Harry Potter Returns from Baldur's Gate

Instead, I felt a kind of warmth and comfort like a campfire in a camp in the cold winter.

"I'm just greedy for the light emanating from your soul. It smells so good. If you don't like it, I'll leave."

Looking at Ginny in front of him, Harry's instinct as a seasoned adventurer told him that the girl in front of him really meant no harm.

And the hand she placed on his face also gave Harry a strange, warm feeling.

But Harry still felt uneasy.

However, Harry has always learned well how to control his emotions, which is a required course for adventurers.

“Fear is only an illusion of the soul, just as pain is only an illusion of the body.”

Harry controlled his anxiety, reached out and took Ginny's hand that was on his face, moving it away from his face.

"Come on, we still have to visit here, right?"

"it is good."

Ginny nodded.

Then just when Harry was about to let go of Ginny's hand, Ginny held Harry's hand in return.

He took Harry by the hand and began to tour the Burrow.

Since most of the rooms have their doors closed, most of the visit is actually spent climbing stairs in the Burrow.

But the Burrow looks like the result of an architect and a contractor getting drunk one night.

But the interior of the humble dwelling is warm and comfortable, and is full of the breath of life everywhere.

Although they were just climbing stairs most of the time, Ginny, holding Harry's hand, still introduced the various small designs in the Burrow to Harry.

For example, there is a chair with a reclining back placed at the corner of some stairs, although it seems to hinder traffic.

But it is a very comfortable chair, and as long as the weather is fine, you can sit there in the afternoon and enjoy the warm sunshine.

But it doesn't matter if there is no sunlight. As a house built in England, Mr. Weasley had already considered this problem when he placed this armchair here.

Ginny pulled a nearby cord and several sets of spotlights popped out from the wall, providing a perfect substitute for the precious British sunshine.

Seeing Ginny's enthusiastic introduction, Harry sat on the armchair and tried it out.

This is indeed the most comfortable chair Harry has ever sat on. Although it looks a bit old, it is so comfortable once you sit on it that you don't want to get up.

Harry would have been able to stay in that chair until lunchtime if Ginny hadn't sat directly on his lap and sniffed at his neck.

With Ginny, Harry felt as if he had become some special kind of catnip.

Ginny seemed to feel content just by being by her side.

And Ginny seemed unusually light... even for her petite figure, a little too light.

After leaving the comfortable chair, another little episode occurred on the sixth floor of the Burrow, when Ginny pointed out the attic and said that a ghoul lived there.

Upon hearing that there was such a dangerous creature here, Harry immediately picked up his wand and prepared to help Ron solve the problem.

But before Harry could do anything, Ginny grabbed Harry and asked why he was so excited.

After a brief exchange, Harry discovered that there were differences between ghouls. The ghoul now living upstairs in the Weasley family's house was actually considered very interesting by Mr. Weasley, and its status in the family was basically equivalent to that of a pet.

This made Harry, who had to kill at least a dozen zombies every time he fought against the undead wizards, feel that if all wizards in the wizarding world were so wild, then Hogwarts could indeed be called the safest place in the wizarding world.

After finishing their tour of the Burrow, Ginny and Harry returned to the kitchen.

Coincidentally, Mrs. Weasley had also prepared lunch at this time.

Even with the help of magic, Harry still felt that Mrs. Weasley might be a chef who was hindered by her identity as a wizard. This meal was one of the rare delicacies in Harry's life.

After lunch, after saying goodbye to Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley and Ginny.

Harry got on Blake's motorcycle and returned to London.

However, Harry did not go to number four, Privet Drive, but to the British Museum.

"What are you doing here?"

Black stopped the car and asked Harry curiously why he came here.

Then I heard a girl's voice next to me.

"Harry! Here!"

Blake turned his head and saw Qiu Zhang wearing a beige windbreaker and a red scarf.

"You kid..."

After Harry got off the motorcycle, Blake called Harry, took out his wallet from his leather jacket, took out a few pounds and handed them to Harry.

"Have fun and Merry Christmas, Harry."

"Thank you, Godfather."

After taking the pounds from Black, Harry walked towards Qiu Zhang who was waving at him.

"How did you see me among so many people?"

"There's a bell, idiot!"

Qiu Zhang tapped Harry lightly on the forehead.

The next moment, a brilliant smile broke out on Qiu Zhang's face.

"Thank you for your gift. The sword is very beautiful and very useful. I like it very much."

"It's good if you like it, but remember, that sword..."

"It's poisonous, right? I know, I know. You've told me this eight hundred times. Girls won't like people who are too talkative..."

