Fantasy World Transmigration - 752. Chapter 752

The atmosphere of the city of London at the end of the 20th century was relatively peaceful. The long period of prosperity in the Western world made it obvious that the city has entered a golden age. It has initially revealed the breath of the Virgin of the White Left in the multicultural era of the 21st century. This can be said to be the best in the West. It’s a good time, and contemporary Chinese people are still working hard to create a better life, and the citizens of London can already sit down and enjoy the centuries-old legacy of the British Empire’s global plunder.

And the preferential welfare that the Soviet people strived for with their blood and lives.

Fifty years before them, before World War II, capitalists and dignitaries greedily monopolized most of the benefits of colonizing the world, and even the workers and the bottom penny wanted to withdraw. After them, the financial crisis and The tide of refugees impacts multicultural values, and the common values established by Western civilization are faltering.

This is the best era in Britain. On a cloudy day that is common in London, Chen Ang walked in the misty water vapor holding a black umbrella, reached out and stopped a taxi. The car stopped on the right side of Chen Ang, and he put away the umbrella. He got into the car and said in English with a little foreign accent: “Go to London Westminster, Charing Cross Road!”

The driver was not surprised by Chen Ang’s eastern face and did not commit the stupid things the British committed 60 years ago. In the world of mummies, Londoners, who had strong colonial sentiments at the time, had made an inaccurate statement to Chen Ang. , What happened next was quite natural-after Immortal was resurrected, almost the entire London was massacred. It is hard to say what role Chen Ang played in it.

Charing Cross Road is famous for its antique shops and ancient bookstores all over the street. It is a favorite place for tourists who come to the UK. Of course, for Chen Ang, the more famous is the Broken Cauldron Bar on this street, which is the British magic world. The most famous street, an entrance of Diagon Alley, is behind the brick wall in the backyard of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

When Chen Ang walked into this broken bar, the owner of the bar, a bald and toothless old man named Tom, fortunately had the same name as the famous Voldemort in the magic world, although he might not think so.

Tom was sitting behind the bar, wiping the glass, and when he saw Chen Ang coming in, he stared at him with his absolutely unfriendly eyes.

“You are a raw face!”

Chen Ang knows that the British magical world is a small closed system. As the gatekeeper of Diagon Alley, Tom might not know everyone. Naturally, an oriental face like Chen Ang is extremely eye-catching, and he was assigned to this place. Locally, Chen Ang didn’t believe that he had no other tasks, such as monitoring strangers entering and leaving Diagon Alley.

Chen Ang smiled friendly and whispered, “Maybe because I am a foreigner!”

“Haha!” The bar owner Tom laughed loudly: “Yes, foreign wizards will come to Diagon Alley when they come to Britain, but generally there are more wizards in Europe, wizards in the East… I haven’t watched it for a while. To them.”

“So…” Tom raised his head and said, “Does the foreigner know how to open the door?”

“Yeah!” Chen Ang thought for a while, so as to pretend to be a normal person: “Above the trash can… count three pieces up… and then count two pieces horizontally?”

Saying goodbye to Tom, who had no objection, Chen Ang glanced at the restaurant of the bar. There were a few wizards who were reading the “Transfiguration Today” magazine. In the corner there was a witch who ate raw liver, with a greasy face. , With sharp teeth, and a mad-looking wizard, smiling nervously.

From this point of view, the magical world is not a place for good men and women, and wizards are not ordinary people who know how to magic. In fact, from the perspective of Muggles, most of them are lunatics and weirdos, but Chen Ang doesn’t take it seriously, because They are not as crazy as they are.

What kind of a witch who eats liver raw? When Chen Ang did a human experiment, he took the time to experiment while using his knife. In the eyes of others, I was afraid that it would be even more perverted!

“This place makes me feel like a fish in water, with a kind of intimacy.” Chen Ang laughed in a low voice. He used a black umbrella to tap one of the wall tiles three times. Although he didn’t have a magic wand, he was an eight-line arcanist. It is an unfamiliar magic system, and it is easy to trigger a magic trigger device.

With the deformation of the brick wall and the trembling and abnormal movement of the bricks, a small hole began to appear in that place, and then it became larger and larger, and a dark archway appeared in front of Chen Ang, which led to a paved one. Small cobblestone street.

As Chen Ang stepped onto Diagon Alley, the archway gradually disappeared behind him, and he began to hear the smell of the market. This is a quaint street with shops and streets on both sides just like the style of centuries ago. The crucible sellers, potions sellers, food sellers, and sorcerers coming and going are very lively. Chen Ang is going to buy some things here to prepare for the next plan.

But first he had to go to the bank run by the fairy, Gringotts, and exchange pound sterling for some gold gallons.

Located in the middle of Diagon Alley near the intersection of Turnover Alley, Gulin Pavilion is a tall white marble building. From the front of the bronze gate, along the stairs of white marble, you can see the famous section of the silver gate. The verse:

Please come in, stranger, but you have to be careful

What is the end of insatiable greed,

Blindly ask for, get something for nothing,

Will receive the severest punishment,

So if you want to take it from our underground vault

A wealth that never belonged to you,

Thief, you have received a warning,

Beware that it is not treasure, but evil.

“The magic of the fairy…” Chen Ang read this passage of mysterious magic, feeling the extraordinary power contained in it. These simple lines of poems are much more brilliant than the magic at the entrance of Diagon Alley, and Chen Ang can read them. To the complex magical aura: “There are traces of the school of prophecy…the power of fate, the magic of curses. This is the most secret curse of fate…”

“Through the power of the contract, those who enter from this door will sign a contract with Gringotts. Anyone who tries to take away the treasures that does not belong to them will be rewarded… The curse of evil rewards here is more complicated. On the one hand, there are traces of prophetic magic, which may allow the goblin to divination to the cursed person. In addition, there are also some evil curses and bad luck that will be imposed on the cursed person, but the most complicated is the one behind these superficial curses. The power of fate.”

Chen Ang carefully analyzed the magical aura a little bit, and with a wave of his hand, he prevented the curse from taking the prying eyes of his real name. It was not that Chen Ang deliberately stole something from Gringotts, but that he didn’t want to cause any trouble. .

If this spell is really allowed to take in his real name, Chen Ang is sure that it will probably not succeed, but it will trigger some alarms that Chen Ang does not want to see. If it succeeds-then it will be a big trouble. The name of a person in occultism is magical, and it is the brand of the existence of all life, while Chen Ang’s name contains unimaginable danger.

This is a terrifying concept that spans countless multiverses.

Calling this real name to hang on the head of Gringa can kill the whole family of fairies.