Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Harry was squirming like a caterpillar.

He didn't do this willingly, mainly because some scary half-skull-faced figure was casting a spell on him.

"Biubiu——" While using it, he was still making strange sounds.

Green lines of fire struck the ground where Harry rolled like whips, leaving a scorched black spot and everlasting green flames.

"Oh~ my poor little sweetheart -" Jason said in a very evil tone, "I'm really sorry, I have never been very fond of twin things. Otherwise, I would definitely let you experience the fully automatic magic carpet. The charm~ It’s a high-end bondage tool that you won’t forget after using it once.”

As he spoke, he showed an expression of endless aftertaste.

Harry had no time to listen to what he was talking about. He was almost exhausted. The temperature of those flames was not low at all. Looking at the scorched ground, Harry couldn't stop complaining. If he was hit, he would It will definitely be burned to ashes, right?

"Why are you always hiding!" Jason threw several curses that he called hellfire, but Harry managed to escape them all, which made him very angry. "A mere Muggle wizard! How dare you attack me?" Be selective in your rewards!"

As he spoke, he took out another black cloth belt and wrapped it directly around Harry's eyes. After falling into darkness, Harry felt a burning pain coming from his right leg!

"Ah!" He couldn't help shouting, it really hurt! His right leg felt like it had been cut by something and then set on fire. The burning pain was so intense that Harry couldn't bear it at all.

"Wow! I hit it!" Jason's voice sounded, and he clapped his hands and shouted happily, "I hit it! I hit it!"

Harry had no idea what he was so excited about. Could it be that seeing other people in pain made him so happy?

How could there be such a person!

Just as he was thinking about it, he was punched hard in the stomach. The pain became even more intense. Harry couldn't even scream. Only some liquid could not help but spurt out from his wide-open mouth.

There is a taste of the meatball soup I just ate in my throat.

"Eh-" Jason's disgusted voice sounded, "You are really disgusting."

As he spoke, Harry felt a large lump of something being shoved into his mouth and being pounded inside.

Harry just wanted to cry, you, you actually tortured the captives? !

Jason didn't know what Harry was thinking, and even if he knew it, he wouldn't care. After all, his mission was to guard Mr. Savior. Even if the other person was seriously injured, as long as he didn't die, Voldemort would not cause trouble for him.

For the next time, Harry simply didn't know how he survived.

In order to be able to appreciate the embarrassment of Mr. Savior, the former Ravenclaw prefect showed no mercy. The thin line of flames made Harry miserable. In the end, he couldn't hold it anymore, tilted his head and fainted. .

"Oops, I seem to have fainted." Jason said with some pity, "I am also going to let you taste my hellfire. In order to let them evolve, I have never slacked off in these years."

As he spoke, he licked his lip bones and said, "Sure enough, the taste of the spirit body is so wonderful."

He knelt down, picked up the two broken wands that fell on the ground, used one in each hand, and poked Harry with them. He didn't know what he thought of, and he burst into tears of joy.

"I thought I heard Harry's voice just now?" Hermione said with some uncertainty, "Did I hear it wrong?"

"I guess you heard wrong." Robert pointed to a room on the left, "I seemed to have heard Harry's cry, and it came from this room."

Hermione stared at the door of the room, a little suspicious, "They are not torturing Harry, are they? Why?"

"Who knows." Robert shook his head and said helplessly, "Anyway, let's go take a look first. As long as the mysterious man is not around, we will find a way to rescue Harry."

The two approached the room cautiously.

After arriving at the main hall, the little wizards divided into two groups.

Although they wanted to rescue Harry together, Voldemort built a shrine here, sealed the mountain, and controlled Muggles. They always felt that he was doing something bad.

No matter how he thought about it, Murakami Takashi, who was more concerned about this matter, directly proposed to act separately.

Robert and Hermione tried to find a way to rescue Harry, while Murakami and Yuko went to find out the purpose of these priests.

This is a technical job. First of all, they need to find a priest with enough weight to know the inside story from him. Secondly, this person cannot be too strong, otherwise the confusion spell may not be effective on him.

Now, they just hope that the shikigami carried by these priests are all top-notch Guanhu. In that case, they can still solve the battle in a few minutes. The temperature can also make others suspicious.

They quickly discovered a target, which was a guy who looked a little careless. Although everyone else was standing in the square, this guy was leaning on the corridor and lazing around.

Occasionally, a passing priest would turn a blind eye to him.

If such people either have very powerful abilities or have a deep background, which is extremely suitable for their purpose, but another question arises, can they defeat each other?

Just when the two were hesitating, the other party's eyes turned to the place where the two were hiding.

"Oh? Are guests coming?" He still leaned there with no intention of moving, but he said something that frightened Murakami Takashi and Yuko, "Two wizards? One male and one female? Hmm, What is your purpose?"

As his words fell, Murakami Takashi and Yuko felt cold all over their bodies. This was not an illusion. A large area of ​​ice formed under their feet in an instant. Ice crystals went up along their ankles. They watched the two ice sculptures to form.

"Well, stop it, Snow Girl." The young man dressed as a priest said, "They probably don't want to help the priest. Maybe we can have a chat?"

Why?

Hearing the young man's words, Murakami Takashi and Yuko were both a little confused. What does this mean?

Then, under the gaze of the two people, the young man turned into a... big raccoon cat with green leaves on its head? ! !

After all, it turned out to be a civet cat?

"Well, I heard our little Xiaoliu say before that some wizards came from the Four Kingdoms and wanted to help him save his friends." The big civet cat opened and closed its mouth, and it could really talk!

For a moment, Murakami Takashi and Yuko were dumbfounded. This, this shouldn't be an illusion, right? !