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

Chapter 381 The real time traveler

"Is there something wrong with this kid's brain?" This was the only thought Professor McGonagall had when she saw Ron like this.

But Ron didn't notice this, he thought she was shocked by him.

So, he maintained this posture and came in front of Neville facing the admiring (or so Ron thought) gazes of countless students.

"Neville, long time no see." He showed his teeth, exactly eight.

The 'bright and proper' smile disappeared when his eyes fell on the two Malfoys.

"Draco Malfoy."

"Oh my, Ron Weasley." Tall Draco reacted instantly.

"Are you Ron?" The short Draco looked him up and down. "Well, your height."

Since Ron's smile just disappeared, both of them just thought he was a bit pretentious, instead of suspecting that his cerebellum was abnormal as Professor McGonagall did.

But Neville was different.

After escaping the animalistic atmosphere of Gryffindor and coming into this world, he gradually woke up and even used tableware to eat.

So, he suspected that the symptoms had become more severe during the time he was away.

It not only affects personality and eating habits, but also reduces IQ.

Just as Ron was saying that he didn't grow taller because he was picky about food and didn't like drinking milk when he was a child, another red-haired person walked down the train in ecstasy, stood on the suspended spiral staircase, overlooking the entire Hogsmeade and looking at Hogwarts.

"Is that Hogwarts?"

Ron would be very surprised if he saw this man. This man had a face very similar to his, except that he looked more mature and had a beard.

In the community.

Madison raised her eyebrows and borrowed Bagel's perspective to project the image of the man in front of her in the air in the hall.

"A true time traveler has arrived at Hogwarts."

Sophie was flipping through the club shop that had been modified by the Bajir flower gem, and she complained, "A magic fiber costs 100 club badges, and only the wand is free. It's a waste of money to spend on a man."

Madison glanced at Sophie with disdain. "I'm doing this for Bucky. I really want to know how they in the novel world feel when they watch the Harry Potter movies."

"This will increase the world's deflection, so Bucky will have more gems."

"And I didn't spend any money. It cost me seven Galleons. You know, 40 club badges can be exchanged for 1000 gold coins (the club's gold coins are gold Galleons)."

During this time, Madison also went to the Harry Potter movie world and, under the cover of Basil, visited Hogwarts and Diagon Alley there.

This man bought his willow wand made of unicorn tail hair from Ollivander in the Harry Potter movie world.

After all, the wand in the world of the novel Harry Potter and the mythical creature is determined by the magical magnetic field, so a red-haired man with magical powers may not be able to use it.

“Talent?” Sophie wanted to calculate and refute with an accurate number, but she was instantly at a loss as soon as the number entered her mind.

"0.28 points." Bella joined the club after it was upgraded and renamed as a chat group, so she was more accustomed to using points to refer to the club badge. "Sophie, I think you should go to school. I mean a proper school."

Sophie ignored Bella's next words. "It's only 0.28 badges. Even the unluckiest person can get 1 badge by signing in every day. How can this be considered spending money?"

Madison ignored Sophie, paying more attention to the picture in the air. As she watched the red-haired man stumble towards Hogwarts, the smirk on her face became even more intense.

Beatrice noticed Bella's "formal school", which stimulated her, and her snow-white chest rose and fell, "How dare you? Isabella Swan, my prince is the principal of SGE!"

"My bad, Beatrice." Bella then remembered that Basil was also the principal of the Good Demon Law School, "but Sophie's math is really bad."

"You have to understand, she's hopeless," Beatrice said with a hint of contempt.

"I'm bad at math?" Sophie, who thought she had 'beaten' Madison, paid attention to everything around her again. "I studied sewing! In my time, being able to read and write was already a great achievement for a girl!"

The noise in the club did not affect the red-haired man's progress.

In fact, he couldn't hear it either.

“That would be awesome, if Dan saw this.”

Following the traces of the Thestral carriage and the little wizard's footprints on the ground, he soon arrived in front of the magnificent cast iron gate. After briefly admiring the statues of winged wild boars on the top of the stone pillars on both sides, he looked at the old man sitting next to the iron gate.

