Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"They were almost thrown off the boat, why are the civet cats still laughing!" Robert couldn't help but hold his forehead, "Speaking of which, are they driving a boat or a speedboat? Why can't they catch up no matter how hard they chase!"

This is really no joke. In order to catch up with the civet cats who set off first, the little wizards tried their best, but were completely thrown away. With no other choice, they apparated on the sea together with the boat.

This was a completely new experience. If they hadn't reacted quickly enough, they might have capsized.

However, even so, they were still quickly thrown away by the civet cats. If the civet cats hadn't finally stopped, they might not even be able to see the stern lights.

"I definitely don't want to experiment with any weird magic anymore." Takashi Murakami lay on the side of the ship retching, "Why would you think that other people on the ship would jump up on the top of the ship first, and then you would phantom move with the smaller ship? After that, others will apparate onto the enlarged deck to perform such operations!"

Robert looked at him helplessly, "Hey, this is the fastest way I can think of. If we row here slowly, wouldn't we miss a lot of good shows?"

"I'd rather miss those good shows! I'm totally in a state of confusion right now." Murakami was on the verge of crying, "Brother, no, I'll call you uncle. Can we first tell you how thrilling it is for you?"

"No!" Robert refused without hesitation. They had been frantically testing on the verge of death, and the operation was extremely thrilling. They would definitely fail if they tried it again.

He definitely didn't want to think about it again, he wouldn't be able to sleep.

Murakami had no choice but to knock his head on the side of the boat to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, isn't this a success?" Yuko comforted, "Let's plan it carefully next time, maybe this can become a very interesting sport!"

Luck, sports?

Robert shuddered.

He still remembers that when he was in first grade, he had a snowball fight in order to brush up on skill points and skills.

As a result, apart from proficiency, he failed to achieve anything, and was recorded in school history.

Think about the future juniors and juniors who will open "Hogwarts: A School History" and see his name with the following words, "Optimized and improved the new method of snowball fights for the World Magical Snowball Competition." The foundation has been laid for development..."

Robert felt cold all over, almost going crazy.

Could this be school history?

I'm afraid I don't want to die laughing.

He will never have anything to do with any sports again in his life! I always feel that it will definitely become another form of black history!

"Sports and stuff..." Before Robert could finish speaking, Murakami shouted loudly, interrupting his subsequent words.

"It can be used as an extreme sport!" Murakami Takashi's eyes were shining. "Muggles can have extreme sports, and so can we!"

"Extreme sports?" Harry asked enthusiastically, "Is it the same as Quidditch?"

"Yes! Apparition Relay, what do you think of this name?" Murakami opened his mouth wide, "Or we can think of some extreme sports related to Quidditch, which will definitely attract many people to participate!"

Sirius also came over, "I don't know what extreme sports are, but as for Quidditch, Harry, this is an ancestral skill! There is absolutely no problem!"

Harry's whole body was steaming with excitement.

Robert:? ? ?

We weren't discussing the tanukis' fishing operations, so why did we get around to Quidditch again?

It is indeed an enduring activity in the wizarding world and will be mentioned at all times.

"Speaking of which... the earthquake catfish is indeed a legendary creature. With such powerful destructive power, we are already far away from the coastline!" Robert put his hand on the sea and could actually feel a strange wave coming from the sea. Passed down.

That's when the Earthquake Catfish relies on its own talent to control the earth and make it tremble.

In the large net woven by the civet cats, the earthquake catfish was still twisting wildly. It naturally did not want to become prey. It had not swam in the water much since it was born, but it was already completely attracted by the sea water so close at hand.

"Water - water -"

In a blur, Robert seemed to hear something and turned his head, but he could only see a huge shadow bouncing back and forth in the brown fishing net.

Earthquake Catfish quickly ran out of energy.

The civet cats indeed have rich fishing experience. When they first came into contact with the earthquake catfish, they realized that this creature has an enviable ability to control the soil layer and water flow.

Cover the sea with a special fishing net made by civet cats to keep the earthquake catfish away from the coastline. The earthquake catfish that wants to escape will naturally use more magic power to affect the earth and the ocean, but it is isolated but cannot receive any response. .

"Aha." The big civet cat wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Fortunately it's just a small fish. If it were the one I encountered three hundred years ago, it would definitely overturn!"

The earthquake catfish lay desperately in the dense fishing nets, panting feebly.

His strong vitality prevented him from dying, but the extreme lack of water left him with no strength to continue struggling.

"Great harvest, great harvest!" The big civet cat smiled and took out his fishing net, tossed it gently, and the earthquake catfish entered the net. After another roll, the earthquake catfish was put into the net bag and stopped moving.

"We're going to have grilled fish tonight!" the big civet cat announced, "Young ones! You have to catch more!"

The tanukis cheered, "Grilled catfish! Grilled catfish!"

Although the little civet cats who couldn't speak didn't know why the older civet cats were shouting, they imitated their example and started shouting together.

For a time, the sea was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Voldemort was caught just like that?" Sirius stared blankly at the big raccoon cat in the distance, completely unable to believe that his lifelong enemy had fallen like this.

Robert subconsciously looked at Harry and breathed a sigh of relief after finding that there was no strange smoke coming out of him.

It seems that Voldemort has no habit of opening even numbers.

No, wait, if that's the case, doesn't it mean that Voldemort is not dead yet?

Robert looked at where the earthquake catfish was, his whole body was a little messy.

It is known that Voldemort swallowed the earthquake catfish in order to become strong.

The swallowed spirit body is equal to death, that is, it has no self-awareness.

And now the situation is that the earthquake catfish seems to have its own consciousness...

I want to ask, is the fish caught by the big civet cat a seismic catfish with the consciousness of Voldemort, or is it Voldemort with the consciousness of an earthquake catfish? Or are they fused? Hey, it seems that Neon people like this tone very much, such as Dragon Ball, Digimon and Centipede Girl.

Scratching his head, Robert felt that his mind might not be very bright after all. After all, he was just an ordinary time traveler and not a real genius.

Let other people waste their brain cells on this kind of philosophical question!