People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 265: The Absurd World of Witch Supremacy

"Is this Hogwarts?"

"Normal Hogwarts?"

"Are they themselves?"

The audience was extremely surprised by everything in the picture.

The familiar carriage and the fields outside the window, as well as the loud clacking sounds of snack carts moving in the aisle.

This is clearly the Hogwarts Express.

And the students walking outside the carriage were all wearing normal plain black school uniforms.

But what surprised them the most were the four warriors who retained their original appearance.

Especially Harry and Cedric, don't they give themselves away by looking like this?
Could it be the person who is being played?

What about the original Harry and Cedric?

Or maybe it’s not in the present timeline, but in the past or future where they both don’t exist yet?
Potter is fine, it's not a rare surname among Muggles.

Diggory
However, the Warriors were not shocked for as long as the audience thought.

After finding from the reflection in the window glass that they had not changed and everything around them was so familiar, the first thing they did was to bend down and pull out the suitcase and open it.

When they settled the last mission, they noticed that discovering the world background also counted as a contribution.

But it depends on the order. Whoever comes first gets it.

However, among the four warriors, Harry's actions were interrupted.

Swish, the car door opened.

Two red-haired girls walked in.

The straightforward girl in the lead, who Harry found strangely familiar, ignored the timid girl next to her and asked directly, "Is anyone here? All other places are full."

The timid girl looked at Harry's open suitcase and complained in a low voice: "Why didn't you knock on the door first? He's obviously busy with other things."

Harry's body froze, "Mom?"

(Snape is incredulous, "Lily?")
(Could this be Lily’s student days more than a decade ago?)

(All the audience looked at Harry. There was no information in the boxes of other warriors.)
The timid girl's face suddenly turned as red as her hair.

The outspoken girl said unhappily, "Harley is only sixteen! Where did she get such a big son!"

(Ron rubbed his eyes, looked in the mirror, and dared not speak.)
Harry? The name made Harry's heart skip a beat.

This face, which was exactly the same as her mother's, gave him some guesses.

The timid girl nudged her friend with her elbow, "Maybe he got the wrong person."

When Harry's eyes touched her, she quickly hid behind her friend again.

The straightforward girl didn't bother about Harry's address, but said to her friend unhappily, "They're just wizards, aren't they? There's nothing to be afraid of. They're just a bunch of primitive people who are still using small wooden sticks."

(Dumbledore and other observant wizards frowned. It seemed that witches in this world had a higher status and did not use wands.)
(Olivander and other wand makers began to have a bad feeling.)
"Watch me and learn from me."

She looked at Harry and stretched out her right hand. "Hello, I'm Ron Weasley. What's your name?"

(Mrs. Weasley and Ginny looked at each other and began to doubt their lives.)
(Fred and George stood on the stool, "That's our sister!" "In the other world, he is a girl!")
(Lavender hugs her boyfriend's arm as he freezes. "Girl lo-lo!")
"Ron!" Harry swallowed, now finally recognizing the outline of his friend in this softer face.

Ron ignored Harry's fuss and withdrew her hand.

She looked at her friend with a stern look.

Harry stretched out his hand tremblingly. "Hello, I'm Harry Peverell."

(Looking at Harry like this, Snape knew that she was not Lily, but his heart still melted. He had never seen Lily like this before. She was really, really cute!)

(Dumbledore once again confirmed his thoughts. Witches in this world do have a higher status.)
(Potter's ancestor married the daughter of the Peverell family and inherited the Peverell family's invisibility cloak.)
(And in this world where witches have a higher status, male wizards obviously change their surnames to those of women.)
(But, if that's the case, why would Ron's last name be Weasley instead of Prewett?)
(Is it possible that the status of modern wizards has improved? Otherwise, Harry would have taken his mother's last name, Evans.)
Although the last name didn't match, Harry was sure that this Harry was himself in this world.

After all, who else could be Ron's good friend besides Harry?
"Hello." Harry responded quickly. He was afraid that he would cry if he waited too long in this world. He explained, "I just confirmed the wrong person. You look a bit like my mother."

