Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

"Robert!" Hermione's voice came from far away, "at the wheel!"

Looking back at Hermione, there was a faint blue light flowing in her eyes. Apparently, she used the method taught by Principal Dumbledore to find traces of magic.

"Ah, I saw it." Robert sighed, "Then the question is, for what purpose did Mr. Weasley put the curse there."

Hermione glared at him, "Now is not the time for joking, we must break this curse immediately! Otherwise, this train will continue to tremble!"

Robert raised his hand weakly and asked, "Tell me, could it be that the car was twisted like this because it was afraid of thunder?"

"How is that possible? Trains can't think..." Hermione retorted subconsciously. Then, as if she remembered something, she turned to look at Robert stiffly, "Hey, are you serious..."

To be honest, if Mr. Weasley was not sure that he was a pure earthling and a wizard, Robert would have thought that he was an alien. He was just like the source of fire. As long as he gave a magic spell to the vehicle, he could change the other person. Become a smart Transformer!

He just has low intelligence and likes to abandon his master and go out for a wander. At present, it seems that he is still a little afraid of thunder?

"What do you think, we climb down and cast a spell to stop immediately?" Hermione looked like she had a headache. "Oh my God, I don't have such strong motor cells..."

In fact, just being able to stand on the roof of the car without being thrown off took up most of her energy.

"Speaking of which, is there anything similar to the Gekko Charm that can prevent people from falling?" Hermione made a magical suggestion, "Actually, I have always been very curious about why the protagonists in the movie can stand on the roof of the train without being thrown out! Do they all wear non-slip shoes?”

Robert coughed dryly, "I think that's because their train can't fly and is still doing 360-degree turns in the air."

Hermione's expression was hard to explain, "So... are we enjoying the treatment of super movie protagonists? Can your plants let us go down?"

"It's a bit hanging..." Robert also had a headache. "The suckers of plants are not as strong as you think. It is almost impossible to go down without danger. I think it might be more reliable to go down with opal than with plants."

Hermione sighed, "So, what went wrong with Mr. Weasley's spell, and why did it make the train shake like this?"

Robert didn't answer. Could it be that he wanted to say that it was because Mr. Weasley had a character that he only wanted to kill but not bury? !

"Do you think it's reliable to let Snowflake and Purple Moss tie up the train?" Robert thought thoughtfully, "With their strength and size, it should be easy to subdue this disobedient guy, right?"

The train beneath his feet seemed to tremble, and Robert looked at it with a ghostly expression.

Did you understand what I just said?

Right? Yes!

For a moment, Robert was already thinking about the plot of Harry Potter vs. Transformers.

While he was stunned, Hermione had already commanded the two big snakes to begin the binding process.

When Robert came back to his senses, he saw the train that was tied up by five flowers, twisting pitifully in the small space, trying to escape from the sea of ​​misery.

Of course, it can't be done.

Hermione said triumphantly, "This way it won't be able to move, right? Come on, let's get down!"

Robert opened his mouth, wanting to remind her that although your behavior would prevent the train from moving, but...

It seems like it can’t fly!

It won't fall, right?

Robert grimaced, followed Hermione, climbed off the train, and headed toward the front of the car.

At the same time, the overthinking Muggles became excited.

"Three minutes! I want to know all their information!"

"That's Thor! It's the God of Thunder! It's definitely the God of Thunder!"

"Oh God! He is fighting against the earthly python to protect us!"

"The rope that binds the giant python! It must be Vader! It's the God of the Forest!"

"Hahahaha! It's the end of the world! Stupid humans! Accept the judgment of nature!"

Tonight is probably the most painful night for the entire Gaul police. Countless reporters from the media are swarming in, not just from their own country. Reporters from other countries who have been notified are breaking their heads and boarding the nearest train to Gaul. flights.

The President was so worried that he even came up with the idea of ​​locking everyone out.

However, an uninvited guest made his already extremely bad mood even worse.

"What are you talking about? Those are just wizards from other countries passing by our country?!" Mr. President looked confused, "Why do you need to borrow a path from the sky above Gaul! And since you are wizards, why don't you hide your whereabouts! You guys Isn’t it said to be mysterious? Is it really okay to be so aboveboard?!”

For a moment, Mr. President really wanted to send those damn wizards to jail!

"I'm sorry, Mr. President." The visitor apologized, "But you should have received our letter."

Mr. President was still confused, "What letter?"

"A world-class criminal has appeared in the wizarding world. Like Gellert Grindelwald many years ago, he intends to rule the world through strong means." The visitor explained, "We call him the second generation Dark Lord. Please forgive me. I can't say his name, but luckily we already know his real name - Tom Riddle."

"The Dark Lord?" Mr. President showed a surprised expression, "Isn't that guy imprisoned in Austria?"

"I don't know how you got this information...but...yes, the first generation Dark Lord Gellert Grindelwald is indeed imprisoned in Nurmengard." The visitor narrowed his eyes, " Please be sure not to get close there, it is a place of death and damnation, and Muggles will pay the price with their lives just for getting close."

Mr. President is noncommittal, isn’t it just viruses and bacteria? Do you really think I'm illiterate?

Obviously, the President, who was influenced by medieval history, did not know how different the wizards he thought were from the wizards in reality.

He thought that he was just a guy who was dubbed the "source of disaster" and mastered methods unknown to ordinary people, hiding his head and showing his tail.

Modern technology is not something that little wizards could worry about a few hundred years ago.

The visitor obviously had no intention of explaining it to him, but instead changed the subject, "Although it's a bit presumptuous, I wonder if Mr. President you have received our owl letter?"

"So!" Mr. President asked impatiently, "When did you send the letter? I haven't received any letter related to you at all!"

The visitor sighed, "In this case, I will tell you orally - we will hold a world-class wizard gathering in Switzerland, so... today's riot is just the beginning, in the next two months, more strange things will happen It’s going to happen on this land.”