On a bustling street in Westminster, London, Noah strolled around leisurely.
However, as he passed an intersection, Noah suddenly vanished from the Muggle street. When he reappeared, he had already entered the magical world.
London's magical community was still as prosperous as ever. Watching the wizards coming and going, Noah finally felt like he had returned.
He casually found a roadside café, sat down, and ordered a milk tea. Pulling a phone that had not been turned on for at least half a year from his pocket, Noah was suddenly at a loss.
"It's actually out of battery." Noah looked at his phone gloomily, but fortunately, it was something Tony Stark had made.
This thing did not need Noah to worry about it at all. Just leave it in the sun and it would recharge itself. After all, they were not power banks like Thor, capable of fully charging a phone with a snap of their fingers.
As he sat there waiting for his drink, Noah suddenly noticed that quite a few people around him seemed to be pointing at him and whispering. It left him rather baffled.
Could there be something wrong with what he was wearing?
Noah even lowered his head to inspect himself. Wasn't this exactly what he had been wearing before he left? There was nothing wrong with it.
"Your milk tea, sir." Just as Noah was looking utterly confused, the waitress brought his drink over. "Is there anything else you need?"
"Not for now, thank you." Noah shook his head and picked up his phone to try turning it on again. But the waitress had yet to leave, which made him curious. "What is it? Is there something else?"
"Excuse me, are you deliberately imitating the Sorcerer Supreme?" To Noah's utter surprise, the waitress hesitated