Hogwarts in the real world

Wei Zichu stepped forward, knelt down, touched Banna's soft brown hair, and smoothly picked up Martini, who looked like a little adult next to him, and hugged the two poor little girls with compassion.

"Banna, I am not your God."

Wei Zichu's right eye flashed with the light of a miniature magic circle, and the Eye of Truth appeared in his eyes again.

With the help of the Eye of Truth, Wei Zichu saw the painful experiences and related information of these two poor little girls.

"I am your principal, Wei Zichu."

"Banna, Martini, remember, don't believe in any god in the future."

"You will be wizards, wizards, who will only believe in your own power, the greatness of wisdom, and the light of truth."

Banna and Martini blinked their cute big eyes. They were confused by this profound persuasion and did not understand the meaning at all.

But Tam next to him understood. His whole body was filled with astonishment, his mouth opened wide in disbelief, and with traces of blood and tears on his face, he looked a little funny.

But Tam's eyes were full of shock.

"Are you Wei Zichu, the principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?!"

Wei Zichu turned his head and looked at Tam, knowing that this man was the father of one of his new students, Martini.

So Wei Zichu nodded at him.

"Yes, I am Wei Zichu, the principal of Banna and Martini."

"Oh God!" Tam cried, lying on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

"It's true. Hogwarts is real. The magic school really exists. Martini and Banna can be saved."

Wei Zichu shook his head gently, sighing in his heart for this miserable man.

"Are you really our principal?" Martini's ethereal voice sounded softly.

Wei Zichu turned around and saw Martini's big blue eyes blinking cutely, looking at him quietly.

Wei Zichu swore that he had never seen such beautiful eyes.

The azure blue pupils in those lovely big eyes were as blue as the sky, spacious and pleasant, and the clean eyes reflected his figure, crystal clear and shining like pearls in the night.

Those were the most beautiful eyes Wei Zichu had ever seen.

At this moment, Wei Zichu suddenly understood why Snape was so obsessed with Lily, and even suppressed his hatred to protect Harry, the son of his enemy, because Harry had the same eyes that he loved women.

From Martini's eyes, Wei Zichu understood all this. It turned out that seeing oneself so cleanly from someone's eyes would be so intoxicating. Snape was like this, and Wei Zichu was like this now. The same is true.

"It's obvious, isn't it?" Wei Zichu smiled at Martini, stretched out his left hand, and clicked on the slowly shrinking portal.

The next moment, the cross-space portal quickly grew in size like sparks and lightning, then quickly shrunk and then quickly enlarged under Wei Zichu's command, repeated three times.

The shocking cross-space teleportation magic was like a toy in Wei Zichu's hands, letting him play with it as he pleased.

"Wow!" Martini exclaimed.

Seeing Martini's blue eyes staring at the zooming in and out of the portal in fascination, as if seeing something incredible, Wei Zichu breathed a sigh of relief.

After experiencing countless vicissitudes and history, and seeing countless people with different experiences, how could he not see the death hidden in the eyes of his new kid?

Under his deliberate showoff, Martini finally had the reaction that a child should have, and Wei Zichu felt much more relaxed.

It's just that this is a delaying tactic, treating the symptoms but not the root cause. It seems that we need to find a way.Wei Zichu looked at Banna next to him and felt a headache.

"Who are you?" At this time, the refugees headed by Anthony recovered and glared angrily at Wei Zichu who suddenly appeared.

Filled with hunger, their brains were full of mush, not to mention that they did not see Wei Zichu's sudden appearance, nor did they see the cross-space teleportation magic.

Just now, they only had eyes for two beauties, Banna and Martini. Even though they were thin, they could still arouse the evil desires of these thugs, and they didn't pay attention to other changes in the environment at all.

Therefore, poor people must be hateful.

If these refugees were smarter, they would not turn into thugs who bully the weak.

"Cuckoo..." The owls that struggled to escape from the refugees fluttered their wings like migratory birds returning to their nests, and flew over in a swaying manner, landing on Wei Zichu's shoulders, pitifully. He was cooing, as if complaining.

Wei Zichu nodded while listening, his expression getting weirder as he listened.

These two little guys were almost cooked twice. Isn't this a terrible experience?

Also, you two guys are owls, not people?How about being so human, wiping sweat pitifully and weeping?

If you were caught by someone in the real world, you might be sent to be sliced ​​into slices.

Perhaps they noticed Wei Zichu's strange expression, the owls became angry and flapped their wings and hit him in the face, as if to say, forget it if you don't sympathize with us, what do you mean by laughing at us?

Do you have any sympathy? Do you know how to protect animals? Do you believe that we are on strike?

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