Chapter 320: Cosmic Generation

The wave of duels that Hermione didn't like was still suppressed.

Because, there was something more worthy of everyone's attention coming up - the third trial, another unknown parallel universe, the final round of the competition held by the God Behind the Scenes.

In the morning, Ron was holding a palm-sized Acromanthus in his hand, waiting eagerly in the hall.

"Harry hasn't come back yet, and there's only one minute left. He won't miss it, because he's in another world."

He didn't notice at all that it was not a bird snake in his hand, and because of his concern for Harry, he accidentally learned the ability of the bird snake and used it on the All-Seeing (the name of his Acromanthus).

Except for Basil, who didn't pay much attention to the game, no one noticed this scene.

Ginny looked at Harry, who was saying goodbye to Ron, Harry, and Draco on the screen in her heart.

Fred and George, like other students, looked at the Goblet of Fire in the entrance hall.

There, Fleur, Krum, and Cedric stood aside, waiting for the countdown to zero.

"I'm not late, am I?" In the last 10 seconds, Harry said after returning, using the traces of the entrance hall where the Goblet of Fire was placed as coordinates.

Lily, who was beside Snape, turned into a shadow and sank into Harry's body.

Snape looked at the place where Lily disappeared, and his eyes returned to emptiness.

Ron felt relieved and took back the eight-eyed giant spider that he was holding to relieve the pressure. Until now, he still didn't realize what kind of feat he had achieved - learning the ability of summoning beasts and using it on another summoned beast.

If Lavender knew, she would definitely love Ron more.

Who doesn't want their boyfriend to have the ability to scale body tissues at will?

For others, Harry's appearance only diverted their attention for a moment.

They could find Harry's appearance and disappearance through the screen in their hearts.

They only expected one thing now, the god behind the scenes would come again.

Under the attention of everyone, the countdown on the screen summoned by Harry and the other four finally returned to zero.

Everyone in the entrance hall looked up again unconsciously.

Still nothing to see, nothing to hear, the boundless sea of ​​stars appeared in my mind.

The marks on the backs of the four warriors' hands dragged their right hands up again, emitting brilliant light. The stars gathered

As the core of the game, the ceiling of the entrance hall of the Goblet of Fire, which had been transformed by the power of the God behind the scenes, also projected the picture in the audience's mind, the boundless sea of ​​stars.

Then time stopped flowing at this moment.

Harry and the other four, whose senses were beyond ordinary people, could clearly perceive this subtle change.

The air stopped flowing, and the dust particles in the sunlight were stagnant like mosquitoes in amber. The colorful ball fish that jumped out of the lake and was about to return to the water stopped at the moment of touching the water surface.

In the eyes of other audiences, it was just that the light came again.

Holy, majestic, sacred, grand, eternal, and ancient. All words cannot describe the coming of the light, and it is also the coming of the God who dominates all this.

When His honorable name appeared again for no reason, even though no one was paying attention, the marks on the backs of the four warriors' hands appeared in everyone's mind, occupying all their thoughts.

They began to burn, and the complex patterns began to be erased. Their bodies were gradually enveloped by golden flames, and the outlines in the flames gradually dissipated.

God said nothing, but all the audience felt the withdrawal of God's gaze, and His oppressive feeling that seemed like an infinite universe was also withdrawn, and the eternal light representing Him gradually disappeared.

The audience returned to reality and regained control of their bodies.

The brilliant sea of ​​stars in their hearts had also disappeared, and the figures of Harry and the other four who had disappeared appeared on four screens.

"Where is this?"

Harry still remembers the feeling of the golden flames burning the back of his hands and body, just like jumping into a hot bath after staying naked in minus 20 degrees for a minute.

Now, the back of his hands is as smooth as new.

The mark representing his contract with his mother has disappeared.

Fortunately, the connection between the magic fairy device is much closer than this.

He could still sense his mother's company, but she was now in a trance and would need some time to wake up.

But this also showed that this was really the last trial.

The holly wand he carried with him and the magic fairy treasure book that his mother brought with him were still in his pocket.

If that counted as a pocket.

