The Advent of the Infinite King

There weren't many people in the tavern, of course, and no one would want to go in and let the owner's dirty glass poison him to death after seeing such a miserable scene.Fortunately, it's warmer here.Xie Chen sighed secretly, and sat down in front of the bar.

In such a place, it would be considered polite to ask if you have just been robbed. The ceiling is almost covered with cobwebs, and some of the cobwebs are almost connected to the ropes that hang things on the wall. What, he decided not to study.

Not to mention the dilapidated wooden tables and chairs with countless moth-eaten holes, and the tip of a nail protruding from the middle of a nearby chair, even the tip is rusty.

The tavernkeeper, a rather weathered man, was standing at the counter wiping an even dirtier glass with a dirty handkerchief.

"Yeah." The only customer in this tavern said to the boss with a sad face, "You know, this year's Quidditch World Cup is held in Durmstrang, and the international trip cannot rely on the Floo network... "

"Then you took all the Weasleys with you?"

"That's because Viktor lent me a flying carpet, it's different."

"Just use it again." The tavern owner replied absent-mindedly, slammed the glass on the table, and asked Xie Chen, "What do you want?"

"I - I'm like him." Xie Chen casually pointed to the man with messy black hair beside him, "Boss?"

"Say." The rough man said concisely.

"A business?"

"No." The boss resolutely filled the cup that had just attracted attention with bright yellow liquid, and pushed it to Xie Chen.

"...Thank you." Is this really drinkable?

At this time, the guest greeted Xie Chen: "Hello."

"Hello." Xie Chen replied, then lowered his head and took a sip of the drink in his cup, not wanting to continue the conversation with him.

Seeing this, the man seemed a little strange, and the boss was even more strange. He crossed the counter and patted Xie Chen on the shoulder, "Nice job, finally let this guy know how important he is!"

"Huh?" Xie Chen then turned his head to look at the man carefully. He has black hair and green eyes, and wears a pair of round-rimmed glasses, but his eyes are clear and sharp.Even if this man is not the center of attention, he is definitely not an ordinary person. "Sorry, but I don't know you."

"Hahaha, what a foreigner! Boy, let me tell you, he is Harry Potter!"

Harry Potter!

No wonder they thought it strange not to know Harry.

"Feel sorry."

"I can't wait." Harry seemed to think of something terrible, and drank butterbeer with a chill.

"That kid, tell me, what business do you do?" The boss filled Harry with beer.

Kid... Xie Chen was slightly displeased, but he quickly adjusted his state.

"talk."

"I have news that will shock the world."

"Ah."

Seeing that the boss didn't care, Xie Chen raised his tone.

"Your world is not safe."

"Ha!" The boss filled Xie Chen again, "Are you trying to say that Voldemort is reborn hahaha!"

"I mean the wizarding world."

"You—" Harry's attention was drawn, and he looked at him suspiciously.

"Can't you see it?" Xie Chen asked back.

At the same time, in order to prevent them from using any spells to see the clues, he secretly made preparations.

He turned to Harry and said, "You wizards, you should have spells that can distinguish the same kind?"

Harry pulled out his wand in doubt, and waved it silently.There was silence.

"Oh. I don't care, you can solve it yourself, Potter boy." The boss chuckled, picked up the barrel and left.

The atmosphere was instantly cold.

"How did you get here, a Muggle?" "

"Of course we discovered your existence." Xie Chen tried his best to speak truthfully, "I just came to find out the truth."

"Oh?" Harry smiled instead.

"That's why. I came here specifically for you. Harry Potter. I wanted to make a deal with you wizards."

"Tell me." Harry played with his wand.

"You are showing signs and you are very likely to start a war with us. And once you find out that I am a Muggle, you must——I don't want to die." Xie Chen smiled, "So I said, the task given to me by the Prime Minister is to lurk here for a month , and then he will decide the next move based on the intelligence.”

"You don't want to go to war, and I don't want to die. It's better to get what you need, as long as you guarantee that my life will be safe within this month. As for me, I can make some articles on the report."

