Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

In the beverage store.

There was plenty of heating, but there were very few guests.

When most of the people in the whole town have a cold, if you don't want to catch a cold, the best way is to stay at home.

Well, except for those who don’t have money to pay the electricity bill.

The three of Robert and the others are the largest group. There is only one person sitting at the other tables. However, the whole store mainly has single tables. If you want to share a table, it is also possible. There is a table under the counter. Neat little chairs.

The saleswoman was holding her chin with one hand, leaning against the counter and dozing off. Although it was a bit inhumane, people with high body temperature were indeed blocked from the door, so although there were several people wearing masks, they couldn't stay coughed, but others were not too impatient.

The only people wandering around outside today, except for those backpackers, are the local poor people who cannot afford to blame. If they don’t stay in a place that provides free heating, they may be sent to the hospital or even the morgue tomorrow.

It’s not easy for everyone, so naturally we will understand a little more.

The little wizards ordered some drinks. Stebbins drank the sweet soda with a surprised look on his face and asked in shock, "So is this the most popular drink among Muggles? Just like pumpkin juice?"

Robert and Summers decisively chose oat milk, and drank Coke on such a cold day, and added ice cubes, well...

Hopefully Stebbins won't have diarrhea tonight.

The confidentiality of the beverage shop is pretty good. They chose a four-seater with a lot of people. There are some green plants around it. If you don't stand up, you shouldn't be able to see what they are doing.

So, Robert sat in the corner and started taking things out.

Crystal ball, carving quill, and parchment.

"Wow! Is this some kind of mysterious ritual?" Just as Robert was about to take out his wand and use Legilimency, an exaggerated female voice sounded, and a white hand picked up the quill on the table, "This is not Quill, is it a blade?”

The little wizards were startled and all turned their heads.

Standing behind her was a beautiful woman with fair skin and rosy cheeks. She played with the quill in her hand and squeezed the pen barrel curiously. "The workmanship is quite exquisite. Please give me a price!"

"???" Three faces were confused.

The beautiful woman frowned her slender eyebrows, "Why, don't you understand what I'm saying? Then... how much does it cost?"

She changed to another language, probably Spanish. Seeing a few people still looking at her with weird expressions, she changed to several more languages.

They are all asking about the price of the pen.

The little wizards looked at each other, what's going on with this person!

I want to buy their stuff out of nowhere!

"This crystal ball looks good." A thick, dark hand stretched out to the table. Robert quickly put the crystal ball away. Turning his head, he saw a strong man shouting with an unhappy expression, " Let me see what’s wrong? It’s not like you don’t want to buy it?”

The matter-of-fact tone made Robert think that he and others had gone to an underground commodity trading place.

"What do you mean?" Robert frowned and asked, "Is this some kind of trading place?"

The beautiful woman shouted dissatisfied, "You understand what I say, why do you pretend not to understand me?"

"We really didn't understand what you two said." Summers also stood up, "We were just about to study these things, and you jumped out and took away our quills. Have you asked us if we want to sell them? ?"

"Young man." The woman winked at him, "I know that at your age, it is difficult for you to say that your family is in financial difficulty, but since I am willing to pay for it, I am not afraid of you paying a high price."

"Of course, if you want to give it to us directly, you can." The man suddenly raised the gun in his hand, pointing the black muzzle at the three of them, "I am very, very happy to make friends with you."

Robert was stunned. Were they robbed?

At this time, a man's roar came from the kitchen, as well as a huge gunshot, countless sounds of glass breaking, and the saleswoman's scream.

Well, this is a robber with an accomplice.

As if he had enough courage, the man waved his gun and said matter-of-factly, "Take out that crystal ball!"

The beautiful woman lost interest in the three little wizards when the man raised the gun. She looked down at the quill in her hand, feeling keenly interested in its beautiful feathers, straight shaft, and sharp blade, and then , she inserted the purple quill pen carving knife into her braided hair, took out the small mirror in her handbag and looked at it.

Stebbins had never seen a gun before. He looked at the black thing with some curiosity. Summers whispered to him that it was a Muggle "magic wand" that could kill a person by just pulling the trigger lightly. .

This alarmed Stebbins.

Muggles actually have terrifying equipment that can cast the Killing Curse!

Why has no book ever mentioned such a thing?

Although Robert has not tested whether the firearm or the armor spell is more powerful, but if they were simply defeated by Muggles, they might become the laughing stock of wizards around the world.

"We don't intend to sell these things." Robert said softly, "Ma'am, please give me my quill back."

However, the beautiful woman ignored him at all.

The man bared his teeth, and Robert saw that one of his lower teeth was actually gold. What was the process of inlaying gold teeth?

The next moment, the man pulled the trigger.

With a huge noise, the bullet flew out and hit Robert's chest at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Summers screamed from behind, "Watch out!"

With a high degree of concentration, Robert's eyes widened a little, and then he felt a familiar way of magic working.

There was no time to get out the wand.

He thought so.

If that's the case, then it's better to go with your feelings.

A faint silver light lit up on the palm of his hand, and a transparent shield appeared in front of his chest. Robert felt as if time stopped for a moment, stretched out his hand, and held it.

It seemed like I had caught something.

The strong man's pupils seemed to shrink, and the surrounding air began to flow again.

The next second, the man kept pulling the trigger "bang bang bang" without hesitation.

Robert's eyes twitched.

Although he is not a military fan, and it is impossible for him to know what type of gun it is just by listening to the sound, it shouldn't be a problem to load more than a dozen bullets in a modern pistol. Police firearms seem to be able to load 20 bullets.

Of course, there are also pistols that only hold a few rounds, such as the Revolver or the Desert Eagle.

He would be stupid to wait for the opponent to finish shooting a magazine! Even if he was suddenly struck by good luck and learned how to cast the Iron Armor Curse without a wand, it would still be tiring every time he took a bullet, right?

What's more, the other party keeps pulling the trigger. No matter how good his eyes are, he can't resist it!

Therefore, he decisively gave up struggling. With a slight exertion of his fingers, the wand appeared in his hand. He waved the wand and recited the incantation, "Collapse!"

The wizard's etiquette is to cast a stun spell upon meeting.