Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Because both of them were a bit unresponsive, they did not catch the unlucky orangutan, and could only watch it go away, leap, and fall into the cliff.

After going back and forth several times, it was not until the orangutan had given up and hugged the ski pole in his arms that Robert realized and hurriedly helped the poor little guy stop the skis under his feet.

"Squeak-squeak-squeak-" The chimpanzee exuded the smell of hopelessness, and seemed to have despaired of this world.

Robert communicated with it, and the chimpanzee told him that there was a lake below the cliff. If he fell into the lake and sank for a while, he would appear somewhere on this snow-covered steep slope.

After asking what he wanted to ask, Robert let go of the chimpanzee and let it play by itself. Anyway, this kind of animal transformed by transformation cannot exist for a long time. When the time is up, the magic power is exhausted and it dissipates in the air. .

"Do you think it's possible?" Hermione questioned, "This kind of thing is impossible even if you think about it, right? Could it be that there could be... or a huge teleportation array under the cliff?"

As she said this, she even laughed, "Oh my gosh, I shouldn't touch the computer during the summer vacation! But I heard that a role-playing real-time strategy game will be released recently. Well, actually I don't know what this means. All in all it should be a fun game.”

Robert tilted his head in confusion, game?

what game?

But now is not the time to think about this issue, they should think about how to leave this spiritual world.

After surveying the surroundings, Robert gave up completely.

Apart from the long landslide here, there are really only cliffs and wooden houses in the distance.

"It seems that that's where we have to go." Robert looked at the wooden house in the distance with a bit of resentment, "How many times do you think we will fall?"

Hermione smiled slyly, "I practice my skiing skills in my free time."

"Wow -" As the scream rang out, Hermione used the momentum from above to cross the slightly upturned cliff and fly in mid-air.

The wooden house in the distance was very close to me, and it seemed that as long as I jumped down, I would land on the white ground.

But Hermione knew that was just her overthinking.

As she let out a scream that turned into a rage, the skis went high over the roof and down.

Robert's eyes twitched and he looked not far behind him. Sure enough, not long after, Hermione's figure fell from the sky and appeared behind him again.

The little face was full of annoyance, "Oh, I'm just a little short!"

Robert couldn't help but hold his forehead, yes, you almost hit the roof.

"Okay, Hermione, I don't think this will work." Robert sighed, "Just do what I said before. I'll fly over first and then find a way to catch you below."

Hermione was unhappy. Although she was smart, she was really not very talented in sports. This was evident from the fact that it took her more than ten minutes to get the broomstick up for the first time.

Compared with her, Robert was much better than her in this aspect. He knew some little tricks to control his body. He could easily adjust his movements in mid-air and land accurately on the open space in front of the wooden house.

This made Hermione even more unhappy.

"I'll try again!" Hermione gritted her teeth and stared at the red and white house in the distance, "I don't believe I can't land successfully!"

Without a doubt, she failed again.

Hermione is autistic.

Robert's shoulders were shaking and dislocated. It should be said that he was unlucky or just a little bit spiritual. Hermione flew over the roof every time. No matter how perfect the parabola was, she would be very unlucky to fly over the roof.

"Okay, I'll go there first." Robert coughed dryly, "Then, as I said before, you wait until I land to find a good position and give you the signal before you start."

Hermione lowered her head listlessly, and asked as if she had remembered something, "If the broomstick can't fly, will the fireworks charm also be ineffective?"

Robert was stunned for a moment, "Hey, what you said is really possible."

As he spoke, he fired a firework into the sky.

The red fireworks rose without any hindrance, flew about three or four meters and disappeared.

The two looked at each other.

At this moment, a red light shot into the sky from the cliff, and then exploded into red fireworks.

Robert raised his eyebrows, this should be... can be used, right?

Going down the steep slope, the cold wind was blowing in my face. There was no obstruction from the snowstorm, and the visibility was good. Apart from being a bit cold, there was nothing bad about it.

Near the cliff, the slope tilted slightly upward, which just provided him with an upward platform. With that momentum, Robert's figure flew high into the sky, crossed the cliff, adjusted his body, and landed straight in front of the house. That clearing.

The skis draw a graceful curve on the ground.

After untying the skis, Robert felt that his body became more agile. Although the skis were very convenient for "sliding", they seemed very awkward for "walking".

No matter how you look at it, he looks like a Donald Duck.

Using the snow on the ground to create a long rope, Robert moved closer to the cliff, then took out his wand and sent a signal into the air.

From a distance, Robert saw the little black dot belonging to Hermione moving slowly, faster and faster. When she was about to reach the cliff, Robert picked up the rope, turned it around in the air a few times, and saw the opportunity. , thrown out.

The rope was put around Hermione's waist. The little girl screamed and felt a force pulling her downwards. Then, before she could react, she had landed on the snow in front of the house.

It just fell a little badly.

"Hiss—" Hermione looked resentful, "I seem to have flown high again? No." She glared at Robert, "I flew very accurately this time, why did you suddenly pull me down!"

Robert raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, my bad."

Hermione snorted and did not continue to pester. She stood up and patted the snow on her clothes. She jumped on the spot twice more. After confirming that it was okay, she looked at the cabin in front of her curiously.

"A house made of wood." Hermione looked at the hut in confusion, "What will be inside?"

"Anyway, the thing that allows us to get out cannot be under the cliff, nor on the steep slope. It's appropriate to come here to take a look." Robert shrugged, and then said with some uncertainty, "It shouldn't be under the Christmas tree along the way. Up there, right? Then you have to look for them tree by tree along the steep slope!"

Hermione pursed her lips and seemed to be snickering, "Well, if you really can't find it, you can search tree by tree." As she said that, she tilted her head, "I heard... There is a magic spell called the 'Flying Curse'? I wonder if I can summon that... item here?"