Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"Boy, I don't know if Mr. Bagley has taste." Cliff held the steering wheel and glanced at the rearview mirror, "But don't you think Red is the cutest?"

Robert poked Red, who was sleeping on his belly. His chubby little face made people want to pinch it.

"Elsa, Cliff wants to ravage your son." Robert said lazily, "while he is still young."

Cliff's eyes widened, "Hey, don't slander me! How could I have that kind of thoughts!"

"Cliff!" Elsa's voice sounded, and Cliff couldn't help but shrink his neck and muttered in a low voice, "I'm obviously the head of the family, why does everyone bully me?" and so on.

Of course, no one paid any attention to him.

The journey to Apache was a bit long. After the plane landed, the chief and the high priest urged him twice more, but Cliff felt that since he was abroad, he should go and have fun. There was a saying that the chief ordered. It's good, "If you are going to be outside, you will not accept your orders".

Boulder is a typical tourist city with cooler summers and is surrounded by forests, mountains, and lakes. There are many cycling and hiking enthusiasts in the city, and outside the city is a holy land for rock climbing enthusiasts.

Robert regretted not joining the rock climbing club. When he went to a park, he was told that kids like him were not allowed to play there.

There is obviously someone smaller than him climbing up the cliff, okay!

The family had a great time, but the two senior figures in the tribe were so anxious that they raised smoke over their heads. After Cliff hung up with countless urging calls, they simply sent a group of convoys. Come and take custody of people.

Colorado is Spanish "Colorado", meaning "red". Red sandstone formations can be seen everywhere. Their destination is a desert. Thick columnar cactus is the most common plant here. Together with the clear sky, it becomes Arizona. State's unique business card.

Bypassing the messy blockade and going deep into the canyon, we finally arrived at the tribe before dark.

The welcome ceremony was very grand, and the chief and the high priest appeared together. However, their eyes fell directly on Red, who was still a little baby, and they had no interest in his blood relatives.

The high priest muttered something, clasped his hands and bowed to the ground, and then...

Their family was surrounded by people and worshiped.

Robert raised his eyebrows. This was not a good sign. If these guys wanted to silence them, the dark and windy night would be a good opportunity.

Because this is an Indian reservation, the Americans have no control over it.

What happened next proved this. After a strong-looking woman stood up, she tried to snatch the baby from Robert's hand. When Robert tried to block her outstretched paw, a group of men raised their hands. Putting it on his waist, he drew the gun, took aim, and put his finger on the trigger. He moved in one go without any hesitation.

Cliff frowned, looked at the high priest with an unhappy face, and asked something in a language that Robert couldn't understand.

The high priest answered him, and then Cliff's face became increasingly ugly.

Aisha pulled his sleeve in panic, "Cliff, what are they going to do?"

Cliff took a deep breath and seemed to calm down his anger, "The high priest said that we are not worthy of taking care of Red. He is the patron saint of Apache."

Robert couldn't help but whistle, "I told you, you shouldn't come here."

However, when he heard his whistle, no one knew whose hand trembled. Gunshots rang out in the canyon, and the flying dust covered the entire square.

When they heard the gunshot, the high priest and chief's expressions became ugly. They yelled at the tribesmen, and it took a long time to get them to stop what they were doing.

"What's going on, who fired the shot!" The chief got angry, "We just want to take back the patron saint, there is no need to conflict with them!"

The tribesmen looked at each other, and no one could tell who fired first.

"What a unique welcome party, Mr. Chief." In the dust, Robert walked out holding the magic book with a cold expression.

If he hadn't been vigilant just now and quietly sprinkled a handful of silver powder around after getting off the car, the whole family would have been killed neatly.

But this also let him know another way to use the magic book.

The chanting sounded in the canyon, and the Indians were frightened, and their fingers subconsciously pulled the trigger, but they forgot one thing, the pistol does not have unlimited magazines!

Light green light rose from the grimoire, and Robert threw out the dart in his hand. The next moment, huge wooden vines soared into the sky from where the dart fell, enveloping the helpless Indians.

The agile warriors pulled out their daggers and chopped down the stretching vines, but then they were surprised to find that the weak-looking vines were unexpectedly hard.

In the desperate eyes of these Indians, they were overwhelmed by the overwhelming vines.

Robert was a little disappointed to see these tribesmen defeated so easily, but then the high priest's hoarse voice sounded. With his prayers, the vines slowed down their attack, and some Indians were able to escape.

Robert's eyes lit up. Sure enough, this time it was not in vain. The old priest's prayer could actually control the wooden vines created by himself.

With the help of the high priest, the trapped Indians escaped from under the vines and looked at Robert in panic. Their faces no longer had the fierce expression before, but with a kind of awe.

After blocking Robert's wooden vine, the high priest did not take any further action, but said, "I'm sorry, our distant guests. The tribesmen were too rude before. This meaningless fight can stop."

Hearing his words, Robert grinned with an interested expression, "Ah, I know, but..."

"Stop when you say so, do you think I'm playing house with you?" As the magic book emitted a dazzling light, the high priest's expression changed. After hearing his prayer just now, the wooden vines had stopped attacking. At this time, more powerful power came from Mu Teng, giving him no chance to speak again. The entire square instantly turned into a rainforest of vines.

When Elsa and Cliff held little Red and saw everything around them clearly, strong Indians wearing colorful blankets were lying in the square.

Because these bastards dared to shoot, Robert rewarded each of them with a stun spell, tied them up, and dropped them on the square. The temperature in the canyon at night was very low, which might help them clear their heads.

"This...this..." Cliff was a little confused. The captives here were all his same race. However, after they pointed their guns at himself and Aisha, he no longer believed that they were the same race. However, Regarding their fighting power, Cliff couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity when he saw everyone being cleaned up by Robert.

The light on the magic book dimmed and retreated into Robert's mind, hiding his merits and fame.