"Ah?" Harry, who had hidden behind Ron, poked his head out again, "I look like my mother, too."

(Snape, who was almost overwhelmed by the cuteness, forced himself to lower the corners of his mouth.)
(Bajir, who was frantically harvesting the rising emotional energy and continuously investing it into the world to make it more perfect, was somewhat speechless. He could not imagine that the incarnation of the female in Harry's mind would be of this character. At the same time, he began to look forward to the audience's subsequent reactions.)
Harry blinked, and the moment their eyes met, he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity with himself in this world.

Apparently the feeling wasn't one-sided, as Harley began to relax.

"It would be nice if I had a daughter, mom." In her heart, Lily looked at her 'daughter' who looked exactly like her through Harry's eyes.

"What are you looking at!" Ron stood in front of Harry, interrupting the eye contact.

And as her eyes met Harry's, they both instantly felt an electric sensation.

The straightforward and bold red-haired girl lowered her head subconsciously, with a blush on her face.

Harry also became nervous, and his throat began to dry up as he unconsciously tidied up his messy hair.

(Ginny's eyes darkened instantly as she thought of a terrible possibility.)
(Ron was unaware, "Yes, it seems that 'I' and Harry have become friends.")
(Mrs. Weasley, Fred and George hesitate to speak.)
"Well." Ron seemed to have turned into Harry, "Since you are a freshman, I can introduce you to Hogwarts."

"Freshman?" Harry did not speak out his doubts. How could his height of 1.80 meters have anything to do with being a first-year student?

"Hogwarts, formerly known as Hogwarts School for Witches, is divided into four colleges"

"After 1945, Hogwarts School for Witches was renamed Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Male wizards were also allowed to enroll."

(1945, many wizards familiar with that era began to look strange.)
(Grindelwald, is this the world where I was imprisoned for my radical campaign for wizard rights?)

Ron paused, stole a glance at Harry, and continued, "But because men have more parts than women that secrete testosterone, their magic power is more unstable, and they even need an auxiliary prop called a wand to cast spells."

(Olivander and other wand makers have finally arrived. I hope the storm will be even more severe.)
"You can't learn how to make spell cards, so you need to wait until you are 17 years old to enter school."

(The audience understood, so Harry and his friends are the 17-year-old freshmen? But the next second they began to wonder, what about Fleur?)
"Spell Cards?" Harry finally couldn't help but ask aloud.

Ron tilted his head, thought about it and said, "You can understand it this way: it's the crystallization of the spell that the wizard condenses in his body."

"I see." Harry understood instantly.

If it was before, he would definitely not understand. After several months of hellish training, he understood a lot of professional terms that he didn't understand before.

Magic comes from many sources.

The magic that the wizard comprehends himself is too idealistic and it is difficult to find a way to pass it on.

The bones, flesh, patterns on the fur of magical animals, and the magic circles learned through them are the best and most intuitive way of inheritance.

A talisman is a three-dimensional version of a flat magic circle. It can be injected into objects made of metal or wood to create magic props, or it can be stored in the body in the form of pure energy.

The love spell in him works on this principle.

Spell cards must be something similar or more advanced, and may even have replaced magic wands.

In their world, Merlin studied the structure of spells, interpreted the wizard's magic, called it magical structure, and created spells that were easier to learn and pass on.

In this world, spell cards were developed based on three-dimensional spells.

It replaced spells and established the status of witches as superior to wizards.

"What's going on in this world?" Cedric was extremely confused as Harry and Ron became more familiar with each other and Ginny became more and more murderous.

There were only clothes and sundries in his suitcase, not even a book.

Are there any students who don’t bring books to school?
Everything around was no different from the Hogwarts Express.

More importantly, he was not the only one who gained nothing.

Driven by this sense of urgency, he tried to get out of the car.

"Ouch." The black-haired girl bumped into him and rubbed her head.

Cedric stayed where he was. He could have dodged it, but when the familiar smell hit him, he subconsciously stopped.

(“It’s me!” Qiu Zhang exclaimed.)
In front of him was a more mature and fuller-figured Qiu Zhang.

