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Seeing Dumbledore take out the Elder Wand, Rosie was stunned for an instant!
Since the Elder Wand has always been in Dumbledore's hand, what happened to the broken Elder Wand that Albert took out? ! !
Although I didn’t have close contact, that’s what I saw with my own eyes! Besides, with such a great momentum during the restoration, how could it not be the Elder Wand?
If the Elder Wand is fake, have Mr. Weasley, Albert and even Voldemort been deceived?
Or is this all someone's arrangement?
If that's the case, then what are the sacrifices of Christina and the Wilson family?
…
Rosie, whose mind was in a state of confusion, didn't even know how she was brought back to the Ministry of Magic by Theseus, and how she left the Ministry of Magic.
She wandered aimlessly, recalling every detail of the previous main mission in her mind.
Then, she thought of Christina.
Although they met not long ago, she has really regarded Christina, this beautiful, generous, enthusiastic and lovely girl as her best friend!
She didn't know if Christina, who existed in the main timeline, had a chance to be resurrected.
Fingers tightly pinched the tassel that fell off Christina's clothes. After an unknown amount of time, Rosie, who was deeply saddened, walked near Brantania's library.
"Isn't this Miss Rossi? Why does she look so lost?" A very familiar male voice suddenly sounded in Rossi's ears.
Rossi looked up and saw a man in a suit standing next to him with a cane, looking at him with a smile on his face:
"Mr. Holmes..."
This man is clearly Sherlock Holmes.
"Miss Rossi, you look confused. Did something happen? Maybe you can talk to me. Maybe I can help you."
Sherlock raised his cane and pointed to an open door next to him, and said in a humorous and interesting tone, "Look, that's my home. Isn't it fate?"
After following Sherlock into his room, perhaps because she wanted to talk to someone, or perhaps out of trust in the name Holmes, Rosie recounted everything she encountered during the main mission.
While Sherlock listened to Rosie's description, he wrote and drew in his notebook.
Even after Rosie told it all. He just said to wait a moment, and then concentrated on sketching on the paper.
It wasn't until half an hour later that he raised his head seriously and looked directly at Rossi with his deep eyes: "There is a small issue that you didn't explain clearly. I need to confirm with you again."
"Well, you ask, Mr. Holmes."
Sherlock tapped his pen on the table: "Let's make an assumption for now. Assume that the broken Elder Wand is real. Then, where did it come from?"
"It's in the cemetery in the village of Otter St. Catchpol." Rosie was a little surprised. She had just told what she had experienced when she was on a full-time job.
"No no no!"
Sherlock shook his finger, "I mean, who buried it there? How did anyone else know it was there?"
I haven't thought about this issue...
Thinking about it, a name flashed in Rossi's mind.
"My guess is that Mr. Weasley might have buried it there..."
Hearing this, Sherlock closed the notebook with a snap, capped the pen, and tapped the notebook a few times:
"That's all clear."
"ah?"
"That Mr. Weasley, since the emergence of the Philosopher's Stone and the Elder Wand is related to him, he must play a key role in this matter."
"You mean, Mr. Weasley is the real mastermind of this?"
Rosie stood up in shock. She couldn't believe this inference.
Sherlock laughed a few times:
"This possibility is not ruled out, but whether it is a deliberate calculation or an unintentional promotion depends on you to judge. After all, you are the only one who truly knows him."
Yes, I have to go find him to confirm the authenticity and whereabouts of the Elder Wand, so that I can be sure whether he is the real culprit behind the scenes!
Thinking of this, Rossi looked at Sherlock gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Holmes, your wisdom does not live up to this name at all!"
"This sounds weird." Sherlock chuckled and continued, "You don't have to thank me. Since you have taught me so much secret knowledge, I will give you a 10% discount on the consulting fee. Galleons will do.”
Well...it actually costs money! ! !
Rosie suddenly felt dumbfounded.
However, as a private detective, it is natural for the other party to charge a consulting fee.
Comforting herself in her heart, she took out ten galleons and put them on the table, thanking her again:
"Thank you for your analysis and answers, Mr. Holmes!"
After that, she turned and walked out of Sherlock's room.
Finding an alley less visited, Rosie took out the high-end floo powder. She planned to go back to the top of the Wilson Manor to try her luck. Maybe Mr. Weasley was still there.
Just when she grabbed the fluffy powder and prepared to sprinkle it, a slightly arrogant voice came from the alley next to her:
"That human in front, get out of the way!"
Rossi subconsciously took a step back.
Looking around, she saw an orange stray cat quickly passing in front of her.
"Huh? Isn't this the cat that Tang Taige is looking for?"
Thinking like this, she followed the orange cat's back with her eyes. In just a few moments, the orange cat's figure disappeared from her sight.
But at this time, Rosie no longer cared about the orange cat. Her eyes were fixed on a familiar figure in a suit at the end of the street:
Is that Mr. Weasley?
Rossi immediately took steps to chase after him, but the distance was a bit far after all. Even if she used the skill of showing footprints to chase him two streets away, she still couldn't find any trace of him.
"I'm so useless, I lost track of you!" Rossi gasped in frustration, holding on to the wall.
"are you looking for me?"
At this moment, Mr. Weasley's voice sounded from behind Rosie.
"Mr. Weasley!"
Hearing his voice, Rossi turned around in surprise and joy, grabbing the other person's arm excitedly, "I have something very important to ask..."
As if he didn't expect that she would grab him in excitement, without checking, she grabbed Mr. Weasley's arm.
Rosie raised her eyes, and a breeze blew gently, blowing away the hair that covered most of Mr. Weasley's face.
Her gaze passed over his mouth, past the green eyes behind the half-moon glasses, and finally rested on his forehead, on the lightning-shaped scar.
silence! silence!
