Overturning Hogwarts

"What's going on? What on earth was I doing just now? Why can't I remember?"

At King's Cross Station, in front of platform 12 and (if it counts as a platform), Zhang Rui rubbed his eyes and looked at the notebook in front of him in confusion.

There are several marks made with pens on the notebook, some of which look like Chinese characters, and some of which look like English letters, but all of them are just one stroke, and the specific meaning cannot be discerned.

It seems that someone wanted to convey something on paper, but was forced to interrupt as soon as he started writing.

Zhang Rui felt horrified for a moment.

Did you see a ghost in broad daylight?

"Wait a minute, the pen is in my hand. Could it be that I want to write something down? Why can't I remember it at all? I'm not playing with pen wizards or anything like that."

Zhang Rui frowned and began to sort out his memories.

"... I came here to sneak into Hogwarts... Opposite is platform 34 and ... I didn't find any sign of the little wizard... Then I took out the paper and pen... Why can't I remember what happened next? ?”

"Are the traces on this paper drawn by myself? Or is there some unknown entity attached to me, trying to tell me something? And it's obvious that this trace has been seen more than once."

"Don't panic, don't panic, this is a train station, people are coming and going, and it's broad daylight, there won't be anything unknown."

Zhang Rui took several deep breaths and tried to calm down.

"Don't let unexpected events disrupt your rhythm. Think about what you are here to do today! Hogwarts, yes, I am going to Hogwarts."

"The entrance is right in front of me, but I didn't find any wizards passing through the wall. If the Ministry of Magic temporarily changed the entrance, although the possibility is very small, then I can only go back today and think of another way afterwards..."

"But if the entrance is still this entrance and you don't notice it, or if you see it but can't remember it, then there is only one possibility."

"Muggles can't see!"

Zhang Rui had thought a long time ago that if there really was an entrance to the magic world, some people would push their suitcases into pillars every year and then disappear instantly...

He should have attracted people's attention a long time ago, just like the fat uncle wearing a train station uniform next to him, because he has been here and looked at him many times.

If someone really crashed into the pillar, the fat uncle would have discovered it long ago, unless he was an undercover agent sent by the wizards, but there were still passengers passing by at any time.

So there must be some kind of magic that prevents ordinary people from noticing the strange things here, just like I searched the whole street and didn't find the Leaky Cauldron.

At first, he only vaguely remembered that there was Diagon Alley. It was only after talking to his "senior sister" that he learned that he had to pass through the Leaky Cauldron before entering Diagon Alley.

"But what is the mechanism of this magic? It cannot be that it works on all wizards so that ordinary people cannot see them all the time. For example, Harry, Hermione and Hagrid can all be seen by ordinary people."

"I can see wizards, but I can't see them disappearing, and no one is surprised that the living people who were there before suddenly disappeared... Even if most people don't pay attention to strangers, I'm here to observe You should have discovered something in half a day."

"The wizards in ordinary mode can still be seen pushing their suitcases for a second, until they hit a pillar and suddenly disappear. Well, if the opponent moves slowly, this process may take more than ten seconds or even minutes. This It can be observed by ordinary people.”

"The moment the wizard disappeared, some kind of magical effect must have been triggered, which affected the memories of ordinary people who had noticed them before, as if they had not seen them."

Zhang Rui's eyes were bright, and he felt more and more that his guess made sense. He was about to look for the little wizard nearby who was pushing the suitcase and had not yet entered the pillar to verify his guess, but suddenly he quickly closed his eyes again.

"No, I can't watch! If I see the little wizard entering the platform, my memory will be reset, as if I didn't see anything..."

Zhang Rui looked at the traces on the notebook: "Although the memory will be affected by magic, if you write down what you see before being affected by magic, the handwriting will definitely not be modified. It's just that the time is too short, and you will be affected by magic as soon as you write. Under the influence, I forgot what I wanted to write.”

It turns out that the traces on the notebook were what I wrote down to tell myself when I observed a little wizard disappearing, but as soon as I wrote something, I was affected by the magic and forgot about it.

Then just like before, I had to analyze it from the beginning to figure it out, then observe it again, be affected by magic again, and forget it again... Judging from the traces in the notebook, this process has been repeated several times.

This is so fucked up!

Zhang Rui looked down at his notebook, feeling happy and sad at the same time.

Fortunately, the entrance to the bus has not changed and is still in front of you.

The sad thing is that it seems that I am really a Muggle. Otherwise, how could I be affected by that magic again and again? Even the first-year wizards will not be affected by this.

First, he wrote down the conclusion he had just reached in a notebook in Chinese to avoid having his memory reset again. He put the notebook in his bag, and Zhang Rui wrote the word "notebook" on the palm of his hand to remind himself.

Although he was sure that he was a Muggle, Zhang Rui still didn't want to give up this opportunity and was still thinking about ways to get in.

What is certain is that ordinary people would not be able to get in even if they hit the right pillar. Otherwise, after so many years, wouldn’t there be ordinary people leaning against that pillar while waiting for a bus?

Even a newbie wizard without magic can go in directly. The only difference between the two is probably the so-called magic power. The one with magic power can pass through even if he is weak. The one without magic power can only hit the pillar. , and if you see others entering, your memory will be erased.

"Although I don't have magic power, if someone with magic power takes me, I should be able to go in, right?"

I remember that some wizards bring pets. It’s impossible for all of those pets to be magical creatures. There are also some luggage and other things.

Zhang Rui moved his eyes to avoid the magic pillar (as long as he didn't see it, he wouldn't be affected, otherwise the crowd would be too big), trying to find the target of the little wizard who might be carrying a large suitcase.

"But apart from those few people, I don't know any other little wizards. These people pushing large and small suitcases may really go to school in other places."

Zhang Rui originally wanted to sneak into the little wizard's suitcase, or put his shoulder on the other person's shoulder and rush into the pillar with him, but he couldn't determine the target. He couldn't just go up and put his shoulder on everyone he saw, right?

"If you can't rely on others, then you have to rely on yourself. How can I have magic power? Or make that damn pillar think I have magic power?"

Zhang Rui subconsciously touched the iron sign hanging on his chest and instantly thought of a way, "Yes, let's try it first. If it doesn't work, I will think of another way."

As mentioned before, the iron plate is engraved with the nine-character mantra of Taoism. Although Zhang Rui thinks that the iron plate may not be a treasure, the nine-character mantra has been circulated for a long time and is said to be very powerful. Anyway, there is no other way, so you might as well give it a try .

Zhang Rui's hand is in the seal of "Bing", where "Bing" has the meaning of energy.

Slowly, the noisy station seemed to be silent in Zhang Rui's ears.

I don’t know if it’s an hallucination, but Zhang Rui feels like there are invisible particles moving closer to him in the world...

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Rui opened his eyes and looked at the pillar opposite. A figure was pushing a luggage trolley, and then disappeared into the pillar...

"I saw it!" Zhang Rui was overjoyed and waited for a few more seconds, "I haven't forgotten it yet!"