Just like the Truman Show in the movie, one wall, two worlds.

There are overgrown weeds outside the wall, and shrubs half as tall as a man have long encroached on the space that once belonged to human beings. They are growing densely, lushly and wildly.

Fortunately, the surrounding tall trees have long been cut down by Ian, otherwise it would not be an exaggeration to call it a subtropical rain forest.

Among the dense vegetation, a winding forest path is looming. Perhaps Irene often pruned it along the way. Fortunately, it has not been completely occupied by vegetation.

The two walked forward slowly, Ian followed behind Eileen, and the wand was already firmly in his hand to prevent sudden accidents and prepare for emergencies.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, we finally arrived at Eileen's residence.

The first thing you see is a three-story European-style building with towering Roman columns and beautifully carved round arches. There is a small garden of about 100 square meters in front of the gate, and in the middle is a landscape fountain sculpting a Cupid angel.

It’s just that these years of neglect have made the once luxurious villa look extremely dilapidated.

Pushing open the thick door, unlike the messy office building where Ian once lived, the furniture here was unexpectedly neat, but it was full of dust due to lack of cleaning.

But Ian can also understand, after all, clean water is also a scarce resource in the apocalypse. Irene had lived alone before. It was rare that the items here could be arranged so neatly while conserving her physical strength.

Erin looked at Ian who kept looking around after entering the door, and couldn't help but laugh at himself:

"It's dirty here, isn't it? Every time I see how spotless your room is, when I come back here, I always feel like a Cinderella working in the castle. After get off work every day, I return to my dilapidated house in the countryside."

"Ha, what are you talking about? I just lament the luxury here, you know? If the world didn't change and everything was business as usual, I might never have the chance to come here in my life."

"I will bring you here..." Irene said in an almost extremely weak voice.

Ian didn't notice this at all. He was still looking at the layout of the room and sighing. Then he said: "Go and pack the items you want to bring. I will wait for you here."

The cultivation in his previous life prevented Ian from rashly entering the room where girls lived, because this was a very rude and vulgar thing to do.

"Okay, I'll sort it out soon."

Eileen, who was obviously from an extraordinary background, also understood his underlying meaning.

Ian watched the other person's leaving figure. At this moment, he seemed to have nothing to do. He could only walk in the hall and take a look at the difference between these high-end furniture and the furniture he bought in Hogsmeade.

"Huh? Selling 60 million copies, translated into thirteen languages, classic fairy tale masterpiece - "Rosen's Fantastic Journey"

Ian accidentally discovered the book placed in the corner, and the introduction on the cover surprised him.

In fact, it's not his fault. The original body didn't leave much memory. What was left to him was just feelings, feelings of despair and panic about the end of the world.

So Ian really didn't know much about this world, so out of curiosity, he opened this book.

The content is truly worthy of its sales. The concept of the book is novel and the plot is fascinating. After only reading a little bit, Ian was attracted by the fantasy world depicted in this book.

After a while, his keen sense allowed him to detect the sound of Irene's footsteps, and he thought that the other party had sorted out her supplies.

Ian carefully put the book into his backpack and put it away, and saw Erin slowly walking downstairs. Although there were not many things, it was only filled with the contents of two hiking bags.

But Ian was still very gentlemanly and used the floating spell to help the other party carry the items. At the same time, he also said with some surprise: "Is this all there is?"

"Yes, that's all. This is not my home originally, and the whole world is like this. Is there anything else that can't be put away? So there are not many things to take, and more are the convenient storage you gave me before. food."

At this moment, Irene seemed to have regained her former grace, and answered decisively and rationally.

Ian also strongly agrees with this.

"Then let's go. Do you still need to say goodbye to this house?"

Irene didn't say anything after hearing this, but she looked around. There was no sadness or nostalgia in her eyes, but only expectations and yearning for the future.

Then he said softly: "Let's go! There is nothing here. We must live well in the future."

They walked through the gate and walked onto the path they came from. The bright moonlight shone on the ground like a silver ribbon. Although there was always a slight chill in the autumn night, neither of them seemed to notice the coldness.

At this moment, this place seems to have become a bardic dream, as ethereal and gorgeous as poetry, but also as vague and obscure as poetry. Against the background of the weird and twisted parasitic plants on both sides, every frame and every second brings a kind of weirdness to people. A sense of surreal art.

