Harry potter galactic empire

Mr. Streetlight seemed to be stunned by Lin Mo's proposal. It took him a long time to react: "Go to... Hogwarts with you?"

"Yes, as far as I know, the roads in Hogwarts are also very complicated. The stairs can move at any time, and there are various hidden paths. There will definitely be many students who are confused about the direction and need your help.

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Mr. Street Lamp flickered expectantly, and then lowered his lamp arm: "But, but I don't know the road there. I have been in the big market for so many years, and I am only familiar with the shops here..."

"You will always be familiar with it! After all, you are a professional magic guide. As long as you live in Hogwarts for a period of time, you will definitely be able to figure out the distribution of roads and classrooms there. If others don't tell me, at least I need your help, and

Jane." Lin Mo didn't hesitate to get involved with the classmate he had just met: "Evel, she definitely needs your help!"

"Miss Ewell really doesn't care much about the direction of the road. She always followed the wrong direction before..."

"Yes, and," Lin Mo struck while the iron was hot: "I will also pay you for the directions. Of course, I can't give you so much every day at the beginning (after all, five knuts a day is nearly four galleons a year).

), but I will have money in the future."

"That's not necessary, but," Mr. Street Deng still had no confidence: "Is this really okay?"

"Don't worry, the admission letter didn't say that it's forbidden to carry magic street lamps. Anything that's not prohibited is allowed. You will be the magic item I brought in in name only, of course."

"Besides, even if you really encounter a problem, you can still ask Principal Dumbledore. He will definitely be willing to take you in."

"That doesn't dare, that doesn't dare," when he heard that he actually wanted to disturb the great Dumbledore about his own affairs, Mr. Streetlight waved his arms repeatedly, but when he thought that he would have the opportunity to meet that man at Hogwarts,

The legendary wizard, the wizard who personally improved the wick magic of their guiding lights, could not help but flash with excitement:

"Then, I'll trouble Mr. Lin Mo."

The Street Lamp Hotel has been taken away by the scar-faced inspector with big eyes. According to Mr. Street Lamp, other residences in the big market start at least five cents, which is equivalent to half a month's room fee at the Street Lamp Hotel. And next to the Galaxy Plaza

The hotels are even more expensive, don’t even think about it.

Lin Mo looked at the money bag and couldn't count the entire Galleons.

Hey, there's nothing I can do, just find a place to make do.

When he passed by Flourish and Blott Bookstore, he was glared at by the big-nosed female owner Buck again. Lin Mo was too embarrassed to go in again. Besides, Flourish and Blott Bookstore would be closed at night. He and Street Deng walked around the big market and visited some interesting shops.

shop until late at night, and finally arrived at the Leaky Cauldron.

There were not many customers in the bar, and they were scattered around.

This time I am here for consumption. Lin Mo said confidently: "How much is the cheapest thing here?"

"Lemon soda," Old Tom didn't even bother to look up: "Five Knots, no refills!"

Lin Mo quietly looked at the dark rag in the other person's hand, sweating on his forehead, and coughed slightly: "Where is the food? Do you have the cheapest snacks?"

"Peanuts, ten kats a plate."

His eyes lit up, this is great!

"Just a plate of peanuts!" Lin Mo counted out ten knuts and slapped them on the counter with great force: "More sugar and less salt!"

Old Tom rolled his eyes, waved Nat away, and knocked on the counter.

A small plate of steaming and fragrant peanuts floated out from the back kitchen. Lin Mo took it and took Mr. Street Light to find a comfortable corner to sit down. He dried up the crispy peanuts like a whirlwind (the leftovers were left in the familiar place).

The second half was on the plate to prevent it from closing), he took out the History of Magic from the package, and read two pages in a daze, feeling increasingly sleepy.

I wrapped myself in a long coat, lay down on the table, and fell asleep at dawn.

I burped a few times and felt like I had spent the night in a 24-hour fried chicken restaurant in my previous life.

My waist is a little sore, but it's much more comfortable than carrying out missions outside with the captain and the others.

In the past few years, he had slept a lot in the simple tent. The nights on El Star were dry and cold, and the Gobi Desert was also hard. He had to be constantly vigilant about attacks by insects for fear of dreaming of getting into their stomachs, so he never slept well.

Embarrassed to look at Old Tom's face, Lin Mo wanted to leave the bar quietly, but found that they were in some trouble and he couldn't carry the street lamp.

"Mr. Streetlight, can you be gentler?"

"It seems...it can't be done. Let me give it a try..." Street lights have never encountered this problem.

"Get lighter... Oh, okay, I can also become smaller." He shrank and was now only slightly taller than Lin Mo: "This is already the limit."

"Please don't speak, don't make any movements, and don't flash or shine in front of Muggles."

"Oh, it's like ordinary lamps, right? No problem! There are many ordinary lamps in the magic world."

"I'm sorry." Lin Mo picked up the rusty street lamp, pushed his luggage, and swaggered into the Galaxy Plaza. He soon appeared in the sight of ordinary people, attracting everyone's surprise.

"Wow, look, look, what is that person carrying?"

"It looks like a lamp...? Damn it, it's probably a prop from some fashion store, it looks really similar!"

"If I were carrying that street lamp, I would definitely yell at you, and no one would be able to hit you!"

"Not to mention, Esta Star is indeed the capital city, with such excellent culture, art and design! Excellent!"

"That's right. It looks so light that a child can carry it, but it has such high quality. I've only seen lamps like this in games."

You kidding me, don't run away if you dare, come to me and see if I don't knock you to death with the light...

The swaggering Lin Mo soon began to regret his choice. Although the street lamp had tried to become lighter, it was still heavy for him, and his shoulders were burning. Moreover, there were too many curious eyes around him. What if he accidentally violated something?

Wizarding Secrecy Act", God knows how troublesome it will be.

"Mr. Street Lamp, please don't speak..."

In his time, a talking street lamp would have been nothing, just an intelligent voice assistant with a speaker. However, the Galaxy Republic seems to have no technology tree to develop intelligent robots. At most, it is just an automatic robot on the assembly line in a factory.

Assembling machines, cruising and setting routes for aircraft, and work such as asteroid mining in space still require a large amount of labor.

In terms of intelligence, the Republic was hardly more advanced than he remembered.

This was one of the things he didn't understand.

For the Esta Capital Region, King's Cross Station is an important transportation hub. In the atmosphere, apart from those expensive small aircraft, hover trains are the most convenient and fastest means of transportation.

People come and go here, and the passenger flow is very large.

Lin Mo carried the street lamp and pushed his luggage, and walked through the security check nervously.

There were no sirens ringing in his ears, and he was not pushed to the ground by any agents who suddenly rushed out. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Platform nine and three-quarters... Arriving between the ninth and tenth ticket gates, Lin Mo put down the street lamp and found a seat to sit down. There was still more than half an hour before the departure time. He and Ivel agreed to meet here.

, don’t rush in.

Soon I saw two adults in strange clothes pushing a cart of luggage and taking their children into the wall.

The people around them didn't notice their disappearance at all.

Another ten minutes passed, and Ivel still hadn't appeared, but a boy pushing luggage stopped next to him. He looked a little thin, wore loose clothes, had a pair of round-rimmed glasses in front of his beautiful green eyes, and his hair was messy.

He covered his forehead. He looked around as if he was lost, pacing back and forth between the ninth and tenth ticket gates, his face full of anxiety.

And there was a covered birdcage in his luggage.

You're right, Harry Who Lived!

"Hey, hello, are you going to Hogwarts too?" Lin Mo asked, trying not to look too excited.