Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

After some "friendly" exchanges, the old priest and the chief finally reluctantly agreed to Robert's conditions.

There is simply no way to communicate with the naughty kid!

"Remember, he must come back for a period of time every year." The old priest gave various warnings worriedly, "If he does not come back for more than a year, something serious will happen."

Robert nodded obediently, "If force majeure occurs, we will also notify you."

"No, force majeure?" The old priest looked stunned.

"For example, caught by the police, caught by the FBI, caught by a research institution, caught by a dark wizard..." Robert said while counting with his fingers.

The old priest's face was expressionless.

"Ah, yes, there is also this, compulsory military service." Robert shrugged, "This is truly force majeure."

"There is no compulsory military service in the United States." The old priest said quickly, and immediately had a good idea. He turned his head to the head of the family who was watching the show, "Cliff, don't you own property in the corrupt country?"

Cliff didn't expect that the topic would come to him again, and looked at the old priest with a puzzled look on his face, "Yes, I did some business with a few friends, what's wrong?"

"Look, how tiring it is to work outside." The old priest said with a serious face, "Come back and inherit the tribe's assets."

White family: "..."

Of course Robert wouldn't listen to him. He still wanted to hang out at Hogwarts in the future. No matter how good Ilvermorny was, it couldn't compare to Hogwarts.

But this also reminded Robert that if Voldemort's return was too loud, it would be a good choice to let Cliff and Elsa hide in the United States for a few years.

In the end, Little Rhett's future itinerary was basically determined, and he would be happy to live a life without holidays from now on, right?

The sleeping wolf cub shuddered, feeling that he was in danger.

The White family began their vacation life in the reservation. After getting up every morning, they went out hunting with the tribal men and women. Of course, when they came back, they brought nothing back except a lot of photos.

"It's not the hunting season yet." The high priest blew his beard and glared, reprimanding the young people in the tribe who were about to move. "Even if you encounter prey, if you dare to knock them down with weapons, the animal protection organization will dare to shoot you." Ticket!"

"What if we picked up the carcass of a dead animal?" A little clever guy started to think about it, "What if we happened to pick up a freshly dead bison?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, like, is this possible?

"Oh, then you are really lucky." The high priest's face was expressionless. The little clever guy thought that he was going to be praised, so he heard the high priest say, "Not only do you have to pay a fine, but you may also have to pay a large amount of autopsy reports. Fei, if you are lucky, you will go home that day, but if you are unlucky, you will have a wonderful night with the Sheriff. By the way, the current husband of the Chief’s 24th lover seems to have just become the Sheriff recently..."

Everyone: "..."

No matter how colorful the tribal life is, Robert's summer homework was finally completed due to his unremitting efforts.

To say how difficult summer homework is, it’s not necessarily true. The main reason is that when you are doing homework, your friends are playing. When they stop playing, you have to start wondering when they will come out to play, or After you finish your homework, can you play with them?

Then you will happily find that you can’t finish today’s homework.

...I might as well throw away my homework and go out to play.

Send a letter to the twins and happily tell them that you are finally liberated!

Robert fell asleep.

However, as if he was joking, as soon as he closed his eyes, a low-pitched call came from outside the tent, "Robert, are you asleep?"

Robert: "..." Who are you?

In the entire tribe, there are only a few people who can play with Robert. His physical fitness is better than them, and he can easily knock down his peers. For this kind of person, except for the hot-blooded young man, it is estimated that Not many people want to make friends.

Therefore, Robert really didn't know who the person calling him outside was.

Sitting up with a confused look on his face, he began to match the voices and people outside in his mind, when he heard Cliff's voice, "It's a courage test."

"...What?" Robert's eyelids twitched when he heard a rather neon term, feeling that his ears were probably broken.

Cliff's malicious laughter was particularly obvious in the dark night. "It is the favorite activity of children. We all make an appointment to tell ghost stories in the cemetery late at night. Those who run away early are cowards."

Robert's eyes were twitching wildly, "Hey, there are indeed ghosts in the cemetery and so on."

Cliff nodded matter-of-factly, "We all know, we just want to experience the unique skills of the ghosts."

The special skills of ghosts?

Create an illusion?

Robert suddenly became interested. If this was the case, then he really wanted to know how skilled the Indian ghosts were, which could enrich his experience in dealing with evil spirits.

After all, the ghosts at Hogwarts are quite friendly and a bit reluctant to do anything.

Except, of course, Peeves.

"I discovered a cave before and didn't tell anyone." The leader said, "If the location you proposed was not too boring, I would not have brought you here."

Everyone cheered expressionlessly.

Leader: "..." It's so perfunctory.

Arizona is full of sand and canyons, and even in places with abundant water and grass, the night wind is still dry.

Including Robert, there were a total of seven and a half young men. Taking advantage of the dark night, they came to the red hillside. They advanced a little along the gentle slope that was not steep. Further on, a cliff appeared.

"That's a really good number." Robert thought to himself, "It just tells everyone that something is going to happen tonight."

The cave that the guide mentioned is on the other side of the cliff.

Only a dark shadow could be seen in the dark night.

There was a wind blowing from under the cliff, and the hair of the teenagers seemed to have been forced into a hair curling machine and steamed. Although the afro hairstyle did not match the night, it might fit in with the upcoming trip.

The cliff is only about half a meter wide, and you can jump over it with a little effort. When they get outside the cave entrance, a group of people are in trouble.

"Those in front, move quickly!" This is the person at the end of the team shouting, "Don't block the door, it's very narrow in the back!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, Hanni, what kind of cave are you looking for! You can't get in at all!" This is the person walking in front complaining, "Why don't we go back, it's too crowded here!"

Before the promised test of courage had even begun, there was a trend of a collective strike.

"No, no, no, no." Hanni poked his head out of the cave, "It's quite big inside, but the entrance is a bit small, otherwise this cave would have been discovered long ago, wouldn't it?"