"Today's actions were a bit risky, but now it seems everything was worth it."
After Scrimgeour and Tonks, along with a few Aurors, finished processing the scene and left, George lay on the Dark Wizard's comfortable large bed in the bedroom, unable to help but sigh with emotion.
Not to mention the Old Wizard's savings accumulated over half his life in Gringotts, just this Potion shop and the Potions and herbs inside are a considerable fortune.
Perhaps these are nothing compared to the truly wealthy in the Wizarding World, but for a young Wizard, they are entirely sufficient.
It's like an adult owning a million in assets, which might not be worth showing off much, but if a child just starting junior high has a million in pocket money, that can absolutely outshine most students across the country.
With this large sum of money, many things will be easier to handle.
He actually considered, for safety, whether to sell this Potion shop after inheriting the estate and move into the Leaky Cauldron.
But then he thought better of it.
Because in the future, he would definitely need such a private place to research some magic that couldn't be discovered.
Moreover, this Potion shop might have many uses in the future; selling it is easy, but buying it back would be difficult.
"This child's body looks really thin; he needs to eat more and supplement himself in the future."
Sitting up, George walked around the bedroom, then came to the mirror in the bedroom and carefully examined his body in this World.
Since waking up, he had been planning how to reasonably kill the Old Wizard, so he hadn't properly looked at this body.
Golden hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and facial features that looked quite good, but due to long-term malnutrition and suffering, the body was relatively thin.
However, this was not a big problem; with good care, he could recover.
"Fortunately, my inner self isn't that weak."
George bent his legs and jumped with force, effortlessly leaping over three meters high and reaching the ceiling with his hand.
This wasn't because he was a Wizard, so he had such powerful jumping ability; a Wizard's body is indeed different from ordinary people, possessing superior resistance to impact and recovery abilities.
But in terms of strength, unless there's a special bloodline like Hagrid's, there's no difference from a normal Muggle.
The reason George was so special was that his current body not only possessed the Mutant abilities of his Marvel Universe body, but also inherited its physical strength.
In other words, his current strength is the sum of the strength of Dora's eleven-year-old body plus the strength of the eighteen-year-old artificial Mutant 757's body.
Although the artificial Mutant 757's abilities didn't enhance physical strength like Beast or Wolverine, it was still a normal eighteen-year-old adult body.
In addition, over the past three months in the Marvel Universe, he not only underwent ability training but also physical and close-combat training, making his physical fitness significantly stronger than a normal eighteen-year-old youth.
If expressed in approximate data, if Dora's body strength was 50 jin per punch and 757's body strength was 200 jin per punch, then now Dora's and 757's strengths are both 250 jin.
For 757, an additional 50 jin isn't very noticeable, but for Dora, an additional 200 jin of strength makes a huge difference.
Especially since Dora's current body is very light, only 50 jin in weight; suddenly gaining the full-scale boost from 757's body made it even more obvious, with a light leap covering three meters.
His body's agility was even comparable to that of a feline.
"Among kids, I'm considered a super kid."
After a rough check of his body, George began a thorough search of the Old Wizard's bedroom.
He wanted to see if he could find any forbidden Dark Arts books or notes on Dark Arts research hidden by the Old Wizard, so he could learn some powerful Dark Arts in advance.
However, the result disappointed him; he didn't find any special magic books, only normal magic books that could be bought in a bookstore.
Actually, it made sense; shops in Knockturn Alley were subject to monthly routine inspections, so even if there were any, the Old Wizard wouldn't dare to openly hide them at home.
"Forget it, let this body rest first; it's been a long day."
Finding nothing useful, George simply washed up and lay on the Old Wizard's luxurious large bed, allowing this body to enter sleep mode.
Meanwhile, he shifted his main focus back to his main body in Marvel.
In Marvel, it was already daytime, and time for daily training again.
"It should be soon; it seems I need to quickly learn a few useful spells!"
After morning training, George ate his lunch expressionlessly, his eyes subtly observing the Mutant children gathered together.
When he passed through the hallway earlier, he saw a Nurse being severely reprimanded by the supervisor here.
The reason seemed to be that the Nurse had specially prepared a cake, wanting to collectively celebrate the birthdays of the Mutant children who had never had one before.
If he remembered correctly, shortly after this incident, the Nurse had a sudden realization and led the Mutant children in a mass escape.
In the afternoon, training continued as usual, and after his main body fell asleep at night, his consciousness once again shifted to the Harry Potter World.
It was morning there.
Getting up and tidying himself, he made a hearty breakfast, took out The Daily Prophet delivered by owl to the door, and George enjoyed his breakfast while reading the newspaper the Old Wizard had subscribed to.
The food at the Base was very nutritious, but the taste, well, it really wasn't to his liking.
And here, when the Dark Wizard was still alive, Dora could barely eat enough, let alone worry about the taste.
"Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart, internationally renowned personality and author, recipient of the Order of Merlin, Third Class, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, and five-time winner of The Daily Prophet's Most Charming Smile Award,
will be signing copies of his autobiography, 'Magical Me,' at Flourish and Blotts on August 21st, from 12:30 PM to 4:30 PM."
Looking at the flashy male Wizard dressed in forget-me-not blue robes in The Daily Prophet, George couldn't help but sigh.
"If only I had come a year earlier, at least I could have been in the same year as the Golden Trio, and maybe even been sorted into the same house and dormitory."
That's right, it wasn't 1991 now, but the second year of Harry Potter's enrollment at Hogwarts; he would enroll a year later than Harry Potter.
Emotionally, out of his fondness for Harry Potter from his previous life, he naturally had a special liking for the three youngsters, and it would certainly be interesting to be sorted into the same house and learn magic together.
Rationally, he personally felt there was no need to stay away from the trio for safety.
Although these three little rascals were very prone to causing trouble, with Dumbledore at Hogwarts during this period, there would generally be no problems.
Those seemingly dangerous incidents were actually all under Dumbledore's control.
Occasionally, he could even use the trio to lower Dumbledore's guard against him, allowing him more access to the Restricted Section of the library.
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