I'm in a crossover anime world, and I've been transported to Hogwarts twice.

"can."

He uttered two words, his tone not exactly enthusiastic, but more like a tacit agreement based on a cost-benefit analysis.

He agreed to Gaia's absorption and fusion with the Harry Potter world not primarily because he was persuaded by Gaia's persistent pleading, but because the matter itself offered him undeniable benefits.

First and foremost, once the Harry Potter world is successfully absorbed and integrated into the current world, the fundamental identity of Cassandra, Hermione, Cho Chang, Penelope, and Fleur—girls from that world—will be rewritten.

They will no longer be visitors from another world, but will become an integral part of the world to which Genichi Hanyu belongs, and their life essence will be bound to this higher world.

This means that they will be able to better adapt to the rules of this world, their potential will be stimulated at a deeper level, and at the same time, they will be completely cut off from any possible ties with the uncontrollable fate that may exist in their original world.

In a sense, this meant bringing them completely under Genichi Hanyu's control, thus enhancing his overall control.

Secondly, and more deeply, there was a lingering doubt in Genichi Hanyu's mind: the Harry Potter world might not be as simple and superficial as it appears on the surface.

The most direct evidence is the Deathly Hallows.

The three legendary items—the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak—have unknown uses for the Invisibility Cloak and the Elder Wand, but the Resurrection Stone has directly granted him a complete and genuine Godhood of Death.

Genichi Hanyu never forgot this matter, nor did he ever truly take it for granted.

Why can a world with seemingly low magical power and relatively simple rules give birth to an object capable of directly condensing a "godlike essence"?

Is there a deeper secret hidden behind this?

Are the rules of death in that world closer to the origin than they appear?

If Gaia were to devour and merge with it, would it be possible to uncover these hidden mysteries, or even, in turn, enhance the death powers that Genichi Hanyu already possesses?

This unexpected acquisition of the Godhood of Death greatly facilitated Genichi Hanyu's journey in the world of Godslayer.

If he hadn't started with such a high level of power, his subsequent process of killing gods and usurping authority would never have been so smooth. At least the initial stage wouldn't have been so easy and comfortable, and he might have even encountered more dangers.

The gift came at such a coincidence and with such generosity that he couldn't help but think about it.

If the Harry Potter world is allowed to continue existing independently, these mysteries may never be solved.

However, allowing Gaia to merge with it could potentially unveil these secrets at the very origin of the world.

This was an irresistible temptation for Genichi Hanyu, who was pursuing the ultimate in power and exploring the rules of the universe.

Taking all these factors into consideration, Genichi Hanyu made the decision to agree.

"Great!"

When Gaia heard Genichi Hanyu's approval, she immediately beamed with joy, as excited as a little girl who had received her favorite toy. She almost rushed over to give him a hug, but under Genichi Hanyu's indifferent gaze, she managed to stop herself in time.

She patted her not-so-impressive chest and assured Genichi Yuzuru with confidence, "Alright! Leave it to me! You don't need to worry about anything else! I'll handle everything perfectly, guaranteeing a smooth transition, and it won't have any negative impact on your little beauties. In fact, it will make our world even better!"

She had an air of taking on everything and full of energy, as if devouring a world was as easy as eating a piece of cake.

However, Genichi Hanyu harbored serious doubts about her overly optimistic attitude.

He knew Gaia too well; the Earth Mother could be a little... absent-minded sometimes.

He narrowed his eyes, his tone carrying an undeniable warning, a chilling pressure emanating from him: "You'd better be telling the truth."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, each word like a block of ice.

"If anything happens to the Harry Potter world, I'll never forgive you."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the chilling killing intent and the threatening undertones he exuded made the temperature of the surrounding fairyland drop several degrees.

Gaia's smile froze for a moment, clearly sensing Genichi Hanyu's seriousness.

She shrank back slightly, muttering somewhat guiltily, "I know, I know! I'll be careful! I promise everything will be alright! Trust me!"

Although she said that, she was secretly on high alert and determined to be extremely careful during the operation.

After all, angering this scourge would have far more serious consequences than failing to merge the worlds.

"Hmph, that's best."

Genichi Hanyu snorted coldly and said no more.

The figure slowly faded away, leaving this fairyland constructed by Gaia's will.

Now he just needs to wait for the results and be prepared to intervene at any time should something unexpected happen.

Far beyond the reach of time and space, the people of that magical world continued their seemingly peaceful lives, completely unaware that their entire world was about to undergo a cataclysmic upheaval.

