The Years Welding at Hogwarts

London, in a dark alley.

Dots of sparks splashed out in the air without warning, and then extended to one side, turning into an arc connecting end to end in the void.

A nearly perfect circular golden portal appeared out of thin air in the alley, and the overflowing sparks dispelled the original darkness of the alley.

A young man with black hair slowly stepped out of the portal.

Looking at the familiar streets around him, a trace of strangeness appeared on Noah’s handsome face.

This… isn’t this the neighborhood next to Spider End Alley?

He lowered his head and looked at a golden card in his hand. The slightly golden arrow on it was indeed pointing to a certain location nearby.

Not believing in evil, he shifted his gaze back to the street, and then jumped onto a low wall with a short run.

Stepping on several relay points protruding from the building’s outer wall, Noah easily climbed onto the roof of the house in front of him.

Looking at the exquisite house that stood out among the rundown neighborhoods in the distance, Noah helplessly covered his forehead.

This wave, this wave is called surrendering into a trap.

“Peter Parker,” when he read this name, the corners of Noah’s mouth suddenly curved,”I want to put some ashes in your eyes.”

Following the guidance of the golden card in his hand, Noah, who returned to the street instead of going to Fangjiewa, quickly approached a brick house with a garden.

This old Victorian-style house showed It looks desolate, and the garden outside the house has been completely submerged by overgrown weeds. The brick walls that make up the house are in tatters, and chipped corners that have been damaged by weather and rain can be seen everywhere.

Even the hinges of the door have been damaged. The heavy door, which was damaged and had faded from the wind and sun for a long time, was ajar.

Looking through the gap in the door, one could see a layer of soil and dust accumulated at the entrance. The thick dirt – there were a few small footprints scattered on it, and it seemed that no other creature except some stray wild cats had entered the building.

Noah would not be fooled by such a simple appearance. Confused.

He was sure that the little bug that always jumped out to get in the way was hiding in this house. After all, he believed that the tracking magic based on blood positioning would not deceive him.

But now was not the best time to act.

So he just looked around the house curiously, as if he was really a child passing by, and then continued to walk away, whistling happily and leaving.

Watching Noah gradually go away From behind, next to a small window in the attic on the top floor of the old brick house, a figure silently withdrew his gaze.

Fortunately, it was just a passing child.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief. Holding on to the wall, Gwen carefully Keeping her movements as small as possible to avoid involving the wound on her body.

Lifting her clothes, the girl looked at the horrific wound on her waist, her eyes filled with confusion about the future.

Although the wound contained The bullet had been taken out and the wound was sutured by herself with needles and threads, but the bullet that was very close to her lumbar spine still caused her huge trouble. The spider serum gave her a super strong physique, but she did not Unlike those Kabi who can re-grow a body from the severed head after being chopped off.

Her resilience is only slightly stronger than that of normal humans.

London is extremely cold in November, but this dilapidated house is just It only had the effect of blocking the cold wind.

Afraid of being discovered by others, she huddled in this building, not even daring to light a small fire for warmth. The only company she had was a few things she picked up from the block. Thin clothes stolen from other people and a not-so-thick blanket were all she had to resist the cold. The lack of food and energy supplements was very detrimental to the recovery of her wounds.

In addition to these various disadvantages In addition to external conditions, there is another very serious problem that makes the girl feel even more desperate – this world is not the world she is familiar with at all.

She is lost in a strange world.

And she can’t find her home. The road.

Like a poor kitten licking its wounds, the girl silently wrapped the blanket tightly around her body, and slowly buried her head in her arms in depression.

……

London seems even colder after dark.

The cold air outside the house is pervasive and penetrates crazily into the house through every possible gap.

Gwen, who had been hungry all day, wrapped her blanket tightly around her body. Although the wound was in unbearable pain, she decided to come out and try her luck.

If you don’t come out to find some food to replenish your body’s missing energy and some medicines that can help you recover, but instead keep hiding in that small attic, it’s really no different from chronic suicide.

Climbing to the top of the tallest building nearby, against the cold wind howling at night, Gwen’s sight penetrated the entire block and landed on the exquisite building that stood out from the crowd in the distance.

She felt very strange in her heart, why there are rich people…

Not to mention rich people, but those who can afford to build such an exquisite small foreign-style building must at least be middle class.

How could such a person choose to build his house in such a slum?

But now is not the time to explore this issue.

After two days of continuous observation, Gwen noticed that the exquisite little western-style building had no lights coming out at night, and it looked like it was obviously uninhabited.

To be precise, there should be no one living there in recent days.

Looking at the clean exterior of the house and the neatly trimmed lawn in the neat garden, it’s not that this house has no owner, it’s just that they happened to be away recently.

There is a high possibility that food and medicines are stored in such a house.

Gwen slid down the roof along the spider’s thread. Her injury did not allow Gwen to use the spider thread method, so she could only slowly grope along the dark street.

Walking to the wrought iron gate outside the garden, Gwen just stretched out her hand and tore off the iron lock wrapped around the door.

While trying not to make any noise, she pushed the heavy courtyard door open a small gap, slipped her slender body through the gap, and quietly walked towards the cobblestone path in the garden leading to the house.

When she arrived at the front door of the house, she inserted a thin wire into the door lock and started reciprocating.

But no matter how she tinkered with it, as she was very skilled in unlocking, the door lock, which had a very simple structure, would not move at all, as if it was rusted to death from the inside, with no intention of opening it at all.

Gwen, who originally didn’t want to vandalize the house or damage the owner’s property, was a little impatient.

Try for one more minute!

If the broken door lock still couldn’t be opened after a minute, she would forcefully break in.

Just as Gwen was about to continue tinkering with the door lock, her sensitive spider sense made her aware that a line of sight suddenly fell on her back.

This made her hair stand on end instantly

“Who are you?”

Reacting immediately, regardless of the injury on her waist, she suddenly turned around to face Gwen in the direction of her gaze. The first time she raised her hand was to launch a spider silk.

But what appeared in her field of vision was just A black-haired boy who looked to be in his teens, with a pair of harmless gray-green eyes that showed no signs of hostility.

She abruptly stopped firing the spider silk, and her fingers were only a few inches away from the button of the spider silk launcher. to a distance of half a centimeter.

A sharp pain came from the wound on the waist. It was obvious that the excessive twisting movement just now aggravated the injury.

Dark red blood slowly penetrated the gauze and clothes.

Holding back the pain, Gwen She leaned her body against the door panel behind her without any trace to relieve the pressure of her body weight on her lumbar spine. Just as she was extremely anxious, she was quickly thinking about how to make this little boy who appeared here at an untimely time go away. , the boy’s words instantly made her extremely embarrassed.

“Why did you pick the lock on my door?”

The boy showed a two-meter-long wooden stick from behind with a calm face. The hands holding the long stick tightly were trembling slightly. It seemed that his heart was not as calm as his expression.

Gwen was embarrassed. He scratched his blond hair and said,”Ahaha, this is……”

She is being regarded as a thief, even though her current behavior is no different from that of a thief.

How about knocking him out and letting the road end?