Hogwarts: I really don't want to be a wizard

Chapter 142 The Last Glory of Great Britain

A long time ago, it was difficult for Gretel to understand the meaning of this awkward tone.

After all, even if he was as smart as he was, he would have been tortured to learn this kind of pronunciation that the old priest called traditional classical pronunciation.

If it weren't for the purpose of getting more benefits for the welfare home, he wouldn't torture himself with such things.

A pragmatist, Gretel seldom pleases himself.

He has always felt that it is reasonable to do the right thing at the right age.

When you are young, you should work hard for your future, rest and enjoy yourself, and you can be free and happy without any worries after you have made achievements.

Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, he has been strict with himself.

Whether it's studying or exercising, as long as he makes his own plans, they are basically completed without compromise.

Normally, learning this way of pronunciation would cost Grete more than he would gain. Ordinarily, he would not spend too much energy on it.

But he just learned it, squeezing out almost all his remaining free time and studying day and night.

It took almost a whole year for him to successfully get the approval of the old priest to start teaching.

However, now Grete is grateful to his past self.

If it weren't for the thought of gratitude, I would want to do more for the welfare home.

Nor would he master this classical pronunciation.

Naturally, there is no way to ask passers-by for information without revealing their identity like now.

From time to time, I could hear the voices of various passers-by discussing the New World. Sailors, merchants, and even the bronze hats on patrol were all talking about the big ship in the port that was almost full of gold.

Gretel was a little puzzled. New World, if he remembers correctly, this word will only be used when studying the history of America.

But look at the citizens on the streets, none of them look like historians.

But they all use the ancient title of New World to refer to America.

Taking a closer look at the clothes of the people around him and the surrounding environment, Grete had a bold guess in his mind.

However, he still needs confirmation.

The best place to find out information is, of course, a tavern. Under the stimulation of alcohol, men will discuss everything from family to international events.

Secondly, there is the vegetable market.

This kind of place to live has always gathered all kinds of people from all walks of life.

Here, no matter it is oil, salt, sauce and vinegar as daily necessities.

Or as a spiritual tonic, you can often get the freshest news.

However, for Grete, the most convenient place to collect intelligence now is the vegetable market.

First, at this time, there was no one in the bar.

Furthermore, he didn't know where the nearest tavern was, but there was a vegetable market not far from him.

……

People who come to the vegetable market at this time are all serious people who want to make a living.

Those local gangsters who were looking for trouble are still being laid to rest.

These enthusiastic stall owners don't care whether you buy something or not.

As long as you find a stall, pretend to pick and choose, and chat casually, you can get a lot of gossip.

If you are more generous and buy some generously, as long as the stall owner is not busy, he will not mind standing up, relieving the pain in his waist, and chatting with you.

Walking into the vegetable market and hearing the jingling sounds of coins coming from various stalls already made Gretel certain of something.

After getting closer to the stall and seeing the ancient coins that were completely different from modern ones, Gretel's eyes instantly became helpless.

However, he still didn't give up and found a booth where not many people visited to get information.

This stall is a cooked food stall. There are not too many things on the stall, and the variety is not very rich.

There were just some roast chicken and barbecue steaks on the table.

Grete wasn't surprised either. If it was really the era of discovery of America as he had guessed, everything would be excusable.

After all, this is the last glorious era of the Empire on which the sun never sets. When the development of America is completed, the whole world will stand up and walk to the card table with a declaration of independence and fire the first shot against Great Britain.

From then on, the relationship between America and England will slide into the beloved conjugate father-son relationship.

New trendsetters will gradually rise to the forefront with the times and become recognized world hegemons in the future.

When Grete was young, he could often listen to the sailors bragging in the tavern on the dock.

Talking about the glory of the ancestors, or the history of the fortunes of those nobles who looked well-dressed.

"It means I'm lucky. If I could go back to that time, even if there was a sampan, I would dare to go out to sea and make money. I have to take some risks.

You can't starve to death at home! "

It is difficult to understand that Britain, a country that colonized the whole world, plundered the world's wealth and resources.

But their citizens did not receive many benefits.

At the same moment, there were booms and busts at the same time.

The aristocratic men in the upper class of society are full of sex, feasting and feasting every day, and attend various banquets every day.

When they pursue their appetite, they despise that the red wine flowing from the oak barrel is not fruity enough, the steak served on silver tableware is not juicy enough, and the rare delicacies brought back from distant countries are not to their taste.

People at the bottom of society are still thinking about their next meal of black bread and don’t know where to find it.

On the same street, a gentleman lady with a ruddy face and disgust on her face walked around the mud puddles filled with black water.

The housewife, who had finally dug out a few handfuls of rotten vegetable leaves that were not too damaged from the trash can at the vegetable market, rushed towards her home with a look of joy on her face.

These vegetable leaves can keep the hungry children in her family for one more day.

In such a social background, the consumption of meat is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It can also be understood why the boss of such a large shop did not prepare too much.

In the envious eyes of everyone, Grete walked over.

"Have a roast chicken."

If you want to find out information, the most suitable method is tantamount to spending a large amount of money.

The boss, who was already bored chasing flies, would have a nice chat with Gretel for the sake of Jin Yin.

However, after the boss looked at Grete's outfit, he just raised his eyes and said something through his teeth.

"Boy, get out of here, I don't have any leftover food for you."

There was no way, after lying in the garbage for more than a month, even if the little guy helped him clean up from time to time, it was difficult for him to maintain his dignity.

