Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard

Things are within his control, so Grete will naturally make a more detailed plan.

Try to let things develop according to your own plan.

However, this does not mean that he is the kind of person who cannot act without a plan.

Things are unpredictable, and many things happen suddenly and unpredictably.

Just like now, Gretel couldn't figure out why Kunlun treated him so seriously.

After all, time travel is a horrifying thing in any era.

It's comparable to the time he traveled from his previous life to the magical world.

In addition, the memories in their minds are scattered and unsystematic fragments.

Gretel could only put this matter aside for the time being and live in the present.

When the little guy was fished out from behind by Gretel, the little guy was completely shocked.

He stood there steadily, with confusion and panic in his eyes.

"Next, I have to do some important things. I may encounter some dangers then, so I can't take you with me. Are you willing to live in Kunlun?

If nothing else, at least food and clothing are guaranteed. What do you think? "

The little guy looked up at Gretel, and then at the people in Kunlun who were sitting in rows, and his eyes suddenly became moist.

Then, he stammered, "伱...are you going to...sell me?"

Grete's eyes suddenly widened.

He didn't expect that after more than a month of being together, the little mute he thought was actually able to speak.

Although his words were a bit stumbling, it was clear that he didn't know how to speak because he spoke too little.

Seeing Gretel froze there, the little guy seemed to have an emotional breakdown all of a sudden.

Then, using a strange but incomprehensible rhythmic language that Gretel had never heard before, he spat out a long string of words like arrows.

Grete was a little troubled, he knew that the little guy was communicating with him.

But no matter what, he devoted all his energy to the most important knowledge over the years.

He had never been exposed to this strange language.

For a moment, Gretel was embarrassed.

The little guy was so excited that he couldn't hear Grete's explanation at all. He just kept wiping his tears and mumbling.

Grete could tell that he was blaming himself.

Gretel had peeked into the little guy's memory before, and it could be said that except for the dark wizard who captured him in the first place, no one had ever lived with him peacefully for such a long time.

So to him, Gretel is more than just a passerby he rescued.

After being together for such a long time, a different kind of dependence developed.

In addition, after Grete regained his health, the little guy came back with a full meal every time he went out.

He has experienced the harshness of the world since he was a child and struggled in Muggle society. How could he not know that these gains are not just because of his good luck.

Although he did not see Grete put the food there with his own eyes, this did not affect his inference.

When Gretel peeked into his memory, there was one thing he didn't notice.

That is, when the little guy was in church, praying with the fat pastor who was a fool.

The little guy made a small wish: if life could continue like this, he would not have to return to the magical world.

In Gretel, he felt the warmth that he had never felt since he was a child, but had always longed for it.

To him, the shelter was his and Grete's home.

Grete told him to find a good place for him.

But he didn't expect it to be so fast and caught off guard.

The little guy's young mind seemed to be hurt.

"I... am not a burden, I can... help you..."

The little guy straightened his small body and raised his wrist high.

The bandage on it had long since turned black.

Grete knew what he meant.

Yes, even the most advanced potions are not as good as the blood donated by the unicorn himself.

That is a top-notch treasure that can compete with the God of Death.

Phoenix tears are a hundred times more precious than the universal antidote.

If it weren't for the coercion of the unicorns, their blood would contain a curse that is difficult to expel.

The unicorn family has long been reduced to pictures and text that can only be seen in literature.

Gretel was silent. He really didn't expect the little guy to be so excited.

The old men and women in the hall frequently looked sideways.

Seeing the little guy excitedly starting to speak that strange language again, Gretel felt that he was as big as his head.

Fortunately, at this time, an old lady in palace attire sitting on the north side, not far from Grete, spoke.

The thin voice reached Grete's ears calmly.

"The time traveler, he speaks the language of the banshee, and it is recorded on the jade slips in Kunlun's library.

If necessary, you can study in the library later.

If you don't mind, I can translate it for you now. "

Grete glanced at it and realized that the people in Kunlun did things honestly.

Perhaps he was afraid that speaking casually would make the little guy even more excited and ruin Gretel's good deeds.

The old lady who offered a helping hand did not directly take it upon herself to translate for Gretel.

God knows, the little guy is already wary.

It took a lot of effort to build a little trust with Gretel, but now it's still on the verge of breaking.

Gretel couldn't even imagine that if she really spoke directly, the little guy would think that he was really planning to sell him to Kunlun.

This secret transmission technique can better help Grete solve his urgent need.

Nodding slightly and silently, the voice of the old lady in palace clothes began to interpret simultaneously.

This allowed Gretel to communicate with him normally.

The little guy chattered nonstop in banshee language, while Gretel talked to him in English.

It went back and forth like this for more than half an hour.

Gretel was able to calm the little guy down.

"Then we have agreed that you will study in Kunlun, and when you finish your studies, you can come over and help me.

Don't worry, I will definitely not lie to you. No matter when the time comes, I will always be waiting for you to help me.

I feel that with your talent, you will definitely be able to help me a lot in the future. "

An agreement was reached with the little guy here, and Gretel smiled apologetically towards the leaders of Kunlun.

By the way, he took out the token that he had put away again.

"Seniors, I want to know if this token is enough for the little guy to become a member of Kunlun.

I’m not talking about those who come to Kunlun to study, but really become people in Kunlun.

Learn and live here until he is strong enough to live in this world.

If this token cannot be achieved, I want to know what else I need to pay to meet this condition. "

As soon as Grete's words came out, the old man at the head smiled while stroking his beard.

