Everyday players at Hogwarts

After shaking his head, Ryan returned to his original thinking mode without anyone noticing.

Although Ryan was thinking about other things before, on the other hand, he still followed Kate to browse the castle. The switch in memory and thinking mode did not have any impact or difference.

At this time, Ryan and his team arrived at the 4th floor. The 4th floor seemed to have entered another world. The entire floor could be said to be solidified with the Traceless Stretch Curse. The style was very inconsistent with the entire castle.

If according to the plan, it should be a place that tourists will only come into contact with the next day. The designer probably knows the Muggle world very well. The entire floor is full of various seemingly natural climbable rock walls.

At first glance, they all appear to be towering rock walls. The tallest ones are about hundreds of meters high. The fifth floor can only be reached through the rock walls.

Unlike Muggles, there is no protective rope, but the ground is the best and irreproducible "protective rope". You can climb with confidence and boldly, and you will not be injured even if you fall, because the protective spell is cast on it. on the ground.

"Mr. Lane, Ms. Kate, if you are in a hurry to go up to the fifth floor, there is a 2-meter-high rock wall on our left in the corner. The focus is also very simple." Salvatore introduced immediately.

Kate didn't have any special expectations for watching the dragon. For this fourth level, which was not supposed to be authentic, Kate liked it very much.

Salvatore, who saw that Kate was very interested in this place, clapped his hands, and a bar appeared out of thin air on the ground in the center. It was filled with all kinds of drinks. In addition to tea and water, other items were charged extra. .

Both gold galleons and Muggle currency were accepted, and Ryan secretly rolled his eyes.

At the same time, Salvatore also wisely went to the third floor to rest in his coffin, leaving the two of them alone space.

When I left, I emphasized again that I would like to remind you that if the currency is placed on the bar, the drinks with corresponding prices will automatically light up. Just pick them up and the change will be refunded.

Ryan doubted that this guy had a commission to take.

Ryan had never been exposed to rock climbing in his previous life. Natural rock climbing was fatal, while artificial rock climbing cost money.

Ryan, a student party member, didn't have the opportunity or energy to play this game, but now the opportunity has come.

Without the light bulb, Ryan still only maintains a normal human level physique, which is more fun.

"Wuhu!" Kate made a joyful sound after climbing up the rock wall for about ten meters and jumping off with a backflip.

It seems that this floor is not just for rock climbing. Jumping from a high place seems to be a part of entertainment. However, it seems understandable why the bar should be built in the center to avoid falling on it when jumping.

Monkey Kate was born. Throughout the afternoon, the sound of Wuhu kept rising and falling, ten meters, twenty meters, and even the highest hundred meters. Kate kept climbing and jumping like a flexible monkey.

Ryan couldn't hold back his curiosity and started rock climbing.

On the steep rock wall, Ryan kept changing his posture. What he was challenging at this time was the 100-meter-high rock wall on the right. Looking down, Kate, who was tired from playing and drinking water, saw with normal vision that it was just a black dot.

Ryan, who had climbed nearly ten meters again, could no longer see below. He was surrounded by white clouds, and his hands felt moist to the touch.

Ryan found it a bit boring. He had already escaped gravity and didn't think these scenery were so rare. Although this cloud layer was also made by magic, people could not stop, just like normal cloud layers.

Ryan continued to go up, and finally reached the top. Above his head, a door slowly appeared from the air. Ryan pushed it open, and it was the fifth and final floor.

Ryan closed the wooden door, let go of his hand, and fell down in a lying position.

Whoosh, whoosh, the wind sounded in my ears, passing through the clouds. For about five seconds, a strange feeling as if I had fallen into a mire came from my back, as if I had been lying on the ground from the beginning and jumped from a high altitude. It seems like it's just an illusion.

If Neville jumps here, will he awaken his magical abilities in advance and not be regarded as a squib by his family?

This interesting idea suddenly appeared in Ryan's mind.

His Uncle Algie had done this many times, such as pushing Neville off the dock at Black Lake and nearly drowning him.

It wasn't until Neville was 8 years old that he was no longer considered a squib by his family. It would probably take a few more months. It's already July. Neville's birthday is July 7th, one day earlier than Harry and I.

In fact, soon after Neville was born, he could use magic to wrap himself in a blanket more tightly. However, no one saw the unusual magic display and talent of young Neville, and the midwife only thought it was Neville's father.

In addition, Neville's parents were tortured crazy by four Death Eaters using the Cruciatus Curse. Neville grew up under the severe rebuke of his grandmother, Mrs. Longbottom. From the time Neville was a child, he required this poor grandson to deal with these crazy people. Parents are proud and must think that their parents "did not sacrifice their health and sanity just so that their only son would be ashamed of them."

Neville has an even lower self-esteem than Harry, and his grandmother told him many times in person that he was "a good boy, but not as talented as his father."

Neville is also considered the Boy-Who-Lived, but only at the hands of his family.

When Neville was 8 years old, his Uncle Algie came over for tea. He even hung Neville by his ankles from the upstairs window. After he accepted a piece of egg white cake from Neville's Aunt Annie, I missed it and didn't hold it firmly.

Then Neville bounced up on his own - flying across the garden and crashing onto the road.

I'm really speechless, and I can see that the so-called pure bloods value magic. Although physical injuries are easy to treat for wizards, this is why crazy sports like Quidditch are born.

However, when Neville turned eight, the persecution of his life ended.

Ryan sighed and walked to the bar. Kate's little face was still flushed with excitement. After a cup of black tea, they started talking again.

"Kate, when did you discover your magic talent?" Ryan asked curiously.

"Hmm~ I guess I was 5 years old. I cut my dad's beard in front of him and he didn't notice." Kate thought with a frown.

"How do you know he wasn't paying attention?"

"Humph, I did that in front of him! He cut it openly while he was eating!" Kate emphasized with a blush on her face.

It seems that this is something that Kate is proud of. She is indeed a born assassin, and since she knows how to hunt vampires, she must not be a clan that specializes in hunting vampires!

"Kate, what did your ancestor do? Was he a vampire hunter?" Ryan asked curiously.

"What a vampire hunter? Only half-vampires can do that, although it's cool!"

"Our family is a wizard! Why do we have to do something? A wizard can live alone!" Kate wondered.

Ryan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Wizards were different from Muggles. They didn't necessarily have to do anything to live. They could rely on magic to provide food, clothing, housing, and transportation. It was no wonder that the Ministry of Magic had no sense of existence.

A wizarding family that stabilizes a profession is considered a remarkable presence in the magic world, such as Ollivander.

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Time flies and before you know it, it’s dinner time.