Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

As a book fairy who has existed for who knows how long, she does not have many views of good and evil. However, after reading many books, Eve has her own set of three views.

For Eve, the powerful and humble Dumbledore is the role model for her to learn from, and those who wantonly slander, slander, and despise their idols should be punished!

Eve's expression is serious. It is indeed wrong to judge a person without authorization, but if it is for her idol...

Ah, it’s even more wrong to think like this. You can’t do things that harm his reputation in the name of doing good for your idol!

However, wouldn’t it be okay if the idol didn’t know about it?

The book elf praised himself for his wit.

But what to do now? Move all this group to Sequoia Castle?

After thinking about it, Eve felt that it was not impossible, but Robert had specifically reminded her not to expose the existence of Sequoia Castle. Wouldn't her doing so go against the host's wishes?

No, no, this method won't work.

Eve shook her little head and continued to think hard.

After thinking about it, the Book Fairy slapped his head and said, "Hey, I'm really stupid. I just want to make an expansion space in Fudge's bookcase that is the same as the one in the Sequoia Castle bookcase."

The Book Fairy flew up happily and looked at the bookcase carefully, trying to find a suitable one among these grids. Unfortunately, these grids were all rectangular, completely different from the grid where she had imprisoned Rita before.

The space where Rita was previously imprisoned was actually a cube, which must be taken into consideration.

Unfortunately, the Book Fairy turned around twice and couldn't find a substitute. All these grids were rectangular parallelepipeds and spheres.

She puffed up her little face and was extremely dissatisfied. Damn it, how could this bad guy's bookcase be so neat?

He's obviously a bad guy who slanders the great wizard, but he doesn't have a secret room!

This is simply unscientific!

The triumphant Fudge sneezed, looking confused.

Why do I sneeze?

Could it be that... I contracted COVID-19? But the temperature in the country has not been low recently, right?

Fudge was confused, thinking that he hadn't eaten any raw or cold seafood recently, so why did he get sick?

Could it be a plot from Scrimgeour? !

Eve walked back and forth among the bookcases.

She is a book fairy. As long as there are books, even if the space is blocked, it cannot stop her.

Search and search, all the fairies in Eve are bad!

There is no square space at all!

At this moment, Mrs. Fudge's impatient voice came from outside the bookcase, "Ms. Skeeter, have you found the so-called space where the invisible stretching spell was cast? If you don't have any clue, why not go home and sleep?" How about taking a nap and thinking about it carefully?"

As a woman, if you don’t sleep ten hours a day, it will be the greatest harm to your skin!

No matter what this witch wants to do to her husband, she just wants to sleep! sleep!

With this thought in mind, Mrs. Fudge was ready to leave the room.

Listening to the footsteps outside, Eve rolled her eyes and looked behind the bookcase. She seemed to find that there was something slightly different about that wall?

Mrs. Fudge's hand was already on the doorknob, and suddenly she felt the fluctuation of magic power.

Without any hesitation, she immediately let go of her hand and looked at Rita Skeeter with a wary expression. She waved the wand in her hand and a transparent barrier formed in front of her.

"Ms. Skeeter." Mrs. Fudge still looked sleepy at this time. Her eyes were sharp and she was staring in Rita's direction, as if she wanted to see something, "What are you doing?"

Rita was stunned for a moment, then she was ecstatic, humph, you bastards, didn't you say there is no secret room?

So what is this? !

She said angrily, "You asked me what I did? I didn't do anything. Didn't you see that I didn't even take out my wand!"

Mrs. Fudge frowned, glanced at the gossip reporter, and found that except for a white bathrobe, there was really no trace of anything else on the other person's body.

However, the bottom of the pocket of the bathrobe was somewhat unnaturally bulging. If I guessed correctly, the other party placed the wand there.

Mrs. Fudge saw no trace of her using a wand, but she did not relax her vigilance. Being attacked in her own home was nothing new in the wizarding world or the Muggle world. For wizards, protecting yourself from Injury is the first priority.

"Really?" Mrs. Fudge said noncommittally, "So, what happened just now?"

Rita rolled her eyes, "Madam, why don't you come and take a look for yourself? Do you think I will know what happened? I just put my hand on this bookcase and it moved on its own. Do you think I can bring this bookcase to life under the noses of the three of you?"

Mrs. Fudge narrowed her eyes and motioned to the house elf standing beside her.

The poor house elf understood what the mistress meant. He wailed, but still walked tremblingly to Rita and climbed onto the bookcase.

Rita screamed and jumped to the side and glared at him angrily, "Get away from me!"

Her tone was very disgusting and contemptuous, which frightened the house elf. At a loss, he touched a decorative object on the bookcase, and with a snap, the thing broke in the middle.

Fudge yelled, "No! That's my favorite eagle ornament!"

The house elf became even more frightened. He slipped and fell so hard that he made a loud noise, but the sound was suppressed by a louder sound.

Under the gaze of ten pairs of eyes, the bookcase came to life, first moving upward a little, and then, as if a piece was pulled out of a fully assembled building block, the bookcase on the wall pushed outwards, and the entire castle seemed to tremble.

Mrs. Fudge's eyes widened, and she turned to look at Fudge blankly, "You didn't tell me that you had this thing at home."

Minister Fudge was completely stunned. "No, what is this? Why is it in my house? When did it get here? What is in it?"

No one could answer his nagging questions, and the bookcase adjusted itself.

After a while, the originally rectangular cabinet grid began to twist and deform, and some triangular, diamond-shaped, square, and round cabinets appeared in front of everyone.

But what frightens them is yet to come.

The cabinets were closed at first. After a sudden pause, the sound of gears turning was heard. The cabinets turned around on their own, revealing the cabinets to everyone.

Mrs. Fudge gasped when she saw the contents of the cabinet.

Umbridge screamed, rolled her eyes, and fainted.

Minister Fudge couldn't help but retched.

Rita's face turned pale, but her eyes were shining with an inexplicable light. She suddenly became excited!

Big news, this is big news!

The greatest news of the century!