Harry Potter: The Age of Magic

In the middle of the night, Rosie was woken up by a burst of shouting and suddenly regretted hanging Bulvi from the street lamp.

His hysterical cries for help were really disturbing to one's dreams.

So noisy!

Rosie, who was half asleep, muttered, grabbed the quilt with his right hand and lifted it hard, and curled up into the warm quilt.

…

time flies.

For Rosie, being able to swim in the ocean of magical knowledge without any burden couldn't be more wonderful!

My childhood dream of going to Hogwarts has finally come true.

Waving her magic wand, she successfully transformed the goblet in front of her into a lifelike rose. Rosie cheered excitedly.

Being able to transform small objects at will means that her transformation spell has finally broken through the limitations of the elementary level and reached the intermediate level.

Suddenly thinking of something, Rossi raised his eyes and looked at Hermione who was also guessing.

Eh? I just complained casually before that the cakes at Hogwarts are not delicious, but she actually remembered it?

"Yes, he obviously has pets, but he is so disliked by animals."

banquet?!!

Hermione shook her head: "No, this is a new product launched by a cake shop called Slowly."

“It’s not just animals!”

"Copy in pairs!"

"What's wrong Rosie?"

While speeding up his pace, Rossi took out his wand and cast an invisibility spell on himself.

"Magical! It is indeed the dessert of the magical world!"

"It actually smells like vanilla?" Rossi looked at Hermione in surprise.

Rossi said, taking the cake from Hermione's hand, "How was your visit to Hogsmeade?"

What? You seem very happy to see your future husband make a fool of himself?

Rosie complained in her heart and said casually: "That Ron is really miserable!"

Hermione followed Rossi into the house and said excitedly, "This is the first time I have seen a village where pure wizards live. It feels really great!

At this time, the auditorium was decorated with the must-have pumpkin lanterns for Halloween, and a large group of bats with fangs were flying in the sky. It looked full of festive atmosphere.

"You do the same to Harry?"

At this moment, the door of the room was knocked again.

Only then did Rosie remember that Claire had told her before that there would be a grand dinner at Hogwarts on Halloween.

It looks like a chocolate cake, but when you eat it, a rich vanilla flavor bursts out in your mouth.

"Isn't it strawberry flavor?"

But until the entire cake was destroyed, the two of them could not find a repeated flavor.

With a bang, one spoon instantly turned into two.

Taking advantage of this happy mood, she waved her wand vigorously in a circle, and then pointed it sharply forward.

Hermione smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what's going on, but sometimes I can't help but get angry at him."

Seeing Rosie suddenly stopping at the door, Claire asked strangely.

Passing the original one to Hermione, Rossi picked up the small spoon he had copied with a magic spell and scooped out a small piece on the cake.

Rosie sincerely praised, "The taste of this cake is actually random!"

Strawberry flavor? How can it be strawberry...

"You guys go in first, I have to go back to get something."

In the original book, Sirius Black, who sneaked into Hogwarts, destroyed the portrait of the Fat Lady and broke into Gryffindor on Halloween night!

At this point, Hermione giggled out loud, "If Ron hadn't run fast enough, he would have had his hair pecked out by an owl!"

Rosie shrugged and gave her a "you think about it yourself" look.

"Well……"

She was carrying a transparent packaging box, and inside the box was a small piece of chocolate cake that looked very appetizing.

Because they wanted to try how many flavors this cake had, the two of them chatted casually while slowly eating small pieces of the cake.

Before Rossi finished speaking, he was interrupted by a somewhat impatient Claire.

Rossi wrote down this interesting name.

But after hearing Rossi's words, Hermione, who was tasting the cake in her mouth, looked even more surprised:

"Rosie, Hermione, why are you still in the dormitory? The party is about to start!"

Slow-ton cake shop?

Taking out the only small spoon from the packaging box, Rosie picked up the wand and tapped it.

Rossi said, turning around and walking towards the way he came.

Hermione smiled and raised her fingers, "So does Crookshanks, so does Hedwig, and now even those post office owls are like this."

“It’s so much fun!”

A bright and soft silver-white light exploded at the front of the wand in an instant, but unlike the fluorescent flashing mutant spell [Ultimate Flash], although this light was bright, it was not dazzling.

"Let's try it together and see how the cake you bought tastes."

The two of them picked up their spoons and scooped out a small piece of the cake at the same time.

After running out of the dormitory and saying goodbye to the portrait of the fat lady guarding the door, the three of them hurried to the auditorium on the first floor.

Strong positive emotions? Resonating with the patron saint? I have no clue at all!

"Is this Honeydukes' dessert too?"

Perhaps because of the shared secret, the relationship between her and Hermione became much closer.

"Thanks!"

Still can't recruit a guardian angel!

Rosie also asked Lupine about this issue, and the answer she received was that she lacked a particularly strong positive emotion to resonate with the patron saint.

Rossi opened the door, and standing at the door was Hermione with a blushing face.

"Ah! I almost forgot!"

Soon, the invisible Rossi returned to the seventh floor and returned to the corridor leading to Gryffindor Tower.

"Here, try this cake. I think it will taste better than the ones made by the house elves at Hogwarts."

Rossi teased as he opened the cake, "Don't you often get angry with him too?"

Rosie, do you know? There are almost two hundred owls at the door of the post office in Hogsmeade. They are all squatting on the shelves. When Ron approached, they all flew up in an instant..."

This is the only dessert shop in Hogsmeade that Rosie remembers.

So careless, how could I forget this!

"That's not true..."

Rossi patted his head with some annoyance.

Although each flavor is not particularly delicious, it is better than its novelty.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

While thinking wildly, there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door.

This time, it's blueberry flavored.

Rossi couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Claire? How did you..."

Hermione handed the cake over.

At the door of the Gryffindor common room, I saw an extremely skinny man standing opposite the portrait of the Fat Lady. His hair that was as long as his elbows was scattered randomly, and he looked extremely dirty.

"Open the door for me quickly, Fat Madam! Don't let me lose my patience!" Black's sunken eyes stared at the portrait fiercely, with the intention of taking action immediately if he had any disagreement.

"No, Black, you are no longer a student of Hogwarts, and you do not have a legal pass. I cannot open the door for you!"

The fat lady said faithfully.

"Then don't blame me for being rude!" Blake bared his yellowed teeth and suddenly raised his right hand high.