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Chapter 56: The Magic Academy Seems to Be a Success
Back to reality, in order to save time, Zhang Mu went straight to the shop selling Chinese herbal medicine and bought a batch of herbs needed to make magic potions and healing potions.
Put it in the inventory and summon a portal to another world.
I originally wanted to find a remote and deserted corner outside the city to hide the herbs.
But because the maze is about to open, a large number of adventure groups have come to Bala City, and there is almost no untouched place outside the city.
After thinking about the formation, I had to return to the city and find a hotel to book a room.
He paid one month's rent in one go, told the staff not to disturb him, hid a large box of herbs in the house, and opened a portal back to reality.
The next few days were very peaceful, and the city-wide anti-Kong drill conducted in Su City did not affect the normal life of him and other citizens.
Therefore, after this matter made a few small waves in the pool of the Internet, there was no further movement.
Six days later, Zhang Mu successfully obtained his passport, pulled his suitcase, and boarded a flight to Ying Country.
At first he planned to fly directly to Moxico, where guns were rampant, including heavy firepower weapons such as RPGs. The government was non-existent and its control over the country was almost zero.
Purchasing weapons is very convenient.
But if you fly directly over there, you might be noticed.
After all, the chaotic situation in Moxico is basically well known, and people would not travel to a country where their lives may be threatened at any time.
So he thought about staying in Ying Country for a day first, then transferring to Yingjiang's home, and finally using shadow magic to cross the border on foot into Moxico.
Pretend to be wandering around aimlessly without any purpose, making sure not to show any abnormality.
The plane flew very fast, and after about twelve hours, Zhang Mu, wearing a mask, walked out of London International Airport with his suitcase.
His flight was at ten in the morning, and after a twelve-hour journey, it should have been ten in the evening.
But because of the time difference, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon in London, and the sun was scorching hot.
I was standing in the waiting area outside the airport gate and waiting for a while. A taxi drove up and stopped in front of me.
Zhang Mu's English was okay, and he communicated smoothly with the driver. After a few words, he told him to go to the city center, and then he got in the car and set off.
An hour later, they arrived at King's Cross in the city center. He paid with the pounds he had exchanged in advance and got off the bus. He picked a direction at random and moved through the crowd, pulling his suitcase.
While walking around, I looked around curiously.
He had often seen this city in the news, but this was his first time visiting it in person, so he inevitably felt a little curious.
The novelty wore off quickly, and after a while Zhang Mu felt that it was boring, so he found a restaurant, sat down, and ate and drank his fill.
When paying the bill, the young waitress stared at him in a somewhat blatant manner, her face exposed because she took off her mask to eat.
Give him some time and chat with him enthusiastically.
When I learned that he was here for tourism, I told him that there was a lively event being held at King's Cross Station today. It was quite rare and worth a visit.
The flight to Eagle Sauce is tomorrow. Anyway, I have to stay here today and have nothing to do, so I might as well go take a look.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu thanked him, walked out of the shop, and slowly strolled towards the station along the streets which were very different from those in China.
The senior should have arrived in the capital. From what Andre said, the situation in the capital seems to be quite tense.
What's the matter?
Tsk, the teacher left without telling me anything and didn’t even leave me any contact information.
Are you afraid that I will know they are in a bad situation and run to find them?
Before I left, my teacher told me to wait until I was strong enough and wanted to go to the capital, then I could go. But, what kind of strength is considered strong enough?
Scratching his head in annoyance, Zhang Mu felt a little depressed. It would be nice if he could give a progress bar.
He thought about going to the capital to ask Avril after entering the maze, but then he changed his mind and gave up the idea.
If you don't have enough strength to solve the problem, what's the point of going to the capital to ask for the answer? It will only drag them down and distract them from your own safety, with no positive effect.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu recalled the night when Avril knocked him out and leaned over to lead the Thunder Wolf leader away.
My right hand unconsciously stroked the corner of my mouth, as if after so many days, I could still feel a hint of coolness.
His expression became inexplicably complicated. Senior sister, you woman... don't take your life lightly...
"oh!!!
Another Muggle, next, next!"
The noise woke Zhang Mu up. He looked around and before he knew it, he had walked into the railway station hall.
The shouting sound came from the right.
There was a circle of people surrounding it, and it was so crowded that I couldn't see what was happening inside.
Is this the activity that person was talking about?
Seeing the cheers getting louder and louder, Zhang Mu walked closer curiously and squeezed to the front of the crowd.
