"William Shakespeare was born in a grocer's family.
He dropped out of school when he was young.
He was kicked out of his hometown because he wrote limericks.
He was a butcher, a groom, a handyman, a real estate agent, an actor, a director, a screenwriter … One of our country's greatest poets and dramatists.
One of the greatest writers of the Renaissance … "Harry muttered as he turned around and spread out his hands.
"It's in the theater in front of us!"
The background for his explanation was the night view of the River Thames in 1600. The river was not clear.
The merchants and residents on the shore dumped their wastewater into the river with no expression on their faces.
And they cast disdainful glances at the exaggerated strangers.
Harry: = =
Snape had no feelings for Shakespeare.
But as an Englishman, he still had some understanding of the great man. "That's the Universal Theater? Has it been built? "
"Yes! It was built last year! " Harry put down his awkward hands and ran over to grab the corner of Snape's clothes. He introduced excitedly, "Now it should be Old Sarah (?) She was at the height of her success.
She became a shareholder of the theater.
She was protected by the Lord and affirmed by the Queen. She lived a rich life.
She had no worries about food and clothing.
She also earned herself a noble title. Where's Merlin? "
After looking around, Harry dragged back the great mage who was standing on the riverbank looking around.
Merlin was obviously still in a state of shock.
In his mind,
He just sent her back to the ship.
She was hit by the blue box that fell from the sky, and then she was saved by the perpetrator. After a roar, the perpetrator dragged her to a completely unfamiliar bustling world. The people here wore different clothes and spoke different words. It was bizarre and frightening.
"… Where is this?" Merlin pulled at her scarf and finally asked the question that transmigrators had to ask.
"London," Snape replied.
"London in 1600," Harry added. Seeing that Merlin was about to faint, he asked considerately, "Are you hungry? We can find a restaurant and have something to eat. "With the leaves he had picked.
By the way, how do time travelers usually solve their food problems?
Renaissance England may have had brilliant literature and art, but its culinary skills were obviously not good. The three of them tacitly chose to supplement the meal with conversation as the main point and tea as the main point.
Merlin kept drinking tea to calm herself down. "You mean … you all came from hundreds of years in the future? No, for me, "he seemed to be calculating in his mind," a thousand years later? "
Yes, yes! Harry nodded — he understood the main point.
"… This is impossible!" Merlin gulped down the hot tea in the cup and slammed it on the table, repeating, "That's impossible."
The lady boss immediately glanced at the table a few times. She had long wanted to drive these strange and picky customers out of the door, if it wasn't for the man with a dark face who looked like he was not to be trifled with.
Harry hurriedly refilled his tea and said, "Why not? You see, Tadis -- it can't be that the inside is bigger than the outside, can it? It's just a complicated way of using space-time magic … "
"I can understand expanding space and moving things..." Merlin frowned slightly and continued to pick up the teacup. She looked like a good student in any university who was seriously working on a project. "But time... time is a very complicated thing. It's too dangerous to mix it with magic. At least for me, it's very dangerous. "
Harry and Snape looked at each other with deep meaning in their eyes.
Merlin lowered her voice when she said the last sentence. At the same time, he also remembered something: he had not tried to mix time and magic, but if he could travel in time like these two mysterious people... could he go back to before Arthur died?
The three of them, each with their own thoughts, did not sit for too long under the watchful eyes of the lady boss. Merlin awkwardly asked for the toilet because she drank too much tea. Harry asked and found that the people of this era seemed to have the habit of solving problems in the corners and alleys. Fortunately, they finally found a simple public toilet. While Merlin was solving her problem, Harry took Snape to the roadside to look at the groceries sold by the people. They also bought a big bag of hazelnuts to eat while watching the play.
"... I heard that the archaeologists unearthed nut shells in the ruins of the Universal Theater." The Universal Theater did not exist for too long. It was destroyed in a fire 13 years later. Although there were imitations later, the new buildings had not seen the scenery of 1600.
Harry smiled as he peeled the hazelnuts. "So at least now we know that Shakespeare was real. He was not a group or a gunman." During those years in the Babel Library, he read a lot of research materials of later generations to relieve his boredom. The experts put forward too many conjectures about the mystery of Shakespeare. Some said that he was a bastard of a noble, some said that he was a woman, and some said that Shakespeare did not exist at all.
Snape held the paper bag of hazelnuts for him and said lightly, "You should be glad that the history of magic taught by Professor Binns is real." Then he inadvertently glanced in the direction where Merlin left.
