Under normal circumstances,
Transmigrators were divided into two categories: forward transmigrators and backward transmigrators. The forward transmigrators relied on their knowledge of history (they could make soap or something like that) to crush the ancient people. The backward transmigrators relied on their martial arts/mental skills to crush the modern people. As for those who transmigrated to a foreign land, that was a different story altogether.
But now the situation Harry was facing was slightly more complicated.
He had traveled to the fourth or fifth century, and then pulled Merlin to the sixteenth or seventeenth century.
He had seen this kind of plot before, but she drove a Jinbei with a regular license. Did driving a Tadis require a driver's license?
No matter what Harry was thinking about, Merlin finally calmed down. She was dizzy from the series of accidents and gradually sorted out the current situation. After all, she was a man who had been on the battlefield.
After calming down, she was still quite imposing.
She looked at the two of them and asked, "Are you from the 20th century?"
Snape nodded.
Harry nodded and said, "We are about to enter the 21st century."
Merlin continued to ask, "For you,
Whether it is me or Shakespeare, we are all characters in history? "
Snape continued to nod.
Harry nodded and sighed. "She is a great magician. Look at her comprehension!"
Merlin's expression changed a few times. Just when Harry thought that he was about to ask the question that might embarrass him, Merlin's expression changed a few times.
Merlin gritted her teeth, stared into the boy's eyes, and whispered, "Is he back, Arthur?"
Harry was stunned. This was an unexpected question.
"Arthur,
He is also a character in history books to you, right? Will he come back? "Merlin stared at Harry.
She did not miss any subtle expression on his face.
"I sent him to Avalon. If... he comes back?"
Sure enough, a flash of hesitation in Harry's eyes was caught by Merlin, so she stared at him more urgently.
But Harry just hesitated and asked, "When we bumped into you, were you sending King Arthur to Avalon?"
In fact, it was not as Merlin thought that Harry knew something but could not say it. He just remembered some unofficial history. In the legend, after King Arthur died, he was sent to Avalon Island by Merlin. It was a place of afterlife guarded by elves, and there was no time and age.
Merlin nodded. Seeing that Harry was lost in thought, she looked up at Snape. As expected, Snape was looking at Harry with a slight frown, but he still explained, "We have a lot of things that can't be said, and a lot of rules that can't be violated."
They were not sure which information would cause an unnecessary butterfly effect if leaked, but they were sure that the more confidential the information related to the transmigrator, the better. So long before Merlin woke up, they had discussed to keep the names "Harry Potter" and "Snape Severus" tightly sealed.
But now, it seemed that Potter had a plan in mind. Snape did not intend to ask. He had always been very patient. He just needed to stay calm and carefully observe the kid's every move, and then drag him back when he was about to cross the line.
Merlin heard Snape's words, and her shoulders shook. He did not study time magic because he knew how sensitive and fragile time was. He immediately figured out the hesitation of the two, but still insisted, "I just need a piece of information. It will not affect the past, nor will it interfere with the future... I promise!"
The young Great Mage's face was full of anxiety, which made Harry sigh in his heart.
"We are already interfering with the future." But Harry still did not give a clear answer, and just shook his head. He suddenly thought of something, and pulled Snape. "Professor, should we find a place to stay first?" Standing on the street and talking always felt like there was no way out, and now the sunset had covered the River Thames. Soon, someone would come down from the second floor to pour a urinal...
Finally, they found a cleaner hotel to stay in. The landlady was a woman with a tight waist. She looked up and saw the three of them dressed strangely. She just clicked her tongue and said, "There's another room upstairs. You can make do with it. Don't be too noisy at night!" Harry looked at them and thought they were actors.
There was only one bed in the remaining room, and it was quite cramped. Harry first opened the window to let in some air, and found that there were scattered lights on the banks of the River Thames in the distance, but the smell coming with the wind was not so good, so he closed the window again.
Merlin found a rag and wanted to wipe the table, but after a few wipes, she found that the rag and the table were as black as the table.
Snape waved his wand and took turns to "clean" the table and the bed.
Merlin smiled and said, "You must have come from a place where you can use magic at will."
Harry pulled out chairs for everyone to sit down. He touched the teapot and looked at the tea canister. He boiled the water with magic and began to make tea. "You can't say that."
