Hufflepuff in the Marvel Universe

As soon as these words came out, Larry's expression suddenly changed and he stretched out his hand to push Gu Zhongyan out.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you are talking about, but it's time for the museum to get off work and I have to close the door. Guests, please leave immediately. If you have any questions, you can contact my superior supervisor. He will contact you at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

Go to the museum on time for work in the middle of the night, you can come back then."

However, as a multiverse god, how could Gu Zhongyan be pushed out by a mere ordinary person?

Larry's hand didn't even touch him, and he instantly returned to his original position.

The change in time and space caught him off guard. The loss of the supporting part under his hand directly caused his body to lose balance. With a plop, his whole body fell in front of Gu Zhongyan in a posture of prostrate to the ground.

Ignoring Larry who fell to the ground, Gu Zhongyan smiled and walked directly past him, passing through the gate guarded by two huge Anubis sculptures and walking slowly towards the depths of the hall. A mummy coffin was held in his hand.

golden writing tablet.

Ancient Egyptian characters are spread all over the golden tablets, writing the name of the god Kongsu and ancient spells, exuding a faint trace of the divine power of the moon.

"Hey, don't touch it, who the hell are you?!"

At this time, Larry, who had already gotten up from the ground, rushed over, hugged the writing board tightly, and looked at Gu Zhongyan nervously.

"I'm telling you, if you don't think you have superpowers, you can do whatever you want. This is New York, and there are many superheroes. If you do anything random, I'll call the police immediately."

"This is a museum. The exhibits here are the private property of the museum and are protected by law. Please don't mess around."

Hearing his warning, Gu Zhongyan stopped and looked at him with a half-smile: "Oh, if that's the case, I'd like to know if, besides you, Mr. Daley, the museum's senior officials know about an item in their venue.

What about private property, having the ability to make other property come alive at night?”

"I don't know, how will they react after knowing that Mr. Larry, you knew that the tablet had the ability to make the exhibits come alive at night, but chose to hide it and enjoy the power of the tablet alone?"

Larry's face turned pale, his hands holding the writing board tightened again and again, and his lips trembled as he said, "I, I don't know what you are talking about, you, you are the one who wants to take away the exhibits."

"Are you talking about the resurrection of an exhibit? I don't know. I, let me tell you, if you don't leave, I will really call the police."

"Oh?" The smile on Gu Zhongyan's face deepened, he took a deep look at Larry and said, "Does Mr. Daley really know nothing? Don't you think the scene in front of you is very familiar?"

As he spoke, Gu Zhongyan snapped his fingers, and then, a dull sound that Larry heard every night came.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of huge creatures running on the ground was heard, and the whole ground trembled slightly. With a piercing sound, a huge figure poked its head out of the door.

That is the logo of the New York Museum of Natural History, a Tyrannosaurus rex fossil specimen placed in the middle of the hall... Tyrannosaurus rex has no flesh and blood, no skin, and only some bone fossils are left. Even these fossils are deceptive.

It was fake, but now this Tyrannosaurus rex specimen not only came to life, but also ran happily from the hall to the Egyptian exhibition hall like a domesticated dog.

The huge white bone tail was swaying vigorously behind the back, and the head the size of a car was bent down, rubbing at Gu Zhongyan's feet, as if it was like a pet dog spoiled by its owner.

Larry, who had spent hundreds of days and nights with these exhibits, opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Other exhibits in the venue, from bronze statues to animal specimens, everything comes to life and is gathered here one by one.

The ancient Roman soldiers who were fighting were all little people with the size of fingers, the extremely heavy bronze statue of Columbus, the primitive people who drilled wood to make fire, the Huns with bows and arrows and scimitars, lions, elephants, and even his old man.

His friend Ross also came to Gu Zhongyan on a wax horse and expressed his surrender to him.

"How, how could this happen? Hey, Roosevelt, it's me, it's me, Larry, what is going on, who is this person, why are you..."

Larry was about to ask why they were so respectful to Gu Zhongyan, when he suddenly remembered something and quickly picked up his phone and took a look. The time showed six ten.

Then he looked up and looked out the window. Although the brilliance of the setting sun was far less dazzling than at noon, the orange light was still enough to keep the earth bright.

"This is impossible? It's a dream. This must be a dream! It must be!"

Looking at the sunshine coming in from the window, Larry was dumbfounded. He closed his eyes blankly and kept talking.

At this time, he felt a lightness in his arms and quickly opened his eyes, only to see that the writing board that he had held tightly in his arms had escaped from his arms at some point and was now floating towards Gu Zhongyan's hands.

Then, he saw Gu Zhongyan smiling at him and saying, "It's not impossible, Mr. Daley. There are so many weird and weird things popping up in this world, so it's not surprising at all."

"Besides, isn't this what you see every night? I just changed the time to daytime, but you can't accept it? Isn't this kind of adaptability too bad?"

Only then did Larry have to accept that everything he was seeing was true.

"But, how is this possible? Who are you?" Larry asked with trembling lips.

"It's nothing, it's just a little trick. Giving life to dead objects can only be regarded as a relatively simple magic. For gods, it is not worth mentioning."

"The power that seems so miraculous to you is just a toy for children to play with for many beings."

"If it weren't for the fact that this writing board had some other uses, I wouldn't have even looked at it even if it was thrown on the ground."

As he said that, Gu Zhongyan spread his hands and said, "As for me, except for today, I don't think we will have any intersection. Originally, I wanted to take the writing board secretly, or even forge one."

"But after thinking about it, let's return the museum to its original appearance. The collection will be resurrected, but it will just become a large amusement park. There is really no need."

"What's fake is fake. Even if you wake up at night, it won't become real. Why bother tossing it around and causing so much trouble?"

"I took the writing board away. You should treat this as a fantasy dream."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers again, and everything in the museum instantly returned to its original state, and Gu Chongyan's figure disappeared. Only Larry stood there alone, as if he had been in a dream and could not recover for a long time.

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Arakawa outside the threshold reminds you: remember to collect it after reading it