Harry knew what he was talking about. In the history of magic, Merlin did not live until 1600. This was why he dared to land Tadis here.
Harry reached out and stuffed a nut into Snape's mouth. "... But there are still some mistakes." The history of magic mentioned that Merlin was proficient in time and space magic, but now Merlin did not understand time magic.
"He lived for a long time." Snape went straight to the point. Maybe he could do it in a few years.
"Maybe so." Harry scratched his head and frowned. "I'm afraid that the history of magic is wrong."
After all, history always liked to beautify great people, let alone a giant like Merlin.
Harry thought of another question. "Professor, we have all studied the History of Spells. Merlin did not leave many spells, which is very strange. I mean, most spells have a process of evolution, but only a few 'original spells' were passed down from the time of Merlin. This is really strange. Either it means that the magic of the fourth century was not developed, or it means … "
As Harry was talking, he saw Merlin walking towards them with a heavy heart. "... The sorcerers of the fourth century did not use spells."
Snape and Harry had never seen Merlin use magic. On the one hand, there was no need to. On the other hand, Merlin seemed to have a sense of secrecy about his identity as a sorcerer.
However, when Harry cautiously came to ask Merlin how to master the Flying Spell, the great sorcerer seriously thought about it and then reached out his hand. A hazelnut flew directly from the paper bag into his right hand.
It was a perfect silent spell without a staff.
Merlin peeled the hazelnut and said, "Spells? We have some spells, but most of them are used to set up magic circles or to curse people. Usually, we don't use spells … What's the Flying Spell? "
Harry recited the spell, and another hazelnut flew from the paper bag into his hand.
Merlin imitated him and chanted the spell a few times. After a few chants, the hazelnuts flew out. Merlin smiled and shared the nuts in his hand with Harry. He said with a smile, "I guess chanting spells can play a role in guiding and strengthening magic power, but for me, I'm more used to sensing the flow of magic power …"
In other words, Merlin could naturally control her own magic, and basically did not need spells or wands to guide and strengthen it.
Harry couldn't help but sigh. What a wonderful time the fourth century was! Thinking about the wizards of later generations, losing a wand was like losing half of their life. Silent spells and magic without a staff were almost advanced courses. Dumbledore and Beedle both said that magic was weakening …
Harry was suddenly lost in thought. Merlin didn't know what to do, so she quietly ate the hazelnut. The three of them walked to the Globe Theater in silence. Snape pulled a few leaves and turned them into the banknotes of this era. One penny for a ticket, and they were all standing tickets. It was said that some of the better seats had been sold out.
Perhaps a few hundred years later, watching Shakespeare's plays would be a cultural activity worthy of formal attire. But in this day and age, as the saying goes, Shakespeare's plays were truly "beloved by the people." Of course, there were aristocrats who came to watch the plays, but most of them were Londoners, peddlers, and commoners. Everyone was just like going to the Overpass to listen to crosstalk after a meal. Although they loved it, they did not have much respect for Shakespeare and his friends.
Today's play was "As You Like It," a lively comedy. When the last few couples finally got married, the audience burst into enthusiastic cheers. Harry couldn't help but shout "brove", but Snape covered his mouth and stopped him. It was the wrong time to shout!
During the curtain call, the playwright was also called out by the audience. He was in his thirties, with eyes like torches and a beard on his face, but he didn't look like the portraits of Shakespeare that Harry had seen at all. The great poet was more approachable. Seeing the enthusiastic applause of the audience, he stayed on the stage for a while and read a few long lines with great emotion. It was a return to the stage. And Harry awkwardly found that it seemed to be a sexual joke …
In any case, after watching the live version of Shakespeare, Harry was still quite excited, but Snape's experience was so-so. As mentioned earlier, they bought standing tickets, and the people standing next to them were all lower-class Londoners. And the lower-class Londoners were probably under the pressure of life and didn't have the ability to take care of personal hygiene … Regardless of Snape's personal hygiene habits, the air quality in the theater was probably comparable to that of Beijing in December, which made the Potions Professor feel suffocated.
Merlin had the most peculiar experience. He was even more excited than Harry. Like a person from the Victorian era who was pulled to the 21st century to watch a movie, Shakespeare's play shocked the greatest magician. He kept pulling his scarf, which should be a habitual action of a great magician, to express his excitement to Harry. "He's great! Shakespeare — Brove! You must like him very much, so you specially came to see his play! "
Harry nodded with a smile. "He's one of the greatest writers in the history of our literature."
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