[Comprehensive British and American] Fulian Hotel

The footsteps behind him gradually approached, and the whispers of the pursuers in the dark night could almost be heard.

The green-eyed boy increased his strength, and after pounding several times, the door was actually pushed open two inches, so he finally discovered that the door was actually... not locked at all.

He hesitated for a moment, embraced his companions and pushed open the door, opened the heavy light golden curtain, and what came into view was a very expensive-looking knitted carpet, almost every painting and every carving in the entire hall could be reflected in the details See how magnificent this place is.

The view in the hall is very good. Standing in the center of the hall, you can clearly see each floor and the divided rooms. The wooden spiral staircase connects each floor. The crystal chandelier hanging at the highest place exudes crystal white light, which makes people dizzy for a while when it shakes.

The young man was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he had stepped into a different world, he even forgot to speak.

"...Bastard, I'm going to freeze you back into ice and throw you into the Arctic Ocean!"

Harry suddenly heard someone say this, and only then realized that although most of it was covered by the sound of pattering rain, the hall was actually very noisy, and it wasn't that there was no one there.

There were two people arguing on the second floor. One of them was taller, with blond hair and blue eyes, and was very handsome. He was looking at the person opposite him with disapproval with his arms folded, and said with an emphatic tone, "Tony."

"F**k! You can't deprive me of my hobbies like this! Captain! First throw away my marijuana, and then you will definitely ask me to play chess! Fishing! Get up at five o'clock every day and fold the quilt into an isosceles right triangle !” The guy named Tony looked annoyed, his brown eyes widened.

"...No one folds the quilt into a triangle, Tony." Steve said helplessly.

"That's not the point!" Tony raged, "And you're ruining the marijuana friendship between me and Max! Do you know how difficult it is to establish a pure friendship with a D-cup woman!"

Max stuffed a small cake into his mouth and interjected, "Yes, cap, we are friends of marijuana."

"In order to maintain our pure friendship, I even refrained from burying my head in her chest! D cup! How hard did you make me!"

"No, you're buried. When you were high, you suffocated and passed out. I gave you CPR." Max licked the cream on his fingertips.

"Oh really?" Tony frowned, "My memory is only that we beat Asgard Thor, and then saw Sherlock, so I invited him to participate, but the doctor found out..."

"Then the doctor chased him halfway across the hotel with a gun in hand." Max shrugged.

Tony knocked on the wooden railing on the second floor, looked at Sherlock who was lying on the sofa in the hall: "Sherlock, is that so?"

Sherlock fired the final shot with a bang, adding a final hole to the W on the wall: "Oh, I must have filtered out such a boring memory."

Tony scratched his eyebrows: "But why do I feel a Hulk smell in my mouth when I wake up?"

"Because it's the one giving you artificial respiration."

"...Hey, guys." Steve stopped their increasingly absurd conversation in good time, expressing with a headache that he didn't want to know what these guys were doing behind his back in the middle of the night.

"Don't worry daddy, we will try our best to be a good boy." Max laughed and stuffed a small cake into Tony's mouth.

With the cake stuffed in his mouth, Tony pretended to be sweet, "Yes, daddy, before you go to bed."

Steve looked at Tony, who had stuffed his mouth into a chipmunk, and sincerely wanted to burn the group to death.

"...That." The boy who was completely ignored finally remembered to speak, and then all the eyes of the strange people in the room stayed on him.

"Boy, who are you?" The brown-haired man put his hands on the railing and held his chin, and asked lazily.

"...Hi, my name is Harry Potter."

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Watson bandaged the injured and unconscious Ron's wound, and said to Harry, "Press this position like this, and the effect of compression to stop bleeding will be better."

"Thank you!" Harry looked at him gratefully.

"Harry Potter? The Wizarding World? Jarvis! Get the hell out of here, Jarvis! Where the hell have you taken us?" Tony yelled.

【…】The system manager is pretending to be dead.

"Magic world? What is that? Can it be eaten?" Everyone asked.

"May I ask..." Harry suddenly became a little nervous, "Are you... all Muggles?"

The crowd fell silent. To them, this was really a sentence that hurt their self-esteem and could not be refuted!Even though they were so monstrous, they were all 24k gold pure Muggles, oh, get rid of some alien.

"Ah, sorry! I thought... Please take care of Ron, hide him wherever you want, and then please say you've never seen me." Harry turned around quickly and wanted to leave.

A hoarse voice suddenly came from outside the door, sandwiched in the patter of rain, as if it was scraping off a person's skin, it was as cold as bone: "...Harry Potter..."

……Too late.

Harry frowned and clenched the wand in his palm: "I'm sorry to involve you, I will try my best to delay the time, please leave here immediately."

"Wait." Tony stretched out his hand, "Well, let's sort out the cause and effect."

"Huh?" Harry froze.

"You're Harry Potter, right? Are you seventeen this year?"

"……No."

"That white beard...what's his name, is Dumbledore still there?"

"...The headmaster has passed away."

"Oh, Professor Snape?"

Harry frowned: "He betrayed us."

"here it is……"

"Forbidden Forest."

"Oh..." Tony swallowed hard, "So the one outside must be the legendary one...?"

"Voldemort."

Oh, all the bingo hits, Tony looked at the sky, their dungeon is really good, they save even the plot dialogue in one trip, all the helpful npcs are collectively disconnected, no need to fight the mobs, come on Just go straight to the end and watch the underage little savior fight the ultimate boss solo! !

And... [Ding—the system prompts that you have accepted the mission [Support the Savior]. 】

Shit, did you ask their opinion? !

Tony raised his hand: "Well, we request to remove the plug-in magic fair duel!"

As soon as the voice fell, the glass door automatically flew in and slammed against the wall. In front of the door stood a woman with disheveled hair, sunken cheeks and skinny faces, holding her wand and grinning at them.

Sherlock turned over and sat up on the sofa: "It seems... the request was dismissed?"

Harry watched in shock as the group of Muggles patted their buttocks and stood up from their seats, chattering but looking fearless.

Under the mask of the armor, Iron Man hooked his fingers towards the woman in the distance, with an arrogant and arrogant posture: "Oh, then, let's go to war?"