Ten seconds later, Rossi suddenly figured out a lot of things. He figured out why he was able to force Voldemort back. He figured out why Theseus said there was no such person in the Weasley family. He figured out why there was a fracture. The Elder Wand even figured out why the game was called Harry Potter: Age of Magic!
She suppressed the surprise in her heart and looked into his green eyes with calm but unconcealed excitement:
"Weasley? Are you calling yourself Harry Weasley now? Or..."
Potter couldn't say the word Potter, because the other party blocked her mouth with his fingers.
"Don't say my real name, Rosie."
Potter touched the lightning scar that was accidentally exposed on his forehead, "Uh...it seems like having a very famous logo is not a good thing."
Taking a step back to avoid the warm fingers on her lips, she asked:
"Why? What? You have become stronger and I can't even mention your name?"
"No, that's not the case."
Potter smiled bitterly and shook his head, "There is a troublesome guy in this world. In order to deal with it, we must hide our real names."
"It? Who is it?"
"We are still investigating, but we haven't found any clues yet. Well... Rossi, these things are not accessible to you at this stage. Don't ask too much. When you can help in the future, we will naturally tell you. you,"
Hmm... we can't contact you at this stage? Am I not level enough? Or is the subsequent main line not yet open?
Thinking about it in his mind, Rossi suddenly thought of the words he just used:
"You just said, 'us'? Then...she is here too?"
Recognizing who she wanted to ask, Potter nodded, but said nothing more.
"Why are you here? I mean, in this day and age?"
"There was a little accident." Potter looked away and said with nostalgia, "While operating her improved time turner, I accidentally input too much magic power, and the result..."
Potter shrugged helplessly, "As you can see, we have to stay in this strange era for a while."
"A strange era?" Rossi asked in surprise.
"Yes, in my memory, wizards in this era were not as, uh... free as they are now."
"The most important thing is that the Dark Lord Grindelwald was defeated by Dumbledore, which should have happened in 1945, but we are now in 945! Do you understand, this is very close to the time in my memory A thousand years. But there are so many people and things that are compatible with each other. Doesn’t that sound strange to you?"
"I'm really looking forward to it. Maybe in this world, wizards and Muggles can finally coexist peacefully!"
These are just game settings!
Rosie murmured in her heart, remained silent for a few seconds, and then asked her question:
"Why did you let Albert take away the broken Elder Wand? You should have been able to stop it, right?"
"Well... I thought it was damaged and useless, so I didn't take it seriously."
Potter smiled bitterly, "It's my fault. I didn't expect that even if the Elder Wand is broken, it will still be full of temptations for those dark wizards."
Rossi nodded slightly, agreeing with his statement. After thinking for a moment, he asked:
"You said before that the ending of history cannot be changed, and even if destiny deviates for a moment, it will eventually return to its origin? What does this mean?"
"In the history I know, the Wilson family will perish due to the scourge of the lich..."
Having said this, Potter sighed and turned his green eyes to the rising crescent moon.
It turns out that this is the case... The demise of the Wilson family and Christina's death were actually destined...
Rossi couldn't help but feel a little sad.
After a moment of silence, she thought of something again, raised her eyes and asked:
"How much do you know about duplicate invitations?"
"It is the result of interference in parallel time and space. It is her achievement and an experiment."
Potter explained. Seeing that she was about to open her mouth again, he took the first step and said, "You don't need to delve into these things for now. When you grow up enough, you will naturally understand all this."
It's really a parallel space...
Growing enough should mean that my current level and strength are not enough!
Rossi muttered secretly and spoke again with some embarrassment:
"I have another question. Do you know what happened in the copy? Or do you have that memory?"
Porter smiled and shook his head:
"Of course not. I don't want to turn myself into a lunatic."
At this time, a golden-red firework bloomed in the distant sky.
"I still have things to do. We can talk about it later, Rosie. Don't tell others about us."
With that said, Potter took a step back and disappeared into the night wind.
"Eh... you're just leaving right now?"
Looking at the place where he disappeared, Rosie muttered depressedly, "I haven't asked yet whether Christina can be resurrected..."
After a pause, she sighed sadly again:
"If the Wilson family is destined to perish, then I'm afraid she..."
"Destined?"
A very arrogant voice sounded behind her, "That's just a weak person looking for excuses for his incompetence!"
Rossi looked back and saw the orange cat he saw before jumping gracefully from the eaves.
"I heard a saying not long ago, 'I am the master of my own destiny'!"
Am I the master of my own destiny? I control my own life?
Rosie was about to laugh when she saw it coming to her side and raising its paws to put on her legs.
"Work hard to become stronger. If you can become strong enough when I am ready, I will take you to my hometown and Narnia to find the power to control your destiny!"
After saying this in a "Give you a chance" tone, it retracted its paws and slowly walked out of the alley.
When it reached the entrance of the alley, it suddenly paused and turned back: "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Lina!"
Although it felt a little strange, Rossi still replied politely:
"My name is Rosie."
"Of course I know who you are. If you hadn't... hum~ I wouldn't waste my time."
After that, it ran out of the alley and disappeared.
I have? have what?
Just as Rosie was wondering, a light suddenly lit up where Rina had touched her leg.
Immediately afterwards, the system prompt sounded:
"Received the mission - to become stronger. Rina said that only those who are strong enough are worthy of becoming its teammates and returning to the world of Narnia with it... Mission time limit: one year."
Eh? Actually triggered the mission?
Go back to Narnia with it?
Rosie suddenly felt that the name looked familiar, Narnia... The Chronicles of Narnia? ! !
Are there other magic IPs interspersed in this game?
(End of chapter)
