abnormal hogwarts

2016, Earth-199999.

In the dark night, this city, known as the "Pearl of the Orient", which should have been a scene of brilliant lights, turned out to be a scene like hell.

Buildings are falling apart, houses are burning, and people are screaming in despair as they flee.

Large chunks of neon lights fell to the ground, and torn wires hung weakly with sparks.

The fire illuminated the earth, and some electric lamps that had not been damaged were still trying to emit light.

But these lights were still too weak compared to the overwhelming darkness.

Darkness spreads across the land!

Zhang Zheming stood up from his knees in the ruins and looked at the giant black space in the sky that was constantly devouring everything around him.

Dark clouds continued to roll at the edge of space, and Zhang Zheming saw the opposite dimension from the gap in space.

The stars bound by darkness emit light of various colors, looking strange and strange.

Deep in the space, a huge planet is deforming, turning into an ugly face burning with magic flames and with multiple vertical stripes.

The moment he saw this face, Zhang Zheming felt as if the blood in his body had stopped flowing, and every hair on his skin stood up.

His throat was crackling and his heart was beating at an extremely fast speed, as if it would jump out of his chest in the next second.

How could a field agent like Zhang Zheming be able to handle this scene?He is just a mortal.

But he still mustered up the courage and stood in front of the owner of this ugly face - the monarch of the dark dimension - Dormammu without hesitation.

The next second, he was swallowed by darkness.

"I will never see my wife and children again."This was Zhang Zheming's last thought.

-

Almost everyone was fleeing away from danger.

However, there were still a few people who rushed forward to face the expanding gap.

Green runes lingered on Stephen Strange's wrist, forming a strange magic circle.

Strange waved his hand, and everything around him seemed to have pressed the reverse button.

The ever-expanding dark dimension is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the buildings that had collapsed were reassembled while flying upside down, returning to their original appearance.

A cloaked figure rose into the sky.

"Dormammu! I'm here to negotiate terms!"

-

This bustling city has regained its original tranquility.

But Zhang Zheming, who was supposed to be saved by turning back time, was nowhere to be seen.

-

One afternoon in the summer of 1984, Godric's Hollow, England.

The raindrops formed a line and continued to fall from the sky to the ground. The rainwater flowing from the roof almost converged into a stream on the ground. The black clouds extended towards the horizon. This made it impossible to tell when the heavy rain would stop. .

Zhang Zheming, whose brain was groggy, reluctantly opened his eyes. The pain from his body stimulated Zhang Zheming's brain again and again.

He staggered down the street, but his poor physical condition caused him to fall to the ground after walking only a few steps.

Before his eyes completely fell into darkness, he saw a figure walking towards him.

Zhang Zheming woke up slowly. When he opened his eyes, light passed through his pupils.

He found himself lying in a strange room. The rain outside the room was still falling, but it was much lighter.

There is not much pain left in Zhang Zheming's body.

He lifted the quilt covering himself and struggled to sit up.Using the light outside the window, he checked his body.

"Is this... my body?" Zhang Zheming looked at his hand, which had obviously shrunk to a smaller size, and was in a daze.

The vague pain that came from his body from time to time was like some kind of pulse signal, reminding him that this was not an illusion.

"I'm... transmigrated?"

With a creak, the door to the room suddenly opened.

"Child, are you awake?" The person who entered the room was a middle-aged man with meticulously styled hair and orange sunglasses.

Hearing that the man was speaking English, Zhang Zheming subconsciously asked in English: "Where is...where?" His tone was slightly trembling.

"This is my home. When I found you, you passed out at my door."

"Thank you for saving me." He expressed his gratitude to the other party.

Although he was shocked by the time-travel incident, Zhang Zheming quickly accepted the fact that he had time-traveled due to the quality of the agent.

"It's nothing, it's you. Why would a child as young as you wander the streets instead of going home in this damn weather?"

"I don't remember anything, I don't even know who I am." Zhang Zheming shook his head, his tone was very lonely.

"In this case, if you don't mind, then stay here with me and introduce yourself. My name is Blood Stalk."

-

Half an hour later, Zhang Zheming stood in front of the mirror in a daze.Oh no, he should be called Evolto now.

After being in a daze for a long time, Albert finally came back to his senses.

