Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"No, dad thinks there is no place safer than Hogwarts. He also asked me if there are any long-term part-time jobs in the school. He wants to move here with mom and work for a while until Dumbledore solves the problem. Voldemort." Cedric took a bite of the cake in front of him, and was completely defeated by the pain, entanglement, and despair contained in it. "Merlin's beard, did the house elves break all the sugar bowls this morning? This thing Can you eat it?”

As he spoke, he threw away the cake in his hand and reached for the dough aside.

"That one is very sour." Stebbins said with a look on his face, "It's almost like swallowing sixty sour popping candies in one go."

Cedric immediately retracted his hand with a strange expression, "Actually, I'm more interested in why you swallowed sixty sour popping candies in one go... Please start your story..."

Summers raised a hand, "I know, he made a bet with Selina, whoever loses will swallow sixty popping candies in one go, and then kiss the other person..."

Stebbins jumped up immediately, "How do you know!"

Summers shrugged and continued to suck.

"Speaking of which... Fawcett's house is not far from our home." Cedric showed a meaningful smile, "Would you consider moving to Devon? The village of Ottery St. Catchpole is your whole life. The best and unforgettable hideaway. Muggles and wizards gather here, and everyone is very welcoming. Don’t worry that the Muggles will treat you as a weirdo, because many people in the village live in the mountains.”

"Think about it, don't you want to be with the woman you love, get up early and see the green mountains, the clouds at noon, the sunset at dusk, and the starry sky at night?" Cedric gave a thumbs up, showing six bright white teeth, " Ottery St. Catchpole Village fulfills all your fantasies!”

Stebbins' expression was somewhat moved, and Summers' eyes widened, looking eager to try.

Robert was stunned, Said, you have changed. Don’t you rely on your appearance to make a living? Why are you so skilled at selling houses?

How much benefits did the village chief give you? !

There seemed to be a scene in front of me of an old man with a white beard looking up to the sky and laughing. The roar of laughter surrounded his ears, and the lingering sound lingered for three days.

Robert shook his head quickly and removed this magical scene from his mind. He could no longer think about it. If he continued to think about it, he would want to buy real estate!

There is obviously a big house that no one lives in!

After finally finishing a strange-tasting breakfast, the little wizards began their heavy schoolwork again.

In order to stop these little ones from thinking, the professors racked their brains and gave them countless homework. All the little wizards were so dizzy by the homework that they had no other ideas at all.

Compared with them, the fifth graders were almost sealed in the library and couldn't get out. Even though Mrs. Pince looked at them with murderous eyes and told them to get out and not disturb her date, the little wizards still had thicker and thicker hair. , shamelessly, with a tragic aura, took away books from Mrs. Pingsi, writing those after-school assignments that took who knows how many years to complete.

It felt like my hands were no longer my own.

Even Robert felt that he might have returned to the second half of his senior year in high school and that his whole body was in bad shape. But when he saw a look of despair on his face, holding Cedric who was about to rush to the training ground before finishing his homework, I feel refreshed again, and having twice as much homework after class is just a small problem.

"Have you ever felt that Seder seems a little weak recently..." Stebbins asked in a low voice on another day when Seder was away, "I saw his legs were shaking yesterday."

Summers also whispered, "I noticed it too, and his face is pale, his eye sockets are sunken, his eye circles are dark, and he is listless."

...your description sounds a bit familiar.

While they were talking, Harold and Devin appeared out of nowhere. The two people who like to do potion research said righteously that they had come up with a formula for an energy potion.

"We did some experiments on mice." Harold, who was wearing glasses, took out a mouse cage from under the table and placed it on the dining table with a bang. "Look, gentlemen, this is the mouse that took the drug." The little rat who took the energy potion!"

The little badgers' eyes fell on the shiny big mouse, with many doubts in their eyes.

Devin, who was wearing another pair of glasses, pushed up his glasses and said as a researcher, "According to our observations, this is just an ordinary mouse. It should not be an Animagus or anything else pretending to be one."

"???" Robert wondered, "Okay, this is indeed necessary to test, so what's next."

Harold raised his chin, "We poured a whole potion into it, and that's what happened."

The little badgers' eyes fell on the big mouse again.

I don't know if he felt the burning gaze of the little wizards, but the big mouse jumped up and down in the cage, and the cage was still a bit small for its size. No matter which direction it attacked, it would always hit the iron cage. , but the strength of the iron cage exceeded everyone's imagination, and there was no sign of damage.

The big rat in the cage had its head bruised and bloody, but it showed no signs of stopping and kept jumping around in the cage, spilling blood all over the floor.

It seems that there is indeed some energy?

The little wizards all stayed away from the bloody place, showing expressions of disgust.

Harold and Devon quickly took out their wands and put the big mouse into a deep sleep. They were both a little embarrassed. This was no longer energetic, but... grumpy, right?

After cleaning up the scene, the two men put a black curtain on the big mouse, sat down dejectedly and continued to eat.

"You must have added too much fire dragon blood, or it may not be pure enough." Robert comforted, "Go back and try again. Maybe it will succeed?"

The two of them got excited again, "That's right! There must be something wrong with our methods!"

"Go back and continue the experiment!"

After saying that, the two ran away, leaving the little badgers looking at each other.

"Ha~ I knew you couldn't count on the magic potion!" The huge wine bottle was thrown on the dining table, and Lawrence appeared among the little wizards with a belch, exuding the smell of a hangover.

Robert, "..." Although it's dark, isn't it a little too early to start drinking at this time?

No, students shouldn’t drink! Lawrence, you are going too far!

"Actually, potions are very effective in most cases." Summers defended a little, "As long as our potions are drinkable..."

Lawrence grinned, "So, if potions don't work, why not try medicinal wine?"

Little badger, "???"

Robert, "Pfft."

I have a very bad feeling.