Diagon Alley?
"I think I understand why he chose to become uninhabitable; it's because he couldn't bear to see his children destroyed and transformed into another state." Harry stroked his Holly Wand.
(Ollivander nodded; he had just been busy cursing his other self or his descendants for daring to invent such a treasonous thing as the Nuclear Reactor.)
"But wands are products of the old era," Basil continued to advise. "The Nuclear Reactor is far more useful than a wand. It is an artificial organ connected to your soul. It frees the knight's hands, freeing him from memorizing difficult incantations. Any spell cast by a wand can be reproduced by the Nuclear Reactor."
("Haha," Ron laughed, "the Starry World isn't so bad, is it? I don't need a wand, I have spell cards!")
"Its power is ten times, or even nine times, that of a magic wand."
("Okay, but this is just a low-end version of the Magic Immortal Artifact," Ron said.)
"You can add runes and inscribe more spells to enhance the power of the Nuclear Reactor later."
"Moreover, only with Nuclear Reactor can a knight control a light armor."
Harry turned away and remained silent, hoping that Basil would reveal more about this world.
"Otherwise, you can only be a wizard of the old era, instead of Cosmic Knight who roams the cosmos."
"You will not be admitted to university either."
"Even if you don't want to be Cosmic Knight, or don't want to go to university."
"Without the support of the Nuclear Reactor, there is no way to upgrade the subspace of the contract to Sub-dimension."
"New Human without Sub-dimension can only work for others and be exploited."
"Every inch of land on Earth is incredibly valuable. If you rely solely on working, you'll never be able to return to Earth and buy back Potter's old house in your entire life."
"Only Earth possesses a pristine ecosystem and the most vigorous Life Force. Do you want to spend your life as a Moon Dweller on this barren land?"
While keeping in mind terms like 'the Life Force,' 'the Moon People,' and 'the Sub-dimension,' Harry also kept his attention focused on Basil.
Sensing that Basil was about to lose his temper, and feeling a sense of impending doom, he quickly nodded and headed towards the shop.
"It's good that you're sensible," Basil said. "I'll wait for you outside. Only one customer can be in the shop at a time."
Harry composed himself and walked to the metal door.
The crimson gate opened automatically, and with a flash of blue light, a voice rang out out of nowhere.
"Daniel Potter".
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Wizardry, Gryffindor House, graduate of the Knight Major."
"Wand: Holly wood, Phoenix feather, eleven inches long, break-in progress has been achieved."
"No record of purchase at the Ollivanders Force Furnace Automation Store".
"Mr. Potter, do you need Force Furnace built?"
Although Harry couldn't see who was speaking, he still honestly replied, "Yes."
"To build the Force Furnace, please scan your face and pay 1,000 Credit Points in front of the white dome machine on your left."
"Face recognition?" Harry said, already walking up to the machine the unknown voice had mentioned.
The black screen suddenly lit up, displaying his name, photo, address (Moon, SPEW Library, Floo Network coordinates B-3 [Private]), and balance (53,829,138 Credit Points).
"Payment required?"
"Yes."
After Harry answered, the number on the balance decreased, and then the screen went black.
Then a rumbling sound came from behind.
Harry turned around.
"Payment complete. Please insert your wand into the socket in the center of the black T-shaped machine."
The location of the socket is very obvious, and it is marked with a silver circle.
Harry took a deep breath, stroked the staff again, closed his eyes, and inserted it.
The moment the fingertip left the wand, that warmth from their first meeting returned.
Harry's heart sank, filled with utter loss and emptiness, as if he had lost a third limb.
The roar of the T-shaped machine began to intensify.
(Dumbledore examined the machine closely and found that its surface was perfectly smooth and without any Magic Script.)
("Could it be inside?")
"Wand found. Knight, please hold the handle and do not let go until you hear 'Complete'."
Harry looked at the two protrusions on the machine with fingerprints, clearly handles made of red metal, and gripped them.
The familiar warmth returned, emanating from the door handle.
Excitement and joy welled up within me.
He could feel it inside, pulsating with the roar of the machine, and this 'heartbeat' grew stronger and more powerful.
For the first time, he sensed the activity of his wand so clearly, interacting with it, that he lost track of time.