The little boy in the mirror has blond hair, blue eyes, delicate features, and fair skin.

The corners of Albert's mouth couldn't help but raise. Obviously, he was very satisfied with his appearance after time travel.

Albert walked out of the room and looked at his new home curiously.

"Wait a moment, dinner will be ready soon!" Brad's voice came from the kitchen accompanied by the clanging sound, as lively as the chef in the restaurant, attracting Albert's attention. .

When Albert came to the kitchen door and took a look, he was stunned.

I saw Brad standing in the kitchen waving a wooden stick about ten inches long. A large piece of steak flew onto the chopping board. The knife hanging on the wall flew over and cut the steak.

Several jars flying in the air sprinkled the steak with seasonings, and then the steak was sent into the oven.

When Albert saw this scene, he instantly remembered the "Harry Potter" bedtime story he told his daughter before traveling through time, and a whirlwind seemed to blow deep in his consciousness.

The whirlwind in his mind moved the items around Albert. The chandelier in the living room swayed without wind. The connection between the chandelier and the ceiling made an overwhelming sound. All the tables, chairs and benches flew up in the storm.

"Albert?" Brad noticed the movement in the living room and stuck his head out of the kitchen.

Albert could no longer hear what Brad was saying. He was now trapped in the center of the eye of the storm, unable to move at all.

Deep in Albert's consciousness, a mysterious and ancient book emerged, and brilliance flowed on the surface of the book. However, Albert had no time to pay attention to it now.

"This is a magic riot." Albert quickly understood what happened to him.

Taking a deep breath, Albert tried his best to calm down, and the magic riot quickly subsided.

After losing the magical support, the tables, chairs and benches moving irregularly in the air hit the floor, making a loud noise.

Immediately, the chandelier, which was pulled back and forth by the rioting magic power, could no longer hold up and fell heavily from the ceiling, with glass particles flying everywhere.

"Recover as before." Brad's voice sounded, and the living room that was in a mess due to Albert's magic riot felt as if someone had pressed the reverse button.

The tables, chairs and benches returned to their original positions, and the scattered glass fragments flew upside down to form a complete chandelier and returned to the ceiling. In less than ten seconds, the living room returned to its original bright and tidy appearance.

-

The restaurant is filled with a strong fragrance.

It seems that in order to celebrate Albert's arrival, Brad prepared a sumptuous dinner.

The fat and tender beef is roasted to a dark black color and is shiny with oil. The fragrant juice is wrapped around it, and the tangy aroma hits your nostrils.

There are also pies covered in golden syrup, crispy fried cod, and fruit and vegetable salads covered with a thick layer of salad dressing.

Over dinner, Brad explained to Albert what had just happened to him.

"So, the magic riot just now means that I have the talent to become a wizard?" Albert asked knowingly.

Brad smiled and nodded, "Just the magic riot can cause so much damage. It can be seen that your talent is very good."

Brad then patiently explained common knowledge about the magical world to Albert, while bragging about his past.

Brad Stork, a German, studied at Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The Stoker family was once one of the most loyal followers of the first Dark Lord, Gellert Grindelwald.

Before Grindelwald was defeated by Albus Dumbledore, known as the greatest white wizard in history, that was the time when the Stoker family was most prosperous.

However, Grindelwald prospered and Grindelwald failed.

After Grindelwald's defeat, the Stoker family, which was its die-hard loyalist, quickly declined due to liquidation.

After decades, Brad is the only one left in the Stork family.

After Brad Stork graduated from Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as the orphan of the Stork family, Brad began to wander around with the little remaining property of the Stoker family.

After traveling to more than ten countries, Brad finally settled in Godric's Hollow, England, with strong strength.

-

At night, Albert lay on the soft big bed.The rain that had been falling all day finally stopped before nightfall, and the dark clouds dissipated, revealing the silvery moon.

Albert immersed his attention into the depths of his consciousness, where a mysterious book radiated light.This thick book suddenly appeared in the depths of his consciousness after the magic riot in the afternoon.

There seemed to be a few words written on the cover of the book, but it was not very clear because of the interference from the light emitted by the book.

Albert stared at it for a long time before vaguely discerning that the words on it were - The Book of Emperor Weishan.