Hogwarts in the shadows

Zhang Wei returned to his small apartment wearing his newly bought clothes.

Everything in the room was still simple, but there was a large bookshelf filled with various reference books.

There were a few candies scattered on the computer desk.

That's because he was afraid that he wouldn't have time to eat because of work.

An emergency supplement to prevent hypoglycemia.

It all seems like a lifetime ago.

He stood at the window, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar city, and fell into deep thought.

In this world, he has no relatives, no one to care about him.

He was the only one struggling alone in this huge city.

His girlfriend, with whom he had been in love for seven years since college, was forced to break up with him because he could not afford the bride price.

It can be said that he is a complete loser in this world.

In the next few days, Zhang Wei seemed to have accepted his fate.

He never tried to find the power of magic and shadow again.

He reintegrated into his otherwise mundane life.

Every morning, he would buy a hot steamed bun from the breakfast shop on the corner.

He ate the buns while walking.

Then I squeeze into the crowded subway and go to work.

His heroic act of saving people also spread to the company.

For this reason, the boss who looked like a fat pig called him to the office and praised him highly.

However, for every compliment, the fat pig always added another sentence.

Zhang Wei’s performance is inseparable from his wise leadership and sincere teachings.

Feizhu also asked Zhang Wei to write a reflection for company publicity purposes.

Zhang Wei didn't say anything, just smiled gently and left the office.

evening.

Since Zhang Wei had just recovered from a serious illness, he had not yet written his reflections report.

The fat pig was unusually generous and let him go home on time after get off work, and reminded him to write the report well.

Zhang Wei took the subway home. It was a rare opportunity for him to squeeze into the subway during the evening rush hour, and he was in a very good mood.

He bought a plate of golden fried rice with five eggs at the snack stand downstairs.

After returning home, I ate while watching boring TV series.

Zhang Wei spent seven days like this.

During this period, he also found a few friends who he usually had little time to sit with, and had a good drink together.

Complain about this miserable life together.

They cursed the leader who didn't do his job.

Chatting about the pretty girls in the company.

Finally, a few people staggered to a big tree and tried to see who could see the farthest.

Fortunately, no one peed their shoes.

Zhang Wei looked up at the sky, looking at the dim moon.

He whispered to himself, "I should go back."

In fact, on the first day Zhang Wei returned home, he found evidence that he was reborn in the world of Harry Potter.

He couldn't find the few Harry Potter books on his computer that he hadn't read.

This made him realize that this illusion was constructed based on his memory.

The reason why he stayed for seven days was just to relive his past life and say goodbye to everything here.

As for the way to go back.

Magic doesn't work.

Shadows cannot be used.

But Qi can be used.

That is to say, the old farming skills passed down to him by Feng Baobao can be used.

Hephis waved his hand, and the scene before him gradually shattered.

Finally he returned to the room. The white mist had dissipated, leaving a book on the ground.

It was the last "Book of the World" that he was missing.

Hephis picked it up.

The text of this book is exactly the same as the other three books he has.

The only difference is that there is a silver thread running between the pages from time to time.

At the same time, a hazy silver figure slowly emerged.

He was big and strong, with a chiseled face and thick hair.

He was wearing a suit of armor with a lion pattern branded on his chest.

"I didn't expect you to pass it so easily."

After Hephis spent a few days in another world, his anger towards Gryffindor subsided.

"Godric Gryffindor." He looked at the burly man.

Gryffindor's face was serious, "Boy, are those things you remember true?"

Hephis smiled slightly, "What do you think?"

"It turns out that this world is just a fiction in the novels and movies of your previous life."

Gryffindor stared at his hands, as if in deep thought.

"So, is all this false?"

"Who can tell the difference between truth and falsehood?" Hephes also sighed.

If it weren't for the bug he encountered, and the old farming skills that Feng Baobao taught him a few days ago.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy for him to distinguish between reality and illusion and escape from that world.

Upon hearing this, Gryffindor smiled heartily, "Haha!"

"Indeed, what is the essential difference between truth and falsehood?"

He looked at Hephis with admiration in his eyes, "You are pretty good, kid."

A black hole space appeared next to Hephes, and three other "Books of the World" flew out of it.

They circled in the air, eventually merging with the one in front of Hephes.

Gryffindor's eyes widened when he saw this scene.

"Your book is obviously different from the other three. Can you tell me how you did it?" Hephis asked curiously.

"You actually collected all four?" Gryffindor shook his head.

"I don't know how it was activated. The third level you experienced was actually formed by this book itself."

Hephaestus looked at the "Book of the World".

No wonder it could restrain his magic and shadow power.

He lightly hooked his finger, and the four books flew into the black hole space at the same time.

Gryffindor opened his mouth but said nothing, only his expression became more serious.

"Well, now that I have passed the level you set, shouldn't I be given the reward?" Hephis said lightly.

Gryffindor was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "With your strength, do you still value my inheritance?"

"Whether I need it or not is my business. But since I have successfully passed the level, you can't not give it to me." Hephis stretched out his hand.

"Why does it look so much like that stinky snake?" Gryffindor muttered to himself, thinking of someone.

"I'm from Slytherin." Hephis responded simply.

Gryffindor suddenly realized, but he didn't dwell on it too much.

In his time, it was natural that the victor took the spoils.

Whether the other party is a friend or an enemy, the loser has no right to choose.

Then a book slowly appeared in front of him and floated lightly towards Hephes.

"This is my inheritance, but I think it would be a waste of your time if you learn it," Gryffindor advised.

"I didn't say I wanted to learn!" Hephis put the book away indifferently.