LIGHTNOVELONLINE 86.chapter 86
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At the same time, Al, who had just brought the mice back for Kiki to play with, was walking towards the courtyard from the Slytherin cellar when he was intercepted by George Weasley.
"Al" A group of red hair suddenly rushed out from the side. Before Al could get away, George took him into his arms.
Al was choked, coughed, and complained: "I should have brought the flash skill."
This sentence was in Chinese. George didn’t understand it and raised his eyebrows: “What did you say?”
"Nothing." Al quickly explained, "What do you want from me?"
"Let's go on an adventure, just the two of us." George pushed Al and ran towards the one-eyed witch statue.
"Wait, wait," Al quickly stopped and broke free from George's hand, "If you still want to go to the world of The Hunger Games, we'd better dress like Muggles. It's too conspicuous now."
"The Hunger Games" George asked.
Al then realized that he had accidentally said the name of The Hunger Games, and he had to explain nonsensically: "It's like we are all wizards here, and we are the Wizarding World, and they are the Hunger Games World."
"You mean that's another world that doesn't exist here?"
Aldun suddenly found that he had accidentally revealed more secrets. He had no choice but to drive George away: "Go and change clothes quickly. I'll wait for you here after changing. It's best to wear black and gray clothes."
Al recalled the clothes of the people in the Seam Zone of District 12 in The Hunger Games. Most of the people there were coal miners, and the colors were mainly black and gray. There were more colors when going to the merchants, but people pretending to be in the Seam Zone were less likely to attract attention. . It's just that his blond hair is too conspicuous, and he has to find a hat to wear it.
After returning to his dormitory in Slytherin, Al realized how difficult it was to dress like a Muggle. The wardrobe was filled with wizard robes, and only the inner layer made him look like a Muggle. Except for the school uniform, all the clothes were light colors, as if Narcissa was determined to dress him up as a lovely boy.
Al sighed at the wardrobe full of well-made clothes that were worth a lot of money at a glance. There is no way you would go to The Hunger Games dressed like this and look like someone from the Catchment Zone.
Al opened Draco's wardrobe again. Unlike his own wardrobe, the clothes Narcissa prepared for Draco were almost all black and gray. Perhaps she wanted to highlight Draco's steady temperament. In fact, Draco was not at all. steady. Al thought sarcastically, reaching down and starting to pick through Draco's wardrobe.
After the final look was completed, he wore a pair of black straight pants, a gray shirt, and a black bucket hat. This was the only hat in his wardrobe that was not a pointed wizard hat. But he looked like a little gentleman, not at all like a coal digger.
But I've tried my best. Al sighed again and sneakily ran towards the agreed place with George.
George was already waiting next to the statue of the one-eyed witch. There were too few people left in Hogwarts during the holidays, so he was not worried about being caught by others. Seeing George's outfit from afar, Al's eyes lit up.
George put on those glasses again. He didn't know where he learned how to dress Muggles. He wore a dark gray sweater with black trousers. Although the wide-leg trousers made his slender legs less advantageous, he still looked both handsome and handsome. Mature and handsome.
George watched Al running towards him and teased: "Today it's still the combination of daddy and sweetheart."
"Don't say that, I'm going to vomit." Al put the wand in his waistband, "Can't you see clearly with this on?"
"Some improvements have been made." George curled his lips, raised his hand and threw something to Al, "Here you go."
Al caught the little thing with both hands. It was a piece of candy. Al turned the small piece of candy over and over suspiciously, not daring to put it in his mouth; George finally couldn't help it and said, "It's not poisonous."
Don't put anything in your mouth given by the Weasley twins. Alko kept this in mind: "What kind of prank is this?"
"I won't play any pranks on you at this time." George opened his eyes innocently.
Too. He was eager to explore through the secret passage. After some consideration, Al put the candy into his mouth.
Nothing happened. It seemed that this guy was still barely trustworthy.
The two little wizards climbed into the secret passage one after another, with George still taking the lead. Without the cat, Al had much less energy this time. Before he even noticed how tired he was, George in front stopped.
The space in front of them became wider, enough for two people to stand side by side: just like when George and Al entered this secret passage for the first time, the secret passage was divided into two in front of them, with the left leading to the Hunger Games and the right leading to Howl. Germode.
