[Comprehensive British and American] Magic London

The human form is not a muggle, and there is no magic power fluctuation on the opponent.In the good atmosphere, Harry's curiosity was indeed aroused. He tentatively touched Carlisle's palm, and was startled back by the other's cold body temperature.A guess emerged. The Gryffindor boy measured the man's pulse with one hand, and stuck his hand to the place where the man's pulse should have been.

"I think you guessed it?" Carlisle's smile was still gentle, and he deliberately showed his sharp teeth in the face of Harry's cautious gaze on his mouth.

"Vampire." Knowing that the person in front of him was an 'evil-evil creature', Harry's first reaction was the remnants of Death Eaters, but his intuition kept telling him that the other party was not hostile.

Carlisle made a quiet movement, "We prefer to call ourselves blood race." He made an evil expression, then shrugged and continued, "There are many guys with good ears in this castle, I think you don't want to be Shred, right?"

Harry heaved a sigh of relief when he heard similar threats. He took two steps back and sat back on the bed again, "Then Mr. Sanguine invited me here... What's the matter?" Accustomed to Sev's venomous tongue, he It is not impossible to fail to hear the kind warning in Carlisle's words.

"I told you." Carlisle repeated with a good temper, "I brought you back because I saw you fainted on the road." The boy's behavior was more curious than his wizard status, so Carlisle decided to explain in detail , "I was reading a book in a cafe at the time, and the sudden appearance caught my attention. My nose told me that this person appeared out of thin air, and when I looked for it, you were already in a coma."

After thinking about it, Harry believed the other party's words, and after suddenly appearing, he fell into a coma. Could it be that he was forced to apparate before, and the amnesia was the aftermath of the failure of magic? "In any case, I am very grateful for your help." Perhaps the blood race in Italy did not understand the specialness of his name, thank Merlin. "I need to go back to England as soon as possible." He was also not familiar with the Ministry of Magic in Italy, and there were too many uncertainties in a foreign country for a wizard who lost his wand, especially when his name was Harry Potter.

"I don't think you have an ordinary person's certificate?" Carlisle thought after getting a response from shaking his head, "I'm not the owner of this castle. If I have their help, I think I can buy a ticket soon. It's just I think it's better to hide your identity from them temporarily."

Harry, who repeatedly nodded in agreement, entrusted everything to Carlisle. The boy who took the lasagna and started eating didn't notice the other party's eyes widened in surprise when he heard his birthday.

"You rest here first, and leave the rest to me for the time being." Carlisle walked out of the room and couldn't help laughing in a corner.A wizard, a... exotic boy lost in time and space.There's always something more interesting to come.

Carlisle went around the hall but couldn't find Arrow, so he had to go to the library to find Marcus, who he had a good relationship with.The Silent Kindred tells him that Ah Ro left to deal with the rebels, and that he has no interest in the boy he brought back.

"congratulations."

The blood clan who was silent before Carlisle left said that when he turned around, he found that Marcus had resumed his previous reading posture, as if the blessing was his own illusion.

After a brief exchange with Carlisle, Harry agreed to the other party's adoption request.In other words, it was okay to disagree, the vampires in the castle would not serve irrelevant humans, especially after he learned that the Volturi were equivalent to the vampire royal family.Perhaps because of this relationship, Harry was finally allowed to leave the room and toured the entire castle under the guidance of Carlisle.

"Reading again?" Carlisle said to Harry who was flipping through a history book, "With all due respect, Harry, you don't look like a bookworm, why didn't you go out for a walk?"

"There are no such detailed stories in the history of magic." Harry stretched his waist and closed the book. Ever since he knew the stories of the three Deathly Hallows brothers from "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", he was still very moved by these stories. interested.And even for self-protection, he has to figure out the weaknesses and origins of the vampires. After all, not everyone in this castle is friendly to him.

Carlisle smiled and handed over the boy's long-awaited thing, "A direct ticket to the UK. I'll send you off tomorrow morning."

Harry thanked him with a smile, opened it and looked, the document showed his new name Harry Cullen, date of birth...etc? ! 1953? "Carlisle, is this a mistake?"

"That's right, my little Harry, you continue to look at the ticket." Carlisle pointed to the long ticket at the back, contentedly watching the boy's mouth open in surprise. In his heart, he quickly corrected the dark color.

"Florence to London, the time is—April 1971, 4." The hand holding the object shook from the impact, and Harry finally realized a problem, so he shouted, "Carlisle, what year is it now?! "

Carlisle took the certificate and the plane ticket into his hands with a smile, patted his younger son on the shoulder comfortingly, and said in a flat tone what he had endured for several days, "April 1971, 4."

"It's impossible..." Harry looked at the elder in disbelief, and sat back weakly in the chair after the other nodded for confirmation again, "How is this possible?" If Hermione knew about the ability to travel through time, she would search all the books in the wizarding world to find the answer.

"I know it's hard to understand, but it's the truth." Carlisle looked at Harry's wry smile and took out another ticket, "If you need, I can accompany you to England." There are many rainy days in London. It's also a good place.

Harry's mind was a little blank, he looked down at his palms, and his eyes finally stopped on the black cloth strips tied around his wrists. "I'm an adult." Yes, he is an adult, and he won't throw himself into the arms of his elders and cry because of such a trivial matter!

Hearing the boy's refusal, Carlisle didn't force it. He sighed and said understandingly, "Children always emphasize that they have grown up."

"Let's talk about Edward and the others." Harry was curious about those brothers and sisters who had never met, and he already knew the Cullen family's unique recipes. "Will Alice foresee me joining?"

The author has something to say: Dad feels a little black-bellied, hahaha