That was because the World Tree's halo was no longer skinny, and the cat with shiny fur, Mrs. Loris, was lying asleep beside his legs.

This is not like Mr. Bradley at all.

After a brief internal complaint, he tiptoed through the open iron gate, trying not to disturb the old man.

"you are?"

It's over, the red-haired man thought.

The old man looked at the man in front of him with his bulging eyes. "You are Mr. Lance Weasley, right? Dumbledore showed me your photo. But you look much older. Please come in."

Dumbledore knew I was coming?

The man who woke up and found himself on a train with a magic book, a wand, and a bag of gold Galleons was only briefly surprised.

After trying in the car and discovering that he had magical powers and could perform some simple magic, his nerves had become much stronger.

And after all, that was Dumbledore, he knew everything except the location of the Horcruxes.

The man straightened his hunched back a little because of his guilty conscience. "Yes, I am Lance Weasley."

"I'm sorry I can't accompany you to introduce Hogwarts. I also need to stop some rude foreign tourists from breaking into the campus. You want to enter Hogwarts without an appointment. Who do you think you are?" The old man muttered as he sat down.

Why is Filch so polite?

Foreign tourists?

That's right, the Hogsmeade platform is built in the sky.

There is also a haunted hotel, and even Nearly Headless Nick has come out to work.

Thinking of this, the red-haired man stopped struggling and stepped onto the stone road, walking along it towards the castle. On the other side, Neville finally figured out that Ron was just imitating Professor Lockhart.
"Look! My perfect smile, with eight perfectly exposed teeth. Lockhart, this liar, is still somewhat useful."

"By the way, do you know? My identity in this world is - a famous writer, well, maybe a journalist, or both."

"Dumbledore invited me to collect materials from Hogwarts and to write down my experiences here."

"He must have thought I had a literary flair."

"Black Lake, you are full of water. Forbidden Forest, you are not black at all now."

(Snape: "Weasley, you still have to do your homework.")
Saw Snape's message.

The smile on Ron's face disappeared, as did the vague show-off towards Neville and Draco.

He pretended to casually ask the tall Draco who had not been broadcasting live and had not revealed any information, "By the way, Malfoy, have you finished your Potions homework? I have already finished it with the help of my mother in this world."

"She also praised me many times, saying that I was learning the Felixir so early and was so familiar with it, and it was obvious that I was studying very hard."

The tall Draco didn't even raise his eyes, "Oh, there is still homework? I am a professor at Hogwarts now, and I need to study, so the homework is exempted. Why?"

"Aren't you?"

The echo of 'you're not' floated in Ron's mind, causing him to stumble and fall onto the back of a man in Muggle clothing.

The man turned his head. "Tom! Matthew! You—wait, are you guys?"

He thought he had come to a world of a modified novel.

After all, Filch and Dumbledore on the Chocolate Frog were not the ones he knew.

The two boys looked extremely surprised. "Are you Ron Weasley?"

Hearing this name he had heard many times, the red-haired man nodded subconsciously, then shook his head, "No, I'm Lance Weasley."

Then, a voice that was familiar to the man rang out, "I am Lance Weasley! Merlin's beard! Mum! Who are you?"

The man then noticed that the boy who bumped into him was himself in his ugliest stage during adolescence with long hair, wearing a loose wizard robe, and his face had the same surprised expression as his.

"Ron Weasley?"

The man subconsciously speculated, his eyes following two other familiar faces as they walked by and said, "Draco Malfoy, Neville Longbottom?"

(Seamus: "Who is this guy?")
(Dean: "Another Ron?")
(Harry: "The point is how did he recognize Ron's faces, and who are the Tom and Matthew he mentioned?")
(Dumbledore: "Perhaps, our world is not the only one to be visited by the God Behind the Scenes. Is he a lucky person like Ron and his friends from another world?")
Tall Draco noticed Dumbledore's message in the live broadcast room, "Are you from another world?"

