In the Apocalypse, I Can Enter Hogwarts

Chapter 75 Changes

Leaving the shopping mall, the oppressive feeling vanished instantly, and Ian finally breathed a long sigh of relief. He thought to himself that he should go to such places less often in the future, since the things inside were of no value to him anyway.

Stepping out of the mall and walking along the once bustling commercial street, looking at the streets covered with dust and fallen leaves, I couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

In just a few short years, the once exquisitely decorated shops have fallen into ruin and become abandoned. Perhaps humanity has never truly conquered this world; humanity is merely a passerby in the long life of this world.

Boom!

He hadn't taken more than a few steps when he heard a muffled thud. Looking up, he saw that a thick layer of dark clouds had appeared on the horizon.

"It's going to rain soon..." Ian murmured to himself, gazing at the sky.

Boom!

No sooner had he finished speaking than another clap of thunder sounded, followed by the sound of pouring rain. The downpour was accompanied by gusts of whistling wind. The combination of these sounds created a somewhat eerie atmosphere.

……

Ian was taking shelter from the rain in a jewelry store. As he watched the sky outside grow darker and the layers of dark clouds pile up thicker, he couldn't help but frown.

I took out my pocket watch and checked the time: 15:55 PM. This sudden downpour had been going on for over 40 minutes, and it showed no signs of letting up. The wind outside was also getting stronger.

Although he didn't know what a typhoon looked like, seeing a light mobility scooter swaying in the wind and hearing several loud thuds as license plates were knocked off, he figured the weather was probably not much different from a typhoon.

"How can there be such severe convective weather in November? A typhoon hitting this area at this time? Something doesn't feel right..."

Ian was indeed puzzled; such weather was certainly against common sense. However, he quickly figured out the reason. After all, the world is like this now; changes in the ecological environment lead to more variable climates, which is normal. Once he understood this, he felt relieved.

"Waiting like this isn't going to work..." Looking at the endless hurricane and torrential rain, Ian was worried that his newly built greenhouse would be destroyed.

"Protect the Gods."

The silver phoenix guardian appeared beside him in an instant. Without a word, the phoenix, with its understanding of Ian's thoughts, flew in mid-air and extended its long claws. After Ian grasped them, Apparition was activated in an instant.

"Bang!"

A faint whooshing sound rang out, and at the same time, Ian's figure instantly appeared in the living room of the villa.

Eileen, who was sitting at her desk organizing documents, was stunned by what she saw.

She wasn't surprised by the way Ian appeared. After all, having heard and witnessed amazing magic every day for so long, her nerves had been toughened up to be incredibly resilient. She could accept Ian appearing in the most exaggerated way possible.

What surprised her was the magnificent bird beside Ian, its body almost entirely translucent.

"My God! It's so beautiful... This is simply... a miracle." Eileen said, her mouth slightly agape, somewhat shocked.

"It is a phoenix, and also my messenger and guardian spirit." Ian didn't intend to hide anything, so he told the truth.

"A messenger? A guardian spirit? Can I touch it? It's absolutely gorgeous..."

"Feel free to touch it if you want. You can stay here with it for a while. I need to check on the vegetable garden and reinforce the greenhouse. This storm came on rather strangely..."

After Ian finished speaking, he walked towards the front door under the Ironclad Curse. The moment he opened the door, a powerful gust of wind rushed in. To avoid damaging the furnishings inside, he could only quickly walk out the door.

The rain lashed down on the Ironclad Curse, splashing countless droplets onto its transparent armor. Although the curse protected him well from getting wet, it couldn't withstand the resistance of the wind.

Ian leaned against the wall and walked forward with some difficulty, taking 4-5 minutes to cover a distance of only a few dozen meters.

Upon arriving at the vegetable greenhouse, the good news was that the frame structure had not been damaged. After all, it was constructed with steel pipes as thick as a thumb, secured with permanent adhesive tape.

However, the plastic insulation film laid on top had been torn in many places by the hurricane, and the vegetable seedlings inside were blown about, looking like a mess.