"Kunlun has never been a forbidden place. As long as people who are not evil-doers can feel at home in Kunlun.

Furthermore, travelers don’t need to pay anything. This jade sword is Kunlun’s highest-level token.

No matter who it is, as long as they carry the token up the mountain.

When they make a request, Kunlun will try its best to meet the request according to the level of the token.

However, are you sure you want to give this token to the little one?

What you may not know is that within Kunlun, a token can only do one thing.

If you use it for the child next to you, if you have further requests, Kunlun may not be able to satisfy you.

I can sense that you have other tokens on you. Do you really not consider using the less powerful bronze token to make this request? "

There was scrutiny in the old man's eyes. He really wanted to see if Gretel could still stick to himself in this situation involving his own interests.

This is how they judged whether Gretel was a senior wizard who was eager for justice and generous in giving money as recorded in the classics.

After hearing the old man's words, Gretel looked down at the little guy next to him pitifully leaning on him.

On the face that was a little dirty from crying, two tears streamed down, breaking out into a path of dust.

“No, just let him use it.

The level of the token is different, and the treatment he enjoys in Kunlun will definitely be different.

This little guy saved my life. How could I treat him harshly regarding such a foreign thing? "

For a time, the atmosphere in the entire hall became a little softer.

From the beginning to now, the eyes of the old man and the old lady, who had never left his eyes, were full of appreciation and a trace of imperceptible enthusiasm.

"In this case, why don't you take him with you to have a good visit to Kunlun? Old man, I will personally show you the way and help him choose his future study direction."

Grete did not make his own decision, and lowered his head to ask for the little guy's opinion.

After receiving the promise, the group walked out of the door.

In order to avoid causing commotion due to the obviously extraordinary identities of this group of old men and women, all of them were covered with a layer of magic spells.

When he arrived, Gretel was in a trance because of what he had inadvertently spied on.

So when flying to the top of the mountain, I didn't pay any attention to the surrounding environment.

Now that he had stepped out of the gate again, Gretel really looked at the legendary magical holy land, Kunlun, for the first time.

Hogwarts occupies a castle and is already the best magic school in Europe.

Now that he has moved to Kunlun, Grete knows what it means to compare people to death, and to compare goods with others.

There is not only one hilltop in Kunlun.

Because within sight of the naked eye, there are hurried monks above all the mountain tops.

The old man introduced Gretel to the two of them as they walked.

“Kunlun’s history can be traced back to ancient times.

Before the Central Kingdom appeared, construction had already begun in full swing here.

Until now, the entire Kunlun has hundreds of colleges, large and small.

In addition to Confucianism, Mohism, and Taoism, there are also Sword, Fa, Buddhism, Ming, Za, and Nong...

We walked next to each other to see what the little guy wanted to learn. "

Gretel couldn't help but be speechless. Should it be said that it was indeed a magical holy place that shocked the first Dark Lord and made him unforgettable decades later?

Even though the official visit hasn't started yet, Grete has already started to admire the little guy.

Such a place is a dream place for any wizard.

Endless collection of books, knowledge that has never been touched before, and a unique magical atmosphere...

Gretel regretted that he had not visited Kunlun for a long time.

If nothing else, it would at least save him a lot of detours during his research.

According to the old man's introduction, Grete knew that in order to hide the steaming magic power here, the entire Kunlun was shrouded in a magic circle.

They can't hide it.

After all, although in this ancient civilized country, there has never been a case of Muggles excluding and killing wizards.

However, in order to prevent magic from causing turmoil in the entire society, they gathered almost everything related to magic in the entire Central Kingdom to the famous mountains and rivers in the country.

Even if one of the dragons and phoenixes flying freely over Kunlun was exposed, it would cause an uproar in the Muggle world.

The ancient phoenix is ​​not the same thing as the western phoenix.

Dumbledore's Fawkes, although also called the Phoenix, is actually just a phoenix.

The real Phoenix is ​​much stronger and more charming.

At least, he shouldn't look like a chicken.

Kunlun's phoenix is ​​graceful and luxurious. Birds accompany it as it flies. Just hearing the phoenix's cry can calm people's mood instantly.

Then there is the dragon, surrounded by auspicious clouds, jumping between the clouds and dropping bursts of sweet rain.

Wherever he went, the flowers, trees and precious materials growing on the surface were much fresher and more vibrant.

The students at the agricultural college seemed to have a good relationship with the dragons. Several little dragons, still young, shuttled around these students.

From time to time, he would rush past others, frightening the student and quickly protecting the treasure he had finally cultivated.

Since calming down, the little guy following Gretel has obviously become more excited.

He knew that now was the time to choose a school for him.

Just like Gretel told him, the Sorting Hat of Hogwarts sorted them into four different houses based on their talents and wishes.

It’s just that there are too many schools here in Kunlun.

In addition, wizards from all over the world gathered together. If it were like Hogwarts, a sorting conference would be held.

I'm afraid that if I have to drive non-stop for three days and three nights, I may not be able to complete the separation.

So what has been implemented here is to sign up voluntarily and find the corresponding college according to your own preferences.

If suitable, they will be accepted as students.

If they really don't have the talent, they can only find other colleges.

The students of the Sword Academy looked brave. On the huge training ground, flying swords danced wildly, striking each other and creating bursts of fire.

The students of the Taoist Academy are the most out of the ordinary, and they are also the most similar to the wizards Gretel was familiar with in the past.

Every movement of his hands and feet followed by a mantra.

Looks charming.