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

Chapter 320: Cosmic Generation
The wave of dueling that Hermione didn't like was still suppressed.

Because, something more worthy of everyone's attention is about to appear - the third trial, another unknown parallel universe, and the final round of the competition held by the God behind the scenes.

Early in the morning, Ron was waiting in the auditorium with a palm-sized eight-eyed giant spider in his arms.

"Harry hasn't come back yet, and there's only one minute left. He won't miss it, because he's in another world."

He didn't notice at all that what he had in his hand was not a bird-snake, and because of his concern for Harry, he accidentally learned the bird-snake's ability and used it on the All-Seeing One (the name of his Acromantula).

No one noticed this scene except Bagir, who was not paying much attention to the game.

Ginny looked at Harry on the screen in her mind, who was saying goodbye to Ron, Harry, and Draco.

Fred and George, like the other students, were looking at the Goblet of Fire in the entrance hall.

There, Fleur, Krum, and Cedric stood aside, waiting for the countdown to reach zero.

"I'm not late, am I?" Harry said after returning in the last 10 seconds, using the traces of the entrance hall where the Goblet of Fire was placed as coordinates.

Lily, who was beside Snape, turned into a shadow and sank into Harry's body.

Snape looked towards where Lily disappeared, and his eyes became empty again.

Ron felt relieved and took back the eight-eyed giant spider he was holding to relieve the pressure. Until now, he still didn't realize what a feat he had achieved - learning the ability of a summoned beast and using it on another summoned beast.

If Lavender knew, she would love Ron even more.

Who doesn't want their boyfriend to have the ability to scale body tissues at will?
For others, Harry's presence was merely a momentary distraction.

They could detect Harry's appearance and disappearance through the screen in their hearts.

They are now only looking forward to one thing, the god behind the scenes coming again.

Under everyone's attention, the countdown on the screen summoned by Harry and the other three finally reached zero.

Everyone in the lobby and auditorium looked up again unconsciously.

I still didn’t see anything and heard anything, but the boundless sea of ​​stars appeared in my mind.

The marks on the backs of the four warriors' hands dragged their right hands up again, emitting brilliant light. The stars gathered
As the core of the competition, the ceiling of the lobby of the Goblet of Fire, which has been transformed by the power of the God Behind the Scenes, also once again projects the picture in the minds of the audience, the boundless sea of ​​stars.

Then time stops flowing at this moment.
Harry and the other two, whose senses were beyond those of ordinary people, could clearly sense this subtle change.
The air stopped flowing, the dust particles in the sunlight were frozen like mosquitoes in amber, and the ball fish that jumped out of the lake and was about to return to the water stopped at the moment it touched the water surface.
But in the eyes of other viewers, it was just that light coming again.

Holy, majestic, sacred, grand, eternal, and ancient. No words can fully describe the coming of light, which is also the coming of the God who dominates all of this.

When His honorable name appeared again for no reason, even though no one was paying attention, the marks on the backs of the four warriors' hands appeared in everyone's mind, occupying all their thoughts.

They began to burn, and the complex patterns began to be erased. Their bodies were gradually covered by golden flames, and their outlines in the flames gradually disappeared.
God said nothing, but all the audience felt God's gaze withdrawn, and the oppressive feeling that seemed like the infinite universe was also withdrawn, representing His eternal light which gradually disappeared.

The audience all came back to reality and regained control of their bodies.

The brilliant ocean of stars in the heart had also disappeared, and the figures of Harry and the other three who had disappeared appeared on four screens.

"This is where?"

Harry still remembers the feeling of the golden flames burning the back of his hands and body, just like being naked in minus 20 degrees for a minute and then jumping into a boiling hot bath.

Now, the back of my hands is as smooth as new.

The mark that represented the contract between him and his mother had disappeared.

Fortunately, the connection between the Magic Fairy Artifacts is much closer than this.

He could still feel his mother's presence, but she was now in a trance-like sleep and would take some time to wake up.

But this also shows that this is really the last trial.

The holly wand he always carried with him, and the magic fairy book that his mother brought him were still in his pocket.

If that counts as a pocket.

