Be The Main God From Naruto

I waited for more than 300 days, and the last ten minutes were not as difficult as I imagined.

Harry, Malfoy, Hermione, and Neville kept silent in unison.

They looked at the clear night and waited for the hour of judgment.

5 minutes……

3 minutes……

2 minutes……

Time passed by minute by minute.

Hermione clenched her pink fist, feeling her heart beating much faster.

After 360 days, will they return to Hogwarts, or will they be transported to another, more dangerous and eerie world?

neither knows.

Fortunately, she didn't have much time for crankiness.

In a flash of white light, the four figures disappeared.

At the same time, the small world of famine has turned into a dream bubble, annihilating itself in the long river of time.

"came back!"

"Amazing... woo..."

Harry's excited growl and Neville's whimper sounded in Hermione's ears.

She turned her head to the side, her eyes falling on Draco Malfoy's face.

The reborn young master of platinum aristocracy did not have the slightest excitement or joy at the moment, but instead had a deep worry on his face.

Hermione quickly understood Malfoy's concerns.

The forest with dark shadows, the amber that is as dark as a gem, the crowded reserve wizard apprentices, the half-giant Hagrid...

Everything around him was fixed a year ago.

The time of these little wizards seems to have been pressed by the pause button.

There were even curious expressions on their faces.

It was as if everything I had experienced before was a dream.

But the magic power surging in the body, and the fierce fire spell that instinctively casts, all prove the truth of the previous three hundred days!

The strange scene in front of her made Hermione's heart go cold.

She suddenly realized that in the crowd, a young man in a white wizard's robe was breathing.

Hermione stared.

Prophecy class professor, Wang Yan!

She will never forget each other.

In the world of famine, there were many times that the survival of the Survival Four depended on some pieces of knowledge that Wang Yan casually shared on the train.

"etc……"

Hermione looked at Wang Yan in disbelief.

It's all so coincidental!

Coincidentally, it's like an arranged story.

Wang Yan gave some strategies in advance. If she could remember, she, Harry, Malfoy, and Neville would be able to come out of the famine world alive.

If the key information is unfortunately forgotten, the four of them will die tragically in that desolate and gloomy ghost place.

"Professor Wang Yan..."

Hermione's question came to her lips, but she couldn't say it.

She is hesitating.

If Wang Yan has the ability to freeze everyone's time for nearly a year, why should she question each other?

Hermione learned a lot in Don't Starve.

She spent a lot of time observing spider dens, alien pig herds, and swift ape tribes, and finally got an important life experience——

Respect the strong!

Individuals who do not understand this tend to die quickly.

"Smart little girl."

Wang Yan beckoned, and the four were instantly pulled to his side.

Crimson rays of light flowed between Wang Yan's fingers.

Looking at this beam of light, a lot of information appeared in the minds of the Survival Four.

They know the cause and effect of what happened.

Wang Yan is the creator of the famine world, the creator of the 360-day mission, and the culprit who freezes the time of the "real world"...

When the light dissipated, the four noticed that the traces of the years on their bodies had all disappeared without a trace.

Their heights have shrunk a lot, and they seem to be back to where they were a year ago.

The calluses left by the heavy physical labor on the hands have also disappeared, and their skin is as smooth and white as before, and it can be broken by blowing a bullet.

What remains the same is the magic behind the knowledge, experience, life insights, spells, and augmentations gained in the famine world.

Even Malfoy tried the [Dragon Druid] professional ability he had acquired.

He found that he could still transform into a dragon with a wingspan of tens of meters [Wings of Frost].

Originally, he thought that after turning into a dragon, he would have some confidence to face an adult wizard.

Reality has dealt a tragic blow to the platinum noble young master.

Even if he turned into a legendary dragon, he didn't have the confidence and courage to attack Wang Yan, he could only shiver and surrender to him.

"Okay, release the transformation."

Wang Yan snapped his fingers, and Malfoy couldn't control his return to human form.

Time in the "real world" began to flow again.

The little wizards chattered, venting their inner excitement, joy, curiosity and worry.

As if time never stood still.

Harry followed behind Wang Yan, he subconsciously reached into his pocket, ready to take out two homemade cigarettes.

His hand was suddenly held down by Draco Malfoy next to him.

The two looked at each other and exchanged glances.

The tacit understanding among the comrades-in-arms for survival made Harry quickly understand what the other party meant.

These "tasteless tobacco" in his hands are illegal drugs, whether in the wizarding world or the world of ordinary people.

It's strange for a little wizard who just entered school to smoke this kind of thing, right?

Reluctantly suppressing the gluttony in his body, Harry wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead and reluctantly followed behind Malfoy, Hermione and Neville.

He squinted and saw a towering castle on the high hillside on the other side of the lake.

There are many spires on the castle, and windows flicker under the stars.

"This is Hogwarts?"

Harry was sweating profusely, his lips were purple, and he was panting.

He had a confident smile on his face.

The withdrawal reaction was tough, but he had gradually learned how to taste the pain, chew it, and draw strength from it.

Compared with other freshmen, the four of them have more than one year of study time.

The survival experience in the small world of famine gives them the capital to challenge the same grade and even leapfrog challenges.

Harry didn't think the "oldies" who had studied at Hogwarts for four or five years were better than his comrades.

That's just some academics where theory outweighs practice.

Harry's thoughts grew like straw.

He was thinking wildly, but he didn't notice at all that the four of his own were closely following behind Wang Yan, and had already climbed a section of stone steps to a huge oak door.

...

When the oak door opened, Professor McGonagall, who was wearing an emerald green wizard robe, noticed four different little wizards.

In her eyes, there are only two types of reserve wizards: the four around the professor of the new prophecy class, and the others.

The experiences of Hermione, Harry, Malfoy and Neville gave them a maverick temperament.

"Welcome to Hogwarts."

Professor McGonagall gave Harry a meaningful look.

Yawning, lazy, tired, sweaty, tired...

The famous savior Harry Potter, turned out to be like this?

Harry's three companions also seemed to understand that he was not in a good state.

Hermione, Neville and Malfoy stood in front of Harry, blocking Professor McGonagall's prying eyes.

"In the details, everything is hidden."

Professor McGonagall glanced at the four little wizards with a half-smile: "Impressive friendship."

She extended her hand to Wang Yan kindly: "Minerva McGonagall, Dean of Gryffindor House, Professor of Transfiguration, it's a pleasure to work with you."