"Yes." The red-haired man did not hide anything. He knew that there were methods of legilimency in this world, so there was no need for him to lie. "I'm Rupert Grint, an actor. I once played the role of Ron Weasley."

A flash of lightning seemed to flash through Neville's mind, "Wait, so the actor who plays me is named Matthew?"

Tall Draco frowned, "My name is Tom? The same name as Voldemort?"

Rupert nodded, "Matthew Lewis and Tom Felton."

Ron raised his hand. "Wait, what about Harry? What's the name of the actor who plays Harry?"

"Daniel—" Before Rupert could finish his words, Ron answered, "Radcliffe."

(Cedric responded, "So the actor who plays me is named Edward Cullen?")
(Furong was a little disappointed. She had always used her own name in the mission world.)
(Krumm began to suspect that his Interstellar name, Stanislav Krumm, might have been his actor's name.)
"You guys..." Short Draco was a little speechless, "The point is not the names of you actors, but the script, the future of our world and yours."

Ron shrugged. "Maybe it's a little off, but we already knew that—through the interstellar world."

"Who are you?" Rupert then noticed the boy with platinum blond hair, whose muscular features could not be concealed even in a loose robe.

"Draco Malfoy." The short Draco called out his name confidently, "From this world."

"This world? Does that mean you are also from another world?" As a fan of The Witcher 3, Rupert immediately thought of a word, "The intersection of the celestial spheres!"

"What is a conjunction of the spheres?" Neville asked. "Can you explain it to me?"

"If the world is compared to a lone boat in the ocean, under normal circumstances no one will meet each other. But sometimes due to the action of a storm, two lonely boats that had never seen each other before will be blown together. This phenomenon is called the convergence of the celestial spheres. When two originally unrelated worlds collide, the creatures of the two worlds will infiltrate each other until the wind blows the two boats apart again," said Rupert.

Tall Draco shook his head, "Then ours is definitely not a celestial intersection. We are a one-way infiltration. No one from this world goes to our world."

Voldemort being devoured by Voldemort:.
("Draco, you are wrong.")
(Voldemort summons the Resurrection Stone and twirls it triumphantly between his fingers.)
(Although this stone cannot summon the dead in this world due to its incompatibility with the local climate, it can still give him a glimpse into the afterlife and the power of resurrection contained therein.)
Rupert was curious, "How do you know?"

He was roughly sure that the three boys in front of him were from the movie world.

Is it possible that the wizarding world has a large Weasley family clock that records the status and location of everyone?
Also a possibility.

After all, what Rowling wrote is just a book. Once it becomes a real world, there must be many elements beyond the description in the book.

"Do you know about live broadcast?" Neville asked in an almost certain tone.

After all, this 'Ron' is acting, so his world should be similar to Muggle society, and Muggle society understands live broadcasting better.

"Periscope? TikTok? Of course I know." Rupert nodded.

Ron pointed to his brain proudly, "Each of us wizards has a live broadcast platform in our minds, connecting all of us, even the dead. So, as long as someone disappears and comes to another world, we will know as long as he broadcasts live."

"I'm talking about wizards from this world going to your world," said Rupert.

"Same principle." Neville said, "Public servants in the wizarding world of various countries are almost everywhere in the wizarding world. Except for their own private time, they always keep the live broadcast on."

"Unless the wizard is heading to a private area that is rarely visited by people."

At this point, Neville began to wake up.

In this way, it is indeed possible that wizards could travel to their world.

Because not every inch of land is exposed to live broadcast, and not everyone's live broadcast is turned on all the time. The live broadcast platform also originated from Harry's wish. The wizards in their world may not be able to obtain it, and even if they obtain it, they may not dare to turn it on.

Tall Draco shook his head. "Neville, you've been tricked. The possibility of this happening is close to zero. We are here because the God Behind the Scenes has descended upon our world, and because of Potter's wish, we have a live broadcast platform and the opportunity to travel through time."

"There is no trace of the God Behind the Scenes ever arriving in this world."

(End of this chapter)