Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"The rat is out!" Li screamed and wanted to reach out for the wand in his pocket. However, the rat that drank the wine was surprisingly fast. Before he could blink, the dark figure disappeared. In sight.

The witches were so frightened that they jumped on their seats and commanded the little wizards to deal with the scary little black monster from a high position.

"Under the dining table!"

"Fred, your right foot!"

"Lee! Watch out! It's behind you!"

"George! Get it!"

"Oh my god! It's so fast!"

The little wizards were in a hurry, responding to the witches' instructions, and the spells were flying over the restaurant. However, they failed to restrain the mouse, and instead exploded several plates.

Mr. Ross frowned as he looked at the culprit who was jumping up and down in the restaurant, making the little wizard scream.

Although he quite likes to be lively.

But is this too much excitement?

Thinking like this, Mr. Ross couldn't help but release his bats. Although the speed of this group of little guys was not as fast as that of the mouse, they were better in number and in a certain order. Soon, they completed the siege. Surrounded the mouse that had long since lost its mind.

The bats were not polite to this guy. They licked and bit the mouse. The black mouse was tortured by them in agony. It screamed repeatedly and soon fell to the ground gasping for air. It looked very pitiful.

"Then, what are you going to do?" Seeing his bat catching the mouse, Mr. Ross looked at the twins in confusion, "You need me..." He made a fist-clenching gesture, probably to express that he could Get rid of this troublesome little guy, so scared that the twins waved their hands again and again.

"No, no, no, if it dies, our experiment will be in vain!" Fred quickly stopped Mr. Ross and took the dying mouse, "Well, no matter what, at least it proves that this mouse drank The wine in the fountain, then next, we will experiment with our products!”

George took the opportunity to mix their potion in water and feed it to the mice.

Although the mouse's wound did not recover, the madness in its eyes disappeared and clarity returned. It looked at Fred who caught him with some horror, trembling.

"It seems..." Li looked at the mouse in Fred's hand and said with some uncertainty, "It seems to have really calmed down?"

The little wizards cheered.

"I just don't know if this is another formula for relieving the effects of the violent state or a tranquilizing potion." Cedric poked the mouse's back, causing it to keep arching forward, looking a little miserable.

The mouse squeaked, wanting to return to the cage. After all, it was a small home. Although it had to be watched, it could give itself a little more security.

The castle is so scary! ! !

"Hmm, so it's possible." Fred said thoughtfully, "Why don't we observe it for a while first?"

However, what the little wizards didn't expect was that they didn't have so much time to observe the mice.

The twins, who had been hungry all night, had a hasty breakfast, and the owls that were released brought bad news.

Someone in the small town actually wanted to blow up the hospital in an attempt to get the precious medicines in the hospital.

They stubbornly believed that doctors and nurses must have reserved medicines for themselves and were unwilling to share them with everyone.

"Are they kidding? Don't we know if there are any medicines in the hospital?" Ced shouted, "They were all consumed by that Sith!"

Qiu Ye looked worried, "There are still many patients in the hospital who cannot be transferred. If they really blow up the hospital..."

"This news alone is scary enough." Summers frowned and suggested, "Can we expel those people from the hospital?"

"You mean... the Muggle Expelling Curse?" Robert immediately remembered the tapes in his bag. "I don't know if it can be done. If it succeeds, those who want to blow up the hospital will definitely not be able to find the hospital. , but equally, those who are sick and want to be treated cannot enter the hospital."

Summers' frown deepened.

This is a problem. If patients cannot be admitted to the hospital, wouldn't it defeat their purpose?

"I think it's still the issue with the brewing technique, which is inducing Muggles to do even crazier things." Robert stared at the mouse in the corner.

Seeing its trembling appearance, Robert began to waver in his heart. Should he give the potion that had not been sent to the Ministry of Magic for testing to Muggles?

"In that case, we'd better give the antidote to those people as soon as possible!" Li said with a serious expression, "Fred and George have proven that their potion is indeed effective, haven't they? Even if it's only temporary."

Robert had a headache. "I'm afraid that the effect of the medicine is only temporary. What if these people get crazy again after we leave? We won't be able to rush back and give them the medicine again."

Li sighed. In fact, he also had this worry, so he had never been able to make up his mind. At this time, he just wanted someone to help him make a decision.

"And how are we going to get those people to drink the antidote?" Robert rubbed his temples, "We can't rush to the street and pour the antidote into their mouths, right?"

The little wizards were thinking hard, their little faces wrinkled up.

Mr. Ross looked at these little wizards with interest. They were really a group of energetic young people!

"How about finding a thunderbird and asking it to make rain?" Stebbins put forward a particularly unreliable suggestion. "We can mix the antidote into the rain."

Robert rolled his eyes, "I'm glad you carefully read Mr. Newt Scamander's preface to "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", but can you make it clearer?" He couldn't help but rub his hair, "Thunderbird, it is a magical creature that only lives in North America. If you want to catch a thunderbird, you may..."

He spread his hands and said, "How about taking a plane to the United States first, then finding the Thunderbird, stuffing it into the suitcase, and then carrying it back?"

Stebbins was stunned, "Hey, is that so? Can't we let the thunderbirds fly over on their own?"

"No!" Robert and Summers shouted in unison.

Stebbins winced.

"Do you know how long it takes to fly from the United States to Switzerland?" Summers said angrily, "When the thunderbirds fly over, our vacation may be over."

"Maybe it will get lost on the way." Chen Xiaodong said with a very experienced look, "There will always be unlucky birds that deviate from the waterway and cannot find their way across the ocean."

"Eh?! Lost?" The little lions were shocked, "Why are you lost?"

"Because they don't have a map!" Robert's explanation was so powerful that no one could refute it.

They suddenly remembered that the train they were waiting for seemed to have gotten lost halfway...