Harry reached out his hand into the air to his right and drew out the holly wand.

He could sense that there was a space connected to his spirit, roughly the size of the Hogwarts entrance hall, and he could clearly perceive the objects placed inside.

In addition to his own belongings such as the magic book and the wand, there were also some Muggle-style clothes like the one he was wearing, some licorice-like bar-shaped food, and drinks in plastic bottles.

There is nothing else.

There was nothing on him that revealed his current identity.

He only knew that this world was not simple, after all, there was a portable space connected to the spirit.

Apart from the fact that one needs to open a channel to take it with one's hands and cannot directly summon it into one's hands, which is a bit inconvenient, it has already exceeded the current level of magic in their world.

But the top priority now is to find out where he is.

The soil on the ground was gray, and the Muggle street lights on both sides of the empty and lonely road showed a hint of civilization.

Beyond that is an endless desert of gray soil.

Looking up, the sky was purple and there was no sun.

"Am I still on Earth? Should I go up?"

Harry looked up and the upward sloping road surface indicated that he was about halfway up the mountain.

Then he began to speed up, going upward.
“Is this a crater?”

("Is this Canada or Australia?" Dumbledore guessed. These two countries have the most craters on Earth.)
(But what’s important is not the mountain’s appearance, but the building in the depression of the crater.)
"SPEW"

"Vomit?"

("What vomit!" Hermione was speechless, "It's the abbreviation of Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare, the House-Elf Rights Promotion Association!")
(But Hermione soon showed her joy again, "Is it me who is here? The me who founded SPEW?")
Harry didn't connect this to Hermione.

In this world line, Hermione did not make a big fuss about SPEW, but quickly stopped because of other things.

When Hermione was promoting it, Harry had just completed the second trial and was juggling between two worlds because of his new marriage, Ginny, and the live broadcast.

“This looks like a library.”

As he spoke, Harry had already come from the top of the crater to the front of this strange building.

Because it transformed into a ghost state and then accelerated, no trace was left on the ground, and there was no whistling wind due to the extreme speed. Instead, it appeared in front of the gate without any smoke or fire, as if it was a phantom that was controlled so skillfully that there was no sound of air explosion.

But the gate still sensed Harry's arrival.

Opens automatically.

A little creature ran towards him quickly from the center of the room, "Master Potter, you are finally back!"

'This is my home? ' Harry said calmly.

The little thing in front of him was a house-elf, with a nose as thin as a pencil, bat-like ears, and long fingers and feet - and a tea towel with the word SPEW wrapped around it.

'SPEW, this is the symbol of my family?'

Harry clicked on the pop-up window that only he could see.

The first thing he looked at was the upper left corner. 'Have I not changed? Or am I still the same as before? In this world, I am playing myself?'

'No, my name is Daniel Potter. My descendant or ancestor?'

Harry did not go on to look at the tree diagram of interpersonal relationships below.

Everything in the room attracted his full attention.

He seemed to have come to the library of the wizards' lounge in the previous world.

The room was divided by corridors made up of bookshelves filled with books. The ceiling here was very high, and house-elves dressed like the elves in front of him stood on flying carpets and shuttled between them, removing dust and tidying up.

They all smiled, bowed, and curtsied as the elf in front of him led him past them.

("Slave activities!" Hermione, who was just excited because this place might have been founded by her, suddenly became gloomy.)
After walking for about ten minutes, the bookshelf disappeared and a warm round room appeared in front of him.

Harry stopped and felt a strong sense of oppression coming from the bottom of his heart from the young man with his back to him.

Harry was extremely surprised. Even Riddle from the spell card world could not give him such a strong sense of crisis.

What's more, this is just a back view, an aura emanating unconsciously.

After the elf left, the boy turned around.

("Bucky! It's you, Bucky!" Hermione's gloomy face turned into a smile again.)
"Bajir?" Harry also recognized the young man in front of him and couldn't help but speak out.

"You're finally back, Harry!" the boy stood up.

"Harry?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"Oh, you want to call your name back? I'm going to call you Daniel now--"

"No, just call me Harry." Harry stopped him quickly.

