[HP] When the Sword Fairy traveled to Hogwarts

After traveling to the world of cultivating immortals, Bai Lu crossed over again.

This time she traveled to England in 1980. Although her body had shrunk into a baby who was just one month old, her cultivation during the tribulation period was blocked, and the time and place she traveled through were not quite right.

But the good news is that she managed to return to her original world, and when she grows up, she can always return to the right time.

Better than countless worlds apart, she thought optimistically. Looking at the familiar modern world, Bai Lu felt a lot more at ease.

As an infant, she was sent to No. 4 Privet Drive with nothing but a letter, causing Mrs. Dursley to scream in fright when she opened the door to put the milk bottle.

After reading the letter, Mrs. Dursley gritted her teeth and hugged Bai Lu. Looking at her face, which looked nothing like her little sister except for the green eyes, she said bitterly, "I knew that damned Oriental pretty face was unreliable. , being deviant will not end well."

Helpless, Mrs. Dursley stamped her foot, turned around and went into the house to seek her husband's opinion.

Thankfully, for the sake of the sizable trust fund, Mr. Dursley agreed, and Bai Lu settled in.

Although Bai Lu has become a baby and sleep takes up most of her time, thanks to Sanxian's body, she can automatically absorb spiritual energy to practice while sleeping. This is slower than the efficiency of meditation, but it is better than nothing.

Just eating and sleeping like this, a year passed. Bai Lu got to know the members of the Dursley family. As the head of the family, Vernon Dursley worked as a supervisor in a company that produced drilling rigs. Mrs. Dursley Her real name is Penny Evans, and she is a very competent housewife.

And their son Dudley Dursley is a little bastard. He has been spoiled at a young age and has become more and more bad-tempered. He throws things around from time to time and smashes things on Bai Lu several times, but she doesn't It doesn’t matter if it hurts or not.

Bai Lu, who was at least two hundred years old in the two worlds combined, said she didn't care about children.

Compared with the past few years of seclusion, the infancy of eating, sleeping, and eating seemed so long and boring. Fortunately, the slowly increasing spiritual power in the mourning platform gave Bai Lu some psychological comfort.

What makes Bai Lu even more fortunate is that she can observe the outside world through the release of her spiritual consciousness. Currently, it is only within 5 meters of the Dursley's house and beyond.

Having said that, the spiritual energy in the modern world is not as scarce as imagined. On the contrary, the concentration of spiritual energy is comparable to the small spiritual veins in the world of cultivating immortals. This shows that cultivation can be done here.

Could it be that there are also immortal cultivators in the world where I live?

Is it just because I was an ordinary person before that I didn't notice it?

Bai Lu couldn't help but think, but in the end she couldn't resist the overwhelming sleepiness and fell asleep full of questions.

The change in my boring life happened on a day that was both ordinary and extraordinary.

At half past eight, Mr. Dursley picked up the briefcase and kissed Mrs. Dursley on the cheek. When he was about to kiss Dudley, he ducked away. He was losing his temper and throwing cereal against the wall.

"Stinky boy."

Mr. Dursley muttered something, glanced at Bai Lu, who was drinking milk obediently and was neither noisy nor fussy. He turned around and walked out of the house without saying anything.

Until now, everything has been normal.

But there were a lot of people outside the window. The owls that were usually active only at night rarely flew around at sunrise, and people in cloaks passed by the door from time to time. This told Bai Lu that everything was not as peaceful as she imagined. I was afraid there was something wrong. Something sensational happened.

The weather report in the evening that meteor showers were common in the UK solidified her idea.

The moonlight was hazy, and darkness enveloped everything, leaving only the street lamps emitting a warm yellow light.

Bai Lu was observing a tabby cat sitting on the wall of the garden. It came in the morning not long after Mr. Dursley went out to work. There were strange lines around its eyes, like a pair of glasses.

Do cats wear glasses?

Bai Lu expressed doubts about this. If the pattern might be just a coincidence, then it would sit motionless on the wall like a statue since it arrived, staring intently at the far corner of Privet Drive. This would never be the case. Behavior that a normal cat would have.

In fact, it was almost midnight when it started to move.