Chapter 358: Yukino and Cassandra's mutual jealousy

In a tranquil courtyard that blends the aesthetics of Japanese dry landscape gardens with the convenience of Western magic.

The air was filled with the faint scent of wisteria blossoms, and occasionally, tiny, shimmering sprites, drawn by magic, would skim across the surface of the pool, creating ripples.

Genichi Hanyu stood under the corridor, next to Cassandra Wore, a newcomer who scrutinized everything.

Today she was wearing a well-tailored dark green wizard's robe, her long golden hair was styled into an elegant updo, and her eyes, like the finest gems, calmly surveyed her surroundings and the long, straight black-haired girl standing before them.

Yukinoshita Yukino.

She was wearing the girls' school uniform of Zongwu High School, with a light-colored knitted cardigan over it. Her hands were folded in front of her, and she stood upright, like a proud snow plum in winter.

Her obsidian-clear eyes met Cassandra's gaze calmly, without any flinching or timidity, only a cold, penetrating scrutiny that seemed to see right through people.

Genichi Hanyu was actually a little unsure about his relationship with these two rivals who knew of each other's existence but had never officially met.

He envisioned several ways to start the conversation, the most likely being a verbal battle without gunfire, yet one rife with tension and conflict.

After all, whether it's Yukino Yukinoshita's precise, sharp, and often incisive sarcasm, or Cassandra's aloof and sarcastic nature as a pure-blooded noblewoman, both are highly aggressive types.

When two girls with sharp tongues meet, even on the way there, Genichi Hanyu was prepared to act as a peacemaker or forcibly interrupt any potential heated arguments.

He had even come up with a plan on how to use magic to temporarily silence one of the parties.

However, things took an unexpected turn.

"Hello, Ms. Vore, I am Yukino Yukinoshita."

Yukino nodded slightly, her tone calm and her words polite and appropriate, without any faults.

Cassandra returned the smile with an impeccable, polite one, befitting a pure-blooded noblewoman: "I've heard so much about you, Miss Yukinoshita. Genichi often mentions you. I am Cassandra."

Worley.

The conversation between the two was polite to the point of being distant, but the atmosphere was not as tense as one might expect.

They even exchanged a few brief and restrained words on trivial topics such as how the plants in the courtyard were integrated into daily life.

Yukino's extensive knowledge allowed her to understand some of the magical concepts Cassandra mentioned, and Cassandra also expressed a hint of appreciation for the logic and insight into this modern world revealed in Yukino's words.

There was no sarcasm, no barbed remarks, and certainly no backstabbing or mutual attacks as Genichi Hanyu had envisioned.

The scene was so harmonious that it felt somewhat unreal to him.

Seeing the two getting along so well, Yuzuru Gen finally relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems they are all smart enough to maintain basic decorum so as not to put him in a difficult position.

"It seems you two get along very well."

Genichi Hanyu's tone softened slightly.

“That puts my mind at ease. Cassandra is new here and unfamiliar with many of the rules. Yukino, you can show her around when you have time.”

He paused and then looked at Cassandra: "Yukino knows this world very well. You can ask her if there's anything you don't understand."

The two nodded slightly almost simultaneously, indicating that they understood, their movements so synchronized that even Genichi Hanyu was somewhat surprised.

"I still have some things to take care of, you guys talk first."

Genichi Hanyu felt the atmosphere was nice and that his presence might be superfluous, so he made an excuse to leave.

Yukino Yukinoshita and Cassandra responded simultaneously, their gazes both fixed on Genichi Hanyu, watching him turn and disappear around the corner of the corridor.

Only two girls remained in the courtyard, along with the rustling of leaves in the wind and the faint scent of wisteria blossoms.

Almost the instant that Genichi Hanyu's presence completely vanished, the seemingly harmonious atmosphere in the courtyard, like a popped soap bubble, silently burst and disappeared.

The deliberate peace in the air was stripped away, replaced by a more real, and more tense, silence.

The polite, slightly stiff smiles on the two girls' faces slowly faded, and they reverted to their most common expressions—Yukino Yukinoshita's aloofness and Cassandra's reserved detachment.

Their gazes met again in the air, this time without the pretense of when Genichi Hanyu was present, making their interaction more direct and complex.

After a long silence, Cassandra was the first to break it.

Her voice remained as steady and aristocratic as ever, but the content was no longer polite, carrying a straightforward, almost cruel truth.

"I'm jealous of you, Yukino Yukinoshita."