Everyone held up their mobile phones, with the cameras pointed at a grey wall made of square bricks. Embedded in the wall was a luggage cart with only the back half, as if the front half had traveled through to the world behind the wall.
There is a vertical billboard next to it that reads - Entrance to Platform Nine and Three Quarters.
At this moment, someone was running and hitting the wall and falling to the ground, then screaming "Damn, it's closed."
Zhang Mu realized that this was a famous filming location for the movie Harry Potter, which was adapted from the novel series.
In the movie, this is a train entrance that Muggles cannot see or enter, and this train leads to the mysterious magic school - Hogwarts.
So, they were imitating a movie plot?
Zhang Mu has seen this movie.
There is a plot where the protagonist and his classmates, after their vacation, are late for the bus to school on the morning of the first day of vacation.
The entrance to the platform was closed, and instead of passing through the wall as usual, they hit it hard and fell down.
The meaning is quite interesting.
Fans of the movie lined up and bumped into the wall one by one. Zhang Mu held up his tilted suitcase and watched with interest.
The fans were very enthusiastic. When they saw Zhang Mu's exotic face, they warmly invited him to try it too.
"Hey friend, wanna try and see if you're a muggle?"
After a pause, Zhang Mu smiled and waved his hand to refuse: "Thank you very much for your invitation, but the illusion of the magic academy..."
He suddenly stopped talking halfway through.
Magic school?
To Westerners, this thing is the same concept as the immortal cultivation sects in the Eastern people's cognition.
It seems... there is a way.
Thinking about how he would "show his prowess in front of others" and pave the way for his subsequent extraordinary appearance in the world, Zhang Mu felt that the magic academy was just a good gimmick.
Squinting his eyes and pondering the situation, Zhang Mu turned around, squeezed out of the crowd, went into the bathroom partition and locked the door.
It is easy for cultivators to not adapt to the local climate here, but things like magic and witches are the unique culture that has been nurtured here for many years.
He took out his cell phone, turned on the camera function, and pointed the front camera at himself.
Zhang Mu plans to use transfiguration to construct the image of a magician from another world, and those are authentic magicians.
Then I thought again, not everything that is true will be accepted.
Rumors that conform to people's imaginations, even if they violate the logic of reality or are completely fabricated, are more likely to make people believe them.
So, Zhang Mu recalled the scattered movie fragments in his mind.
Soon, a figure dressed 70% like Dumbledore appeared.
The old man was not tall, with thick white hair and beard, wearing a black robe that covered his entire body, a pointed wizard hat with a round brim, and holding a round wooden staff that looked like a teaching stick.
The most essential thing is the small round glasses on the bridge of the nose.
Looking at the old man on the phone screen, Zhang Mu nodded with satisfaction and put the phone and suitcase into the inventory.
He pushed open the door of the toilet partition and walked towards Platform 9 and 3/4, muttering, "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, school is about to start."
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"It's a pity that the foreign tourist seems to have left." Lyon held up his phone and said to his friends, "He should have seized this precious event.
You know, he might never come to London again."
"He doesn't understand Harry Potter, let alone the charm of magic." The friend also looked regretful.
As we were chatting, another young man hit the wall and fell to the ground, screaming "Damn it, it's closed!"
Leon and his friend immediately threw away the gloomy atmosphere and pointed their phones at the other end: "Another Muggle, next one!"
"Gentlemen, could you please make way? My train is about to leave."
“We were here first…” Leon and his friend turned their heads and retorted in an unhappy tone.
But when they saw the person asking the question, they subconsciously froze, opened their mouths, and forgot what to say.
The person in front of them was an old man with white hair and beard. Of course, if that were all, they would not have reacted like this.
The old man dressed them in a way they were very familiar with.
His entire body was covered by a wide black robe, and his wizard's hat had a round-brimmed pointed top. The round wooden staff he held in his hand looked very much like the pointer a school teacher would use to give lectures.
Oh, and with those little round glasses, it's like a Hogwarts wizard in the movie, walking out of the TV screen and standing right in front of you.
They looked at each other and thought, Harry Potter actually has such an old and loyal fan?
Besides being shocked, I also felt a little ashamed.
He claims to be a die-hard Harry Potter fan everywhere, but wears an ordinary T-shirt when attending events.
Not to mention the old man, who was dressed as a Hogwarts wizard, they didn't even prepare a decent peripheral poster.
All he does is raise his phone to take pictures. How can he be called a die-hard fan?
"Gentlemen?