Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

That day, Robert received a letter.

The letter was from the grandma, telling him that because his grandpa was really annoyed by his problems, he finally decided to give up the job.

Robert was confused when he received the letter.

What did I do? Didn’t I just ask more questions?

Is he willing to answer any questions agreed upon?

But this grandma also gave a solution.

After all, some of the knowledge in the wizarding world couldn't perfectly fit with the inheritance of the mysterious master, and she couldn't explain some things clearly, so she found a master for Robert.

Let Robert get along well with that master.

get along?

How to get along?

Subconsciously looking at the small box that came with the letter, Robert picked it up and looked up and down, but couldn't find a place to open it.

I tried to input some magic power, and a line of blue text appeared on it.

Robert was stunned for a moment, that line of words turned out to be a riddle.

"Whatever lives is dead."

The magic output stops and the text disappears.

After thinking for a while, he entered the magic power again, and the text appeared again.

"Whatever dies is alive."

Robert was confused, what is this?

Retype the magic again and more words pop up.

"Whatever is born is death, and death is life."

Robert looked confused.

No matter how much he fiddled with the box, it no longer displayed text.

After thinking for a while, Robert said to the box, "Puppet?"

As the sound of "click click" sounded, the originally self-contained box stretched out and gradually turned into a doll.

"I thought you meant ingenuity." The puppet opened its mouth and made a human voice.

"Puppet, machine, puppet, they should all be fine." Robert shrugged, "I can't quite tell the difference between them."

The puppet moved its body and said casually, "It's really not much different. Well, okay, where are you? I always feel that the defense here is very strong."

It looked around and made sure there was no danger, then stretched out its hand, "Hello, first time meeting me, I'm Dika, a puppet master. Your grandmother introduced me to a job, and she thought we would get along more happily. Well, how should I put it?"

The puppet scratched his cheek and seemed a little embarrassed, "I am actually a plane traveler, can you understand?"

Robert blinked, "A person who can travel through different dimensions?"

"Ah, you really understand what I mean." The puppet clapped its hands and spun around happily, "Fuck, stop it! I don't need to dance!"

Robert was confused again, what is going on?

Can't you control this puppet?

Dika scolded him for a long time, but the puppet still ignored his orders and danced for a while before stopping.

"Oh my God, I knew this kind of randomly made puppet was unreliable." The puppet covered its face, not daring to look human.

Robert looked at the doll curiously, and couldn't help but poke it with his hand. It was warm in his hand, just like a living person, "You can't be..."

The doll looked expectant.

"Stuffing the human soul into it?" Robert showed an unhappy expression, "If that's the case, I won't learn from you about this kind of puppet."

The puppet stumbled, "I'm not teaching you this..."

"Hmm?" Robert was curious, "Then what are you going to teach?"

The puppet scratched his head, "How should I put it? Originally, I was going to send you to learn something casually, even as a favor to the old lady of the Chen family."

"Oh, it seems like it's not a big favor." Robert answered.

The doll got stuck for a moment and said angrily, "She saved my life!"

Robert thought for a while and then said, "It seems that you think your life is not worth saving?"

The puppet is really stuck now.

For a long time, Robert thought that the signal of this thing was not good, and when he was about to find a box to put it in and forget about it, the doll spoke again, this time with unspeakable resentment in his tone, "No wonder your grandfather said that you are very bearish. Let's forget about it." I don’t want to ravage you carelessly.”

"So, you were actually invited by the old man?" Robert said in surprise, "Then it seems that what I asked last time really stumped him."

Doll Bar chirped, shrugged, and said in a relaxed tone, "Look, you guessed this matter yourself, not Mrs. Chen and I revealed it."

Robert was speechless, "Why is he still so arrogant? He is already old."

The puppet glanced at him and said in a faint tone, "Well, he is standing next to me now..."

"Ah, how are you doing, old man? Is there anything you want to eat? I can send it to you? Dessert or steak will do." Robert immediately put on a well-behaved face, which made Mr. Chen on the other side angry. I don’t even want to eat at night!

"Anyway, this is what I asked about last time." Robert spread his palms upward, and a book suddenly appeared in his hands, "I got it by chance in a certain spiritual world, but I don't know what it is."

The puppet rubbed its chin, thought for a while, and then said uncertainly, "Why does this thing look a bit like a grimoire?"

"It should indeed be a magic book. It is said that in the spiritual world opened in the rotten country, there is a chance of encountering a magic book. However, it seems that I can only summon it and cannot open it. Dika, you are well-informed. Is there any way?" Robert shook the book in his hand, "I think it doesn't want me to hit people with it."

"Okay." The puppet thought about it for a long time before saying, "Does this thing have to appear when you touch it?"

"That's not the case." Robert let go of his hand and the book floated in the air. He took a few steps back. After retreating to a position of about three meters, the book suddenly appeared in his hand again, "This is probably the case. ”

The puppet lowered its head and didn't know what it was doing, but there was a voice, and it seemed that it was Dika talking to the old man.

When it raised its head again, Dika asked in a serious tone, "Mr. Robert Leslie, are you willing to be my student and learn everything I know about alchemy?"

Robert blinked, "Aren't you a puppet master?"

The corner of the puppet's mouth seemed to twitch, "Just tell me if you want to!"

Robert was lost in thought.

It stands to reason that although the old man is sometimes unreliable, since he agreed to be taught by this puppet master, Dika must have real abilities.

Then, he thought of Peter Pettigrew, Sirius who escaped from Azkaban.

And, Mr. Tom hiding in the Albanian forest.

So, without wasting any more time, Robert nodded seriously, "I am willing to be your student, Mr. Dika."