About ten minutes after they set off,
Harry sensed that the Tadis shook violently, and then the scene outside the window disappeared in a sudden strong white light. When the white light gradually disappeared, it was already dark outside the glass window, and only a faint white arc of light was trembling. At the same time, Harry shook his wrist,
The holly wand slipped out of his cuff.
Holding the wand tightly,
Harry took a deep breath, felt the flow of magic in his palm, and then began to add magic defense to the various equipment in the Tadis, while recalling what happened during this period of time.
In the beginning,
Harry only took a long vacation for himself through Hank and Percy's relationship,
Then he focused on reproducing Harry Potter's story on home paper and pen,
Ron would accompany him with pictures, and Jean, Qian Huan, and the others would use the resources of the school newspaper to spread the story. Not long after,
Warren caught Ron and Drac, who were disguised as Raccoon Man and Stoat Man.
Harry almost fainted when he saw his brother in a tight uniform.
When he found out that it was Hermione's idea, he simply fainted. But when he lay on the floor and listened to the argument,
He found that it was not a bad idea,
He needed to leave more traces in this world,
But other than the stories on paper,
He could also create more stories, such as urban legends. Think about it, even if Harry Potter disappeared, Mystery Man would still live on in people's mouths!
So Harry sat up again and drew his own uniform with his own hands. "Mystery Man and his friends" were born, and Snape's house became a base. The current chemistry teacher and former Death Eater also became the behind-the-scenes commander, training a group of young vigilantes step by step.
As Harry expected, Mystery Man soon became an urban legend in Grimm Town and attracted the attention of Professor X and Batman. But what he didn't expect was that before they found him, the two big shots first suspected each other. However, they soon formed an alliance again and planned to work together to remove the mask of the mysterious man.
Harry's original plan was to wait, but the former Death Eater was, after all, the dean of Slytherin. He was more patient and had more appetite. "Don't worry. Instead of waiting for them to explain, it's better to wait for them to witness the authenticity of the mysterious hero themselves." Harry understood what Snape meant, but there was not much time left for him.
Fortunately, Batman soon started to lay out his plans. Red Robin sent a pledge of allegiance, Professor X sent an invitation … At the same time, Harry sent a new comic, and Jean found X-Man's headquarters. This way, after everything was rebooted, there would still be people who would remember the existence of Batman and the X-Men.
There would also be people who would remember the existence of Mystique.
After the defensive spell was set up, Harry waved his magic wand and drew a golden magic array in the air. He then injected magic into the center of the array. After the light shone brightly, the crowded Tadis became spacious. The cramped seats became comfortable booths, and the crude console became a more modern screen.
"This is what it means to be bigger inside than outside ~" Harry sat down and tapped the screen with his magic wand. The chaotic white lines ran around for a while and pieced together into a dial with the starting point of 1993. Harry pondered for a while, enlarged the dial, and chose 2043. Fifty years later, that was the time and space where Bart came from.
After the selection, the Tadis roared to life. Harry had to grip the seat and fasten his seat belt to prevent himself from being thrown out. At the bottom of the screen, a bright timeline was tied to the battery compartment. Harry was horrified to find that as the timeline on the screen slid, the timeline of the Oulopolos was branching like a frayed hemp rope. This was definitely not a good sign.
This meant that the timeline was being damaged. When it was completely broken, the future would collapse into the present.
Harry steadied himself and clenched his magic wand, adding a protective shield to the timeline. Although he did not think it would help, it was at least a psychological comfort.
After a long time, the roar of the Tadis stopped. The white arc wrapped around the body of the Tadis dimmed and the scene outside the window was revealed. Harry unfastened his seat belt and stood up. He walked to the window in the police booth and found that he could not see anything. It was obviously snowing outside.
It was snowing like goose feathers. The feathers of the Black Swan after its death were falling on the Wasteland.
Harry watched for a while and raised his hand to draw the curtains with his magic wand. He then sat back in front of the console, closed his eyes, and sensed the key of the Tower of Babel in his body. In the space of consciousness, the golden key had turned into a brass color with a layer of rust on its surface. Harry held it tightly and focused on entering the library.
