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Late at night, a bright moon hung in the sky.
Inside the two-story villa at 4 Privet Drive, London, Harry lay on the small bed in the cupboard, looking up at the wooden stairs above him.
He was a little too excited to sleep tonight because he was going to the zoo tomorrow, and his aunt and uncle rarely took him out over the years.
From the dilapidated bed—perhaps it couldn't even be called a bed, just a wooden board forcibly cramd into the cupboard—if he were any taller, he wouldn't be able to lie flat on this 'bed' at all.
"Go to the toilet and co back to sleep quickly, otherwise you won't be able to get up tomorrow…"
Putting on the glasses placed on the small cabinet above his head, Harry Potter quietly opened the cupboard door and walked out.
He didn't turn on the light, relying only on the faint moonlight from outside the window to walk towards the toilet, and opened the door when he reached it.
At this mont, a bizarre world appeared before him.
The entire world seed to be made up of blocks.
Trees made of blocks, animals made of blocks, houses made of blocks, and block people who were gathering together, doing who knows what.
Just then, he saw a normal human, who was standing in front of a group of block people, holding a green object in his hand and shouting so words he didn't understand:
"I currently have 10 eralds in my hand, which certainly cannot satisfy the needs of all of you, but I can now exchange eralds for the ten Villagers who have gained the most energy points."
"Don't worry, I will absolutely honor your energy points, but my individual ability is limited after all, so I've decided to prioritize the top 10 people with the most energy points for exchange every day."
"Don't worry, as long as you work hard! We all have a bright future!!!"
Harry stared blankly at the scene before him, then cautiously stepped onto the ground of the Overworld.
"Is this a dream?"
Looking at the cheering Villagers, Harry couldn't tell whether the scene before him was a dream or reality.
Yang Tao was calculating energy points based on the various blocks the Villagers handed in, while the Librarian stood by, responsible for recording the energy points each Villager received.
The number of Villagers wasn't large, so Yang Tao quickly selected the ten Villagers with the most energy points and, with a solemn expression, handed them the eralds.
"Work hard, and when you've accumulated enough energy points, I'll allocate a large plot of land for you and build you new houses."
As for when the energy points would be considered 'enough,' that was up to him to decide, but seeing the Villagers' deeply moved expressions, Yang Tao felt his 'pie-in-the-sky' promising skills had matured.
"Who are you?"
Harry suddenly heard a soft, sweet voice beside him, which brought him back to his senses, but he looked around and couldn't find the source of the sound.
"Ah, you're so rude, I… I'm down here!!"
Down here?
Harry lowered his head and saw a round, pinkish, strange creature standing at his feet, looking sowhat like a several-month-old piglet, except it didn't have a piglet's nose and had strange 'tentacles' on its head.
"Huh? Are you talking?"
"Of course, it's . You still haven't answered my question. Who are you, and how did you get into my ho?"
Harry squatted down to look at the Digimon before him. Let alone a child, even a normal adult couldn't resist the Digimon's adorable appearance.
"Is this your ho? I don't know how I got here; I just wanted to go to the toilet…"
At the sa ti, Harry still thought he must be dreaming; otherwise, how could a talking pig appear?
However, he didn't want to wake up right now, as he was simply too lonely.
Then the pink, special 'piglet' with pure black, beady eyes spoke again: "What's your na? My na is Digimon."
"Harry, Harry Potter…"
As he spoke, Harry wanted to reach out and touch Digimon's head… or body?
However, at this mont, an adult male voice sounded from his side: "Harry Potter, if I were you, I wouldn't casually touch unfamiliar creatures, especially Digimon."
Digimon's sharp teeth will show you the ferocity beneath its gentle appearance.
A large hand picked up Digimon.
Hearing the voice, Harry looked up and saw Yang Tao, who had just been talking to those block people, standing beside him, looking at him with a smile.
"Hello, do you know ?"
"Heh heh, I heard you when you introduced your na just now, but even if you hadn't introduced yourself, I would still know your na."
With fluffy black hair, round-rimd glasses on his face, and a slender body beneath ill-fitting pajamas, even without parting his hair to see the lightning-shaped scar, Yang Tao could tell without asking that this was the famous Harry Potter.
Yang Tao looked at Harry's erald green eyes, filled with emotion. He truly hadn't expected Harry Potter to run into the Overworld.
After all, Harry was only just over ten, almost eleven, years old.
He thought that after this upgrade to the Overworld, and giving these 'idiotic' Villagers, no New World would connect, but he didn't expect there to be a delay; it had been two days, and only now had the person been sent over.
"Welco to the Overworld, Harry Potter."
"Overworld? What a magical dream…"
Harry whispered softly. Yang Tao heard him and chuckled, saying, "Harry, this isn't a dream. This is my world."
"Not a dream?"
"If you don't believe , you can pinch yourself hard."
Hearing this, Harry reached out and pinched his arm hard. The intense pain made him fully awake, and he let out a gasp of surprise.
"You don't have to pinch that hard."
"Sir, did you bring here? Can I go back? I still have to go to the zoo tomorrow."
Zoo?
Yang Tao looked at Harry's appearance and, combined with the zoo, knew this was the night before the story began.
"Of course, you can. Just by going through this wooden door behind you, you can return to where you ca from."
"However, Harry, would you like to beco my magic consultant?"
The magical power displayed in the Harry Potter world is really not strong; a single spell can't even level Hogwarts.
There's no teor Shower, Judgnt Day, Earthquake, Black Hole, Dinsional Slash, or Undead Scourge.
However, the core power of so spells can be said to be extrely abnormal; it's more like directly manipulating the power of rules.
But…
The slow trajectory and obvious colors are its weaknesses, as well as wands… Wandless casting and silent casting are the standard for mages.
Before you even pull out your wand, my AR-15 would have already fired a magazine of bullets.
Reality isn't a comic; who would give you ti to finish chanting a spell?
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