Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

By the time Stebbins woke up, dinner was almost ready.

The little wizards also returned to the court.

Robert didn't dare to go back to the dormitory, and Stebbins was still a little confused, sitting on the edge of the bed thinking about life.

Why is my jar a stink bomb?

Don't I have the talent to open jars...ah, no, to be a curse-breaker?

However, reality did not allow them to continue fishing. Not long after, a strong and suffocating odor swept through the entire underground, spread towards the first floor, crossed the second floor in a blink of an eye, and went straight to the third floor.

Madam Pomfrey, who came over with instruments, was confused, "Who... put a stink bomb in the castle?"

Hearing this, Stebbins trembled and shrank his neck.

Robert looked at him with sympathy beyond words.

"Damn it! Who threw a stink bomb in the dormitory?!"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

"Ah! Charon! Do you want to take me across the river of the underworld?"

"Grandma! Grandma! Don't leave me!"

"Holy light! That's holy light!"

The noise came, and Robert showed an awkward but polite smile.

You guys have so much fun. Last semester, Professor Lockhart’s class was completely ruined, right?

Gritting his teeth, Robert made a vicious mental note to this group of drama queens. When he looked up, he saw Madam Pomfrey's meaningful expression.

Then he was mercilessly kicked out of the campus hospital. He stood in the corridor in despair, looking at the little wizards who ran up to him, foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground. He was mentally drafting how to report this matter to his hospital. Grow up.

I feel like I'll be beaten to death.

Finally, together with the prefects of other colleges, we used the prefect's authority to drive the little wizards out and let them stay outside the castle.

Along the way, Robert picked out round little heads from beside the windows, behind stone pillars, under the stairs, on the ceiling, in toilet cubicles, under the sink and so on.

The mentality of several prefects almost exploded!

Are freshmen so naughty at the beginning of school? !

Aren’t we going to piss them off to death in the next year? !

The prefects all had a headache.

But then they thought about it. After all, in the seventh grade, they no longer need to take care of these little guys. There will naturally be other fifth-grade prefects to deal with them.

Driving all the little wizards out of the castle, Robert had already dealt with the source, but the stench was fermenting in the room at first, but after he opened the door and carried Stebbins out, the stench It moved to the entire Hufflepuff common room.

Then when get out of class was over, the smell spread throughout the castle as the door to the lounge opened.

It was quite a magical smell. Robert felt that he could smell it even when he was standing outside the castle. After looking carefully, it turned out that the smell was all on his clothes and body.

If I had known better, I should have dealt with the smell when the jar was opened.

Robert was helpless. He thought that the source was gone and the stench would be gone no matter what, right?

Who knew it would last?

The stinky castle alerted Principal Dumbledore. He immediately recognized that it was a pet kept by ancient wizards. It had no fixed shape and was just a smell that was very diffusive.

With great difficulty, I collected all the stench, put it into a small glass bottle, and was taken away by the principal.

The air in the castle was cleared.

After the house elves worked desperately to clean and disinfect, the stench beneath the castle was finally cleared away.

The little wizards expressed curiosity about this timid creature, and many people knew that there was a group of house elves under Hogwarts Castle.

Then……

The nightmare is coming.

Early in the morning, Hermione excitedly started handing out things while holding a bamboo basket, "Everyone has a share!"

"S-p-e-w." Ron looked at the badge in his hand with a disgusted look on his face, "Hermione, what do you mean! I just came back to school today and you're going to make me vomit?"

Hermione curled her lips and argued dissatisfiedly, "That's not vomiting! It's the House Elf Rights Promotion Association! It's to help house elves..."

"It's just vomiting!" Ron scratched his neck and breathed heavily through his nostrils, "You look down on me, right? You think I'm just a disgusting, stupid, useless fool, right? Then you can stop coming to school. !Don’t come to the Burrow!”

The auditorium fell silent.

Draco Malfoy lowered his voice and told his followers, "Look, Harry Potter's followers have something to say again."

Pansy burst into laughter. She had never liked Hermione very much. She was so happy when she found out that Hermione was embarrassed!

Hermione stared at him, her expression a little aggrieved and a little unbelievable.

Hearing his roar, the twins who were eating at the Hufflepuff table turned around, looked at each other, and jumped to Hermione's side.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fred shouted angrily with his hands on his hips, "Of course Hermione likes the Burrow. She will come to the Burrow no matter now or in the future!"

George nodded, "We'd all welcome Hermione to our home, wouldn't we, Percy?"

Percy glanced at Ron, "Isn't Hermione our good friend? Let alone going to our house to play, there is no problem in living at home all the time."

Ginny nodded, "Yes, Hermione knows a lot of things. I like Hermione the most!"

Harry's eyes widened and he looked at Ginny, his little head filled with questions.

Robert took a badge with a piece of ginger cat hair on it...

...Crookshanks was actually willing to give up his nest!

"I don't care! She's not allowed to come to the Burrow!" Ron shouted angrily, "She's not a relative of our family!"

Harry raised his hand weakly, "Actually, I'm not..."

Robert nodded in approval, "Me neither! I think I found our Leslie family's old house. Are you interested in having a party at my place on Christmas? There's a spruce forest!"

The shape of spruce is more beautiful, and the layers are thicker, which is very consistent with the temperament of a Christmas tree.

The twins looked at each other and said, "Of course! I want to chop down a Christmas tree with my own hands!"

Robert then remembered that his original plan was to go to Norway to see the snow on Christmas Day.

Going forward, it seems that you are planning to go to France for vacation?

Looking forward, it seems that you still want to go to Greece?

It seems that you have also thought about climbing Mount Everest?

Okay, people are really greedy. If they want to travel, they want to go anywhere.

However, even traveling to the most beautiful and fairy-tale places in the world is not as good as traveling with friends, so Robert's plans have various titles in his notebook, but unfortunately none of them have been carried out yet, which is a pity.

Once the topic is abducted, it is like a wild horse that can't be pulled back.

Several people tried their best to say wisecracks, hoping to make Hermione feel better. Unfortunately, Ron's words were really hurtful!