Bai Lu, who had been dozing off for a while, suddenly became energetic when she saw a man appear on the street corner where the cat had been looking. He came so suddenly and quietly, as if he appeared out of the ground.

The cat's tail twitched and its eyes narrowed into slits.

This man had never been seen on Privet Drive. He is tall and thin, and his silver hair and beard are long enough to be tucked into his belt. From this, you can tell that he is very old.

He wore a robe, a floor-length purple cloak, and high-heeled buckled boots. Behind the half-moon-shaped glasses are a pair of bright blue eyes. His nose was long but twisted and appeared to have been broken at least twice.

They seemed to be the same type of people as those cloaked men during the day, Bai Lu judged.

He was busy rummaging in the pockets of his cloak, as if looking for something. Then suddenly he looked up and saw the cat that had been watching him from across the street, and he chuckled and muttered, "I should have thought of that."

What should I have thought of earlier?

This cloaked man who suddenly appeared, does he know this tabby cat?

Bai Lu was puzzled. This cloaked man gave people a strange feeling, mysterious, and powerful. These were the words she felt could best describe him.

As for why she felt that an old man was powerful, it was probably his aura and his blue eyes that seemed to see everything.

Bai Lu had some vague guesses, but unfortunately she could only observe things with her spiritual sense now. If she used her delusion-breaking eyes, she might be able to see something.

The cloaked man took out what looked like a silver lighter. He flicked it open and raised it high. With a click, the nearest street lamp went out with a pop.

The light of the street lamp disappeared with the movement of the cloaked man, as if the light emitted by the street lamp was sucked into the lighter-like gadget.

He clicked again - and the second light went out. He clicked the deluminator twelve times, and the whole street was plunged into darkness.

If anyone looked out of the window at this time, even the sharp-eyed Mrs. Dursley would not see what was happening on the road. But this does not include Bai Lu. Her consciousness is not affected by these environmental factors.

The cloaked man put the gadget back into his cloak and walked down the street towards No. 4. He sat down next to the wall cat. He didn't look at it, but after a while he started talking to it.

"I didn't expect to see you here, Professor McGonagall."

He turned back and smiled at the tabby cat. Then, after a period of distortion, the tabby cat transformed into a serious-looking woman wearing a pair of square glasses that looked exactly like the lines around the cat's eyes.

Bai Lu understood. It seemed that her previous guess that there were immortal cultivators in this world was correct. In the world of immortal cultivators, there was indeed such a spell to turn into animals. However, this woman who was called "Professor McGonagall" by the cloaked man was British. Man, could it be said that the traditional cultivation of immortality by flower growers has been carried forward abroad?

Simply guessing like this is not rigorous. The best way is to use the Eye of Delirium, but this is very difficult for Bai Lu, who is still a baby. She once again lamented that life is so difficult when she is small, and she hopes to grow up quickly.

Bai Lu, who was immersed in her own thoughts, did not pay attention to the conversation between the two people outside the room. It was not until she heard words like "Voldemort" and "Harry" that she woke up from a dream, and everything that was wrong was explained.

In her short 22 years of modern life, "Harry Potter", whether it was the original book or the movie, became popular all over the world, and everyone, both men and women, old and young, was obsessed with such a grand magical world.

Bai Lu is not a Harry Potter fan, but she can't help but have a best friend who is a senior Harry Potter fan. Every time we chat, the topic of "Harry Potter" cannot be separated. She just learned a lot of content through her best friend's stormy amway.

Judging from this, the cloaked man is probably the famous Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall should be a professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Memories poured out like a flood that opened, and memories that had been thought to have faded gradually became clearer. The Dursleys at No. 4 Privet Drive were none other than the family of Harry Potter's unscrupulous aunt.

These abnormalities today are because Voldemort, the Dark Lord who the wizarding world dare not call his name by name, was defeated by a little boy.

Voldemort disappeared due to the backlash of the spell. Under the protection of his parents, the little boy was unharmed except for a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

The entire wizarding world rejoiced and spread the good news of the mysterious man's disappearance. Only then did a series of strange things happen in the eyes of Muggles.