Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

However, Harry didn't know that his dog had followed him in. When he saw that the stone did not float away like the last time he was looking for the big black dog, he naturally thought that this meant that the dog had not broken in. He breathed a sigh of relief and revealed Happy smile.

However, reality told him that he was happy too early.

"...I don't know why, I feel..." Robert looked up at the rabbits, "It seems like something very bad is about to happen..."

I don’t know if it was some weird passive brought about by [Life Detection]. At that moment, Robert felt that the hairs on his back were standing on end, as if some very terrifying existence was eyeing him and wanted to kill him. .

Damn it! Didn't Professor Quirrell come in too? ! !

Die, die, die!

Robert looked as calm as an old dog, but he was actually quite panicked. However, before he could find anything that made his hair stand on end, snowflakes began to fall.

At first it was just a small piece, and then it turned into clumps like catkins. Before the three of them had even left the spot, the quantity and quality of the snowflakes had increased several times.

The whistling wind and snow slashed at the four of them like knives, and Robert had no choice but to put the Bubble Curse on everyone again.

The transparent bubbles provided a breathing space and prevented everyone from filling their stomachs with wind and snow.

"What... is this?" Hermione asked, "Is the weather in the spirit world so changeable?"

No one could give her the answer. Robert called to the two of them and dragged Ron to the mountain wall. Although it might be of no use, at least the oncoming wind and snow were less.

"I think... it would be better for us to build an igloo." Hermione raised her hand, "If the snowstorm lasts particularly long, we will definitely be buried under the snow, which will be even more dangerous."

"Now that you say so..." Robert took out a wooden dart, "Let's give it a try?"

Things like igloos and igloos are basically equated with Eskimos and are indispensable residences for them.

It will be hard to find ice for a while, but snow is everywhere here, but a few people have no experience in building such things.

In order to improve the success rate, Robert first built a hemispherical house frame with wooden vines, and then used the deformation technique on the snow. After a lot of fiddling, he built the so-called igloo.

The principle of the igloo is related to air flow. Its special structure makes the air in the house almost non-moving, and the heat can be retained in the semi-enclosed space.

Hermione contributed her own candy jar with a blue flame, which not only illuminated the hut, but also slightly raised the internal temperature.

The temperature of the blue flame is not particularly high, so there is no need to worry about the igloo melting.

"Oh, this is very troublesome." Robert had a headache. "If it keeps snowing, how can we get back to the castle for next week's class?"

Harry was looking after Ron, the unfortunate guy who still hadn't woken up.

Hermione looked around the room curiously and said seriously, "It's okay, there are still two days. Compared with that, I'm more worried about the strength of this igloo. What if it collapses?"

"...I have cast all the protective magic I know. If it collapses, it will really be...an arrangement of fate." Robert sat on the ground, feeling the slow recovery of magic in his body, because he had done it on purpose. After training, the skill [Magic Resurrection] was upgraded early. After a few breaths, the magic power consumed by Robert was fully restored.

After rummaging through the cloth bag, Robert found several sleeping bags left over from the last time he recommended products to Ravenclaw.

As for why they’re selling sleeping bags to Ravenclaws…

Um……

Learn about the proud eagle-shaped door knocker?

It's a magical alchemical item that makes you sleep on the floor if you can't answer a question.

According to Dika's analysis, this thing already has a certain degree of autonomy. If compared, it is almost the same as the Eastern weapon spirits.

It can absorb knowledge from books, think about it for a while, and then ask questions.

The most important thing is that the consciousness of this thing is not an evil practice of stuffing souls into alchemical products, but a product of spiritual self-evolution that was born at the beginning of manufacturing, which is very rare.

If it weren't for the material or other defects, Dika might have to bargain with the principal.

According to Dika, if his puppet has the ability to continuously evolve and think independently, then he will be able to create life!

With such a powerful gatekeeper, it is almost impossible for the eaglets to sneak into the house, and the door knocker problem becomes more and more tricky as time goes by.

The entrance to Ravenclaw Tower is almost a beautiful sight in Hogwarts Castle.

How could Robert give up such a business opportunity? I have been selling sleeping bags in my own store for a long time. These sleeping bags have built-in thermal insulation function and are extremely comfortable. You can take them with you even when traveling.

But he obviously underestimated the enjoyment nature of wizards. They would rather buy more expensive travel tents than sleeping bags.

He could only take the sleeping bag to the castle and sell it to the new Ravenclaw students.

It is perfect to use at this time when there is no tent.

The four people got into the sleeping bags. The sleeping bags were more comfortable than expected and the space inside was surprisingly large.

"Is it really okay for us to fall asleep like this?" Harry asked worriedly, "What if we can't get out..."

Robert rolled his eyes, "I sleep with you, do you think the magic I arranged is just decoration?"

Harry shrank his neck, feeling that the senior was being very aggressive today.

"Anyway, let's conserve our energy first. The snow won't stop for a while." Robert yawned. "When the snow stops, we'll leave quickly. If we miss class, we'll be doomed. Damn it. , why Potions is on Monday."

Harry thought he would not fall asleep. After all, he and Ron had been unconscious for a while before being woken up. However, the comfortable sleeping bag made his eyes tremble constantly. Without any resistance, he soon fell into a deep sleep. go.

No matter how long it took, Harry heard someone shouting.

"Harry, Harry!" A somewhat anxious female voice sounded in his ears. Harry, who was sleeping in a daze, was a little confused as to why there were girls in the boys' dormitory.

Seeing that he had no tendency to wake up, the female voice showed no intention of giving up and still shouted, "Wake up! The snow has stopped!"

Snow? What snow?

It took Harry a while to remember that he and Ron had gone out to find Black and ended up getting lost in the snowy mountains.

He still hasn't remembered the word "spiritual world", he just thought it was an entrance to another place like a station.

"I'm awake, Hermione..." Harry said weakly, "Can you turn around, I want to pull myself out of the sleeping bag first..."