Diagon Alley, Leaky Cauldron.

Jerry opened the window and looked at the various wizards and various hawking shops below, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

It has been a long time since he left this world last time, and he has experienced a lot of things. To be honest, he still misses Hermione and some of his classmates and friends in this world.

The reason why he didn't take Hermione on the adventure with him in the first place was because he didn't want Hermione to suffer the same feeling of being separated from time as he did. Hermione was still young and had her own dreams, so there was no need to change too much because of him.

Anyway, as far as Hermione is concerned, he has never left.

And if he was too obsessed with feelings at the beginning, he probably wouldn't be as strong as he is now.

"How to find the creator of this world?"

Sitting on the stool by the window, Jerry began to think.

In the Fairy Tail world, Anxelam took the initiative to find him, otherwise it would be difficult for him to find him.

This is not his ring world. If it were in his ring world, it would be very simple for him to find someone, just like Anxelam looking for him, because the world is controlled by the creator.

But if he wants to find the creator of this world, it will be very difficult for people in his own ring world to find him, unless he directly relies on strength to break through his ring world.

In the same way, if Jerry breaks out of the Harry Potter world and goes to the dark place outside this world, there will definitely be a way to find the creator, but that would be too rude.

He still doesn't know the strength of the other party, so it would be a bit bad to take such an extraordinary action rashly.

Although he felt that if the opponent's strength was multi-level, he would definitely be as afraid of the owner of the panel as Anxeram.

But he really offended the other party. The other party didn't dare to attack him, and he probably didn't want to have a friendly exchange with him about his experience in creating the world.

"By the way, I almost forgot about this thing!"

At this moment, Jerry seemed to suddenly think of something, and then he turned his hand and dug out the Resurrection Stone that he had obtained a long time ago from the ring world.

The Resurrection Stone, one of the Three Holy Artifacts of Death, was once embedded in the ancestral ring of the Gaunt family, but was later taken away by Jerry. At that time, he felt that the Resurrection Stone was useless and the Three Holy Artifacts were useless, so he never cared about it.

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But now, he feels that he can find some traces about the creator of this world through these three holy artifacts.

Because according to the logic that he has experienced so many worlds, most of the creators of the general world are some gods in ancient legends, and there is a high probability that they are either the God of Creation or the God of Death.

Anxelam is the god in charge of life and death in the world of Fairy Tail.

As for the legend of Death in the world of Harry Potter, it is naturally inseparable from the Three Hallows of Death in "The Tales of Beedle the Bard".

According to the story of the three brothers in "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", Death gave three holy artifacts he made, the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone and the Invisibility Cloak to the three brothers respectively.

As long as you collect these three Deathly Hallows, you can become the master of Death and dominate the entire world.

Of course, it is definitely a lie that one can become the master of Death by collecting three Deathly Hallows, and it is also a lie to dominate the entire world. Most adult wizards will not believe this.

Even Voldemort wanted the Elder Wand only because it could enhance his own strength.

However, Jerry felt that since this legend had been circulating for so long, it was not without reason. At least these three Deathly Hallows must have something to do with the God of Death.

Maybe after getting these three Deathly Hallows, he can rely on some of the connections to find the God of Death.

Even if the God of Death is not the Creator God of this world, he should at least know who the Creator God is or where he is.

In front of the dark door of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Jerry's figure appeared instantly, and then he raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

After a while, Harry, wearing glasses and pajamas, opened the door in a daze:

"Jerry?"

Seeing that the person standing at the door was actually Jerry, Harry rubbed his eyes and showed a confused look.

You know, they separated at King's Cross Station yesterday during the holiday, and Jerry didn't say at that time that he would come to his place to play today.

"Good morning, Harry!"

Jerry raised his hand and greeted Harry.

"I have something to do with you."

"Come in first, Kreacher just made grilled sausages and mushroom soup. If you haven't eaten, I can share half of it with you."

Harry shrugged and led Jerry past the portrait of Mrs. Walburga Black, who was awakened by the ringing of the doorbell and was cursing, to the hall on the first floor.

At this time, there were freshly grilled sausages and fried eggs on the table in the hall, with a bowl of hot mushroom soup next to them.

"Looks like he's doing pretty well."

Jerry sat on the sofa and smiled.

You must know that during those years at his aunt's house, Harry not only had to suffer, but also had to get up every morning to make breakfast for everyone and do housework. How could it be like now, where he could not only sleep in, but also wake up with hot food prepared by the house elf?

breakfast.

Harry also had a happy look on his face after hearing this.

"Thank you for this, Jerry. If you hadn't discovered that Scabbers was Peter Pettigrew, I'm afraid my godfather wouldn't have been able to wash away my grievances, and I wouldn't have been able to leave my aunt's house and live here."

"The main thing is that Mr. Black himself is innocent. I just did a small favor. Isn't Mr. Black at home today?"

Jerry regained his consciousness and realized that Harry and the house elf Kreacher were the only ones in the five-story mansion of the Black family.

Harry put a sausage in his mouth and chewed it while replying:

"The godfather went to work at the Ministry of Magic. By the way, why did you suddenly come to see me today?"

Harry had been friends for several years, and he knew what kind of character Jerry was. If he suddenly came to see him today, something was definitely going on.

Jerry doesn’t mince words either:

"I want to borrow your invisibility cloak."

"Invisibility cloak, do you still want that thing?"

Harry was stunned for a moment. How strong is Jerry's magic level? Since the end of the Goblet of Fire competition, many newspapers have called him the world's number one magic genius, second only to the legendary wizard Dumbledore.

This little invisibility magic is so simple for Jerry, so why would he need to borrow his invisibility cloak?

"If there are other uses for it, just think of me as just using it for research."

Jerry didn't tell the truth, after all, he let Harry know that he took the invisibility cloak to find Death, and he didn't want to be scared to death.

"In exchange, you can make a wish and I will help you fulfill it."

"If I could make a wish, I hope that my parents could be resurrected. Of course, that's impossible, so I don't need anything. Just take it and use it. Just remember to lend me a copy of your summer homework when school starts."
Chapter completed!