In the morning, Ye Yu jumped up from the bed, opened the window and took a breath of fresh air.

"System, start stealing!"

A gorgeous aperture emerged, and Ye Yu immediately stretched in his right hand.

Hogwarts School of Magic, principal's room.

Principal Albus Dumbledore sat leaning on the soft sheepskin, and a pair of delicate spectacles framed his tall nose.

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

Huh!

A series of beautiful flower body English appeared on the parchment paper. After a long time, the principal Dumbledore put down the quill, took a breath, and dried the ink on the parchment paper.

"Professor McGonagall!"

With a shout, Dumbledore walked outside the headmaster's room into a tall, slightly thin old woman.

"Principal, has Harry Potter's invitation been written?"

Professor McGonagall asked, looking at Dumbledore who had parchment in the envelope.

Dumbledore nodded and handed the envelope to McGonagall. "Send this invitation, and it's time for our potter to go to school."

Professor McGonagall took the envelope and turned out.

Over Hogwarts School of Magic, an owl messenger fluttered its wings and flew away.

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

The owl messenger circled a few times in midair, shaking an empty claw in confusion, turned around and flew back to Hogwarts School of Magic.

Albus Dumbledore sent away Professor McGonagall, sitting in a chair with his eyes closed for meditation, and was suddenly awakened by Professor McGonagall who came in by pushing the door.

"What's wrong, Professor McGonagall?"

"Principal, you'd better write another invitation, the one just lost." Professor McGonagall said blankly at Dumbledore's table.

"Lost?" Dumbledore asked, puzzled, then picked up the pen and wrote another.

···

Ye Yu squeezed 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.

"Dripping! Congratulations to the host for the successful stealing, increasing the avenue value by 80 points."

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for stealing Hogwarts College invitations. Is it spiritual?"

"extract!"

Hum!

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

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for his talent, change shape!"

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

Looking at this newly acquired talent, Ye Yu smiled happily, this is simply the necessary technique for traveling!

Then try it?

Today is the day when the auction will begin. Ye Yu thought of the destination in her heart, and stood there quickly and turned around.

Snapped!

After a crisp sound, Ye Yu had disappeared.

Outside the summit auction, Zhao Hao grabbed Li Xiaqing's waist and was waiting disdainfully for the auction to begin.

"I say money is promising. Today is the day when your peak auction reopens. Is your boss still here?"

Today, Zhao Hao came here deliberately because Zhao Hao wanted to ridicule Ye Yu and Qian Youwei.

In Zhao Hao's view, the peak auction is just a joke. What are these things?

A few odd-looking gold coins?

A fist-sized fake pearl?

A messy guest carved by someone?

A broken book that no one wants?

There is even a broken grass!

It looks like the most valuable thing is a wine glass.

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

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