Chapter 130: The Travelogue Published and Released

On a street outside an open-air café, Ma Jun sat with four men named Qian. Among them, only Ma Jun’s pupils had changed color. From the side, they looked like five Asians, which in present-day London streets drew a fair few glances.

Ma Jun held the system screen, studying it for a moment before putting it away and looking up. “It seems there’s no mistake. You all have telekinetic abilities, and the system has assigned you the identity of wizards. That’ll make things easier to handle.”

“Boss, how do we play this Harry Potter world? Ready to go all out?” Qian Bo was eager.

“As long as it’s your boss’s decision, it’s definitely no problem!” Qian Xu chuckled and took a sip of his coffee.

Ma Jun smiled. “In that case, I’ll assign your next tasks!”

“Yes, sir!”

“First, find a place to live nearby, then quickly get familiar with all things magical,” Ma Jun said, turning to Qian Xu. “Qian, I have an important job for you. Tomorrow, I’ll send you an outline for a novel, along with the key elements. Find a good plot and write the novel!”

“Ah...” Qian Xu looked helpless. “Boss... why are we writing novels now?”

“To serialize it in the newspaper and boost your fame!” Ma Jun grinned. “What, do you doubt the wise boss’s decision?”

“Heh heh...” Qian Xu forced a smile. “No... no doubt.”

“All right, you guys get to work. Oh, and try to get yourselves wands. Maybe you can cast magic with your telekinetic power without wands, but having one definitely enhances the effect! Plus, it’s about blending in! As for whether you buy or steal them, that’s up to you!” Ma Jun said.

Wands swear loyalty to their masters, but if the master is defeated, the wand’s loyalty transfers to the victor.

Dumbledore’s Elder Wand came about that way—Ma Jun had thought about getting one just for fun.

Ma Jun had no doubts about the abilities of the four Qian men. They already understood his style well. In fact, the tasks he assigned were hardly tasks at all, giving them plenty of freedom.

As for writing travelogues, though it seemed unreliable to assign it to Qian Xu, the sycophantic fellow wasn’t lacking in ability. After reading a few of Lockhart’s books and understanding the conventions of magical novels, he could easily produce something.

Once this one task was assigned, Ma Jun stood and left, planning to continue reading and deepen his understanding of this world.

Five days later, the Qian men sent word that they had found a house—a small villa on the outskirts of London—and asked if Ma Jun wanted to move there. Meanwhile, Qian Xu brought the freshly completed first draft of the travelogue, totaling over 100,000 words.

Ma Jun still planned to stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a while before moving. He read Qian Xu’s writing and found it quite good—well-structured and far more interesting than Lockhart’s works. So he took it to the Daily Prophet office.

After a brief interview with Harry, Ma Jun invested some money, persuading the Daily Prophet to publish a short article first and gauge the response. If it went well, they would sign a long-term contract with him.

Three days later, the Daily Prophet received feedback from wizards, mostly positive about Ma Jun’s travel stories. Many urged them to continue publishing.

After consulting with Ma Jun, they signed a contract to run the stories daily in a fixed section. This made things tough for Qian Xu, who now had to think about flattering people and write nearly ten thousand words every day.

Ma Jun, however, remained relaxed, strolling the streets of London with Harry. Neither of them had been to London before.

In addition, Ma Jun scoured Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley for books on magic and learned many spells, though none were particularly powerful.

Wizard life remained rather traditional; many spells existed only in private circles or the Hogwarts library.

Fortunately, Ma Jun grew familiar with his strength and could wield the spells effortlessly after just a few tries—likely due to his immense mental power.

During his stay at the Leaky Cauldron, with its constant flow of people, Ma Jun made some friends in the Ministry of Magic. Even Professor Quirrell engaged in some pleasant conversations with him.

Whether Voldemort, parasitically inhabiting Quirrell’s body, was actually in control, Ma Jun never inquired.

With the Daily Prophet’s huge daily circulation, Ma Jun’s travelogue was read by many wizards, earning him some fame.

This made it easier for him to make connections.

A few days ago, Ma Jun even sparred with an Auror.

The outcome surprised and pleased him—he had defeated the Auror instantly.

This gave Ma Jun a clearer understanding of his own strength.

Soon, September arrived, and Harry’s school term was about to begin!

The little boy seemed reluctant. In over ten years, he had never been this happy—able to play freely and joyfully without worrying about anyone’s mood.

Early that morning, Ma Jun took Harry to King’s Cross Station by taxi.

They had been there recently during their strolls, so it wasn’t unfamiliar.

Harry insisted on pushing his own luggage as they walked, looking up nervously. “Mr. Ma Jun, are the Hogwarts teachers very strict?”

“They won’t eat you!” Ma Jun smiled gently. “Don’t overthink it. Trust me, you’ll grow to love it there.”

“Mm!” Though still anxious, Harry steadied himself.

Ma Jun thought silently, Of course, you’ll be happy with that old fox Dumbledore there—he’s an expert educator!

…

“Mr. Ma Jun, are you sure you want to just run right through?” Harry asked incredulously, staring at the barrier on the platform.

“Of course!” Ma Jun grinned.

Suddenly, a commotion arose behind them. A middle-aged woman appeared, leading a group of children—two tall twins, a little boy, and a little girl.

Ma Jun immediately recognized them and looked at Harry. “Look, they’re going to Hogwarts too!”

He stepped forward. “Hello, ma’am, sorry to bother you. I’m Ma Jun, and this is my friend Harry. He…”

“Oh, it’s you!” Mrs. Weasley exclaimed joyfully and greeted Ma Jun warmly with a cheek-to-cheek kiss. “I know you! You’re the author of Ma Jun’s travelogue, the one published in the Daily Prophet! Your travels are simply wonderful!”