When the two returned home, it was almost midnight. Ian first lifted the floating spell and placed the two packages smoothly in the corner of the living room. At the same time he said:

"You are no stranger here. You can choose a room by yourself, but there should be no extra suitable rooms on the first floor. After you choose, I will help you clean the room with magic."

As Ian said, it took a month for Erin to become familiar with this place, so she made a choice without thinking too much.

"Let's take the second bedroom on the right side of the second floor. I like that floor-to-ceiling window and the warmth of the sun."

"Okay! Let's clean up first." With that said, Ian turned and walked towards the room on the second floor.

The second bedroom on the right is also familiar to Ian. He knew it when he first explored this house. As the other party said, it is a room with good lighting.

"Clean up!"

Once in the room, he pulled out his wand and cast a cleaning spell. Even the most hidden dust in the corner has been swept away.

Then he took out a few logs that had been prepared and used the transformation spell to make a bed and a simple storage cabinet. Then he turned around and said to Eileen behind him:

"It's a bit late. Let's just deal with it today. I'll help you make a bed and some furniture tomorrow."

"Didn't you already make the bed?"

Erin asked in surprise when she heard this.

"No, this is only temporary. I used transformation magic. In a week at most, these things will return to their original shapes, unless you want to suddenly fall out of bed one day." Ian also explained patiently. Reason.

Erin shrugged slightly and said with some sigh: "Okay, amazing magic!"

"The rest is your business. You also know that everything is put in the storage room. You can pick some daily items yourself."

After saying this, Ian walked downstairs without looking back.

Mainly because he was still thinking about the novel "Rosen's Fantastic Journey", because through this book he thought of a very important thing, that is, he can completely use the cultural resources of this world to become a figure in the magical world. Famous text copy public.

The reason why he thinks this way is that when he plans to explore the secrets of magic alchemy, he no longer plans to spend the little magic power left in the magic stone to turn stone into gold. If the magic power of the Philosopher's Stone was exhausted, it would leave him with a useless stone.

This was undoubtedly the most costly thing to do, and it would do him no good except for a few galleons.

He had previously worried about how to find a new way to make money without using the magic stone. But after reading this book today, all the problems were solved.

As a best-selling author, this career that brings both fame and fortune is the best and most suitable. You will not see Lockhart as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next year, but he has reached the pinnacle of his profession.

With this plan in mind, Ian returned to the room, and after a brief wash, he lay on the bed, took out the novel, and started reading.

He made up his mind that if the content and plot of this book had indeed never appeared in that world, he would go and sweep the city's library early tomorrow morning.

Perhaps it was due to the work and rest habits he had developed before. After just reading for a while, Ian felt sleepy. Adhering to the principle of not staying up late, he chose to follow his biological clock, closed the book and fell asleep.

Ian still had a high-quality sleep that night. He was woken up only once in the early hours by the rustling sound upstairs. After hearing the sound, he immediately took out the wand from the pillow and held it in his hand. However, after a moment, he thought of something and put down the wand again speechlessly.

"Hey, I forgot about Eileen..."

He has always lived alone in the apocalypse, and the vigilance he has developed over a long period of time makes him extremely sensitive to any movement. Ian was really uncomfortable with the unexpected addition of one person.

The so-called incompatibility is mainly due to the fact that after this period of time, Irene's diet, washing and maintenance have made her already proud figure and delicate face become bigger and more beautiful.

On the other hand, although Ian has been single in his previous life, it does not mean that he does not understand. Thanks to the popular science provided by those well-known 'teachers', he is also knowledgeable about these things.

In addition, this body has already passed its 15th birthday, and if the speed of time in both worlds is included, it is almost 16 years old. Moreover, Westerners are inherently precocious, so when Ian thought of the rustling sound just now, he became a little distraught.

"Let's put the speculum on tomorrow and block out the sound. I can relax and sleep without having to be so alert." Ian thought to himself.

When it comes to the popularity of alchemical items in the magic world, many people may not necessarily know about the magic stone, but they must know about telescopes and looking glasses.

The former is an indispensable item for watching Quidditch matches, while the latter, although it looks like a toy, is the best prop that ordinary wizards must have to defend against malicious dark wizards.

The Looking Glass is a rotating glass top. Whenever there is an untrustworthy or malicious person around the wizard, it will continue to glow, rotate, and sound a harsh whistle.

Therefore, the practicality and convenience of the looking glass make it the first choice item for any wizard engaged in dangerous tasks.

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