Rebirth of the Harry Potter

1969.

In an ordinary house in Japan.

A middle-aged man is biting a pencil, thinking hard.

His name is Fujiko F. Fujio, and he is an ordinary manga artist.

Today is the deadline, but he hasn't finished his draft yet.

Just when he was a little irritable.

A small tabby cat suddenly broke into his home.

Fujio had never seen such a spiritual cat, it just stood there, staring at Fujio with clean eyes, not afraid of him.

Fujio couldn't help playing with the kitten. He teased and tickled the kitten.

I even forgot about work for a while.

The whole body is relaxed, all the pressure in my heart is forgotten, and I am immersed in the pleasure of stroking the cat wholeheartedly.

The ancients said: It's cool to pet a cat for a while, but it's always cool to pet a cat all the time.

There is also an ancient saying: As long as I masturbate fast enough, my troubles will not catch up with me.

Fujio suddenly found a small pocket hanging around the kitten's neck.

Maybe it's a cat tag with its name and address on it. Fujio thought so.

So he removed the pouch and reached for its contents.

The little cat on the ground was completely attracted by a cat teasing stick in Fujio's house, his IQ became zero, and he didn't resist Fujio at all.

Fujio took out an object and leaned back in fright.

He originally thought that he should take out a small wooden sign, but instead he took out a door, a two-meter-high door.

He had never seen the wooden door before, with intricate patterns carved on it, this door was like a work of art.

Around the door frame was printed words that he couldn't understand, which were somewhat similar to Latin.

He felt that he was dreaming, otherwise how could such an unrealistic thing happen.

Fujio continued to dig out, and took out another blanket several meters long. He spread it out and found that the blanket was floating.

Fujio believed that he was dreaming, but he became curious and wanted to see what else could be taken out of this pocket.

So he digs, digs, digs, digs...

Soon, the whole room was filled with miscellaneous and strange things, and there was no place to stand.

Fujio's head was dizzy, he had to give up and continue to do this, otherwise he really couldn't stand up.

He looked at the door standing in the middle of the room, and wanted to open it in a strange way.

He laughed at his own thoughts in his heart, isn't this just a door frame, and opening it means seeing other things blocked by the wooden door.

But he couldn't help but put his hand on the doorknob.

He twisted slowly...

squeak...

The door opened.

Fujio stared at the scene inside, and the door was not what he thought, but another world.

Inside was a house, as dark as a basement.

A strange man, wearing a black robe, wearing a pointed hat, holding a very long chopsticks in his hand, was muttering to the bottles and cans in front of him, waving the chopsticks from time to time.

The chopsticks emitted a little light and fell into the Erlenmeyer flask, test tube, and flask.

The person inside noticed that someone was looking at him again and turned his head.

The two pairs of eyes met.

The man in the black robe seemed more shocked than Fujio.

He said, "How did you get into my house?"

It's just that he was distracted, like a bottle in a chemical experiment, with a pop,

A puff of red smoke came out and failed.

The man in the black robe was a little annoyed, but he was used to it.

Fujio was even more annoyed: "This is my dream, how did you break in."

The man in the black robe saw the kitten rolling around behind Fujio, so he understood.

Without saying a word, he walked towards Fujio and stepped out of the door.

Fujio was taken aback, and at the same time wondered why he hadn't been woken up yet, this dream was so real and weird.

The man in the black robe grabbed the kitten, but the kitten was obedient and didn't dare to move, it knew it had made a mistake.

The man in the black robe knocked the little cat on the head, and muttered, "I let you run around in the Muggle world. If the Ministry of Magic finds out about this, it's time to trouble me again."

Buer became bolder and bolder: "Who are you?"

The man in the black robe held the chopstick in his hand and waved at the things in the room, all of them floated up.

Whoosh whoosh...

Fly into that pocket on the cat's neck.

The room became spacious again.

Fujio was terrified by the scene in front of him.

The man in the black robe said, "I'm a magician. Anyway, if I tell you, you'll forget it in a while."

What will be forgotten?

Fujio didn't know what he meant by this sentence, and was about to ask in detail.

I saw the man in black robe pointing at him with chopsticks.

"Forget the dream!"

A blue light flashed.

Fujio fell to the ground.

After checking that nothing was missing, the man in the black robe finally stuffed the door into his pocket.

"Apparition."

"Crack." There was a crackling sound.

Everything is back to normal.

...

Sunset on the west hills.

The golden light sprinkled on Fujio, and he opened his eyes blankly.

He thought of something, jumped up suddenly, and looked around.

"call……"

Sure enough, there is no mess.

It was indeed a dream.

Fujio patted his head: "I actually dreamed of a cat with a pocket on its body from which everything can be taken out. It's really strange..."

Fujio looked at the beautiful sunset and smiled slightly.

Then……

"what!!!!!"

"It's already evening!!!"

"I haven't submitted the manuscript yet!!!"

...

At night, Fujio dragged his sore arm, and finally handed over the manuscript to the god damn editor.

The dream about the cat came back to mind.

Fujio's eyes were hazy, and an idea became clear in his mind.

When he came back to his senses, he found that on his drawing paper, there was already an image of a blue fat man with a very wanton smile.

There is a big pocket on the belly.

Fujio had a flash of inspiration.

A series of brand new stories took shape.

"Just call you..." He wrote heavily on the paper.

"Doraemon!"

...