Harry Potter: The Age of Magic

After discussing the learning space for a while, Rossi told them about his experiences while doing the main mission.

After listening to Rossi's story, Abo, who had already completed the preparatory tasks for the main mission, said that he had done a fake mission.

They continued chatting like this until ten o'clock in the evening, and the four drunken people separated.

Sprinkling a handful of advanced floo powder, Rossi teleported directly to Hogwarts.

After using skill points to reach level three of the Disapparation Charm in the Charms classroom, she stumbled to the door of the Gryffindor common room on the eighth floor while still drunk.

"Password!" the yawning fat lady asked without opening her eyes.

"Uh... good luck?"

This is the password she used in the copy.

"The password is correct!"

The fat lady, who was plagued by waves of sleepiness, lazily moved out of the way without raising her head.

"Good night, madam!"

After saying good night as usual, Rosie half-closed her eyes and followed the route she had taken for nearly a year, all the way to her dormitory.

Huh? Locked?

"The Alajo Cave is open!"

The alcohol anesthesia made her forget for a moment that this was not a copy, and she took out her wand and lightly clicked on the door lock.

Then, she gently pushed the door open, took off her clothes and lay down on the soft bed.

Hmm? Today’s pillow feels soft and so comfortable!

With this thought in her mind, she fell asleep in a daze.

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, when Rosie logged into the game after washing, she was shocked to see a thirteen- to four-year-old girl with long crimson hair sitting in front of her.

Seeing her open her eyes, the girl's apricot-like eyes suddenly lit up:

"You finally woke up. You drank so much and you slept like a pig!"

"Who are you……"

After giving her a surprised look, Rossi's eyes quickly scanned the dormitory with a familiar layout.

Oops, I forgot that it is no longer in the copy.

Recalling what happened last night, she couldn't help but rub her forehead in embarrassment.

"I am Lily Evans, a second year student at Hogwarts."

After introducing himself, seeing Rossi put her hand on her forehead, Evans asked with concern, "How are you? Are you still hungover?"

Lily Evans? Is this name Harry's mother?

Rosie raised her eyes in surprise, and after looking into the other person's iconic blue eyes, she immediately confirmed her identity.

These eyes are indeed similar to Harry's eyes!

"You lie down on the bed and wait a moment. I'll get you some honey water."

Evans, wrapped in pajamas, jumped out of bed, quickly ran to the desk and started flopping.

"Why are you...so calm?"

Rosie was a little strange. According to common sense, if another person suddenly appeared in his bed, even if the other person was of the same sex, he would feel worried and scared, right?

"Can you not be calm? I was woken up by you in the middle of the night and almost scared me to death!"

Evans said angrily, "Fortunately, when I turned on the light, I saw a girl who was still asleep and couldn't wake up, otherwise I would have called the professor!"

Uh... players outside the dungeon will automatically log off after falling asleep. Of course you can't wake me up...

Muttering in his mind, Rossi looked at the other person with an apologetic look:

"I'm sorry, I drank a little too much last night and my memory was a little confused, so you didn't have a good sleep. Yes, my name is Luo..."

"Rosie, I know!"

Evans came back with a glass of water, "We all saw your speech in the square. If the dean hadn't allowed it, we would have gone out to join in the fun."

So, am I still a celebrity at Hogwarts?

While thinking, I heard Evans say solemnly: "By the way, if you drink too much and have nowhere to go, you can come to me, but don't just break into other people's dormitories again. It's too scary."

It’s also dangerous!”

I'm not that kind of person either!

With a silent rebuttal, Rossi took the water glass dumbfounded:

"Thank you, but I wouldn't do that kind of thing."

Evans rolled his eyes, obviously not believing what she said:

"No matter what, don't break into the boys' dormitory!"

"That's definitely not the case!"

Rossi replied helplessly.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight came in from the window.

"Dingle bell!"

The alarm clock on the bedside also rang.

"Ah, it's already this time! If you want to sleep, you can sleep a little longer, I have to go to class!"

After giving Rossi a warning, Evans hurriedly changed his clothes, picked up his schoolbag on the table and ran out the door.

"goodbye!"

Looking at her hurried back, Rosie couldn't help but miss the experience in the copy of "Azkaban".

…

Eight fifteen in the morning.

Rosie, dressed in a red dress, walked out of McCrum's fireplace teleportation point in high spirits.

Three days have passed, and the main mission has been completed. As agreed, she will go to Wilson Manor to find Christina.

Wilson Manor was built on a piece of high ground south of Macroom.

Come out of the south entrance of the village and walk along the main road paved with bluestone for ten minutes. At the forked intersection, follow the signs and turn east. After walking for another five or six minutes, you will see a large-scale manor.

That's Wilson Manor.

Since there are many players doing the main tasks, there is an endless stream of players coming and going on this road.

But when Rossi approached the manor, with the sound of "wave", those players disappeared very suddenly.

Is this the mission level?

After looking at the prompts on the system panel, Rossi murmured softly and walked quickly towards the gate of the manor.

Before she could get closer, she heard a deep voice coming from the wall of the manor:

"Ryan, do you think our family will really own a magic stone?"

Huh? Did you mention the Philosopher's Stone again?

Rosie immediately stopped and listened quietly to their conversation.

"Stop making trouble, Warren, who doesn't know that the only person in the world who can make and own the Philosopher's Stone is Nicoléme."

The man named Ryan said in a low voice, "I don't know who he is, but he actually made up such outrageous rumors. He is really heartbroken!"

"The most outrageous thing is not this."

Warren smiled bitterly, "The most outrageous thing is that there are still people who believe such outrageous things!"

With a laugh, Ryan replied: "Who says it's not the case? We have sent away so many wizards who visited our manor for the Sorcerer's Stone these days. They also don't think about it. If the Sorcerer's Stone is so easy to make, what will happen throughout the ages?

Perhaps only Nicolas Flamel made the Philosopher's Stone."

"I'm only worried about one thing now."

After hearing this, Warren sighed, "Will those remaining extremists from the Saints organization come to us because of this?"

"Maybe not? I think that's also a rumor, right?"

Ryan's tone was a little hesitant, "The Elder Wand is the legendary Deathly Hallows. Dumbledore won't really have to break it, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. As a legendary wizard, Dumbledore doesn't need to use the Elder Wand to enhance his strength."

Elder wand, broken?

Rossi suddenly remembered what he had seen when he was on the regular job.

She still remembered that at the end of that mission, it was the person from the Saints organization who got the broken Elder Wand, but how could this matter be spread?

Voldemort again?

She couldn't help but sigh as she made a judgment in her heart. Except for Voldemort who was about to rise, I'm afraid no one would jump out and do so many things at this time.

After the zombie camp emerges, if players all join the zombies for powerful black magic, then the name of this game should really be changed to "Voldemort: Age of Magic".

"Who's out there?"

Hearing Rossi's sigh, the two people inside the wall gave a low shout, quickly opened the door and rushed out.