Creation: I Am Azathoth

Rowling and Hermione are best friends.

Encountering such a strange incident today, they lost all intention of playing and quickly returned to the reserved room of the hotel.

However, when they returned to the room, they found that there was a piece of parchment on the empty wooden table in front of the door.

[Dear Ms. Rowling and Ms. Hermione, I am very glad that you are willing to be students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. 】

[However, since it takes a certain amount of time to build the academy, and I also need to be busy with other things, there is no way for you to enroll in a short time. 】

[As the principal, I don't want to see you delay your studies because of this. 】

[The rapid changes in the world have far exceeded my expectations, and dangers have also followed. 】

[Go to the London Library if you trust me. 】

[This parchment will guide you to find the corresponding learning materials, and can protect your safety in times of danger and inspire your talents. 】

[If something finds you before enrolling, don't be afraid or worry. 】

【——Love your Headmaster Dumbledore. 】

"Ah this..."

Looking at the parchment in their hands, Rowling and Hermione fell silent for a long time.

The neon thing has spread all over the world, and many urban legends continue to emerge around the world.

But Hermione still couldn't believe that among the billions of people in the entire European continent, they were so lucky to be chosen?

"It's amazing! I must go to Hallwards School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to learn magical magic!"

Rowling held the parchment in her hands, with a childlike smile on her face.

She thought of Mr. Dumbledore's magical powers displayed during the day.

The child of actors, Rowling is envious of being able to perform on the high-profile stage.

Now that she has another script and has the opportunity to perform on the world stage, how can she not be excited?

Compared to Rowling, Hermione was a little less courageous. She seemed to be hesitant, but she didn't know how to persuade her friend.

Rowling carefully put away the parchment and put it in the innermost layer of her handbag. Looking at the worried Hermione, she said:

"Don't be so scared, Hermione. Mr. Dumbledore looks very kind and powerful. If he wanted to kill us, he would have done it long ago."

"He opened the portal on the street, but he didn't attract anyone's attention!"

Hearing what Rowling said, Hermione also felt that it made sense.

During the day, Dumbledore, a living person, used teleportation magic on the street, but no one felt that it was abnormal, which in itself reflected his great strength.

As for them being able to see everything, perhaps Mr. Dumbledore did it on purpose.

But Hermione was still a little worried. At this time, Rowling could only use her own way to comfort her friends and bring them a sense of security...

She kissed her friend...

Slowly take off the clothes...

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Late at night.

In the pasta country, which is also a European country, there is a volcano named Etna, which is known as the volcano with the most eruptions in the world.

"Roar!"

At midnight, Mount Etna was awakened from its slumber by a loud roar that seemed to tear through the sky.

The sleeping residents and tourists in the city were awakened, and the staff of various hotels tried to comfort the restless people.

The violent rumbling sound was still there, and the people who woke up finally discovered the source of the sound - Mount Etna.

This active volcano has been active, and experts speculate that it may erupt magma again in the past ten years.

Will it erupt today?

But what is strange is that the black lacquered volcano just rumbled, but did not spew out any hot magma.

No one dared to take to the streets to see what was going on, and those who had the courage could only open a gap in the curtains and peek outside.

At the same time, Rowling and Hermione, who were sleeping soundly after finishing the "game", woke up suddenly in the city of London, thousands of kilometers apart.

The two looked towards the southeast at the same time.

They seemed to hear roars and roars, as if something was calling them.

Rowling murmured, "Over there...something is calling me...it wants me to hurry over..."

Hermione took out the map and searched in the direction she was called. On the map, she saw Mount Etna in the pasta country.

The two looked at each other, and they both felt that there was a little guy calling them in Mount Etna, which was thousands of kilometers away.

Rowling raised Hermione's chin and said, "Hermione, why don't we go to Pasta Country on our next trip? I want to see Mount Etna."

"If you want, Rowling."

Hermione blushed, unable to resist.

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