Chapter 1609 (2/2)

But it is still independent, just like the intersection of many universes.

Whether it's to gain some benefits or plan for the future, it's necessary to explore here.

After entering LEGO pluralism, he actually chose several parallel universes, such as the LEGO version of the original couplet. Unfortunately, it mainly tells the story of Batman and the clown's ”friendship”, and there is nothing to scratch.

The same is true of LEGO's version of the reconnection world. The power level is too low, far inferior to our own 40K universe.

There are LEGO Star Wars. There are legitimate ones to choose from, and the pass here is lost.

What other mirage ninja, Jurassic Park and other interactive world, is not in the mood to see.

Finally, Su Ming found the LEGO Harry Potter World.

At first, it was worried about whether the characters in it would be yellow faced villains, the ground was full of round pimples, and the whole world was pixel windAs a result, after I came in, I found that there was no difference between the universe and other universes. I was still human, and everything was very real. I was relieved.

If you think about it carefully, you should be right. Otherwise, every cartoon universe you entered before would be a paperman.

Did you enter a universe to manifest or ascend? Is this idea too idealistic? Well, as for why this is the case, write it down first, and maybe there will be an answer one day.

Looking back, I saw an old man with a white beard coming out of the fireplace with half moon eyes, a high pointed hat and a gentle smile on his face.

”Ms. Figg, your Floo Network really needs to be fixed. Did you report it to the Ministry of magic?”

As soon as he got out, he complained about the network problems with his old but funny voice, as if he had returned to his own home.

Mrs. Figg was speechless. As a squib, she couldn't make use of the Floo Network. You can see why no one came to repair it? What about the report? The bureaucrats should not have seen it.

Seeing her expression of ”three years later, three years, ten years old, boss”, Dumbledore recalled and smoothed his beard with a smile:

”well, it seems that my posture of drilling into the fireplace is not correct. I will tell fudge in person when I have time. Hehe, could you please make a pot of tea for me and the guests from afar? Add more honey. ”

”You should eat less sweets, master. What Muggles call diabetes is for you.” Mrs. Figg complained, but went to the kitchen, and soon came the sound of the kettle pouring.

Dumbledore, as if he had not heard of it, took out a few pieces of cockroach candy from his inner pocket of his robe. He went to Su Ming and looked at him with interest. But there was nothing special about the death knell in his suit.

”Guest, would you like to eat it?”

”No, thank you.” Su Ming has no interest in living cockroaches that can crawl.

The old man scratched his head regretfully and turned to sit on the sofa opposite Su Ming: ”I really can't enjoy the fun of candy. OK, young man, I heard you're looking for me?”

Su Ming let go of the white cat in his arms, but he didn't want to leave and rubbed his ankle under the sofa.

Turning it aside a little, the knell nodded to the old Mage: ”I'm here to discuss the conditions.”