Harry reached out his hand and inserted it into the air on the right, pulling out the holly wand.

He could sense that there was a space connected to his spirit, about the size of the Hogwarts entrance hall, and he could clearly sense the things placed inside.

In addition to his own things, such as the treasure book and the wand, there were some Muggle-style clothes like the one he was wearing, some licorice-like sticks, and drinks in plastic bottles.

There was nothing else.

He didn't have anything on him that revealed his current identity.

He could only know that this world was not simple, after all, he had a portable space connected to his spirit.

In addition to the inconvenience of having to open a channel to take it with his hands and not being able to summon it directly into his hands, it had already exceeded the current magic level of their world.

But the most important thing now is to find out where he is.

The soil on the ground is gray, and the Muggle street lights on both sides of the empty and lonely road show a little bit of civilization.

Other than that, there is an endless desert made of gray soil.

Looking up, the sky is purple and there is no sun.

"Am I still on Earth now? Should I go up?"

Harry looked up. The upward slope of the road showed that he should be halfway up the mountain.

Then he started to speed up, going up.

"Is this a crater?"

("Is this Canada or Australia?" Dumbledore guessed that these two countries have the most craters on Earth.)

(But what’s important is not the appearance of the mountain, but the building in the depression of the crater.)

"S.P.E.W."

"Vomit?"

("What vomiting!" Hermione was speechless, "It's the abbreviation of Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare, House Elf Rights Promotion Society!")

(But Hermione soon became happy again, "Am I here? The one who founded S.P.E.W.?")

Harry didn't connect this to Hermione.

In this world line, Hermione did not engage in S.P.E.W. with great fanfare, but soon died down due to other things.

When Hermione was promoting it, Harry had just completed his second trial, and was juggling two worlds because of his new marriage, Ginny, and the live broadcast.

"This looks like a library."

While talking, Harry had already arrived in front of this strange building from the top of the crater.

Because it turned into a ghost state and then accelerated, no traces were left on the ground, and there was no howling wind due to the extreme speed. Instead, it appeared in front of the door without smoke and fire, as if it was controlled to the point where there was no air explosion sound. Disapparate.

But the door still sensed Harry's arrival.

Open automatically.

A little thing ran towards him quickly from the center of the room, "Master Potter, you are finally back!"

‘This is my home? ’

Harry remained calm.

The little thing in front of him was a house elf, with a slender nose like a pencil, a pair of bat-shaped ears, long fingers and feet - and a tea towel wrapped around it marked S.P.E.W.

‘S.P.E.W, this is my family’s symbol? ’

Harry clicked on the pop-up window that only he could see.

The first thing he looked at was the upper left corner, ‘Am I unchanged, or am I the same as before? Am I playing myself in this world? ’

'No, my name is Daniel Porter. My descendants or ancestors? ’

Harry did not continue to look at the tree diagram of relationships below.

Everything in the room attracted his full attention.

He seemed to have arrived in the library of the wizard's lounge in the previous world.

Corridors made of bookshelves filled with books divided the room. The ceiling here was very high. House elves dressed like the elf in front of him stood on flying carpets and shuttled between them, removing dust and tidying up.

They all laughed, bowed, and curtsied as the elf in front of him led him past them.

("Slave activity!" Hermione's face, who had been so excited just now because she might have built this place, instantly turned gloomy.)

After walking for about ten minutes, the bookshelf disappeared and a warm circular room appeared in front of him.

Harry stopped, and a strong sense of oppression came from the bottom of his heart, coming from the boy whose back was turned to him.

Harry was extremely surprised. Even Riddle in the Spell Card World could not bring him such a strong sense of crisis.

What's more, this is just a back figure, the aura exuding unconsciously.

After the elf resigned, the boy turned around.

("Bucky! It's you, Bucky!" Hermione's gloomy face was filled with a smile again.)

"Bajir?" Harry also recognized the boy in front of him and couldn't help but say it for a while.

"You're finally back, Harry!" The boy stood up.

"Harry?" Harry wondered.

"Oh, you want to call your name back? I'll change it to Daniel now—"

"No, just call me Harry." Harry stopped him quickly.

