a special dream

I'm part of a team of anthropologists, but I'm a witch, and the team is leaving for a tribe called Snita.

We first took a train that had to sit upright and not lean on other people's shoulders on the way. The center of the ceiling of each compartment was a space capsule. I asked the crew member what it was used for, and the crew member said, "That's a sleeper, wait for our next study. With a little more money, you can sit.”

Then we took a bus, and I sat in the passenger seat. The long branches and leaves from the ginkgo trees on both sides kept hitting the big glass in front of me. This scene made me feel very good.

After walking a few big downhills, we got off the car and took the boat. The boat was like a huge flat skateboard that could float on the sea, like a hard flying carpet. We sat cross-legged on it, and the boat was ten centimeters above the water. Glide around, there are many beautiful dolphins in the distance, we fly over to see, and when they all come back under the water, we go ashore.

One person died during the fieldwork.

We lived in tall, narrow buildings, and at night, a few terrified locals came and wanted to live with us. They had just come in, and the dead were temporarily placed in a room for storage and resurrected.

Outside, the sound of fireworks erupted, and a group of unknown creatures declared war on us.

I took out my wand and flew downstairs from the window, and saw the greatest witch of the last century, the Lawrence witch in a black robe and a pointed hat, was with them. I knew I couldn't beat it, so I flew upstairs and took my sister (the image of Freya in the witch of the East District) to escape to our family's secret stronghold. They came after me, and I was very scared. That's when my brain told me it was a dream and you can do whatever you want, so I Apparate with her.

There is a secret in my family that if there is a situation that cannot be solved and the whole world will be destroyed, you can go back to the log cabin built on the roof at home, and there is a solution. Our family's log house is built on a medieval-style island separate from the entire mainland, and non-family blood cannot access the island. My sister and I arrived at the wooden house successfully, and saw my mother who was dead. We opened the door. There was a golden palm print on the wooden table in the middle of the house. I anxiously put my hand on it as tightly as possible without making any sound, but I seemed to understand. The crisis is over.

Only then did I notice that there was a small window in the room. I leaned out and an Eastern European man called my name downstairs. I was very puzzled, and when I turned around, he was already in the room. He said "You can't go back to that world", "Didn't you see what was written on that desk? That's the price to pay for solving the problem, you can never use magic!" I grabbed his left hand angrily. Collar, wand in right hand trying the simplest spell, "Wingardim Leviosa", that was the spell I learned in my first spell class, nothing happened, I sat on the ground slumped, man Take the opportunity to escape.

If I knew that the price of saving the world was not being able to use magic anymore, I would never save this broken world. My sister and I went incognito to a restaurant on the island, hoping that someday magic would come back to me.

The proprietress of the restaurant seems to know some secret... (I woke up