Compared to the trial run Wade had first seen, the "Land of Little People Amusement Park" had undergone earth-shaking changes. Even its name was different now.
[Miniature Wonderland]
That was the true name hanging above the entrance.
The enormous letters slowly rotated amid twinkling stars and flowing auroras, radiating a dreamlike glow.
Still, most people habitually called it the "Land of Little People," including the employees of Aslan's Magic Workshop.
The old wooden door once hidden in a secluded alley was gone, replaced by a breathtaking gigantic circular entrance.
The golden bronze ring stood a full two stories high, carved with lifelike castle spires, the World Tree, Hippogriffs, Sphinxes, Three-headed Dogs, and more.
Countless thumb-sized beads had also been embedded at key points, giving off gemlike radiance that dazzled the eye.
Marchioni had bought the old houses on both sides of the entrance as well and converted them all into designated waiting areas for visitors.
Since precise times had been set on the entry badges, and Marchioni did not allow any session to begin early or late, visitors did not need to queue for ages. They only had to arrive a few minutes in advance.
At that moment, there were only a dozen or so people in the waiting area, and several teenage boys and girls among them were especially eye-catching.
It was not because of anything special about their clothes or appearances, but because they were all wearing Ravenclaw school robes, clutching their badges tightly as they excitedly showed off where their tickets had come from.
"Wade—Wade Gray himself—contacted me directly and asked if I was free this weekend!"
Terry Boot said loudly.
"I said, of course I was!"
"Then he said, 'I happen to have an extra Land of Little People ticket'—I told him before the holidays that