"Wizard." Qiu Zhang was not angry, but his eyes lit up.

"What? Are wizards rare?" Cedric smiled unconsciously.

"Of course," Qiu Zhang nodded, "After the Salem witches began to optimize the wizard bloodline, only one out of ten children was male."

"Now if you still want to reproduce in the traditional way, besides buying genetic factors, you can only find Muggle men."

(Some of the audience on Harry's side began to leave and looked towards Cedric.)
"Hello, my name is Qiu Zhang. Is it convenient for me to come in and sit down?" She said, pointing to an empty seat in the carriage.

"Okay." Cedric said. He thought maybe he was crazy. The girl in front of him who took the initiative and said expressionlessly that she wanted to reproduce was actually Qiu Zhang.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that he did not dislike Qiu Zhang like this. Instead, he felt a strange sense of freshness and excitement.

(Like Ginny, Qiu Zhang began to feel low pressure as he looked at his other self who was almost clinging to Cedric.)
However, reason persuaded me that this was all for the purpose of understanding the world background and everything was for victory.

"My name is Cedric Diggory."

Cedric, who didn't know much about this world and wanted to avoid saying too much, simply introduced his name.

This has absolutely nothing to do with him being posted by Qiu Zhangtie.

"Diggory? Can I call you Ced?"

(Qiu Zhang: Foxy!)

"Okay." Cedric's heart trembled.

He really wanted to take the opportunity to ask where and what kind of education the wizards in this world received before entering school.

But the big head still controlled the small head.

"Cedric," Qiu Zhang's hand inadvertently rested on Cedric's thigh, "I want to remind you here that you must stay away from witches. Not all of them are as reserved as I am."

Cedric: You'd better take your hand off my thigh before you say that.

"Can you explain it more clearly?"

"I mean, be careful." Qiu Zhang's mouth was close to Cedric's earlobe, "Be eaten~"

"What was eaten?"

"Pa, pa!" Qiu Zhang withdrew his hand and explained it with applause.

"The body fluids of wizards are natural magic-enhancing potions for witches."

"The aura of an adult male wizard is as conspicuous to a witch as a light in the dark night."

"Then~" Cedric understood immediately and began to worry about his innocence, as he still had to leave it to Qiu Zhang.

"Don't worry," Qiu Zhang placed his hand on Cedric's, "The witch's magnetic field can neutralize your rich dark chocolate-like taste."

Cedric's hand was held in her arms, "Which means that as long as you stay with me, you will be safe."

(Qiu Zhang is about to faint from anger.)
(Ginny began to feel thankful that Ron had not taken advantage of Harry in this way.)
(Ron, who had already noticed something was wrong, turned pale and buried his head in Lavender's shoulder.)
(The rest of the audience who noticed Krum preparing to leave forgot Krum's power for a moment and exclaimed, "Krum, stop it, there's hell ahead!")
"Brother! How dare you go out!" A hooded wizard pushed Krum back into the carriage. "Didn't your guide tell you?"

(The Weasleys exclaim, "Percy!")
(They were all surprised. According to Ron's age, Percy should have graduated long ago.)
"No." Krum, recognizing the face, cooperated and fell back, sitting on the seat.

The red-haired wizard panted, took out a bottle of spray from his arms, and quickly sprayed it on his face and in the room.

"I hope they won't smell it. Hello, my name is Percy Weasley. What's your name?"

"Viktor Krum, who are they?" Krum raised his eyebrows.

"Witches, adult witches who are 17 years old or older." Percy's face was filled with fear that he couldn't hide. "What kind of world is this?"

"The most reliable guide has also fallen. Doesn't he know that a new wizard like you is equivalent to a stripped lamb?"

"I'll make it short. You must be from the Muggle world."

"You may think this is a blessing at first, but you have to understand that they want not only your virginity, but also your magic power."

"Too many wizards from the Muggle world have failed a grade because of this, and have to struggle with the contradictory spiral of selling themselves to raise tuition and accumulating magic power."

(End of this chapter)