Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"Hmm..." Robert scratched his head, "The problem is, I don't know what the item is that supports this spiritual world. You see, it's just like the mirror we picked up in the water before. If you hadn't discovered it, Reflecting light, no matter how hard we think, we can’t think that a small mirror can trap people in the spirit world, right?”

Hermione nodded and then said, "In other words, you need to know what it is... So, what if you give it a name? Well, what do you think of the Heart of the Spirit World?"

"...Then we have to use name magic." Robert looked strange, "It is not an easy thing to define a type of item."

Hermione looked eager to try, "But in this case, when we want to find those items that make the spirit world appear in the future, we won't be clueless, right? Hey, by the way, can divination be used?"

"For divination, maybe it can really be done... Wait a minute, if you say so, my tracing magic should also be able to do it." Robert took out a small stone, "If those things are defined as 'spirit world hearts' 'if……"

Half an hour later, Robert was still looking at the stone in his hand with interest, while Hermione was studying the carvings on the stone and asking questions from time to time.

After the two communicated for a while, they discovered to their dismay that although the stones would react slightly, which proved that Hermione's idea was right, the strange thing was that the stones would not give any hints about where the object would appear, let alone Just like when you are looking for someone, go to a place.

"It doesn't seem possible..." Hermione sighed, "Okay, let's go look for it quickly and see if we can find that item."

Robert pinched his chin and said hesitantly, "Maybe we can ask Principal Dumbledore to cast name magic."

"Huh?" Hermione looked at him doubtfully, "Will there be any difference?"

"You have to know... the Flying Curse is a magic that cannot make something fly if you don't know the name. Therefore, the Flying Curse is invalid for items that have not been cast with name magic." Robert tilted his head. He asked, "Then how do wizards summon items by knowing their names?"

"Of course it's because..." Hermione's brain stopped for a moment, and after thinking for a while, she asked uncertainly, "Because they were named by their inventor?"

Robert was noncommittal, "I think someone should have applied name magic to a certain type of thing, so that the flying spell can be used normally."

Hermione looked thoughtful.

"This kind of thing may be related to the Department of Mysteries." Robert said, "Hmm... maybe we can ask Mr. Monks?"

"Will he accept our letters?" Hermione asked a little uncertainly, "Maybe he will tell Dumbledore directly..."

"Hmm... I'm not sure..." Robert shrugged, "But wouldn't it be better to tell Professor Dumbledore? Maybe he will join in?"

Helplessness was written on Hermione's face, "Wouldn't it be bad if he found out?"

Robert blinked, "Maybe he's good at this?"

"Okay, let's talk about this next time. Should we quickly find the thing that traps us here?" Hermione glared at the house behind her, "I am very unlucky to cross the roof every time! "

It actually felt like gnashing your teeth.

By the way, didn’t you have a lot of fun before?

Not knowing why the little girl suddenly became unhappy, Robert quickly responded, "Okay, if we find that thing early, we will be safer."

They headed towards the cabin, leaving a long trail of footprints.

The wooden house only has two floors, and the second floor is more like a balcony. Going up the stairs outside the house, there is a balcony filled with snow.

"Probably... we won't be looking for it under the snowdrifts, right?" Hermione asked uncertainly, "Then when will we find it?"

Robert tried using various flame-related spells, but it burned away a layer of snow. Unfortunately, the house below was made of wood. If it continued to burn, it might also set the house on fire.

They also tried the Left and Right Separation Charm and other spells that would not affect the house, but found that after they got a tidier piece of ground, snow began to fall in the sky, which covered up the area they had finally managed to clear. Living.

"It shouldn't be here anymore." Robert looked at the sky, "Why don't we go downstairs to take a look first?"

Hermione naturally had no objection.

The two walked downstairs and came to the door of the wooden house. The wooden house was locked, so Hermione used the unlocking spell to open the door.

A very unpleasant musty smell came from the house.

They used some magic spells to circulate the air, and when the smell inside was no longer so unpleasant, the two of them walked into the room one after another.

The room was dark, and the light from the tip of the wand was very bright, which at least allowed the two of them to see clearly the furnishings in the room.

"It doesn't seem to be anything." The wooden house was very empty, there was no furniture, but in the corner, Hermione found some straw piles, "It can't be in here, right?"

Hermione hesitated, "There should be... no mice, right?"

Robert turned around and found nothing wrong, so he put his idea behind the door.

Sure enough, when he opened the wooden door, a strange pole appeared in front of him.

After checking with the detection spell, Robert found no problem, but out of caution, he put on a pair of fire dragon leather gloves, but they were special editions.

Picking up the pole behind the door, Robert gestured and felt that this thing looked familiar. He had used it just now. When he took a closer look, wasn't it a ski pole?

Or the kind that only has a pole.

What can this thing do?

Robert waved it subconsciously. Is it for mountain climbing?

Although he didn't know what this thing could do, the moment he got it, Robert knew that this thing was the "key item" that could take the two of him out of here.

"Ah...there's nothing..." Hermione made a somewhat desperate sound, "This must be too stinky!"

Turning his head to look, Robert saw that the pile of straw in front of Hermione had been separated ruthlessly by the curse.

Yet there was nothing underneath.

Robert walked over and looked at the pile of straw strangely. Although it had been destroyed from its original appearance, if it was pieced together, it looked like...a cat nest?

Maybe a doghouse.

Did any animals once live here?

Just as the two of them were looking at the pile of straw, a familiar feeling appeared.

There were ripples in the air in front of them. When everything calmed down, Robert and Hermione also disappeared.

Snowflakes were falling outside the house again.

Layer by layer, layer by layer.

until the cabin is completely covered.

Here is a world of only snow and pine trees.