She didn't use honorifics, and her tone was as calm as if she were stating an objective fact. Her eyes were fixed on Yukino without any hesitation.

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't seem surprised by this sudden, direct approach.

Her dark eyes, like deep pools, calmly met Cassandra's gaze without wavering.

She took a light breath and responded in the same calm and even tone, her words equally direct:

“I’m jealous of you too, Cassandra Wore.”

The two almost identical opening lines laid bare the most genuine emotions in their hearts to each other.

There was no feigned politeness, no malicious attacks, only the most fundamental emotional resonance and opposition arising from shared circumstances.

Cassandra raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly surprised by Yukino Yukinoshita's straightforward admission, but then felt it was only natural.

She took two steps forward, her fingers lightly brushing the petals of a blooming blue hydrangea, her tone tinged with self-deprecation and inquiry: "Jealous of what? Jealous that I come from another world? Jealous that I know those strange and wonderful magic? Or jealous that... I might have known him before he did?"

Yukino Yukinoshita watched her movements, her voice clear and cold: "The magical world is certainly novel, but it's not what I crave. What I envy more is..."

She paused, her gaze seemingly piercing through time and space, returning to certain specific moments.

"I envy you for meeting him when he first stepped into that bizarre and fantastical world. I envy you for witnessing a side of him that I could never have imagined. I envy you for having more shared experiences and topics with him as a fellow human being."

Her tone remained steady, but a slight tremor betrayed her inner turmoil. What she envied was the past she could not participate in or replace, those fragments of memory that might have shaped the person she was today—memories unique to Cassandra.

Upon hearing this, Cassandra remained silent for a moment.

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She withdrew her hand from the petals, turned around, and looked directly at Yukino Yukinoshita, a complex understanding flashing in her eyes.

"I see."

She said softly, "So, do you know what I'm jealous of about you?"

Before Yukino Yukinoshita could answer, she continued, her tone tinged with an indescribable melancholy: "I envy you, for existing in this reality to which he belongs; I envy you, for having the familiar, ordinary daily life he knows; I envy you, for being able to provide him with a place that might be called a haven when he returns from those dangerous battlefields of divine conflict, even if he himself may not need it."

"The world I live in is more like a stopover or an interlude for him, while the world you live in is the origin he will eventually return to. This fundamental connection is something I can never have."

Two girls, one from the magical side of another world and the other rooted in the everyday life of this world, gaze at each other, each revealing the softest and most cherished parts of their hearts to the other.

Their jealousy stemmed from their desire to understand and yearn for Genichi Hanyu on different levels, as well as from the limitations of their own positions.

At this moment, they were no longer rivals maintaining a superficial peace in front of Genichi Hanyu, but two girls who were equally attracted to that powerful and unpredictable man, yet felt different sense of loss and unease due to their respective backgrounds.

The atmosphere between them was no longer a false harmony, nor a hostile confrontation, but a subtle understanding, a resonance, and a more complex and elusive competitive relationship based on this understanding.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves in the courtyard, casting dappled patterns on two equally outstanding, proud, and equally troubled girls.

A war without gunpowder, yet concerning the heart and the future, has only just begun after Genichi Hanyu's departure.

The nature of this conflict may be far more profound and difficult than a simple argument.

359 He Xi: You're going to deny it now that you've put your pants on, huh?

Genichi Hanyu's study is less a place for handling affairs and more a combination of a private treasure trove and a power center.

The walls were not made of ordinary material, but were constructed from some kind of dark energy crystals, with subtle runic luster flowing across them, as if they contained the ultimate truths of the universe.

The dome is transparent, but it is not glass. Instead, it directly reflects the ever-changing starry sky outside, sometimes with shooting stars streaking across the sky, and sometimes with nebulae swirling around.

There was a faint scent in the air, like a mixture of sandalwood and ozone, which was the natural aroma of high concentrations of true ether.

He was sitting behind a desk carved from a single piece of unknown black jade, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the smooth surface, his gaze fixed on a report in front of him about the progress of the integration of world rules.

Just then, a very subtle ripple appeared in the study, so subtle that it would be impossible to detect unless one had extremely keen senses.

Genichi Hanyu stopped tapping the table, didn't even look up, and simply said, "Coming uninvited is not a good habit."

A gentle yet cool voice rang out, carrying a hint of teasing: "If I were waiting for your invitation, I don't know how long I would have to wait to come."

As light and shadow converged, a figure quietly emerged.

She had long, silver hair that looked like it was woven from moonlight, casually draped over her shoulders, with natural curls at the ends.