Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Mr. Filch was twirling on the dance floor with his wife.

He is a bit older, of course, compared to Dumbledore, he is still a young man, but the difference between a squib and a wizard is not only reflected in magic, but also in appearance and physical fitness.

For example, wizards age significantly slower than Muggles and Squibs. The more powerful the person, the more so.

"Argus, what do you think?" Irma Filch said worriedly, "Is this piece a bit too fast?"

Mr. Filch looked at his wife with some frustration, with tears in his eyes, "Irma, am I too useless? I feel like I reached my waist when I raised my head just now... Wait a minute. …”

As he spoke, he bent down, showing a painful expression.

"Argus!" Mrs. Filch exclaimed, and quickly led Mr. Filch to the side. Mrs. Norris followed anxiously at their feet, meowing, very anxious.

Master, this idiot! Why bother the hostess again?

Almost instantly, everyone found their dance partners. They stepped on the beat and enjoyed the dance happily.

The soothing music soon stopped, and everyone stopped to give cheers and applause to the Weird Sisters.

The musicians paused slightly and started playing a new tune again.

For a moment, Robert thought he was in a disco with 360° colorful lights. The music with strong rhythm sounded and the little wizard screamed and reveled.

Now there is no need for a dance partner, everyone is squirming all over, Fred has obviously had a high, dragging Aaliya around the world, and then being slapped by an angry Aaliya.

Angelina seemed to want to try a wilder dance, and George could only reluctantly cooperate. Although her movements were a little stiff, watching them spin circles on the dance floor with more and more tacit understanding, Robert knew that their tacit understanding was very good.

"This piece is a bit fast." Hermione said, twisting her body to the beat of the music, squinting her eyes, and seemed to like the song very much.

Robert still likes this kind of music with a strong sense of rhythm. Anyway, you don’t have to think hard about where the rhythm is, just follow the movements and get high!

Perfect!

The dance floor was full of little wizards who were extremely excited. The Weird Sisters' performance seemed to have a magical power that attracted everyone's attention. They just wanted to listen to their music and sway to their rhythm.

After a while, the melody turned around very quickly, and the notes disappeared neatly from the stage. Professor Flitwick, who was originally ready to enjoy his commanding addiction, was dragged to nowhere by the carnival eaglets. Robert seemed to be able to Faintly, I could hear him calling for help.

Well, this is obviously a powerful professor, but he is still helpless when facing a non-hostile crowd.

A moment of silence for him.

After the passion, the weird sisters began to play a cheerful song, this time a more soothing song. Both the little wizards and the professors recovered from the excitement and staggered on the dance floor. Dancing in an extremely slow rhythm.

Robert and Hermione held hands and sat down at the round table.

"It's so hot." Hermione fanned herself with her hands, her face flushed. It was obvious that the dance just now consumed her a lot of energy.

"I'll get you some drinks." Robert stood up and walked towards the door.

In front of the drinks cabinet he saw Harry and Ginny.

The two of them were holding hands, with smiles on their faces, pointing at the cups in the drink cabinet, as if the sudden situation just now had no impact on them.

"Harry, Ginny." Robert greeted, "The music is slower now, do you want to play it?"

Ginny and Harry were visibly startled, and when they turned around to see it was Robert, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Harry didn't answer, but immediately looked at Ginny.

Ginny looked excited, but still a little hesitant.

"The song just now consumed everyone's energy. Now they just want to be close to the girl in front of them and don't care about the people around them." Robert said with a smile, "Go ahead, the Weird Sisters never hold large-scale concerts. This time, their biggest fan—Principal Dumbledore—came to join the fun at the personal invitation, so it’s a rare opportunity.”

Ginny's face suddenly turned red. She glanced at Harry cautiously and saw that he was looking at her blankly. She couldn't help lowering her head and whispered, "Ha, Harry, let's go dance." ?”

Harry nodded quickly, speechless.

When Robert returned to Hermione with pumpkin juice and butterbeer, he happened to see a Durmstrang wizard in red wizard robes bending down to invite her.

Hermione was a little embarrassed and seemed to have already rejected him once, but the other party still bent over like a gentleman and expressed her unshakable will.

Please do a dance with me.

"Huh? Krum?" Robert's eyes twitched, he leaned over with an uncomfortable expression, and greeted the other party enthusiastically, "Why are you here?"

With that said, he stood next to Hermione and handed over the butterbeer in his hand.

Hermione was obviously relieved. When Krum came over just now, the witches in his support group all cast terrible looks, as if they were going to burn her through.

"Robert." Krum seemed a little frustrated. He looked at Robert and then at Hermione, seeming to understand something, and then he became even more frustrated.

Robert was a little embarrassed to hit the other person, but he still said, "This is what Hermione Granger, my girlfriend, told you during the summer vacation."

"Yeah." Krum's eyebrows drooped beside his ears, like an aggrieved golden retriever, "She is very beautiful."

Robert was speechless, don't be like this, it's like I'm bullying you!

Hermione blinked and smiled happily, "Thank you."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and shook hands with the Quidditch star.

Krum's expression brightened visibly, and he seemed happy to meet Hermione.

Robert felt his hands were itchy. Could this guy be doing it on purpose?

Fortunately, Krum was sensible. He chatted with Hermione for a while, left his contact information, and then left.

As I walked away, I looked back three times, looking a little reluctant to leave.

Robert's expression became serious, and he always felt that this kid had evil intentions.

Hermione turned around and saw Robert with a serious face. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and asked curiously, "What's the matter? What are you thinking about, with such a serious expression?"

"I'm thinking whether I should put sacks at Hogwarts Castle tonight," Robert said seriously, "or go to Durmstrang's big ship to knock sap."