"Oh? Do you think so..."

"It's a pity... I'm sorry."

Chapter 3Where do we not meet each other in life

Xie Chen was a little surprised.

He did think that Harry would not agree, but it was unexpected that he refused so simply.

"why?"

"Too many mistakes and omissions."

Harry's smile widened.

"First, judging from your performance, it's clear that this rhetoric was improvised. From this point of view, your acting talent is indeed good."

"Second, what you may not know is that the Prime Minister of our Ministry of Magic, when every Muggle Prime Minister takes office, will properly tell him a little bit about us, so as not to make mistakes and omissions."

"Third, Xie Chen... Don't you know that we wizards have a magic called Legilimency?"

"But—" Xie Chen thought of that girl, but as long as he thought about some irrelevant things in his mind at that time, she would be disturbed. It seems that if there is no doubt in it, it is because Harry Potter really Well-deserved reputation.It's a bit difficult to get past him.

"Don't worry, I've withdrawn the spell, after all, I don't have a special hobby of prying into people's privacy." Harry smiled in relief.

Xie Chen nodded, but did not dare to relax his vigilance.

"Then, you don't need to explain, I've seen it all."

Xie Chen was shocked.

He tried his best to maintain the undisturbed appearance before.

"what did you see?"

"Don't worry, I mean I understand that you came to our world for a strange reason and you can't go back until a month later, right?"

Xie Chen nodded.

"So I want to say, I will help you."

"How to help?"

"Hmm... Find a small dark room and lock you up for a month? Don't worry, you won't starve to death, it's absolutely safe!"

"I'd rather rush to the Muggle Prime Minister's office now."

"Haha, I'm just kidding." Harry took a jar from a shelf on the side with ease—is it that kind of barbecue seasoning jar again?

"Floo powder," Harry explained, raising his eyebrows, "our wizarding... er... postal system."

"Understood." In fact, he didn't understand at all. In fact, even a real human postal system may not be able to be played by many people in the information age.

Thinking of this, Xie Chen turned his head to observe Harry's expression, it seemed that he had indeed retracted the spell.Xie Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'd really like to keep you, but unfortunately I'm leaving for the Quidditch match tomorrow, but I can ask my friends who would like to take you in while I'm away."

As if I was a stray dog... Xie Chen couldn't help complaining.

He sprinkled a handful of the gray-blue powder into the fireplace, and the flames exploded in an instant, gradually turning into a strange green.

""Shell Cottage. ' Harry looked calmly at the flames.

The flames crackled and burned.

"Good afternoon, Harry." Suddenly, a face appeared in the fireplace, with flaming red hair and scars that slanted across the face, and greeted Harry with a smile surrounded by flames.

"Good afternoon, George. Are you and Fleur ready?"

"It's ready. What's the matter, do you have anything to do?"

"how do you know……"

"Hahaha, I guess so." The red-haired man laughed heartily, "Where is it worth asking about things like preparing luggage?"

"That's right," Harry stopped dawdling, grabbed Xie Chen's hand and pulled him to the fireplace. "It's something special, George."

"This is a Muggle." Harry ignored Xie Chen's slight struggle.

"Muggle?" George's expression became serious instantly, "What's going on?"

"Yes. That's a long story. I wanted to ask if you have any friends who could help take care of him until we get back from Durmstrang?"

"Actually, you can take me with you if I turn into a squirrel or something," George suggested.

Xie Chen had no objection, he was a little curious about what "Quidditch" was.

"I want to, too. But, you know, there are definitely not a few people who want to watch Quidditch but don't have the money to buy a ticket." Harry rubbed his messy hair that seemed to be branching around.

In other words, some people have already used these cheating methods to sneak into the venue.

"George?" Harry asked again.

"I have such a candidate."

Another face squeezed into the fireplace, a girl, all the more beautiful against George, who tossed her brilliant silver hair.

"Who?"

"Gabrielle," she asserted.

The girl laughed, "As long as this gentleman can bear her temper, then it's fine."