It was still the landscape of Godric Valley, but the originally neat Book Ridge Mountain Road was crooked and twisted. The pages on the road were brittle and turned into ashes under his feet. Harry stumbled to find the familiar road and found the old house of the Potter family. He saw that rotten vines had covered the courtyard and the walls. The gate of the courtyard was half closed. Harry gently stepped on the steps and found the "library" under the porch.
She was sitting by the porch pillar. She still looked young and beautiful, but her white cheeks had turned pale. The collapsed world was consuming and destroying her. When Harry helped her up, he found that half of the "library"'s face was as pale as paper and printed with ink letters. The reason why she was curled up on the ground was that the lower half of her body was as stiff as dead wood.
However, when Harry put the "library" on the lounge chair in the living room, she was still smiling indifferently and whispering, "You're finally here."
"I'll come eventually." Harry touched the half of the "library"'s face that was not stained with ink. It was cold to the touch. "Harry Potter is the savior."
"So..." The "library" chuckled. "Who are you going to save this time?"
Harry looked at the side of the "library"'s face and was silent for a moment. Then the "library"'s eyes gradually turned cold. She sneered and said, "Everyone says you're the savior. Then who can you save? What can you bring to the world? Hope? Courage? Or strength? When the plague is raging, the disease is spreading, and people are crying in despair, what can you bring to the world? When meaning no longer exists, the essence begins to dissolve, and people begin to interrogate existence and nothingness... Harry Potter, what can you bring to the world? "
Harry listened carefully to the "library"'s words. Then, when the latter began to cough out black ash, he slowly said, "I can tell them a story..." His tone was like telling a little sister a fairy tale before bedtime. "The protagonist of the story... is a Pillowman. It is nine feet tall. Its torso and head are made of pink pillows. Even its teeth are little pillows..."
The content of his story was also like a fairy tale. "... The Pillowman has a job. Every time a man or woman feels sad and painful because of the hardships in life and chooses to commit suicide, the Pillowman will return to their childhood and persuade them to commit suicide when they are still boys or girls. This is to prevent them from going back to their old ways after experiencing hardships in the future..."
However, the style gradually moved toward darkness. "... Every time the Pillowman succeeds, a child will die tragically. Every time the Pillowman fails, a child will live in suffering. After they grow up, they still live in pain and finally die tragically." Harry's face was calm. "... The Pillowman can no longer bear this kind of torture, so he returns to his childhood and persuades the little Pillowman to commit suicide... But because the Pillowman chose to commit suicide, the children returned to the cold and dark life that they wanted to escape. Since the Pillowman can no longer help the children avoid the pain, they can only torture themselves to death alone."
The "library" looked at the boy quietly. "That is a metaphor."
Harry shrugged. "All stories are metaphors of life."
"So, what are you trying to say?" The "library" winked.
Harry patted the black ash off his lapel and smiled. "I am just a storyteller. All my job is to tell a good story. As for the interpretation... that is the job of the readers."
When the story was finished, the author died, and the readers used their own stories to fill, twist, and reproduce the new text — that was how the world was created. It took Harry some time to understand this.
"Are you going to let evil and ugliness spread?"
"I just think that... stories are not always pure. Stories do not always belong to the public domain of civilized society. They will cross the boundary to discuss human nature under extreme circumstances. Isn't that right? There are so many rebellious authors who have constantly attacked the boundary of the Tower of Babel in the long history of literature... "Harry spread out his hands." So, I think, stories do have good reasons to expand the boundary and even eliminate the boundary. This is their right to freedom. The Tower of Babel never lets us ignore the darkest and most brutal side of human nature. "
The "library" closed her eyes and was silent for a long time. It was so long that Harry wondered if she was too weak to speak. Then she opened her eyes again. Her black eyes were shining. She said firmly, "Then... you can go out."
Harry stood up and made a gentleman's salute. When he kissed the back of the hand of the "library", the latter lowered her eyes and warned softly, "Don't try to understand Maya."
Harry bowed deeply and left a polite kiss on the back of her cold hand. Then he clenched the key in his hand and focused. When he opened his eyes again, he was still sitting in front of the console. On the screen, the time axis stopped at 2043.
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