know that these simple pieces of furniture were all the belongings in Ian's backpack.

…

Sitting on the chair, she was just staring at the two spoons on the table in a daze.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ian came out with two pure white ceramic bowls filled with freshly made egg and vegetable porridge.

"Eat."

Ian put the food on the table and sat across from her.

Erin silently picked up her spoon and ate the food in front of her in small bites. Although she was very hungry, she still maintained the elegance in her bones.

During this period, neither of them spoke, just eating their food in silence.

Ian was a man of few words in both this and past lives, but now he was a little curious about what was happening on the other side.

The first time we met, although the other person was as nervous as a quail, at least he was able to communicate. Why did he faint once and then become silent.

In this silent atmosphere, the two of them finished their food quickly.

Just when Ian thought there would be endless silence, Erin finally spoke.

"What are your plans for the future?"

After hearing this, Ian paused slightly, thought for a while and replied:

"I have collected enough supplies here, as you can see, and I plan to open up wasteland for planting. So, even if the world ends, even if I am the only one left, I will still live well."

Can one survive alone?

Erin fell silent again after hearing this.

Fortunately, this time it didn't last long before it was broken by Ian.

"So, how long have you been without eating? Your hypoglycemia is really dangerous today."

Without waiting for the other party to reply, Ian added: "Forget it, let's not talk about this. There may not be too many survivors in this world, so I hope you can take responsibility for your own life, instead of like today."

After thinking for a while, he added:

"I can pay you the reward first. As for the work of plowing the land, don't be too anxious. You just need to complete it in the next two weeks. And as you can see, I have enough supplies here. If you need it, just ask."

This is also the rhetoric that Ian has already thought of.

Whenever I look at the other person's weak, pale face and jet-black hair, I always think of those slender hands full of blood blisters.

Simply, he would do his best to be a good person, even if he had to live and eat for free, raising one more person was nothing to him.

A trace of confusion flashed in Eileen's eyes, and then her voice was a little low: "Don't worry, I will complete my work, and I won't ask for your things in vain..."

Ian rolled his eyes speechlessly, wondering why this silly girl was so stubborn.

But for Ian, who has been single for thirty years in his previous life, what he dislikes the most is guessing a girl's thoughts.

Since the other party has said this, let her go. Anyway, try to arrange some easy things for her to do in the future.

Looking at the dim sky, Ian took the initiative to turn on the small light, considered it and said:

"Actually, there are still many vacant rooms here. If you need, you can choose one to move into."

"No, I have my own home."

It was still a deep voice, but the stubborn mood was more obvious.

But at this moment, Ian felt it was reasonable. After all, a man and a woman were living together in the same room, so it was expected that the other party would not agree.

The reason why Ian still mentioned it was just to tell the other party that he had accepted and recognized her, and hoped that she would not have to work so hard in the rest of her life.

…

He probably found that this atmosphere was really not suitable for chatting, so Ian could only find something else to do for himself.

Classify and summarize various daily necessities, place various foods, and use magic to fill empty containers with pure water.

Erin just sat quietly, watching him as busy as a hamster.

Until the other party brought over a box of items, she, who had been watching the whole process, of course knew what was inside.

Inside are toothpaste, toothbrushes, towels and other toiletries, as well as two 5-liter bottles of purified water, as well as the promised potatoes, salt and other seasonings, onions, eggs and other vegetables that are easy to store, and high-calorie foods such as chocolate and toffee gummies.

The half-person-high suitcase was packed to the brim.

Ian pointed to the bag of luggage and said: "These are all for you, whatever you think, even if you think it is an advance payment."

After a short pause, he continued:

"And I will build a simple water tank next to the room tomorrow. You can come directly to collect the water for washing and cleaning. I will set up drinking water in the house, and you can fill it with bottles at any time when you go back."

"Thank you, I understand. I will come to work on time starting from tomorrow."

Ian looked at the stubborn woman in front of him and was too lazy to say anything. He just waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

Eileen didn't say anything more, she just silently picked up her suitcase and walked towards the door.

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