Chapter 143 The Necessary Technique for Traveling

Early in the morning, Ye Yu jumped up from the bed, opened the window and breathed in a breath of fresh air, and was instantly refreshed.

"System, start stealing!"

A brilliant light circle appeared, and Ye Yu immediately stretched out his right hand.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, in the headmaster's room.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore sat on the soft sheepskin reclining, a pair of delicate tortoiseshell glasses framed on the high bridge of the nose.

The old hand held a quill and was writing on the pale yellow parchment.

Swish swish!

A series of beautiful flowery English appeared on the parchment. After a long time, Principal Dumbledore put down the quill, took a breath, and blew the ink on the parchment.

"Professor McGonagall!"

Dumbledore shouted, and a tall, slightly thin old woman entered outside the headmaster's room.

"Headmaster, has Harry Potter's invitation letter been written yet?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore who put the parchment in the envelope and asked aloud.

Dumbledore nodded and handed the envelope to McGonagall, "Send this invitation letter, our Potter should also be in the grade of school."

Professor McGonagall took the envelope, turned and walked out.

Over the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, an owl messenger flapped its wings and flew away into the distance.

Suddenly, a brilliant aperture appeared in mid-air, a right hand stretched out, pinched the envelope in the owl's claws, and retracted the aperture.

The owl messenger circled a few times in the air, swayed his empty claws in doubt, turned and flew back to Hogwarts School of Magic.

Albus Dumbledore sent Professor McGonagall away. He was sitting in a chair and closed his eyes in contemplation, when he was suddenly awakened by Professor McGonagall who walked in through the door.

"What's the matter, Professor McGonagall?"

"Headmaster, you'd better write another invitation letter, the one just now is lost." Professor McGonagall stood at Dumbledore's desk and said expressionlessly.

"Lost?" Dumbledore asked suspiciously, then picked up a pen and wrote again.

Ye Yu held an envelope in his right hand and retracted it from the aperture.

"System, what is this?" Ye Yu looked at the envelope in his hand and asked the system.

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for successfully stealing, and increase the avenue value by 80 points."

"Dip! Congratulations to the host for stealing the admission invitation letter to Hogwarts College, do you extract spirituality?"

"extract!"

hum!

An invisible ripple spread from the envelope in Ye Yu's hand, covering Ye Yu.

"Dip! Congrats to the host for getting the talent and changing the shape!"

"Transformation: With Repositioning, you finally don't have to squeeze the train!"

Seeing this newly acquired talent, Ye Yu laughed happily, this is simply a must-have technique for traveling!

Then try it?

Today happened to be the opening day of the auction. With the destination in mind, Ye Yu turned around quickly.

Snapped!

After a crisp sound, Ye Yu disappeared.

Outside the top auction door, Zhao Hao hugged Li Xiaqing's waist and was waiting for the start of the auction with disdain.

"I said Qian Youwei. Today is the day when your peak auction resumes. Has your boss come yet?"

Today Zhao Hao came early on purpose, because Zhao Hao wanted to mock Ye Yu and Qian Youwei severely.

From Zhao Hao's point of view, the top auction items are just joking. What are these things?

A few odd-looking gold coins?

A fist-sized fake pearl?

A messed up guest engraved by someone?

A crappy book that no one wants?

There's even a piece of grass!

The most valuable thing seems to be a wine glass.

With these things, Zhao Hao believes that no one will come to participate in this auction.

So Zhao Hao came early to see Ye Yu and Qian Youwei's desperate faces.