Al took a deep breath, a little nervous.
"If your life is in danger, don't worry about the rules about not using magic spells. Use the most powerful magic spell you can, and then we will come back from where we left. Do you understand?
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George was made serious by his solemn expression: "Al, what kind of world are you talking about The Hunger Games?"
It seemed pointless to hide it from him now, so Al simply explained to him here: "The country we went to last time is called Panem. It is divided into twelve districts and a capital. The one we went to is the tenth. District 2. Every year, each district selects a pair of boys and girls aged 12 to 18, known as "tributes", and sends them to the capital to participate in a competition called the Hunger Games, killing each other until only one person is left. The person who survives is the winner.
People in the capital live a very luxurious life, but other districts are in dire straits. Anyone who accidentally violates the law may be executed.
So I say, this world is very, very dangerous. "
"So, is the ruler here more evil than Voldemort?"
George asked as the two finally approached the light at the end of the secret passage.
Al counted on his fingers. It seemed that the death rate in the wizarding world when Voldemort was still not high was not high. After all, Voldemort did not want to turn the wizarding world into a dead land. After Panem launched its resistance, it was only District 12. After the bombing, , there were only 800 survivors.
The other districts suffered heavy casualties, and even the capital was bombed in the end, killing many civilians including children.
"Yes, you can say that." Al nodded, "Under the current rule of President Snow, at least twenty-three tributes who die every year have his contribution. The families of the deceased tributes do not receive any compensation, but the victors It will be reduced to a tool of the president to entertain the public and make money for him. In short, it is very sick."
I don’t know if George understood this. He jumped out from the exit, turned around and reached out to hug Al: "But how do you know all this?"
"Uh." Al got stuck and obediently let George take him down. He was basically used to it. "Just think of me as a prophet."
"Prophet," George repeated doubtfully, "You mean, can you meet the future?"
"No." Al started to talk nonsense, "It's like a dream. I always have all kinds of dreams, and there are these strange worlds in my dreams. I used to think that I had too much imagination, but... After we entered that world for the first time, I realized that it wasn’t just my imagination, but that these worlds seemed to actually exist.”
George was stunned for a moment after hearing these words: "Who have you told this to?"
"Only you." Al raised his right index finger and pressed it to his lips, "Don't tell others, otherwise it will kill me."
"Why?" George looked at him.
Al looked around and found that there were tall trees everywhere, and they actually came out of a tree hole. There was a clear lake a few steps away from the tree, so Al knew where this place was. There is a bottom.
It shouldn't be an arena.
"Because we can come to these worlds, people from these worlds may also be able to go to Hogwarts. If they find out that I am a wizard who knows their world very well, maybe I will be captured and tortured by them, and all my Spit out everything you know." Al explained to George while walking around and observing the terrain.
Al does have a clear idea of where the Hunger Games world is headed, but even if President Snow finds him and tortures everyone to their fate, Snow can't change his own ending unless he changes the entire Panem policy. Otherwise, even if he kills Katniss, there will be a Katniss film, or a Katniss strip, and someone will always take the Mockingjay position.
"Then is it dangerous for you to come here?" George followed him and asked.
"If you protect me, I won't be in danger." Al said half-jokingly. In fact, George was only thirteen years old. It was hard to tell who could protect the other when the two of them were in danger.
such as now
"Who is there"
The girl's stern voice made Al immediately pull out his wand and block it in front of him, but there was no one in the direction where the voice came from, only lush shrubs and tall trees. The visitor was obviously well hidden, and Al broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, as if he was being pointed at by the barrel of a gun.
"Katniss Everdeen" Al asked tentatively.
There was silence for a few seconds, and the girl's voice became more alert: "Who are you from the capital?"
"So." Al thought about how to explain. Out of the corner of his eye, George was nervously grasping the wand, so he patted George's waist comfortingly: "Maybe you don't remember me, but your father just passed away. When you were about to starve to death, I once gave you a few pieces of candy."
As he spoke, Al took off his hat, revealing his signature blond hair.
The other party seemed to make a small "ah" sound, and a dense bush as tall as a person in front of Al shook and separated.