"A wise choice," Bajir nodded. "To inherit the name of our ancestors is not only a manifestation of ability, but also a kind of honor."

("Ancestors?" Dumbledore frowned. "Is this the world hundreds of years later?")
Harry nodded along.

"Okay, let's stop gossiping. Since you can go home, it means you have become a qualified Gryffindor."

(Dumbledore was very upset. Good news: Hogwarts is still here. Bad news: you can’t go home if you don’t pass the test.)
(This is not a school, it's clearly a prison.)
"It's time to build an atomic reactor of our own."

"Only with an atomic reactor can you be considered a true knight and be able to pilot a light armor."

"Come with me," Basil walked to the fireplace and sprinkled some glittering powder into it. "You should remember the coordinates of Ollivander's. B-13."

(Ron was a little confused. "It's just the Floo Network. Just say the name. It's just changed to blue. Why is it so troublesome? I have to remember the number. Isn't this the future? It should be more advanced.")
(Ollivander is confused, "What does an atomic reactor have to do with me?")
Harry and Ron had the same doubts, but he still adhered to the principle of talking less, watching more and listening more.

After all, he knew nothing about atomic reactors, knights, light armor, and even Gryffindor.

So, after Bagel disappeared in the blue flames, he was not surprised that Bagel did not call out Ollivander's name and coordinates, but instead imitated Bagel's actions (so detailed that he raised an eyebrow) and stepped into the flames.

Merlin's beard!
Harry exclaimed instantly, and what appeared before his eyes was a huge projection of the solar system.

If you take the Floo network, your body will feel dizzy. If you can adapt and open your eyes, you can see the furnace door and the blurry scene behind it, and then fall to the address you mentioned before entering the Floo network.

But now, he no longer felt dizzy, and his body was steadily suspended in the air.

There was nothingness all around him, except for the projection of the solar system in front of him.

"B—"

He tried to say the coordinates that Bagir had mentioned, and then he saw the projection of the solar system suddenly enlarge, and then the bumpy white ball next to the blue planet began to appear in front of him.

A possibility began to emerge in his mind.

But he did not hesitate, and continued: "13."

A pulling force suddenly came from his body, as if he was falling from a high altitude, or as if the moon was hitting him.

The projection of the moon continued to expand, and buildings (with SPEW inside) and craters flashed by.

(Dumbledore finally realized, "This is the Universal Era. This is not just a Floo network, but a stargate connecting the planets.")
Then the pulling force suddenly disappeared, and he landed steadily on the ground.

Looking up, he saw a blue light gate slowly shrinking above his head.

However, the building in front of him surprised him even more.

When talking about Ollivanders, the first thing that comes to mind is the peeling gold lettering on the photo and the small and shabby shop.

But right now, there is indeed a small and shabby Ollivanders next door.

It even says the same thing on it:

Ollivander: Made exquisite wands since 382 BC.

In the dusty window, the magic wand lying alone on the faded purple cushion is still the same one.

However, next to this small and shabby Ollivander's is a luxurious building.

The sign was made of emeralds and read:

Ollivanders: Build your own Force furnace with automated technology, the first unmanned store.

"Force reactor, not atomic reactor?" Harry wondered, "And no one is referring to it?"

"They are the same thing. The Force furnace is because the power used by us new humans is the Force. If it were still the old generation, I'm afraid it should be called a magic furnace."

("Magic was renamed the Force? Why?" Dumbledore was a little confused.)
"As for the atomic reactor, it can only be built with atomic-level technology."

(Voldemort's eyes were about to pop out. Although atoms are not the smallest particles that make up matter, they are small enough.)
"No one, then it is literal consciousness."

"Olivander only stays in that shabby wand shop, but the shop in front of us that processes atomic reactors does not need any guidance or service at all."

"You just need to pay the money, insert the magic wand that has been adjusted for you, and an atomic reactor will be completed."

"Then my wand." Harry didn't bother to hide his ignorance of this world. He looked at his holly wand. He still remembered the warmth that came from his fingers when he first met it.

"It just serves as the core of the atomic reactor, accompanying you in another way." Basil seemed to understand Harry's thoughts and advised.

(End of this chapter)