Chapter 181

"Laura, I probably won't be in the laboratory for most of the time this year; you help me take good care of this place."

Murphy said, and two lightning crows emerged from behind him and landed on his arm; he placed them on the bird stand next to him, "This one is called Wugagua, you can call her Miss Sharp Branch, and this one is called Guaguagu, he is Mr. Bottle Cap. They can contact me at any time; if there is anything, you can let them send me a letter at any time. I will rush back immediately."

Laura stroked the two crows, "Okay."

Then she looked at Murphy again, "Your body..."

"It's okay, I can still hold on; this time is just to find a cure."

"Don't push yourself."

"Hmm. For the time to come, I'll leave it to you."

……

Murphy Apparated to London, then took out a piece of paper, confirmed the address of Hermione Granger written on it, and suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and leaped into the high sky.

Willesden, North London, a low-density residential area; a wisp of black smoke descended rapidly from the clouds and turned into a young man in a black robe on the ground.

Murphy glanced at the detached apartment in front of him and the garage next to it, and then compared the house number before stepping forward to ring the doorbell.

A young woman with long brown hair opened the door and glanced at Murphy, "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Mrs. Granger? I am a professor at Hogwarts; my name is Murphy Darkholm. I am here to pick up Miss Hermione Granger; Deputy Headmistress McGonagall should have already sent a letter."

"Oh! Of course!" Mrs. Granger covered her mouth with both hands and made a cute, surprised sound, "Sorry, you are too young! Heavens! You look like you're only eighteen! Please come in, please come in..."

"No need, we still have to pick up another student later; is Miss Granger's luggage packed?"

"Yes, yes, of course; Hermione has been so excited since last night that she didn't sleep well all night, and she checked her suitcase hundreds of times..."

"Mom! Is it Professor McGonagall?!" A little girl poked her head out from behind Mrs. Granger, saw Murphy, was startled, and then pulled her head back.

"Hermione, this is Professor Murphy, who is responsible for picking you up." Mrs. Granger couldn't help but look at Murphy's incredibly handsome face a few more times, "Heavens, Hogwarts is truly an amazing school!"

"Hello, Professor." The little girl finally emerged from behind her mother, and she greeted him a bit awkwardly.

"Hello, Miss Granger. Since the luggage is ready, let's set off; there is another student who needs to be picked up."

"Of course, we'll move the luggage out right now; do you need David to drive you?"

"No need, we will Apparate there."

"But, my luggage is a bit heavy..." Although she didn't quite understand what Apparition was, Hermione felt that it was highly likely that it didn't have a trunk like a car.

"Move it out first."

In a short while, Mr. Granger moved Hermione's two large suitcases to the door, "I'd better drive you; these two suitcases are a bit heavy."

"No need."

Murphy extended his right hand and aimed a silver ring on his middle finger at the luggage; suddenly, the luggage floated up and kept shrinking until it became the size of a millet grain, approached the ring, and then merged into a small hole opened on the ring.

"Too amazing!" The Grangers were stunned, "Is this magic?"

Having had two experiences with Undetectable Extension Charm cases going wrong, Murphy had long since detested inconvenient storage boxes; to improve this problem, he specially made this Undetectable Extension ring.

The main body of the ring was a cube-shaped hollow titanium alloy block, inside which a large number of Undetectable Extension Charms had been cast, but because the volume was really too small, it could only hold 4 cubic meters of things, and when taking or putting items, one must use a Shrinking Charm to shrink them first.

But as a 1.0 version of a storage ring, it basically met daily needs.

Like now, giving Muggles a little magical shock was no problem at all.

"Alright, Miss Granger, it's time for us to set off." Murphy said, extending a hand, "Grab my arm."

Hermione Granger cautiously extended a hand, grabbed Murphy's sleeve, then turned to say goodbye to her parents, and immediately felt the world spinning; when she appeared again, she was already at the entrance of an orphanage.

"Ugh..."

The feeling of being thrown into a tumble dryer was too much for the girl to bear; she immediately ran to the side, leaned against the wall, and began to dry heave.

And Murphy had already rung the doorbell.

……

"Dear Mr. Brightson: We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts; in view of your special circumstances, the school will appoint Professor Murphy Darkholm to help you complete some pre-enrollment preparations; he will arrive at your place before September 1st."

Tom looked at the letter sent by the owl two days ago, but his mood was very heavy.

He felt that he didn't seem to doubt the authenticity of this letter.

But, why?

Such an outrageous thing as magic, why didn't he doubt it at all?

Could it be that I have seen it before?

In those memories I can't remember?

He opened the diary again and looked at the latest record.

"September 1, 9:00 AM. I met the person who changed my destiny."

Comparing it to the Hogwarts admission letter, this person should refer to the professor who came to help me complete the pre-enrollment preparations.

Murphy Darkholm?

Why would he be the person who changed my destiny?

And what is my destiny?

Suddenly, the diary updated, and new text appeared on it.

"I met Murphy Darkholm. I don't believe he can influence my destiny; I spat at him."

"Professor Murphy was angry; he abandoned me, and I went to Diagon Alley alone."

"It was a beautiful morning; I took a wrong turn and entered a dark alley. 'Your head shape is nice, very suitable for being a hookah.' I heard someone say."

"I died."

"Before I died, I shed tears of regret; if I hadn't made Professor Murphy angry, I wouldn't have gone to Diagon Alley by myself, wouldn't have taken the wrong road, wouldn't have been made into a hookah by someone..."

"If only time could come again, how good that would be..."

Uh...

Tom was dumbfounded.

Why would I spit at someone?

Suddenly, the text on the diary disappeared, and new content updated.

"September 1, 9:00 AM. I met the person who changed my destiny."

"I met Murphy Darkholm. I don't believe he can influence my destiny; I threw my smelly socks at him."

"Professor Murphy was angry... 'Your head shape is nice, very suitable for being a hookah.'..."

"I died; if only time could come again..."

Is this the problem?

Don't spit, just throw smelly socks, right?

Does this guy in the diary have some kind of serious illness?

"September 1, 9:00 AM. I met the person who changed my destiny."

"I met Murphy Darkholm. I don't believe he can influence my destiny; I didn't do anything."

"But Professor Murphy was still angry; he abandoned me... hookah..."

What?

You're still angry even if I don't do anything?

What's wrong with this Murphy?

Is his temper too big?

"September 1, 9:00 AM. I met the person who changed my destiny."

"I met Murphy Darkholm. He was angry, hookah..."

You...

You don't even need the preceding steps, you just get angry out of thin air, right?

Tom was convinced.

Fine, fine, anyway, just don't make him angry, right?

But how to do that?

He was thinking when the diary updated again.

"September 1, 9:00 AM. I met the person who changed my destiny."

"I met Murphy Darkholm. I don't believe he can influence my destiny, but I don't want to make him angry, so I put on a smile and said to him, thank you for coming in person, thank you."

"Professor Murphy was very happy; he thought I was a sensible good child."

"I successfully went to Diagon Alley; my destiny of certain death was changed."

"Murphy Darkholm is truly the person who changed my destiny!"

Damn!

Tom couldn't hold it anymore; it was clearly you talking to yourself all along! This also counts as changing my destiny?!

He felt that the diary was simply making fun of him.

But at this moment, a knock on the door sounded outside.

"Lucas, a Professor Murphy has come to pick you up."

(End of chapter)