Without pausing, he went straight to the back warehouse, took out the large canvas he had collected earlier, stacked three layers on top of each other, with a thickness of up to one centimeter. This time, Ian didn't slack off and used a permanent adhesive spell to fix the cut canvas layer by layer onto the frame.

With the last loophole repaired, the sounds of wind and rain were completely shut out, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.

"As expected of equipment for long voyages, the quality is truly exceptional. I'll clean the inside after the rain stops; I wonder how many will survive. Poor dragon dung I just bought..."

He looked at the newly repaired and pasted canvas, and at the densely packed vegetable garden, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Protector of God..."

Well, it's not that Ian is lazy, it's just that he really doesn't want to waddle back in the hurricane.

……

"I just touched it, and it disappeared by itself..."

Ian had just Apparated back to his room when he heard this slightly uneasy remark.

"...This has nothing to do with you. I just summoned it to meet me at the vegetable garden and then dispelled the spell. The wind outside was just too strong."

Seeing Eileen's cautious, guilty expression, Ian quickly explained, while softly saying, "Do you still want to play with it a little longer? It's always by my side and can appear anytime, anywhere."

Upon hearing this, Eileen's eyes suddenly lit up. After hesitating for a moment, she shook her head and said, "Never mind, let it stay by your side. I have my own work to do."

Looking at Eileen's little girl demeanor, it was clear that she wanted to play a little longer, but she had to pretend to be very sensible.

With a thought, the magnificent phoenix reappeared beside her and affectionately touched Eileen's cheek with its long beak.

"You guys go ahead and play. This magic is clearly not a burden for me, and it can appear beside me instantly, no matter where it is, whenever I need it."

Ian was actually a little curious. His phoenix's attitude towards Eileen was clearly very friendly, even affectionate. However, since only Eileen had seen it so far, it was hard to determine whether this affection was unique or widespread.

Watching the two girls playing around, Ian sat on the sofa, casually tore open a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, and popped them into his mouth one by one, like popcorn. He didn't know if it was because he had been in the magical world for too long and had been assimilated, but he had gradually come to love these strange snacks.

I'm even thinking of taking some time to order some cockroach piles from Honeydukes to try. Yes, order them, because so few people actually like cockroach piles as a snack that even Honeydukes doesn't usually keep them on hand.

The sudden hurricane and heavy rain caused the barely functioning diesel generator to completely stop working, but he was too lazy to repair it and decided to wait until the weather cleared up.

In any case, the lit fireplace not only emits heat, but also acts like a warm-colored LED light, providing relatively ample illumination for the place, where you can brew yourself a warm cup of black tea.

In short, compared to the raging wind and rain and the pitch black outside, the small room, bathed in the warm yellow light of the fireplace, felt very peaceful and cozy. There was no howling wind, no sudden rain, only the crackling sound of the fireplace burning...

……

"This weather feels really strange..."

Before he knew it, Eileen was already sitting next to him, holding a phoenix.

Upon hearing this, Ian agreed somewhat, saying, "Something's not right. I noticed it as soon as we were outside. Considering the location here and the current month, it doesn't seem like this should be happening..."

"As long as our house is safe..." Eileen said with some worry.

In her heart, she had already regarded this small house as the most precious thing in her life; it was everything to her, her only possession.

"There's no need to worry about that. It's only been a few years; the house's load-bearing capacity and structure won't change."

Ian felt that Eileen was being pessimistic and worrying unnecessarily. The construction of such a detached villa should be at least earthquake-resistant to magnitude 5 to be considered up to standard, and the wind and rain outside were really not enough to shake it.

The two sat side by side in the living room, neither of them speaking, quietly watching the storm raging outside the window.

This went on for a long time, until Ian, perhaps feeling it had become too quiet, said half-jokingly, "Let's just have some candy for dinner. The generator's gone on strike, forcing us back to the steam age."

"Hmm..." Eileen nodded gently.

Ian noticed that she seemed a bit down today, but girls always have their periods, so he didn't press the matter and simply said softly:

"There are candles and matches in the storage room. Remember to get them before you go to sleep. I'm going back to my room now. Phoenix will stay with you; the weather is really scary."

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(P.S.: I won't split it after 3000 words, otherwise it will affect reading. There will be another chapter this afternoon.)

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