Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"It seems... makes some sense?" The teenagers accepted his words. In fact, they were also curious about what was in this small cave, but they were reluctant to go in out of intuition.

Hanni got into the cave and let the people behind him enter one after another. Robert looked at the cave and then at the cliff outside the cave, feeling a little confused.

here……

There is no smell of plants.

There was no light in the cave, but it was obvious that this was not the first time for these teenagers to participate in a courage test. Some of them wore flashlights, miner's lamps, and luminous watches, and the weirdest one wore a night vision goggle.

Then as expected, this guy fell into the mud before taking two steps.

The night vision devices of this era...are still...a bit less interesting.

The cave was so small that people couldn't breathe. They were bent over and walked for who knows how long. The group of people were already out of breath from exhaustion.

"We're almost there, just hold on..." Hanni's voice came from far away, "There is a big space right in front."

The teenagers said "Oh" sparsely, without any hint of happiness.

Hanni didn't care and began to explain to everyone how he found the cave.

"I discovered this hole when I was herding sheep," he said. "Speaking of sheep, have you finished writing your observation diary?"

No one paid any attention to him.

Hanni smiled awkwardly, "Well, okay, anyway, my sheep discovered this hole. It got in and refused to get out, so I came in to catch it, and then I found this place."

He twisted uneasily, and then said, "Hey, you guys should say a few words!"

The teenagers rolled their eyes, their voices a bit dull in the cave.

"What are you talking about? The cave is so small, we can't speak at all." Someone said depressedly.

Hanni smiled coquettishly, "It's almost there."

Everyone had no choice but to listen to him and move on.

His mind cooled for a moment, and Robert suddenly came back to his senses. He seemed to be suddenly affected by something.

Frowning, he didn't say anything about it. The space here was small and there was insufficient oxygen. It was easy to panic, and panic was the beginning of all disasters.

After adding a head bubble spell to himself, Robert became more vigilant.

Dark low corridor.

The heavy breathing of his companion.

It seems like it will never reach the end.

The Walking Dead.

Robert's brows tightened, something was wrong, very wrong.

There was something that was affecting his mood.

The impact was silent, just like sitting on the sofa at midnight, popping popcorn and watching Sadako climbing into the dry well. Suddenly someone came to touch me from behind, and I realized that there was a young lady in white with long hair standing behind me. Looking back, it felt like Sadako's body had already crawled out of the TV.

Yeah, the thief is uncomfortable.

Robert scratched his head, and the bubbles formed by the Bubble Curse were kneaded into various shapes under his hands.

Finally, the boy walking in front cheered.

"Ah, it's finally out."

"I thought I would be suffocated to death!"

"Hannie! I can't believe you'll find any interesting places anymore! This place is so uncomfortable!"

Hanni remained silent.

What could he say, it was all his fault anyway.

Behind the passage is a cave that occupies a large area. The flashlights in the children's hands are all portable and cannot illuminate the entire cave.

Nor was their purpose to explore the cave.

It's a test of courage.

After finding a place that looked relatively flat, the children took out their props.

Candle.

Form a circle, light the candles in front of them, everyone tells a ghost story, and then blow out the candles in front of them until the last candle flame disappears.

Let the darkness engulf everyone, and panic attack all the senses. The strong stimulation may make the timid guy pee his pants.

Then they can tease each other about it all day long.

Well, maybe you can laugh at it for the rest of your life.

Robert watched them skillfully take out the candles, thought for a moment, and silently took out the wand.

Seeing his actions, Jisian's whole body felt bad.

"Hey, hey!" a young man said dissatisfiedly, "The candle is the protagonist of the Daring Test! How could you forget the candle! A small wooden stick is not as durable as a candle!"

Others nodded in agreement.

Then……

Robert hit him in the face with a flash bomb.

The tearful boy stammered, "Okay, okay, let's get started."

The boy who had never cried even when his parents hung him up and whipped him was moved to tears by a wooden stick.

So, a group of teenagers started their ghost story convention.

"...Slowly, slowly, the furry figure walked behind him." The boy suddenly turned on the flashlight, and the white face, the bright red tongue, and the upturned eyes scared several teenagers to howl like ghosts. .

Seemingly very satisfied with the effect of his performance, the boy turned off the flashlight and looked at the last two people, "Which one of you will come first?"

Robert was drowsy. Hanni looked at him and said, "Me first?"

So, the boy blew out the candle in front of him and gave the space to Hanni.

Hanni cleared his throat, "As you know, the patron saint of our tribe is the Wolf God."

The teenagers nodded in the darkness and heard Hanni continue, "The Wolf God brings a good harvest and is our most respected god!"

He made an expression of admiration, and the others clapped their hands perfunctorily in encouragement.

Hanni coughed dryly, "Everyone is not very interested, so I'll tell you a secret. You must be interested."

After listening to the surprise all night long, the emotions of the teenagers were easily aroused, and they all looked at him curiously.

"tell me the story!"

"Don't bother us with the fact that you're 12 years old and still wet the bed!"

"12 years old? Praise the Wolf God! This is a new record!"

"My brother stopped wetting the bed when he was 6 years old! Hanni, you are really good at it!"

The black line on Hanni's forehead fell instantly.

Gan! What bastard mentioned bedwetting!

He squinted his eyes, trying to see the bastard in the dark.

However, he was disappointed. His eyes had not evolved the ability to see through the night. The dejected Hanni could only suppress his resentment and continue telling his "ghost story" in a low mood.

"It is said that the wolf god at that time defeated the evil existence hovering over the Indian tribes, rescued the Apaches from his hands, and gave them a good harvest." Hanni's emotions affected his narration, and the whole story was told dryly. , as if reciting the text, "Crops grew in the fields, bison were tamed by the Indians, and there were stags with delicious meat..."

He opened his mouth and scratched his head, "Um, I don't remember the rest."

There were boos everywhere, and the teenagers vented their dissatisfaction mercilessly.

"What is an evil existence?" Robert interrupted their booing, "No one in the tribe seems to have mentioned it before. I'm a little curious about this."