Until
"The Force Furnace is now complete. Please release your hands."
Harry reluctantly let go and took a step back.
Sizzle—
The T-shaped machine began to smoke, the two handles started to move, and a hole the size of a soccer ball appeared.
Harry didn't bother to look inside to see what was inside.
He could sense something pulsating.
A familiar friend.
A fluorescent blue, pulsating orb of light flew out of the hole and Accio towards him.
Then it entered his heart.
Harry clutched his heart, a sense of fulfillment welling up within him; a new life had joined his heartbeat.
With a thought, the ball of light appeared in his mental sea.
The Magic Immortal World Riddle's Dark Magic class in a dream, the Rune Card World that he realized after constructing spell cards.
Countless spell cards seemed to have found their own community and disappeared into the sphere of light.
This also includes the Summoning Card of Demiguise and Ditto.
The [Image of True Self] and the [Path of Protection] can be called the 'Fundamental Law'.
The sphere of light grew larger, resembling a blue sun.
The Demiguise and the Ditto stretched their bodies happily within.
Five [Magic Ring] wrapped around it like belts, and the shadow of the stag covered with golden lily patterns hovered around it.
His mental world has become more stable, and he now has a new pillar in addition to the Magic Immortal Artifact.
He gained complete control of the subspace for the first time, no longer needing to manually retrieve things through openings; he could simply take things out and put them in with a thought.
He could also sense that the spell cards still existed; they had simply merged with the Force Furnace. Like the [Magic Ring] and his strange stag form, they had been upgraded due to the Force Furnace's appearance, achieving a wondrous harmony.
It's as if they were originally invented by one person, but now that they've come together, they've created a synergy greater than the sum of its parts.
He sensed that his mother, who was still asleep in the Magic Immortal Artifact, had made significant progress in awakening.
[Lumos]
Harry tried to recite the spell.
Because of the magical contract between him and the Lumos in the Magic Immortal World, his magic power could directly generate light.
Then, the spell cards in the Rune Card World further enhanced the power of spells.
But no matter what, it hasn't improved as much as it has now.
With just a thought, before the incantation was even finished, the Force Furnace created a magical phenomenon.
A blazing orb of light appeared in his palm. Harry quickly transformed into his Ghost Form; the intense heat distorted the air, enough to melt gold and incinerate iron.
This isn't Lumos; it's clearly creating a miniature sun.
[Finite Incantatem]
Upon realizing this, the power of the Slaying Curse emerged from Harry's palm, and the scorching ball of light vanished.
"Is this the power of the Force Furnace?" Harry's form returned to solidity, his expression enigmatic. "I don't feel like I'm wielding magic anymore, I'm magic itself."
At the same time, the power of the Repairing Charm swept around, restoring the cracked metal ground, where molten metal had flowed, to its original state.
The high temperature was also restored by this strange force and disappeared.
It was as if time had turned back.
As I stepped out of the shop, Basil came towards me.
"You should understand what I mean now," the blond boy chuckled. "It hasn't disappeared; it's just taken on another form to accompany you."
"If it weren't for that, Ollivander wouldn't have allowed the Force Furnace to exist, even though it was his invention that surpassed the wand."
(Unable to hear Harry's thoughts and unaware of the concept of the Force Furnace, Ollivander finally breathed a sigh of relief.)
"Where do we go next?" Harry looked around.
It's all alone here, just like 'S.P.E.W.'. The sky isn't purple, but there's no sun either.
They couldn't even see the Earth.
And Floo Network, he couldn't see where the fire was.
The passage we came through has disappeared.
Should we go to the Ollivanders Wand Shop next door?
"Go to Diagon Alley, the biggest store on the moon." Basil waved his hand, and a fireball and glittering powder fell to the ground at the same time.
Its coordinates are B-2.
(Dumbledore was already pondering the meaning of these coordinates. "Does the order of the numbers behind the moon have any hidden significance? Diagon Alley and the Library are so close.")
A light blue flame appeared, Basil stepped directly into it.
(On this screen featuring Harry, most viewers began to look away.)
(Since Phoebe had already been there, they had seen most of it together.)
