Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

There was nothing difficult about the second test.

Just walk past the dartboard.

It will cast a spell on you without any warning. The strength is similar to the spell you released during yesterday's test. All you need to do is release the Iron Armor Curse as quickly as possible. If you block it, you will get high scores. If you block it, you will get a high score. If you don't live up to it, you will only get a low score.

Robert feels that this test should not only be expressed in defensive values, but speed and experience should also have an impact.

But the girls who helped with the testing obviously had no intention of explaining it in detail. In fact, they didn't even come to the testing classroom, and they didn't know where they were huddled.

The Iron Armor Curse that I had been using since the first grade came in handy at this time.

Robert easily blocked the curse from the dartboard and heard the sound of the dartboard.

"It turns out... you have a shell as hard as a turtle..." Robert quickly covered his ears, not wanting to hear this nonsense at all!

Seeing Robert covering his ears and running out of the classroom, the dart board smacked his mouth twice with some unsatisfied intentions, "Oh, I finally saw a little wizard with a high value... Could it be that I teased him too much?"

Without any consciousness at all, the dart board greeted the next little wizard, "Okay, dear, we have a whole day to get to know each other."

"I want to let go! I really want to let go!"

"Are you an idiot?! Cast the Iron Armor Curse! Don't you even know the necessary protective spell for wizards? Have you learned all the Defense Against the Dark Arts from dogs over the years?!"

"Do you think you can see my attack with just your eyes? Or do you think that as long as you have the identity of a Ministry of Magic employee, no one will attack you? Wrong! That will only make you die faster!"

"Don't you even know how to physically avoid it? You idiot who can only stand there and wait for death! Move now!"

The little wizard burst into tears as he listened to its scolding.

This dart board plays cards completely out of common sense and keeps scolding me!

Mom, it’s so difficult for me!

I'm just going to school, why should I be scolded?

Robert darted back to the common room.

At this time, many little badgers were already sitting on the sofa seriously.

Their expressions were solemn and solemn. Although they were sitting in the seats, they were indescribably reserved.

If you look closely, you can see that their little faces are still slightly red, and their eyes are wandering, and they don't know whether they are guilty or... excited.

Robert didn't pay attention at first, but then he realized it.

When did you bastards care so much about your sitting posture? Isn’t it all about lying down as comfortable as possible?

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the reason.

Several young wizards wearing cherry pink wizard robes had produced a bunch of tea drinking utensils from nowhere. They were sitting around making tea in an elegant manner.

From the looks of it, it seems like it's already halfway through.

Robert:? ? ?

what's the situation?

What are you...

afternoon tea time?

He couldn't help but look out through the windows on the wall. The sun was shining brightly, the weather was clear, and a cow was leisurely passing by... Huh?

Why are there cows outside Hogwarts Castle?

Oh, I'm sorry, he forgot, because it has been rainy days recently, and magic has been cast on the window glass, which usually shows sunny days, in order to establish healthy, optimistic and progressive qualities for the new students. .

That's weird.

Robert knew the tempers of those slackers well enough to make them obediently turn the windows into holographic mode. There must be other reasons.

As expected, there were a lot of potted plants by the window. These guys seemed to have cultivated some weird plants and moved them into the common room.

Shouldn't he be able to run around?

While thinking about this, Robert saw a dark green plant, like a little badger emerging from a hole in the ground. The vine swayed from side to side, as if to inquire about the enemy, and then quietly, secretly, and slowly stretched out. own roots...

"Pa!" Robert pressed it back with black lines all over his head. Regardless of the plant's desperate struggle, the vines danced wildly and suppressed the disobedient guy forcefully.

Nima, is that the root of a plant?

Can you believe that a pale, giggling skull is the root of a plant? !

The flower is quite beautiful, it is light purple, a bit like a lily, but inside it also looks a bit like edelweiss, which is edelweiss.

When Robert held it down, he moved to the other side in dissatisfaction, grinning at Robert like a kitten with explosive fur.

"What the hell are you!" Robert couldn't help complaining.

"This is the flower of death." A little witch came closer, her eyes filled with unbreakable sadness, "The flower of death can only bloom in cemeteries, absorbing human bones. Only then can one be born.”

As she spoke, she raised her left hand to lift up the hair on her cheek, and gently pushed it behind her ear, revealing a white jade arm. The fragile back of her neck was looming among the hair, and a faint fragrance came from it. It has a light and elegant taste that seems to be prepared by yourself.

Robert's eyes twitched.

I have long heard that many girls in Japan are more bold and open-minded, but is your aboveboard hookup really good?

You know, many little badgers here have girlfriends...

"That sounds really rare." He had nothing to do with flirting with a girl on a rainy day, so Robert decided to chat with her. The little badgers seemed to be quite busy anyway.

The little witch turned around, her long hair drawing graceful arcs in the air. Every movement she made seemed to be in slow motion, and Robert felt a hint of curiosity.

To know how to turn your hair, you must at least have a lot of strength, and the speed should not be too slow, so that you can achieve the feeling of hair flying in the air...

Robert felt that she might have used some charm magic, or that there was something special about the spices on her body.

Slows down what one can see.

"You think so too, don't you?" she asked, a little excited, "How could someone stay in the cemetery, year after year, year after year, abandoning their wives and daughters just for it? Just to see a flower bloom, I finally turned into a flower!"

She covered her face with her hands and cried loudly, causing many little badgers to look at her strangely.

Regarding this kind of thing, Robert chuckled in his heart.

It’s the same old routine, girl.

The little badger is proficient in herbal medicine, but he still has some good eyesight. He can still distinguish between human bones and plants.

How should he react at this moment?

If you point out the errors in the other party's words directly and forcefully, then an inhumane character will not escape. Well, for details, you can refer to the scene when you met Beauxbatons' young lady.

But what if the little witch shows up and the little witch gets involved?

As a man with a girlfriend, he must avoid any situation that may cause his girlfriend to misunderstand, so he...