"Wise choice," Bagir nodded. "Being able to inherit the name of your ancestors is not only a manifestation of ability, but also an honor."

("Ancestors?" Dumbledore frowned, "Is this the world hundreds of years from now?")

Harry nodded along.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense for now. Since you can go home, it means that you have become a qualified Gryffindor."

(Dumbledore’s head is full of dark things. The good news is that Hogwarts is still there. The bad news is that he cannot go home if he is not qualified.)

(This is not a school, it is clearly a prison.)

"It's time to build an atomic furnace of our own."

"Only with the atomic furnace can you be considered a true knight and be able to drive light armor."

"Come with me," Bajir walked towards the fireplace and sprinkled some sparkling powder inside. "You should still remember Ollivander's coordinates. No. B-13."

(Ron was a little confused, "Isn't it just the Floo Network? Just say the name. Isn't it the color has changed to blue? Why is it so troublesome? There are also numbers. Isn't this the future? It should be more advanced. .”)

(Ollivander was full of confusion, "What does the atomic furnace have to do with me?")

Harry had the same doubts as Ron, but he still adhered to the principle of talking less and watching more.

After all, he knew nothing about atomic furnaces, knights, light armor, or even Gryffindor.

So, after Basil disappeared in the blue flame, he was not surprised that Basil did not call out Ollivander's name and coordinates, but followed Basil's movements (to the point of raising an eyebrow) and stepped into the flames.

Merlin's beard!

Harry exclaimed instantly, and what appeared in front of him was a huge projection of the solar system.

If you take the Floo network, your body will feel dizzy. If you can adapt and open your eyes, you can see the furnace door and the blurry scene behind the furnace door, and then fall to the address you said before entering the Floo network.

But now, he did not feel dizzy, and his body was suspended steadily in the air.

There was nothingness around him, only the projection of the solar system in front of him.

"B—"

He tried to say the coordinates that Basil said, and then he saw the projection of the solar system enlarged, and then the bumpy white ball next to the blue planet began to appear in front of him.

A possibility began to emerge in his mind.

But he did not hesitate, and continued: "13."

A pulling force suddenly came from his body, as if he was falling from a high altitude, or as if the moon was crashing into him.

The projection of the moon kept enlarging, and buildings (with S.P.E.W. inside) and craters flashed by.

(Dumbledore finally realized, "This is the Cosmic Era. This is not a simple Floo network, but a star gate connecting one planet to another.")

Then the pulling force suddenly disappeared, and he landed steadily on the ground.

Looking up, a blue light gate slowly shrank above his head.

However, the building in front of him surprised him even more.

When mentioning Ollivander, the first thing that comes to mind is the peeling gold lettering photo, and the small and shabby store.

But right now, there is indeed a small and shabby Ollivander next to it.

It even says the same thing on it:

Olivander: Making fine wands since 382 BC.

In the dusty window, the wand standing alone on the faded purple cushion is still the same wand.

However, next to this small and shabby Ollivander's is a luxurious building.

The sign is made of emeralds and reads:

Olivander's: Automated technology to create your own force furnace, the first unmanned store.

"Force furnace, not atomic furnace?" Harry was puzzled, "And no one is referring to"

"They are the same thing. The Force furnace is because the power used by us new humans is the Force. If it is still the old generation, I am afraid it should be called a magic furnace."

("Magic is renamed the Force? Why?" Dumbledore was a little confused.)

"The atomic furnace is because it can only be made with atomic-level technology."

(Voldemort's eyes were about to pop out. Although atoms are not the smallest particles that make up matter, they are also small enough.)

"No one is a literal consciousness."

"Olivander will only stay in that shabby wand shop, and the shop in front of us that processes atomic furnaces does not need human guidance and service at all."

"You only need to pay the money and insert the wand that has been adjusted with you, and an atomic furnace will be processed."

"Then my wand" Harry didn't bother to hide his ignorance of this world. He looked at his holly wand. He still remembered the warmth from his fingers when he first met it.

"It just serves as the core of the atomic reactor, accompanying you in another way." Basil seemed to understand Harry's thoughts and advised.