Gretel was not angry. He put his hand into his pocket, fumbled around, and dropped a small piece of gold on the boss's table with a thud.Of course he didn't have the currency of this era, but it didn't affect him from paying.

Speaking of which, I have to thank the goblins of Gringotts.

Although they are treacherous, they do so in order to maintain the style of the financial system they control.

Their metal currency, whether it is gold Galleons or silver Sickles, is cast with enough pure gold and silver.

It is not mixed with other metals like in the Muggle world.

It was just convenient for Gretel to have it in his pocket and use his magic power to melt the gold coins into gold.

The color of gold is the most simple and charming color in the world.

The shop owner also didn't expect that Gretel, a guy who looked like a beggar, would throw out a gold nugget casually.

A roast duck only costs two pounds, and this seemingly small nugget is enough to round out all the meat in his shop.

Two pounds may not seem like much, but you must know that in this era, the annual rent of a manor is only one hundred pounds.

For upper-class aristocratic gentlemen, a few hundred pounds may be just the cost of a meal.

However, noble gentlemen would not appear in such a vegetable market in a civilian area.

That's why the shop owner only prepared a few cooked foods.

After all, not many people here can afford to spend, and he might not be able to sell out all the things on the table until dark.

Seeing that Gretel was not a beggar as he thought, the boss immediately stood up enthusiastically and put a welcoming smile on his face.

Now I look at Gretel's dirty clothes, and think about the big ship that docked at the port not long ago, saying that he would bring a cargo of gold and silver as a gift to the king.

The boss suddenly understood.

He felt that Gretel must be a sailor, and only those lucky guys who said they had gone to the Golden Country used gold and silver as money.

The boss didn't even think about it, that sailors who never left the port would actually come to the city.

Shouldn't we get drunk on Yingyan Street near the pub?

The thoughts in his heart did not affect his actions. He quickly put the gold into his sleeve, took a bite of it, and then greeted him more enthusiastically.

"Whatever you want to buy, I'll pack it up for you right now."

Grete said calmly, "Pretend as you like, as long as it's meat."

The boss instantly realized that this was indeed the style of those sailors.

Apart from them, only aristocratic gentlemen can be so wealthy.

He hurriedly plated up all the grilled chicken steaks on the table, and then rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

All the things on the table combined were not as valuable as the gold he had pocketed, but thinking of what others had mentioned about the generosity of these sailors, he didn't want to give back the gold he had just received.

Then, his little eyes turned cunningly in their sockets.

"Sir, you must be the master sailor who came back from the New World with the big ship in the port.

I heard that there is gold everywhere in the New World, and I wonder if you can give me some insights. "

Looking at the way he was rubbing his hands, Gretel couldn't help but know what he was thinking, but he was also looking for an opportunity to chat with his boss to get a better understanding of the era he was living in now.

"It's okay, it's just that I haven't been back for so long that I almost forgot what time it is now."

The boss suddenly became excited when he didn't hear Gretel asking for change. He thought that he must keep this sailor with him, and maybe he wouldn't need him to give change if he was happy.

Besides, he is really curious about the New World. Everyone has been discussing the Golden Kingdom recently. He also wants to go there and make a fortune.

I heard that the captain who presented a gift to the king will soon be made a viscount.

That's a noble lord, these dirty sailors can become viscounts.

If it were him, he wouldn't be able to become a count.

The shop owner couldn't help but get excited at the thought of being able to enter and leave a noble manor that he couldn't even imagine.

"That's right, I finally got home, so of course I have to take a good rest.

I heard that King Charles is going to knight you as captain recently. It's great. You'll become a noble lord in no time. "

Charlie?

Gretel thought for a while, and the most famous King Charles in England was of course Charles I. He was the first king in Europe to be publicly executed.

Coupled with the highly recognizable name of the New World, Gretel immediately understood the era he was in now.

He actually crossed the gap of hundreds of years and returned to England in the seventeenth century.

It's hard to imagine that the combination of the temporal stabilizer and the panel can be so powerful.

Going back to the past briefly, the wizarding world is capable of doing it. Hermione relied on the time turner that Professor McGonagall applied for her, and she surpassed Gretel in grades that year.

Became the 'best' student at Hogwarts.

However, since any time-based magic is fickle, even the smallest changes in the past can have devastating consequences in the future.

It is generally accepted law in the wizarding world that the maximum time without serious harm to the traveler or time itself is approximately 5 hours.

Therefore, the time turner can allow people to go back up to five hours.

If it goes any longer, it may cause unimaginable harm to the person traveling through time, or to time itself.

It’s not that no one has tried to travel longer in time, but according to all records, those who don’t respect time have never come back.

At most, those people just try to span a year, or a few months, or even just a day.

The shorter the time span, the less damage you will suffer.

Where's Gretel?

He spanned several centuries. If others did not respect time, then he could be said to have played with the river of time.

The reverse flow lasted for centuries, but in the end it was only paralyzed for more than a month.

Gretel felt that even if he recorded this incident, no one would believe it.

People in the future will probably regard this incident as a legend, like a campus horror story that cannot find its source. No one has seen it, no one can confirm it, and no one can disprove it.

Now, Grete also understood. No wonder no one could contact him after taking out his mobile phone.

That's because his mobile phone can only span the distance of space and cannot break the gap of time.

After realizing that he really appeared in the seventeenth century, Gretel instantly became restrained.

He doesn't worry that he won't be able to go back. The panel can bring him here, so he has the ability to take him back.

Grete is worried that if he makes any move here, it will lead to earth-shaking changes in the future.

He does not belong here. The world that is about to enter the new century is his original world.

(End of this chapter)