I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

Chapter 935 My Sister, My Dear Sister

The afternoon after Fang Wuwei handed everything over to Dumbledore, the logistics department personnel arrived.

As he said, he was destined not to stay in this world for long. The logistics personnel arrived later than he had expected, but it was this extra vacation that allowed him to make this deal with Dumbledore...

In fact, he hadn't originally intended to conduct this experiment in this world. He gradually changed his mind, and what prompted him to do so was that he sensed that a small number of students at Hogwarts had become his casual followers.

Although he appeared very approachable and friendly (in his own opinion), the personal strength he displayed that night, and his arrogant and disdainful attitude towards mortals during his adolescent delusions—his lines like "There are gods three feet above your head" and "Heavenly punishment awaits death"—had become widely known through the embellished descriptions of his two brothers and the lingering fearful retellings of the Harry Potter trio. It had become a hot topic among Hogwarts students, lending it a touch of legend.

In particular, the corpse of the super minotaur that had not yet been completely disposed of allowed everyone to glimpse the terrifying power of Fang Wuwei.

Such divine power led some superstitious students to worship him as a representative of the gods on earth. That hazy emotion, a mixture of awe, worship, and curiosity, was enough to provide him with a small amount of faith.

It was because Fang Wuwei sensed a faint power of faith belonging to him from those students that this idea arose.

Fortunately, enough time was given, and everything was handled properly. Only after Fang Wuwei finished dealing with everything did the logistics personnel arrive in this world and begin logistical preparations.

But the number of people who came far exceeded Fang Wuwei's expectations.

At that time, Fang Wuwei was in the principal's office with Dumbledore, enjoying afternoon tea and discussing the details of their missionary plan.

Dumbledore continued to recommend his favorite snack, the Cockroach Pile, to Fang Wuwei. It was a magical dessert made from cockroaches... Although it was a candy snack and not exactly the same, just looked very similar, Fang Wuwei still had no problem with it. He was watching Dumbledore stuffing it into his mouth while praising it endlessly, and he frowned.

The old man kept trying to persuade Fang Wuwei to try this wizarding world specialty, but Fang Wuwei frowned and refused. In fact, he bought quite a lot as a specialty to take back with him, but when it came to trying it himself... he declined.

Quite suddenly, Fang Wuwei heard a notification from the system.

[Logistics personnel have arrived in the mission world; coordinates have been synchronized. Please prepare for docking.]

Fang Wuwei paused mid-sentence, all words stuck in his throat, and then, as if sensing something, looked toward the empty space in Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore also noticed Fang Wuwei's unusual behavior. Following his gaze, a hint of doubt appeared on his aged face. Then he saw a very familiar portal open there, and a girl walked out of it, holding a staff that was slightly taller than her and had an intricate crystal structure inlaid at the top.

Dumbledore was dumbfounded when he saw this, and Fang Wuwei was even more dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, Wuyou?"

"Clam?"

Fang Wuyou, clutching his staff, turned around with a bewildered expression and met Fang Wuwei's gaze.

"Holy crap, bro?"

"You... how is it you?"

"Dude, you've forgotten, this is what I do..."

In that instant, Fang Wuwei suddenly remembered that his sister's work group in the logistics department was the post-battle cleanup team, which was specifically responsible for dealing with the aftermath of battle for their combat division. So, her presence here was perfectly normal...

"Oh? You two are siblings?"

Dumbledore, standing to the side, had already narrowed his eyes, silently observing the two closely... They were very similar; their eyebrows, eyes, and face shapes were all very alike. Although their temperaments were quite different, the resemblance brought by blood could not be denied—they were undoubtedly siblings...

"Oh, that's... Dumbledore, Harry Potter."

Fang Wuyou looked around and saw the old man with a full head of white hair and a full beard sitting behind the desk. She knew where she was. When she was a child, Fang Wuwei used to tell her Harry Potter as a bedtime story, so she could tell at a glance what kind of world this was.

Upon seeing Fang Wuwei, Fang Wuyou instantly relaxed. The seriousness and tension she should have maintained while working vanished without a trace. She let out a soft hum, her face clearly showing happiness. Just as she was relaxing, she suddenly glanced at the cockroach candies still crawling around on Dumbledore's desk.

Fang Wuyou's faint smile vanished instantly, and a layer of fine goosebumps rapidly spread across her arms and neck.

"Wow... so this is the infamous cockroach pile...?"

"Oh? Is this lady also interested?"

Dumbledore assumed Fang Wuyou liked this stuff too, and immediately grabbed a candy cockroach that was still crawling and handed it to him with a smile. The next second, Fang Wuyou smacked his hand with his staff.

The lively cockroach slipped from my hand and fell to the ground. As a candy dessert, the cockroach pile was enchanted, causing it to crawl and move continuously. The magic kept it clean as it crawled, and it wouldn't run away on its own. It would automatically crawl towards the nearest person to make it easier to be eaten...

So the little candy fulfilled its duty, crawling towards Fang Wuyou, intending to circle around her feet until it was caught and eaten.

Then Fang Wuyou stomped on it and crushed it.

"I hate cockroaches."

"Haha... When she was little, she was playful. She opened her mouth and laughed while taking a bath, and then a big flying cockroach hidden in the corner of the bathroom flew into her mouth."

Fang Wuwei watched with amusement, chuckling as he took a sip of his tea. He simply disliked cockroaches, while Fang Wuyou was more afraid than disliked. This incident was quite amusing to Fang Wuwei, and he would laugh whenever he thought of it afterward.

Fang Wuwei mercilessly exposed Fang Wuyou's secrets, and Fang Wuyou's face immediately turned bright red, whether from embarrassment or anger, it was hard to tell. The next moment, she swung her staff at Fang Wuwei's head.

"Shut up! Don't talk about this kind of thing!"

"Hey! That's because you were being playful! You saw a cockroach but didn't say anything, and instead insisted on splashing water on it..."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up..."

Fang Wuyou relentlessly struck Fang Wuwei's head with his cane, his face flushed red as he increased the speed of his blows.

Dumbledore watched this scene with a smile. This old man, who had lived for over a hundred years, could clearly feel the deep, natural, and genuine affection flowing between the brother and sister. It was the kind of affection he envied, which made him chuckle unconsciously.

Hearing Dumbledore's gentle laughter, the two stopped their playful fight.

Fang Wuyou sighed heavily, glancing at Fang Wuwei, but unable to hide the joy deep in her eyes. Fang Wuwei felt the same way, his gaze towards Fang Wuyou filled with undisguised satisfaction, before dramatically wiping away a tear that had rolled down his cheek.

"I never imagined that one day I'd see you working... Ah... I thought I'd never see this scene in my entire life..."

"Okay, bro... I've been working in the logistics department for years, stop with that sentimental look, it's like I'm some college graduate just starting out in the workforce..."