Qiu Zhang grabbed Harry's hand and walked towards the museum.

"Let's go. I don't know why you chose this place, but it takes more than half a day to visit it all..."

088 Take the Ferris wheel after dusk

Harry's decision to visit the museum with Qiu Zhang on Christmas was a well-considered one.

After all, apart from libraries and museums, where else in the world can one gain more knowledge and wisdom?

As a paladin, Harry naturally needs to be knowledgeable and well-informed so that he can make correct judgments when encountering difficult things in the future.

Instead of being like a gangster who flips the table when faced with a problem and declares, "Difficult? Then don't do it!"

Besides, Harry had always heard that the Oriental Wing of the British Museum had an amazing collection.

It just so happened that Harry didn't know much about the East.

Basically, all I know about that land is the Great Wall, Peking duck and fortune cookies.

So Harry wanted to know what kind of environment could nurture someone like Qiu Zhang.

Harry felt that the Oriental Wing of the British Museum was a perfect place to enhance his understanding of Qiu Zhang.

After all, Harry still hasn't figured out what "jie qi" means about Qiu Zhang's Christmas gift.

So before leaving school, Harry and Qiu Zhang set the location for their first date at the British Museum.

However, when Harry actually walked into the London Museum, he realized that he had been careless.

The gap between my own moral level and that of the London Museum is at least several evil thoughts and a few wandering vampires.

Even the wandering vampire knew that stealing was not a glorious thing, and he had to keep a low profile as much as possible and not let others know what he had done.

But the British Museum clearly does not think this way.

They seemed to think that what I picked up was mine and that not only did I not need to keep it low-key, but it should also be displayed publicly.

Let the world know how much good stuff you got from other places.

Our team is so strong~!

Anyway, after entering the Oriental Pavilion, Harry was in a state of 'Ah, what is this? It's amazing. I need to take a closer look. Oh... I stole it. This is a bit embarrassing...'

"What is that amazing thing? I need to research it, huh? It must have been stolen..."

"This thing looks interesting... As expected..."

After walking around for a while, as a paladin with high moral qualities and a well-developed conscience, Harry is basically in a state of "I'm sorry for being British."

Harry's hands, which he had used to rub his head to hide his embarrassment, were now rubbing his head so hard that it hurt.

The British people around here looked at the exhibits out of curiosity and to see the glory of the British Empire in the past.

When Harry looked at the exhibits, he was repeatedly tortured with his conscience and morality.

However, Qiu Zhang is very open-minded about these collections displayed in the London Museum.

"It's better to keep them here than in the hands of private collectors. This way I can take them all away in one go when I have the chance."

After hearing Qiu Zhang's words, Harry felt his head hurt even more.

From a certain perspective, if Qiu Zhang really did this, it cannot be considered theft, it can only be said to be a return, taking back, taking away what they deserve.

Let alone reporting Qiu Zhang, if Harry didn't help Qiu Zhang sneak in and pick the lock, and keep watch, it would mean that Harry's oath of revenge was not fulfilled.

But as a paladin looting the largest museum in the world, Harry always felt that there was something wrong, even if the oath of revenge supported such behavior.

Faced with this thorny situation of paladins opposing paladins, Harry felt a headache. In order to figure out this problem, Harry needed to meditate for a while before he could sort out the relationship.

Before that, whenever Harry saw those artifacts that were hundreds of years old, or even thousands of years old, he would feel a headache and be overwhelmed.

In order to save himself from further headaches, Harry decided to use a common skill of adventurers.

The retreat was shameful, but it was useful.

Harry couldn't stand the feeling of being tortured every time he saw an exhibit, so he chose to leave the Oriental Pavilion with a smile on his face all the way, but that smile made Harry's hair stand on end.

Harry was afraid that if he continued walking like this, his conscience would force him to ask Qiu Zhang to take off her black stockings on the spot and put them on his head to give the British Museum a little wizard shock.

What Harry was even more afraid of was that before he put on the black stockings, Qiu Zhang would put on the black stockings herself, giving the British Museum a little surprise.

After leaving the Oriental Pavilion, Harry looked at his watch and found that it was still early, so in the spirit of being here since he was already there, Harry decided to visit the exhibition hall next to the Oriental Pavilion where cultural relics from the Middle East were displayed.

After all, according to Professor Binns' teaching method of talking about whatever comes to mind, Harry already knew in advance that the content of the second grade study includes the Middle East and Africa.

After all, when talking about Rome, we have to mention Carthage and Egypt, and when talking about Egypt, we naturally cannot avoid Cleopatra.