Hogwarts, this professor is too stable.

In a Muggle hotel in Southampton, Mochir stood quietly in front of the window, holding a night vision alchemy tool like a telescope in both hands, and carefully looked at the low and dilapidated house across the river.

The wonders created by humans are no less than those of nature. Just like the scene in front of you, it is as if you are seeing two worlds just separated by a river.

The beautiful River Itchen, which flows from central Hampshire to Southampton, is designated a Special Scientific Attraction and is home to otters and white-clawed crayfish.

If you had come here earlier, you would have found that on one side of the river, well-dressed rich people would take their children for a stroll along the idyllic river bank, paying attention to the vines and plants while walking. On the other side of the river, a group of Women would squat on the river bank, with a mountain of clothes piled behind them, but they were wearing tattered rags that could barely cover their bodies.

In distant China, people called this phenomenon the distinction between Jingwei and Jingwei. Western scholars gave a slightly more rigorous explanation, called class solidification.

The UK is the first country in the world to take social exclusion most seriously. The government has even organized a social exclusion research group to provide more favorable policies for those in lower social classes.

But now it seems that these policies are still rhetoric published by researchers in academic journals and have not yet truly played their role in reality.

The house numbers are no longer visible on the doors of those houses.

No. 317... No matter how you think about it, it should be next to or opposite the house No. 316, but counting from the tailor shop at the street entrance that still retains the house number 310, there are only 6 houses.

Mochir once again made sure that he had no problem with elementary school math.

What is at the end of that dark alley?

He took out his suitcase from his pocket. To do this, he had to cast an enlarging spell on the outside of the pocket that had been casted with a traceless expansion spell. After taking out the suitcase, he used a shrinking spell to change it back.

I once again carefully checked the set of defensive spells released in the room upon entering the door, including the Muggle expulsion spell, the ranged earplug listening spell, the room reinforcement spell, the anti-intrusion spell, the anti-Apparition spell, the externally triggered body-shattering spell, and the externally triggered spell. Stunning spell...

It took a full hour to set up, and even if Dumbledore, the contemporary White Devil, arrived here, it would be impossible for him to enter easily without alerting him.

After going through the tedious steps to open the box again, Mochir didn't rush in this time.

"The puppets are out."

Click-click——

The sound of metal gear coupling came from inside the box, and the dull footsteps came from far away, but the sound of those footsteps was different from the general rules. If ordinary objects are walking, the closer you are, the more you can hear them. , louder sound.

But the sound of the doll inside was getting quieter and quieter, and the sound of metal hitting the ground gradually turned into the slight sound of shoes stepping on the ground.

A doll that looked exactly like Moqil from the neck down came out. The bionic skin was still spreading from his neck upwards, until the shiny black metal head on the top completely turned into Moqil's. look.

[Alchemy Doll v2.1], this is the most perfect alchemy stand model that Mochir can currently create, modeled after the work of Mr. Victor, the alchemist master hundreds of years ago.

In that era when alchemy was popular, Mr. Victor was not unknown. After making countless failed alchemy dolls, the master refined himself into a doll and became the only one in history who could use magic. Alchemical creation.

This human body alchemy technology, which is between life and non-life, was extremely controversial due to its ethics. It was quickly banned by the Ministry of Magic at the time, and Mr. Victor also disappeared from people's sight.

His scattered research was collected by Ms. Ravenclaw and stored in an extremely remote corner of the Hogwarts library.

Although this doll has no mind of its own, cannot use magic, and cannot grow hair on its own, he has been Mochier's stand-in for several years.

A truly steady professor would never put himself in danger.

Regarding this point, Moqier felt that he would be able to talk to a certain Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who was ready to run away when he knew there was a basilisk in the school.

After putting a wig on the alchemy doll, Moqil used his wand to pick out a woven memory from his own brain and injected it into the doll's core processor.

This memory is the content of the puppet’s autonomous work over a period of time.

Soon, he walked to the window, picked up the "telescope" placed on the windowsill, and continued to observe the other side of the river.

Everything was ready, and Mochir got into the suitcase.

After turning on the two computers in the research room, the view from the eyes of the alchemy doll was quickly transmitted to the notebook. In the clear 720P picture, the end of the street was still quiet and dark.

A little gray mouse got out of the puppet's pocket and crawled downstairs along the pipe outside the window.

A picture soon came from another computer.

Moqier asked him to find out about the disappeared house at No. 317 on the unknown street. It should be the last stop of his recruitment trip.

The pen of admission in the principal's office rarely makes mistakes, and if the little wizard's address is wrong, the envelope of the admission letter will immediately change, but so far, Mochier has not received similar news.

In the Muggle world, a house will not suddenly disappear within a few days. Even if it is demolished by an unscrupulous contractor, at least a pile of ruins will be left behind.

The darkness at the end of the street gave Mochier a very bad feeling, as if something terrible was dormant there.

He planned to let this little mouse go to see the situation first. Of course, the doll v2.1 was not impossible to go, but the goal was a bit big. The most important thing was that the alchemy doll was too expensive and he couldn't afford to pay for it.

Rats crawled across the rusty iron bridge, and litter across the River Itchen sometimes obscured the view.

A black puppy jumped out from the side, bit the mouse, and soon groaned and let go of its mouth in pain. This bite almost knocked out most of its teeth. It seemed that This puppy has been afraid to eat mice for a while.

On the street, a bus unloaded its passengers and quickly drove out of the street.

The Knight Bus, an emergency passenger transport for wizards in distress.

Who would take a car like this to a shabby little place like this late at night?

Moqier stared at the pictures on the two screens carefully. The people who got off the car were all covered in bloated cloaks. They were not tall and their heads were covered by hoods. It was not even clear whether they were men or women.

But Mochir couldn't help but shudder, because he could clearly feel from the screen that under the hood was a pair of extremely eager and excited eyes. When the other party looked around, even the one lying in the garbage heap Not even a little mouse was spared.