HP Princess bravely enters Hogwarts

"Any news about her?"

A cold voice rang out in the fully enclosed space cabin.

"Report to the leader, according to the fluctuation reaction, her last activity track appeared in a novel called "Harry Potter" "She is so cunning, that "Harry Potter" is probably a smokescreen she deliberately left behind!"

The man was visibly excited, and his fingers tapped on the console, making rapid clicking sounds.

The subordinate bowed his waist in obsequious manner and continued to report tremblingly: "But, but according to our data analysis, she seems to have really integrated into the world of the novel, and, and there are signs that she may have become a character in the story."

The man's eyes widened, and he was furious. He kicked his men away and cursed:

"Idiot! You've been chasing me from China till now, and every time you've been just a little bit short! If you still can't find me, just kill yourself!"

He stumbled back a few steps, a look of horror on his face, because he knew the leader was not just talking.

He immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, holding his head in his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Chief, Chief, I will go and look for her, and I will find her!"

The man snorted coldly, glared at his men, and said in a cold tone: "I'll give you one last chance. If you still can't find it, don't blame me for being rude!"

The men scrambled out of the space capsule, and the man punched the console angrily, with a fierce look in his eyes.

He turned on the communicator and ordered in a cold voice: "Attention all members, disperse to various fiction worlds immediately and make sure to find her! This time, we must not let her escape again!"

The silver-haired man placed the book "Harry Potter" in front of him. He gently ran his fingers across the pages, then took out a small chip and aimed it at the cover of the book.

Green data streams began to jump on the screen, and the contents of the entire book were quickly scanned.

His eyes were cold and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Have you run in here? Do you think I can't catch you? That's wishful thinking!"

His voice was deep and powerful, revealing unshakable determination.

The man stood up and moved swiftly through the space capsule, arriving in front of a more advanced operating table.

His fingers tapped on the keyboard, and every movement seemed extremely skillful and quick.

On the screen, scenes from the novel "Harry Potter" were broken down one by one, and the data began to be analyzed under the program set by the man, looking for any possible clues.

He stared at the screen, his eyes almost penetrating the virtual world.

Suddenly, his fingers stopped in mid-air, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

"found it!"

He whispered to himself, his fingers moving quickly on the console, locating a picture:

A girl with long platinum blond hair who had the same wave reaction as the one he was chasing was discussing something in a low voice with Harry Potter and his group.

The silver-haired man's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, fixed on the girl's figure.

He pressed his finger lightly on the console, ready to activate the time-travel button and enter the novel world directly to bring her back.

However, the expected time travel did not happen, and a few large red words suddenly popped up on the screen -

"Insufficient permissions."

His brows were furrowed and his fingers were tapping rapidly on the keyboard, trying to break the permission restrictions.

But every time I tried, the screen only showed the cold words "LOCKED".

The silver-haired man murmured helplessly: "I'll let you go for a few more days."

His fingers clenched unconsciously, then slowly loosened.

He turned away from the operating table and walked to the window beside him. The light and shadow flowing outside were reflected in his deep eyes.

His fingers tapped lightly on the window frame, as if he was calculating the time, or as if he was thinking about his next plan.

At this time, the systems under the man were chattering away.

They are the intelligent AIs in the sophisticated instruments in the space capsule. They have their own consciousness but are under the control of the silver-haired man.

"I heard that the boss hid in Harry Potter."

A bold system whispered.

"Don't tell the boss, be careful not to be heard."

The other system responded nervously, its electronic tone trembling slightly.

"I'm not afraid. I've had enough of this man's abuse."

The first system disagreed, with a hint of rebellion in its voice.

These systems were exchanging information behind the silver-haired man's back, and the man was completely unaware.

Suddenly, the man stopped, turned his head, and scanned the instruments with sharp eyes.

The systems fell silent instantly. The man frowned slightly, as if he sensed something, but did not speak.

"Oh, my dear brother, it's been so long and you still can't find her?"

An unruly voice sounded in the space capsule, breaking the original silence.

The man looked behind him and saw a boy who looked very similar to him leaning against the cabin door, except that he looked only about twelve or thirteen years old.

The man frowned, his movements were slightly slow, and then he asked in a cold voice: "Where did you go to play again?"

Gareth smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm, and said, "You are not qualified to ask me where I have been. After all, I am just a toy created by that person, just like you."

Gareth's tone revealed his dissatisfaction with the man.

He gently pushed open the cabin door, and walked up to the man step by step, with a smile on his face, his movements were filled with fearlessness and abandon.

The man looked at Gareth, his expression changing from gloomy to bright.

He suddenly laughed, with a look of deep helplessness and self-mockery.

"Yes, we are both toys, but you always know how to enjoy it better than me."

Gareth looked at the Harry Potter on the console, a scornful smile on his face:

"It seems that he has found her habitat. Then I wish my dear brother to be victorious and destroy our original 'master' so that we can completely turn the tables and control these systems."

After leaving the space capsule, Gareth returned to the world of Harry Potter alone.

He had a sarcastic smile on his face, and already had his own plans in mind.

He did not tell his brother that he had actually found Cygnus's trace a long time ago and even lived with her in two different worlds.

Gareth summoned System Chonghua.

"Zhonghua, block Segnus' signal first, so that my brother can't enter this world for the time being."

Chonghua's figure slowly condensed in the air. She nodded slightly, and then turned into a stream of light, traveling through the world of Harry Potter.

She waved her fingers lightly, and a transparent barrier completely blocked Segnus's wave reaction.

Gareth watched Chonghua's actions and secretly rejoiced.

He knew that with Chonghua's help, he could buy more time to implement his plan.

There are so many good things, I can't let my brother take them all. I have helped Segnus so much, I really want to get her praise.

Gareth sat on the sofa in the Slytherin boys' dormitory, his eyes half closed, playing with the golden thread in his hand.

He hadn't touched this thread for a long time, but he was grateful that it allowed him to find her anytime and anywhere.

Rather than calling her sister, he actually preferred to call her that.

'Owner'