Merlin seemed to be able to put the previous question aside. Seeing that Harry's smile seemed to have a deeper meaning, she asked frankly, "Can you tell me about it — the future wizards?"
"The future..."
The boiling water was poured into the teacup, and the low-quality tea leaves had their own tea fragrance. The steam seemed to have stopped Harry's words, so he opened his mouth a few times, but no sound came out. In the end, he frowned and asked Snape for help, "Why don't you say something?"
Snape was not necessarily better at talking than Harry, but he was good at pointing out the core of the problem. "Since human nature has been the same for thousands of years, the situation should be the same."
Harry and Merlin were both stunned, and then they laughed. Harry almost burned his hand. Fortunately, Snape was quick enough to grab his wrist, steadily took the teapot, and then put it down quietly.
Merlin's eyes slipped between the two men. Just as she was about to say something, she heard a noise outside. It seemed that a group of drunkards had come in. She did not want to pay attention to it, but she vaguely heard someone shouting "Shakespeare". Before Merlin could react, Harry rushed out and opened the door. He looked down from the corridor and saw a group of men coming in with Shakespeare. They all looked drunk, and Shakespeare did not look very sober.
Snape and Merlin also came out and leaned against the corridor to look down. Listening to the intermittent sentences of those people, they seemed to be the people in the theater. They were surrounding Shakespeare and asking him for the next play. The drunk Shakespeare was easy to talk to, and his mouth was full of "Sure, sure."
Harry looked and laughed. "He is easy to talk to, but in terms of the quantity and quality of his works, he is quite a hardworking god."
Merlin looked at him curiously. "You don't want me to know about this poet. Why?"
"Because he has nothing to do with our business." Harry shrugged. "You won't know the future from him, and you won't copy his works into the past. Most of the wizards in his works are villains!"
"So the key is the wizard..." Merlin was quite sharp. "In the future, humans and wizards will still be two parallel lines, and the world of magic will still be isolated from the world."
"You can't say that..." Harry could only laugh.
Merlin did not continue to pester him. She just looked down at Shakespeare, who sent a group of staff away, and then staggered upstairs. He said a few words to the hostess, and it seemed that he wanted tea, food, and wine. It seemed that the great playwright had been staying in this hotel for a while.
"What a coincidence." Harry and the others watched Shakespeare walk into a room two doors away from theirs.
"Do you want to say a few words to him?" Merlin asked Harry.
"Forget it. I can't remember the chronology of his works. If I say a few words, who will own the copyright of 'Bald Pen, Oh Bald Pen'?" Harry shook his head. It was better to look at a famous historical figure from afar. Today, listening to Shakespeare's dirty jokes was enough.
But he still rubbed his palms together and smiled wretchedly. "I don't know if his wife, Anne Hathaway, really looks like Anne Hathaway."
"Tell me about Shakespeare." Since he could not get the information he was interested in, it was good to listen to gossip.
After spending some time with Merlin, Harry and Snape found that this young great magician was a very approachable person. Perhaps because of his identity (wizard) and profession (servant), Merlin's words and actions were cautious and considerate, and he was not annoying. He was shy most of the time, but he always had a smile on his face. In addition, although he was not ostentatious, our Merlin was quite intelligent.
Harry looked at Merlin in front of him, and thought that when he grew to the age in the textbooks, he would definitely be a very likable old man.
"So you suddenly came here just to have a meal?" At first, Merlin thought that Harry deliberately chose this place for a special purpose.
"… and to see Shakespeare." This was not a lie.
Merlin had to emphasize again. "You really like him."
"Unparalleled!" Harry also acted like a fanboy. "Outstanding! There is no other writer like him who can leave such a rich corpus for future generations to inherit. You know, in our day and age, you can show that you are knowledgeable by saying a few lines from his plays. "
Merlin could not understand Shakespeare's status, but he also listened with a smile.
"… A poet, a playwright, a master of language, a genius of words and sentences! For him, words and sentences were like rose petals. Only after he embellished them, could the English language blossom with the wonderful fragrance of metaphor, personification, and pun. Wasn't this sentence quite interesting? Merlin, perhaps the author did not create a communication barrier between us for the sake of convenience, but I can say here that the drunkard next door took over the formation and development of Middle English to modern English, and created and spread countless new words. With popular plays as a medium, hundreds of new words, phrases and idioms spread and became fixed in English, becoming the daily vocabulary we use now. "
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