Let's go back to when Phoebe first came into this world.
Coordinates: B-1, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.
Phoebe looked at the stone tablet in front of her in surprise.
Behind the stone tablet was Beauxbatons, just as she remembered.
However, this is clearly not the Pyrenees Mountains.
The sky was devoid of the sun, its color a pale green, and the soil on the ground was gray.
The students around were both boys and girls, not all of them were girls (the movie version of Beauxbatons is an all-girls school).
She had clearly just left school; judging from the conversations of the unfamiliar students around her, she had probably graduated.
In the space that inexplicably appeared and was connected to her mind, there was only a magic wand, a magic book, clothes, and a bottle of glittering powder that looked like Floo Powder.
After clicking on the pop-up window, she discovered that her name was still Phoebe Delacour.
By opening the relationship tree diagram, one can glean from information about some unfamiliar yet familiar faces that she is now a graduate of the Knight Major at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and a prospective student at Beauxbatons University of Magic.
The home address is D-125.
The address of Beauxbatons University of Magic is A-5.
And observe how other graduates leave.
There are three ways for students to leave.
Some people simply create a ball of fire, throw it into Floo Powder, and then step into it and disappear.
Some pulled out various flying machines from that space, put on huge helmets, and moved forward along the road.
Others raise their wands and summon vehicles.
"Should I go straight home now, or...?" Phoebe pondered.
In the pop-up Character Relationship Tree, the status of the parents is all dead.
The relatives were all distant relatives, and the relationship was distant; they had only met at the funeral.
She went home, but no one was there.
And those graduates, from their conversation, all said they were going to Diagon Alley and Ollivander.
She also didn't wonder why she wasn't going to the Paris Opera House (a moving female sculpture in the Paris Opera House that only wizards can see, through which one can enter the 'Diagon Alley' in France, where there is also a shop opened by one of the Top Three Wandmakers in Europe, on par with Ollivander).
After all, the world has changed.
However, when it came to traveling to Diagon Alley and Ollivander via the Floo Network, she noticed that none of the wizards using the Floo Network recited the name of their starting point, and the flame color was different, unlike a normal Floo Network which had a fixed furnace door.
So, she took a precaution and pulled over a graduate to ask him about it.
Then we obtained the usage of the Floo Network, Diagon Alley and Ollivander: B-2, B-13.
We arrived at Diagon Alley without incident.
"Is this Diagon Alley?" Phoebe frowned.
("This can't be Diagon Alley!" Ron waved his fist.)
What appeared before Phoebe was a towering cylindrical building that seemed to reach into the clouds.
The words Diagon Alley large letters above it.
Wizards came and went in an endless stream.
The surroundings, like Beauxbatons, seemed to exist in another space.
The surroundings were bright, almost like daytime without any artificial light, but the sky was pitch black, with a blue planet hanging in the dome.
"The largest shopping mall on the moon— Diagon Alley, from Earth (emphasis added) Charing Cross Road, Westminster, London."
The content of the broadcast surprised Phoebe greatly.
'Am I on the moon?'
Upon entering, the contents were even more astonishing.
Rows of various flying machines were parked on both sides of the entrance, available for anyone to take.
There are no stairs in the mall; you have to rely on these flying vehicles to get from one floor to another.
Some wizards seem to have their own flying machines; by patting their chest or the back of their hand, their entire bodies are covered in all sorts of armor.
Judging from the way people around him looked at him, this seemed quite remarkable.
Especially those with very tall armor.
("That's strange." Unlike the other boys who were fascinated by the armor—whether it was cool, ancient, or ornate— Hermione, "I've noticed that most adult wizards can fly.")
Phoebe also chose a motorcycle-sized Australian Green aircraft and, following the example of the others, inserted wired earplugs into her ears.
"Phoebe Delacour".
"Graduate of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, Knight Major."
"Wand: Maple, Veela Hair, 9 and a half inches long, without Force Furnace, energy-saving mode disabled."
Ollivander clicked his tongue critically. "Veela hair? This wand is a bit too sensitive and capricious."
"Dear future knight, do you need to purchase university student supplies? Would you like me to show you the way?"
Phoebe pursed her lips. "Yes."