Hogwarts time travel

Unlike the previous world, there is no bitterness and hatred, and no racial conflicts. This world is very harmonious.

The biggest thing was that Uncle Miao and Mrs. Meow got into a fight next door, and Uncle Miao was fined and not allowed to go home, so he lay outside all night.

Although they have inherited human technology, cats have not inherited the hostility in human bones, and are very harmonious and friendly.

Miaoya's house is an apartment on the thirteenth floor. Looking out from the window, you can see the scene of feasting and feasting at night, which is very charming.

"Is there no huge crisis in your world that needs to be resolved?" Loya was a little bit unwilling.

Although doing nothing can make the barriers of the world thicker, and it does not hinder the establishment of a community of multiple destiny and the overall situation of fighting against the Council of Gods, Ke Luoya still feels something is wrong.

Is this a leisure world?

"A huge crisis?" Miaoya was at a loss, "What?"

Well, it seems useless to ask a kitten who eats and sleeps every day.

Loya has always been the core in the "story", the so-called protagonist.

The "stories" revolve around him, such as the conspiracy of Loya in the original world, the prince's father of Noel in the first world, and the story of this second world should also revolve around Miaoya.

But there is no story, at most it is a family story, and there is no supernatural power.

Is this a casual world of cats and cats?

Luo Ya casually grabbed Miao Ya, put it in the palm of his hand and slapped it fiercely.

Miaoya wanted to resist at first, but soon gave up struggling. It was so comfortable, no wonder humans can dominate the world with cats on their heads. Such a comfortable massage technique, which cat can refuse?

……

Luo Ya stayed at Miao Ya's house. He wanted to observe more. If there was really nothing to do, he would choose the next world.

On the other side, the original world.

Diagon Alley, Ollivander's Wand Shop.

"The little bastard Loya hasn't written back for several months."

Ollivander sat angrily on the threshold of the wand shop, looking at the street scene of Diagon Alley and said.

"Ollivander's wand shop? I want to ask you to help maintain the wand."

A male voice said.

"Don't bother me, it's closed today." Ollivander said without looking back.

As the unique supplier of wands in Diagon Alley, wands are sold at home and abroad, he has the willful qualifications.

The old man who disappeared after the first few chapters did not do nothing during this period of time. He completed a "great" invention. This is what he wrote to Loya before. After Luo Ya's letter, he returned to Diagon Alley excitedly, only to find that the letter he wrote to Luo Ya was like a muddy cow, and there was no news.

If it weren't for the trust in Dumbledore, Ollivander would have wondered if Loya had died at school.

Don't be surprised. Before Dumbledore became the headmaster, Hogwarts had death quotas every year. Learning magic is a dangerous thing. Every year, there are always a few students who die for various reasons.

If it's a Muggle family, it's easy to deal with, just forget everything, let them forget that they have such a child, and they don't even have to pay for it.

The wizarding family can only lose money, there is no way, the Ministry of Magic is strict.

But in the new era, Dumbledore improved the curriculum after he became the principal, and there are no more dangerous magic for students to learn.

Of course, if you really want to die, you can learn Animagus in the first grade, apparition, there is no way.

The male voice was a little surprised, but also a little puzzled: "Closed?"

Saying that, the owner of the voice walked towards the wand shop, squeezing Ollivander away, causing Ollivander to fall to the ground.

"You..." Ollivander stood up angrily, looking at the customers in the wand shop.

He is a boy with black hair and black pupils, handsome and pale, his noble face is amazing, everyone will feel kind when they see him.

But Ollivander felt that his bone marrow was going to be frozen.

A kind of chill pierced into the bones and blood ran through the whole body, making Ollivander unconsciously say the name of the other party.

"Mystery man……"

Ollivander sold wands in Diagon Alley a long time ago. He made Voldemort's wand himself and handed it to him. Moreover, with the other party's vicious name, how could Ollivander forget the appearance of the other party when he was young? .

Hidden under his handsome appearance is burning ambition and desire. Decades have passed, and Ollivander still can't forget the young man's eyes full of ambition when he looked at the wand.

Voldemort laughed.

"I prefer to be called Voldemort rather than You-Know-Who, because that doesn't sound like a very good name - are you in business now?"

"Okay, sir." Ollivander took a deep breath, glanced at the sunlight projected from the door, hesitated for a moment, and led Voldemort to the back.

Facing the vicious Voldemort, Ollivander did not have any confidence to escape from him.

Especially since he doesn't seem to be malicious now, he should be able to learn some information from him.

The host and guest sat down in the wand-making room, and Voldemort handed out a wand.

"Thirteen and one-half inches, yew, phoenix feather." Ollivander looked at the wand with complicated eyes.

"It's good, but it hasn't been used for a long time. I want you to check it out. It would be great if you can help maintain it." Voldemort smiled politely, and he smiled like a happy boy, without the slightest The aura of the Dark Lord.

Ollivander took out the instrument and began to check the wand little by little, chatting with Voldemort casually while checking.

"Yew is a wonderful wood, although poisonous, wandmakers often associate it with death.

After the old tree in the outer layer of the yew tree dies, a new tree will continue to grow from the center, so it is regarded as the "tree of immortality", and it also symbolizes the reincarnation of the soul.

In some tribes, Celtic priests regarded yew as a symbol of eternal life and immortality. "

Ollivander touched the tip of the wand, from where it had cast countless killing spells in the past, and he seemed to hear the wand crying.

Or maniacal laughter?

"Are you resurrected?"

"To be precise, I've never died, so I can't talk about resurrection." Voldemort didn't seem to mind discussing his death at all, and looked at Ollivander with ease.

"Of course, the original Voldemort is dead. I am a 'Horcrux' made by him. I successfully replaced him and became Voldemort."

Ollivander's heart trembled, Horcrux?

Did you hear something extraordinary?

Could this be why Voldemort was so hard to kill?

Voldemort seemed to be having a lot of sex, and he was still talking about the Horcrux with Ollivander with great interest.